Whispering Verse

"The multi-eyed race is a rare subspecies of humans rumored to have lived in the Quaternary Period. Most of their races have more than two eyes. Of course, they are now considered to be alien creatures."

The bartender introduced to Shade:

"In addition to the eyes in normal positions, the extra eyes of the multi-eyed people may grow anywhere on the body, and there is a one-tenth chance of having special abilities. And this alien race has created a unique method that allows the people to They can make any exchange with their eyes, and this coin is the medium they use for exchange."

"So, the characteristic of this relic is to increase the number of eyes?"

Shade asked, and the bartender nodded:

"Put a coin into water and swallow it. After about 24 to 48 hours, one or two new eyes will grow on your body. Each one has a 10% chance of having special abilities. If you press this relic directly into In your own eyes, you can have a one-fifth chance that your eyes will become special magic eyes. You can also imagine that the eyes in occultism are the window closest to the soul of the body. So although it sounds good , but except for madmen and experiments, no one will use this thing to give themselves an extra eye."

Seeing Shade looking at him, the bartender shrugged:

"After using this relic, if the ring wizard does not remove the new eyes as soon as possible, he will almost 100% lose control within three months."

Shade nodded, thinking this thing was very good and interesting. The bartender thought of something interesting and continued to introduce it in a slang-laced way:

"More than twenty years ago, I heard that someone learned special eye magic in order to cooperate with the ritual, and used this relic to add a new eye to himself. Guess where that eye grew?"

Shade thought for a while and shook his head slightly:

"If the answer is too disgusting, please don't tell me. Make an offer. I want both coins."

"One piece is 5 kronor, no bargaining. In fact, the answer is not disgusting, just a little strange."

When Shade took out the banknotes, he sighed:

"In short, no girl will sleep with that guy anymore. No one wants to be seen inside."

Shade tried not to imagine what happened:

"Besides, I am a ring warlock from out of town, and I will probably live here for a while. Excuse me, is there anything unusual in this city recently? Since last spring, the entire Old Continent has been unrest. I don't want to Went to a place like Fort Delrayon-Midhill.”

The reason why it is called Timi Fort is that only that incident caused the most exaggerated noise. To this day, the giant tree on the top of Sikal Mountain is still evergreen in the snow and has become the subject of a new local legend.

"Oh, sir, I think you are thinking too much. The Randall Valley has always been a very peaceful and peaceful place."

The bartender should be a local and praise his hometown very much.

"It's good to be safe. Are there any local legends about keys or anything like that?"

Shade asked again, and then proactively handed over a coin. The bartender took it and put it in his pocket:

"If you are looking for relics such as time keys and master keys, we can buy them here, but there are no local legends about keys. There are many rumors about stone men, underground kingdoms, Titans, elves, etc."

Shade nodded noncommittally. It seemed that finding that special time key was not that simple.

"Okay, I'll place another request to acquire a special key. It's not about acquiring the key itself, it's about helping me record the appearance and type of the special key."

"That's not okay. We can't pry into our guests' secrets."

The bartender shrugged.

"Then only record the information that can be recorded. Just give a figure for the intelligence fee. Also"

Shade hesitated for a moment. Since he didn't have any more clues at the moment, he might as well try something else first. Luvia and him appeared in the same strange city at the same time, which was not a good sign. Shade suspected that a new legend of the chosen ones was about to unfold, so he had to be careful about some things:

"I'm good at purifying the polluted earth. I'm a little short of money recently. I'll leave you a message. If anyone needs help with similar things, you can contact me. I'll come here every day at noon."

The bartender nodded again, but thought for a moment and asked:

"Purifying the earth, what exactly can it purify?"

"As rumored, the power of evil things in the Pantanal swamp will definitely not work. But if it is just a small thing like black mud flowing out of the ground and breeding evil spirits, I think it shouldn't be a problem for me."

"That's such a coincidence. Someone does need your help."

The bartender said, turning the account book in front of him two pages forward:

"The other party's bid was very high, and it was indeed a problem of evil spirits. On a small piece of land, a rare undead problem occurred. The soil spontaneously attracted the undead and slowly transformed them into evil spirits. Even after defeating all the Evil spirits can't reverse the problem of the land itself. It's a bit like a curse, but it's more like the soil itself has been polluted by something. Do you have time to discuss it with the client today?"

