Latest website: Similar to when he went to the dark realm two months ago, when he set off from his home on Wednesday morning, Shad brought almost all his belongings.

But this time, he didn't carry the [God's Gift Box]. After all, this time he didn't need to prepare to imprison the devil, and this box had no effect on Joey Barton. But when I was packing my things, I realized that I hadn't tried to get a gift this week. So he fished it out of the gift box, and finally took out a book.

Not a book for reading, but a book that can be cut out for jigsaw puzzle training. This is a contemporary print, and children of aristocratic families like this kind of books, so the price is not very close to the people. As the price of the gift, Shade needs to complete at least two of the puzzles before the end of this week.

"After the matter of Miburg is resolved, I have plenty of time this week to deal with these puzzles."

In addition to not bringing the [God's Gift Box], because he still has two [Youth Ageless Leaves] in his hand, Xia De did not ask Dorothy to borrow the leaves...

He wanted Luvia to take care of Mia temporarily again, in case he couldn't go home tonight. But the cat struggled so desperately this time, and refused to leave Xia De no matter what, so Xia De could only turn the cat into a toy and carry it with him.

If it wasn't for the fear that Dorothy would see through him and take risks again, it would actually be better to host Mia on Quill Street.

Of course, the most important thing is that Xia De also brought the [Soul Fishing Rod]. Even though this fishing rod can be retracted, it is still very difficult to carry around. Only this time, Shad had to take it with him. But this relic has two hooks at this time. One is the original hook of the relic, and the other is a hook that was taken out of the gift box last week, which is exactly the same material as the gift box.

Xia De probably guessed why this gift appeared.

Before the departure, there was an episode, the carriage stopped at Xia De's building, and the visitor was not a rare client, but Tifa who came in a hurry:

"Xia De, it's a good thing you haven't left yet."

At this time, the coffee table in the living room was full of relics and spell-casting materials, and the coat spread on the sofa was full of small toys.

The black-haired maid came to the living room with Xia De, and handed the red velvet jewelry box held in both hands to Xia De:

"Miss, I will lend you this."

Xia De opened the jewelry box, and inside was the sage-level relic [Ancient Witch's Gold Necklace].

"This is."

"Miss, she knows what will happen in Mibao today, so she guessed that you have something to do. I lent you this as a thank you for the rose that the racecourse gave to Miss."

Tifa smiled:

"Look, you are about to leave. I was on the road just now, and I was worried that it would be too late to give this to you."

Xia De is a little clueless:

"Thank you Miss Galina for me."

He said solemnly, and put away the gold necklace. With this relic, he became more confident in his next actions.

"Miss, she won't stop you from taking risks. After all, the growth of a ring warlock cannot be risk-free."

Tifa got closer to Shad, then reached out and hugged him, and then separated with a light hug:

"Miss asked me to give you a hug for her. I wish you a smooth trip."

Xia De nodded:

"Tifa, every time you accompany me to play Rhodes with others, my luck will be better than normal. I think, maybe you are my lucky lady."

The brunette girl blushed slightly:

"Miss, if you have a chance, kill Joey Barton. Others don't know what you will do, but miss, you must do the next thing for the sake of the chosen one. Miss and I both Know you have incredible strength, but take care of yourself too."

She moved forward slightly and kissed Shad on the cheek.

"Is this what Miss Galina asked you to bring to me?"

"of course not."

Tifa shook her head slightly, and the broken hair on her forehead shook together:

"This is my kiss to you. I wish you a smooth trip. As for my thank you for the flower, next time you visit the manor, would you like to go to that remote corridor with me?"

Obviously very shy, but Tifa still looked up and looked at Shad with black eyes. The skin is fair, there seems to be light in the eyes, and the way the corners of the mouth is curved makes people very excited.

Xia De quickly recalled the remote corridor where the candle was kicked, and felt a little blushing:

"Is it still five minutes?"

There is a smile in the crooked eyes:

"This time, it can take ten minutes. So, we must come back safely."

