Whispering Verse

"Steal books, steal books, and burn down the library for what?"

Shade looked directly into his cold eyes:

"Sir, are you going to tell me that you have a penchant for setting fires?"

"If it's burned cleanly, it won't leave any clues."

Jazz gently shook the wine glass, looked away from Shade, and looked at the heavy snow in the sky again. Even if he was exposed, he still maintained his so-called elegance:

"This is not the first time I have done this, Mr. Hamilton, but this is the first time I have been caught and forced to admit what I have done. I have never been caught doing this before. I have studied systematically. Psychology and criminology, oh, the latter is an emerging subject. I even mastered some special tricks for anti-divination. The process of learning fascinated me, and to be honest, this feeling of being exposed is quite Not bad, it makes me know that I still have a long way to go on the path of seeking knowledge.”

The middle-aged gentleman smiled and said:

"You reminded me to never be arrogant. On the road of seeking knowledge, all of us are students."

"The church already knows about you."

Shade said, Jazz nodded:

"What I am going to do next will not be allowed by the church, so it is nothing to know this little thing. Knight, this is probably the last time we meet. Next, I will go to the 'promised land' given to me by fate. Earth', to receive that unique supreme wisdom. I am glad that I was able to talk to you before leaving."

He sighed softly:

"I'm not familiar with you, but we are somewhat familiar. You know some things about me, but not much. Talking to you is probably the best choice."

"Why do you think I'd let you leave?"

Shade asked curiously. Jazz smiled again and threw the glass with more than half of the red wine in his hand into the alley below.

The wine glass fell into the thick snow in the alley. The poured wine first soaked the white snow into blood red, and then the glass wine glass was embedded in the snow.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Shade:

"Of course because..."

Pointing to himself:

"...I want to leave."

The silver moonlight flashed in the wind, and the shield-shaped transparent book blocked it.

The southern knight in a black coat fell off the terrace like a bat and came to the deserted alley. At the same time that Shade, who had taken back the bottle of wine, also jumped down, the steam mist brought by the appearance of the five-ring warlock's life ring had begun to melt the cold snow.

Shade did not show his life ring, but looked at the Jazz opposite through the blizzard:

"Shad Hamilton, you are also a wise man. Think about it carefully, if I didn't have the confidence to defeat you, why did I take the initiative to show up just now?"

Shade didn't try to persuade the other party. He tapped his toes lightly and his whole body dispersed into a group of scarlet butterflies.

The butterfly swarm dragged out red light spots in the wind and snow, and flew quickly in the direction of Jazz. The [Light] spirit rune on the five-ring warlock's life ring flashed with aura. The middle-aged gentleman stretched out his right hand and a slender beam of light burst out from the fingertips, sweeping across the red butterfly group, melting the snow and even leaving a trace of heat on the ground. Traces of rays.

But the loss of a small amount of red butterflies has no impact on Shade's body at all. He dodged the attack and revealed his true form after confirming that the distance was appropriate. Before the light that followed approached, he took a step forward and appeared behind Sir Prisha:

"Moonlight Great Sword."

The scarlet dagger stabbed at the man's back, but he seemed to have predicted in advance that Shade would move in space, and instantly turned around to block with the cane in his hand——

Bang!

The moonlight dagger shattered the wooden shell of the cane, revealing the metal rapier hidden inside. The wooden shell turned out to be some kind of containment measure. After breaking the shell, Shade realized that the thin sword was a relic.

The metal collided with the dagger in Shade's hand, causing scarlet shards to scatter. At the same time, the moonlight sword was not broken. Instead, Shade relied on his extremely strong physical fitness to forcefully suppress the two-hand support with one hand. Sir Prisha holding up his rapier.

"When March comes together, there is such a big enhancement."

He thought to himself.

"Space power? Amazing."

Sir Prisha squeezed out a voice from between his teeth, and at the same time that Shade used the [Blade of Disrupted Time and Space] to call out a second dagger to stab, Sir Prisha's whole body exploded in front of Shade.

The fireworks and sounds of the explosion were buried in the wind and snow, and Shade, whose clothes on his chest were all blown to pieces, snorted and looked up in front of him.

Lykins Prisha held her chest and gasped, then reached out and grabbed a book from her clothes:

"His Highness said that although you have the fourth ring, you are extremely powerful in combat. Now it seems that His Highness said it a bit euphemistically. I feel the power of time and space, and that short sword, even if it doesn't touch me, I can detect it. Your flesh and blood will be corrupted by it.”

After all, the [Red Moon] spiritual rune comes directly from the divinity of the vampire god. Shade has already experienced how powerful the [Gluttony] spiritual rune, which also comes from the god, is.

Shade remained speechless. As the snowball, which was huge enough to block the alley, fell from Sir Prisha's head, he held the short knife and moved forward again.

The seemingly ordinary snowball made Jazz feel in danger. First, a fireball tried to blow up the big snowball. After being surprised to find that it had no effect, he was directly crushed under the snowball.

But before Shade could get any closer, the snowball itself was exploded from the inside. Behind Sir Prisha who appeared in front of Shade again, there were three new spiritual runes on the life ring:

"Knowledge is power, and stories can inspire me. I like your stories very much, detective, and I also like an ancient legend about a swordsman."