Shade didn't expect to actually ask, so he nodded immediately:

"We can meet any time today."

"Then, please sit here for a moment, and I will contact the lady. In addition, she is the seller of the echo grass mentioned just now. You can talk to her, and maybe she will agree to reduce the price of the herb."

After buying a copy of today's Randall's Morning News and a glass of butterbeer, Shade sat down under the gas lamp next to the wall and looked at the arrival of Margaret and her brother tomorrow, Friday evening. Local news.

The client didn't let Shade wait long before he hurried over. The client didn't put on a mask or hood, but Shade also knew that what he saw was definitely not the real face.

It was a young lady who looked to be in her twenties. Because she knew it was a fake face, Shade didn't pay too much attention to the other person's appearance. However, when shaking hands, Shade discovered that the other party was a seven-ring warlock. And direct contact means that the next time Sha De meets the other party, no matter what the other party looks like, Sha De will be able to recognize her.

"The bartender should have told you the specific questions."

The woman seemed vigorous and resolute. After sitting down across the table, she said:

"I have asked people to help solve the problem more than once, but it has not been very effective. If I were not worried about being troubled by the church, I even thought about asking the Church of Nature or the Church of the Sun for help."

Shade understood this:

"We don't want to waste time, so we can go and see what the specific problem is first. If it can't be solved, I won't ask for your commission. However, you will pay for the carriage."

"Of course, no problem. I want to confirm before that. Sir, what ring do you have?"

"Five rings."

Shade didn't lie:

"Although my strength is not as good as yours, I think I can give it a try."

The woman hesitated for a moment and nodded:

"Let's go now. If we can solve the problem, I won't be stingy with the reward. As for the echo grass, we can discuss the price later."

The place where the problem occurred was on the edge of the city. Specifically, it was a small manor located in the north of the city, near the upper reaches of the Yifa River.

The strange woman called herself "Miss Grande". She and Shade took a taxi to their destination. Along the way, the woman simply described the situation to Shade, but she didn't seem very talkative.

The small manor on the upper reaches of the Yifa River is located on the edge of the Innas Forest. After getting off the car, Shade knew that this was not a manor where nobles lived. Judging from the style of the fence, the layout of the courtyard seen from a distance, and the architectural style of the mansion, this is a new building within twenty years, and the owner of the manor has a very artistic taste.

"Can you tell me who this place belongs to?"

Miss Grand paid the coachman an extra fee and asked him to wait at a junction some distance from the manor, and then the young lady and Shade walked to the gate of the manor.

Hearing Shade's question, the woman nodded:

"The owner here is the Golden Dawn Opera Company. The manor was their original residence. Later, the number of members of the opera troupe increased, and it was too far from the core of the city, so the residence was moved to the city. But this place was not sold, but Keep it as it is and use it for vacation and other purposes. I was also asked for help by my friends in the opera troupe, so I searched for a ring magician in the city who could purify the land."

Shade had also heard of the [Golden Dawn Opera Company]. Dr. Schneider mentioned this when he heard that he was going to Randall Valley during exam week. This is the current era, the most famous opera troupe in the entire human civilization world. Its leader, Miss Vanessa Benenice, became famous about twenty years ago and is known as the most outstanding opera singer in mankind so far.

She is a true artist.

Legends, stories and tidbits about this still unmarried lady are still circulating everywhere. It's a pity that Miss Benenice has rarely participated in public performances in recent years, but she has indeed taught many outstanding actors.

The members of the [Golden Dawn Opera Company] are mainly female. They spend half of their time performing abroad every year and stay in the Randall Valley for the rest of the time. It's winter, the annual break, so the entire opera company should be in the city.

When Margaret and the prince come to the city, the opera troupe will definitely perform for the two distinguished members of the royal family.

"Perhaps, I can invite Luvia to watch the opera. I just don't know if the tickets for that opera troupe are easy to buy."

Shade was thinking as the two of them walked along the snowy country road to the gate of the manor. Behind the manor lay a seemingly endless stretch of bare, snow-covered forest, and beyond that lay the mountains to the east of the Randall Valley.

The Yifa River is also not far away. When the water flow is abundant, it is much more convenient to take a boat down the river back to the city than to take a horse-drawn carriage.