Saying goodbye to the maid, Xia De entered Mount Xikar from the abandoned tower, and then headed down the mountain in the thick fog. The witches set off for the narrow space at about ten o'clock in the morning, so Shade met Sister Divelin at the House of the Blind before they set off. He had already written to make an appointment yesterday.

The matter of the chosen person has already been discussed with her, so there is no need to worry too much. Xia De came this time to ask the nuns for help, and asked the [Spiritual Religion] to help open another passage, allowing him to enter the narrow room alone.

"Why don't you go with the witches?"

The nun stood by the window, folded her hands in front of her body, lowered her head and asked softly. Behind her was the dense fog of Miburg. Today the city hall issued the city martial law, apparently in order to cooperate with the actions of the church.

"There are some things that I don't want the witches to know."

For a moment, Xia De thought that the nun in front of her smiled, but when she looked closely, she still had that expressionless expression.

The head was raised slightly, and the long silver-gray hair with a rather texture was braided into an unusually complicated pattern and hung behind him. The silver eyepatch is aimed at Xia De, and the exquisite and elegant silver jewelry is still so amazing:

"Mr. Hamilton, you are participating in an epic."

"No, I'm just going to witness the epic. The protagonists are you, and I'm just the audience of this scene."

This time the nun really smiled, the smile under the blindfold was very shallow and gentle:

"You are now fully armed, but it doesn't look like a spectator at all."

Xia De took a look at himself. There were two guns pinned to his waist, the [Soul Fishing Rod] on his back, the [Night Watchman] in his left hand, the fingers of his right hand were almost covered with rings, and the witch's gold necklace was hanging around his neck. His overcoat was stuffed with toys and relics.

"There is no need to explain, Mr. Hamilton. Maybe others will think that you are just a spectator outside of fate, but I, who guards the original fire, can understand that you are the hero of this world."

This is the first time someone called Xia De like this:

"I'm no hero."

The nun did not object:

"I am the fireproof woman who guards Chuhuo. I am looking for firewood for Chuhuo and a new source of fire. Chuhuo will also feed back the power of the world to me. The spirit of the world is reminding me that many incredible things will happen tonight .”

"Then do you know who the chosen one of death is?"

Xia De asked, and the nun shook her head slightly:

"Maybe the answer is completely different from what you think."

The degree of overlap between Hazama and the real world now far exceeds that of Shade's first visit to Fort Midhill in early autumn. Therefore, opening the passage to the narrow room does not need to be as complicated as when rescuing Priest Augustus.

Sister Devlin needs to follow the witches to the narrow mountainside, but she arranges for the other three high-ring nuns of the order to help Shade. Moreover, she separated a part of her own flame and sealed it in the dilapidated portable kerosene lamp obtained from the [Sin Mansion] trade.

This lamp is a relic, which can store any form of flame. At this time, it accommodates part of the initial fire, and the slender flame dances quietly in the lamp, making the already old bronze-colored kerosene lamp look more timeless and harmonious. traces of history.

The order can send Shad into the narrow space, and the guidance of the first fire is needed to leave the narrow space. Now that Sister Devlin has no time to take care of Xia De, giving him part of the flames is the best choice at present.

Saying goodbye to Sister Devlin on the foggy street, the carriage that the nun was riding in quickly disappeared into the thick fog, and Xia De unexpectedly discovered that the first-fire kerosene lamp in his hand could actually slightly dispel the surrounding fog.

"But with a kerosene lamp on me, it seems even more inconvenient to fight."

Sister Devlin will notify the other members of the spiritual congregation to prepare to open a one-time narrow passage, and what Xia De needs to do is to wait patiently for the news in the House of the Blind.

There is no martial law in the city, but travel control, so even in the Home of the Blind, there are not many disabled citizens with eye diseases coming to visit. Sister Michelle, who is in charge of managing the House of the Blind, arranged a lounge on the top floor for Shad. Xia De then turned Little Mia back into a real cat, hugged the cat and read "The Pink Book" to pass the morning time.

The city is very quiet, and the autumn sunlight cannot penetrate these white mist with whispering elements. On the other side of the thick fog, the Orthodox Church, Thaumaturgy Academy, Witch Council, and even those ring magician groups whose names Shade didn't know must be in action.

