Whispering Verse

"Fire...frozen to death...stick girl? Huh?"

Xia De thought in surprise that he suddenly realized something.

At this time, the two of them had returned to the seemingly normal corridor again. Miss Louisa glanced at the golden cracks on Shade's body that had not faded away. Shade learned from the woman in his heart that there was still a strong "Whisper" element nearby.

Just when Miss Louisa was about to raise her hand for the third time, she suddenly raised her head and looked upward:

"careful!"

Black mist rushed towards Shade from the ceiling of the corridor above his head. Miss Louisa raised her hand to block it. Although Shade's reaction was not as quick as the sorceress's, he also raised his hand in time to stop it.

But before the traces of moonlight could take shape in his hands, the golden glow all over his body suddenly flickered.

The black mist let out a scream, then disappeared into the floor. The afterglow state of divinity in the real world can only make Shade's magic and spells stronger, but in the spiritual world, no evil can get close to him.

The blonde girl holding hands looked at Shade with a smile and joked:

“Nice decoration.”

"Um......"

"No need to explain. Since it has taken the risk to attack us, it means that we will be able to escape from the dream soon. This is a good sign. Detective, concentrate, we will return to reality soon."

The two runes that light up this time are [Writer] and [Dream].

Ripple-like runes floated out from Miss Louisa's fingertips and merged into the dream space. Everything in front of them shattered like a glass plate. When the two people holding hands came to their senses, they returned to the normal third floor corridor again, and the golden cracks on Shade's body had completely disappeared.

They were reminded in their hearts that all the strong whispering elements around them had disappeared, and they all breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Only when you leave the dream and return to reality can you deeply feel the difference between dreams and reality.

Shade let go of Miss Louisa's soft hand without leaving a trace:

"What's next?"

"Detective, follow me. I want you to see how to deal with a relic that goes out of control. Really, I originally told you that there would be no problem on this trip, but something went wrong. That pen is really... ..”

Miss Louisa flipped her hair and summoned the life ring behind her in reality. Then he looked around, came to the door next to the stairs, lifted up his skirt and kicked the door open with a quick kick.

The cold and fishy wind immediately surged out of the room. By the time Shade followed, Miss Louisa had already broken into the room.

This place is similar to a warehouse or collection room. Other antiques collected by Professor Manning are placed on the shelves against the wall, and the precious collections are also covered with glass covers.

Now the professor himself fell to the floor, curled up, and dark smoke came out of his head, connecting to the black cat standing on the professor's body. On the professor's wrist was a kind of uncapped pen, which was black but decorated with red lines.

Interpreting those lines as words, Shade understood their meaning:

[Blood-woven dream, you own me. 】

The tip of the pen was directly inserted into the professor's blood vessel. While absorbing blood, the blood vessel in Manning's right hand bulged severely.

Looking at the pen, the voice in her ear lazily reminded the emergence of the "whispering" element. Miss Louisa frowned and pointed at the black cat:

"This is the nightmare born from Professor Manning's dream!"

"But why is it a cat and not a human?"

Shade didn't forget to ask questions at this time, but he didn't expect that the black cat gave the answer. The black cat's voice sounded like it was scratching the glass with its nails:

"Because the image in which he invested his blood and love is a cat."

"Um?"

After imagining what might have happened in the dream where the relic [Happy Dream Pen] was born, Shade looked at the unconscious Professor Manning with an expression of awe and fear.

"Human Warlock, we have no grudges, why did you take me away from him? I love him, and he loves me."

The slender black cat didn't move its mouth, but its voice reached the ears of the two people clearly.

"Do you think we are guys who don't understand anything? Once the person who holds you can't stand the temptation, how many people will be drained by you?"

As she spoke, the Miracle Spirit Rune [Flame] lit up in the life ring behind Miss Louisa. Golden flames flew out of her hands, and then the flames seemed to burn away the space, causing the sound of shattering glass to be heard in the room.

The collection room under the sun disappears, this is actually an illusion. What was revealed in front of Shade was a dark bedroom with thick curtains and a strong smell. The floor was covered with black cat hair. Professor Manning was still lying on the floor with a pen in his wrist, but the nightmare cat was gone. .

"it's here!"

The golden flame in the writer's hand rushed towards the ceiling. When he looked up, he saw that the black cat seemed to have been beaten into mud and then stretched into a flat surface, attached to the ceiling. The ceiling was originally a starry sky pattern, but now it was completely covered by translucent black cat skin, and huge cat eyes emerged from under the cat skin, as if the starry sky had opened countless weird eyes and looked down at the two of them.

Shade felt instinctive discomfort. The twisted shape and the power of mental pollution. If an ordinary person took a look at it, he wouldn't even need to send it to Dr. Schneider. He felt uncomfortable in his stomach and felt dizzy in his head. Fortunately, the divine light was protecting his spirit.

What's worse is that although the golden flame successfully touched the abnormal monster on the ceiling, it did not cause any damage to it. In the mud-like cat, clusters of small granules gradually grew out, and then with a scalp-numbing cry, those small granules grew into long tongues with fleshy spines, licking downwards.

Shade didn't want to look up anymore, but when he heard the sound above his head, he still endured the nausea. The silver moonlight in his hand turned into an arc-shaped light blade and struck upward. In such an attack, it still only blocked the tongues, but failed to harm them.

"It is semi-physical, and part of it is still in a dream. Look at me! What you saw just now were all simple thaumaturgy. Now I am going to use my best self-created thaumaturgy!"

Miss Louisa said, the core spirit rune [Writer] and the enlightenment spirit rune [Match] lit up at the same time.

She took out a rolled piece of parchment from her pocket and threw it into the air. As the light flashed, the paper burned in the air.

Miss Louisa softly recited the incantation, which is the common language of Delarion:

"Beyond reality and illusion, in the dim light of the match, let me witness your story."

The burning fire was like the flame of a lit candle. In this light, a short barefoot figure gradually became clear. Her legs were bruised and bruised from the cold, there were five or six patches on her singlet, her long blond hair was tied up as if it hadn't been washed in years, and there were several boxes of matches in the handbag.

The only thing I couldn't see clearly was the face, but I could vaguely capture facial features similar to Miss Louisa's.

Shade's eyes narrowed slightly. He was now completely sure that the ancient fairy tale Match Girl was the story he was familiar with.