The southern gentleman holds his own rapier, Miracle-[Sword], Miracle-[Brave], Enlightenment[Justice] flashing auras at the same time, all of which are temporary spiritual runes added to him by the book:

"Mr. Hamilton, I should leave, otherwise I will be late. My impression of you is actually very good. The world needs people like you. If I were you, I would leave this city as soon as possible and take Margaery with me. Your Highness, flee in a direction away from the Pantanal."

The rapier was held in front of him with one hand, the blade pointed at himself. As his wrist turned, the sword rotated ninety degrees, and golden traces of light appeared on the relic sword, and a power that did not belong to a five-ring warlock burst out from Sir:

"Thumaturgy! Dawn - the Sword of Justice!"

The blazing light directly melted all the snow in the alley, and the sharp sword light almost penetrated the space at that moment. Some kind of light containing extremely high spiritual power exploded in the blizzard alley. The strong sense of crisis forced Shade to evacuate quickly, but by this time it was too late.

"Raglai's jump!"

Taking a step forward into the air, he moved out of the position where the sword light was strongest:

"Calm gesture."

There was no need for emotional cooperation at this time, he was already angry enough. Covering his face with his hands, he turned into an angel statue with curled wings in the air. But even so, after the loud noise, Shade still felt like his whole body was falling apart after landing. You must know that in the state of [Calm Stance], one's own defense power is extremely amazing.

I reluctantly got up and looked at the alley again. All the snow had melted, and there was a deep trench on the ground that occupied one-third of the alley. At the same time, the surging residual power caused the ground to glow, forcing the scattered snowflakes to melt before they hit the ground.

"It's awesome, but not too awesome."

Shade, who also did not show his full strength, was thinking that when he faced Joey Barton for the first time in the autumn, the opponent could already use the power of the level 0 relic of life and death.

"There's too much noise, leave quickly!"

I walked forward in the muddy alley after the snow melted, and luckily the first ones to appear were Sister Devlin and the maid.

The two of them supported the injured Sha De and left here quickly.

"Sister, do you know what magic the [Sword of the Dawn of Justice] is?"

"High-level thaumaturgy that can only be used at levels twelve or above requires extremely strict casting requirements."

From this point of view, Lykins Prisha could not only borrow books to obtain temporary spiritual runes, but he could even omit the spell-casting requirements. I just don't know if he has more abilities. If he only has this, he can be defeated by any thirteen-ring warlock.

People attracted by the violent noise are approaching the alley cautiously. I am afraid that there will be another news about a gas pipeline explosion in the Huntington Morning News tomorrow. The policemen blew whistles and used sharp voices to drive people away. At this time, Shade had disappeared from the corner of the street with the support of two ladies.

His injuries were not as frightening as they appeared, and he almost healed on his own if not for Sister Devlin's timely treatment. Of course, the misaligned bones still needed help to straighten them, and Sister Devlin completed the job very well. Only then did Shade remember that the [Spiritual Order] is actually a group famous for its good at healing and stargazing. .

Although he had just lied to Lykins Priscia that he was here to greet Margaret and wanted to give the princess a surprise, Shade did not go to see the princess in the end. After the steam train arrived at the train station, I went to the White King Club in the city with Sister Devlin and the two witches to discuss the current situation.

The room used by the four people was the room on the third floor of the club under Margaret's name. It was also the place where Xia De first met Miss Sylvia and Margaret when he first came here in late autumn.

In a blink of an eye, it was already late winter.

Of course, there is no need to talk about the unpleasant journey of the witches. They come here for the sake of the chosen ones. Miss Carina, who was sitting in the warm club room, noticed that the clothes on Shade's body didn't seem to be the ones he usually wore when going out, and she teased her with a smile. Then she realized that they had just met Lykins Pugh. Lixia.

"You also know that he was supposed to be with the visiting group, but he lost track of him. Yes, I investigated in Tobesk and found out that he was related to an arson and murder case. When the church went to arrest him, he had already Escaped. He admitted to me that he had been in cahoots with the Pantanal Voodoo Society to go to some 'promised land'."

Shade looked at the three ladies in front of him. Of course, the key point was the two witches who didn’t know Sir Prisha was the chosen one:

"He has a very peculiar ability to use books to temporarily add new spiritual runes to himself."

He briefly described the battle experience just now. After hearing this, the witches looked at each other and Miss Sylvia said in a positive tone: "So, he is the chosen one."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"I always feel like you already know."

The red-haired duchess said, sitting there leisurely with a tea cup:

"Before we got off the train, we got new news from the Parliament. The Zalas Academy of Literature successfully deciphered a batch of new ancient documents. Through the fragments of poems, it was basically determined that the location of the ceremony of the chosen one was Pantanal. The island in the center of the great lake in the region. The poem gave the island a very interesting name - the Heart of the Pantanal. It is the most important area in the entire swamp. In mysticism and sealing rituals, They all have an important position.”

This is another term that Shade is very familiar with. From the end of autumn to now, all the clues and contradictions have gathered in the center of the great swamp in the distance. The epic story of the fourth chosen one finally came to its final scene in this blizzard.

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