When Xia De occasionally raised his head from the knowledge in the book and looked at the window, what he thought about was whether the actors on the stage of the unknowable fate could know how people would evaluate today after thousands of years .

The city was very quiet in the morning, except for a group of soldiers passing through Luf Lane, nothing happened.

After lunch, the cat lay down next to Xia De to take a nap. Xia De put away the parchment and took out "Book of Mad Thunder" to continue reading. This is the [Thunder] spirit rune book prepared by St. Byrence for Shad, which belongs to the second-year curriculum.

At 1:30 in the afternoon, a knock on the door temporarily stopped Xia De's learning process. But it wasn't that the spiritual congregation was ready to "open the door", but that Sister Michelle had something to ask Xia De for help.

The thing is, this morning, Mr. Beirut, who lives in the southern part of Fort Midhill, visited the Home of the Blind and received treatment and psychological counseling from the Home of the Blind. Because the fog was thicker at noon, the carriage that came to pick him up did not arrive, so Mr. Beirut, who was a teacher in a school for the blind, temporarily took a lunch break at the home for the blind.

But after he took an hour-long nap, the servants of the House of the Blind were unable to wake him up again. Later, after being checked by the ring warlocks, it was discovered that he had dreamed of entering the narrow room.

"Need me to go deep into the narrow room to find him?"

Xia De pointed to himself in surprise.

"Recovering ordinary people who dreamed of entering the narrow space does not need to actually enter the narrow space. The religious order has formal methods, but at least a ring warlock with a ring of 6 or above is required to perform the ritual at the risk of being polluted by the narrow space. "

Sister Michelle seemed a little embarrassed. [House of the Blind] is a stronghold of the order in the local area, and she is the highest rank among them, and most of the others are low-ranking.

"I see, then let me do it, it's just a matter of lifting my hands."

Putting down the book and standing up, the movement of getting up disturbed the cat on the sofa. It opened one eye and looked at Xia De. Seeing that he was about to leave, it immediately yawned and got up and chased after him.

When this cat yawns, it opens its mouth very wide.

Rescuing ordinary people who dream of entering the narrow space is to reversely let the living people in reality see the scene in the "dream" through means similar to "psychic", and then communicate with them in the dream to wake them up.

This didn't even require Shad to lie down. He sat on the armchair next to the bed, and after drinking the potion with the emblem of the Spiritual Order, he put his hand on the forehead of the sleeping Mr. Beirut.

The low-ring nuns of [House of the Blind] wrapped their eyes with sackcloth, lit the incense in the room, and Sister Michelle unfolded the parchment and placed it in front of Shad.

He leaned back slightly in the chair, staring at the strange image on the parchment that looked like a goat but also looked like a unicorn, his mind gradually became dizzy and then fell into a semi-comatose state.

He could feel that he was still sitting in the chair, but at the same time he saw a blurred vision in the narrow space.

His eyes followed Mr. Beirut, who was running up the stone steps up Mount Sikal. And in front of him ~lightnovelpub.net~ in the hazy fog, a transparent figure of a woman kept moving forward. The surrounding scenes are very familiar, the dark forest stands on both sides of the stone steps, and the stone steps are dilapidated as if no one has stepped on it for a hundred years.

"They're going to the top of Mount Sikar?"

But the surrounding area is not without traces of human activities. On both sides of the stone steps on the top of the mountain, there are already traces of the church's arrangement of ceremonies, and there are even divine runes carved on each stone step under the feet. There are no evil spirits in the surrounding thick fog, because the group of ring warlocks from the Church of the Five Gods is currently conducting the final inspection of the ceremony.

But these living people who went deep into the narrow space did not notice the souls of Mr. Beirut and the woman in front of them at all. After all, the former is just a dream, not even as real as Xia De's state yesterday, while the latter is just a phantom caused by longing.

The souls stranded in the narrow room cannot enter death through the three passages in the narrow room. But the phantoms produced by longing can lead the living into death. Once in the dream world, follow the thoughts and fall, then Mr. Beirut will really die. Fort Midhill had such urban legends a long time ago, but these things have become more frequent recently.

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