Whispering Verse

Miss Benanis's eleven ring spiritual runes have already been completed, and now the new spiritual rune miracle - [Travel] is just the icing on the cake. The aura of the life ring echoed with the golden steps that symbolized the identity of the great witch. The girls all stood up in surprise, watching the great witch they were following become more powerful.

Only then did the beautiful blond witch stand up and look back at the symbol of her strength:

"It's time for the ceremony."

She said this, nodded to Shade and Sirius on the stage, put away the life ring and golden steps, and hurriedly walked towards the exit of the performance hall. The Witch's followers immediately followed. The Great Witch held a promotion ceremony, which was more cumbersome than the Ring Warlock. They knew that Miss Benanis still needed help.

"It's really good. I originally thought that Vanessa would be promoted after the Green Lake thing is over. With her, there will already be four members of the twelfth level of the council (Chapter 1656). If we add the same The great witch Edwards is facing promotion. There are about to be five in the twelfth level of the council. It should be six. Miss Sylvia's talent is better than most witches. It is only a matter of time before she is promoted to the twelfth level. This is a prosperous era rarely seen in the Parliament since the Sixth Age."

In the small performance hall, only Shade and Sirius were left on the stage. The blonde girl felt happy for her best friend, and then looked at Shade:

"Now at least three great witches have been promoted to the twelfth level, and they are all related to you."

"The ladies have been so kind to me, and this is all I can do to repay them."

Shade said, Sirius shook his head slightly:

"Witches don't care what you give them in return. Witches only care that they must get what they want."

Beautiful eyes looked at Shade. In addition to some extremely strong emotions deep in his eyes, there was also melancholy:

"Just like Vanessa. When we say goodbye to Randall Valley, she will always remember the dance she danced for you. That night, I was watching you in the background."

What "that night" refers to, Shade's memory is very clear. As for when Miss Benanis was dancing on the stage, Sirius was backstage, and Shade really didn't pay attention.

After all, Miss Benenice's performance is so wonderful.

His eyes looked at Shade from a close distance, and then the distance between the two became closer and closer until Sirius stood on tiptoes and kissed Shade.

Most of the strangers' adventures in the Randall Valley were related to Siris' father, and it was he who accompanied Siris and finally witnessed the whole process of her father volunteering to become a "Guardian". Therefore, Shade knew what Siris thought of him, otherwise she would not have appeared as a scarecrow in the "Black Mist Camp".

The kiss was quite deep. There was no third person in the small performance hall, so no one disturbed the kiss after a long separation. But after the kiss ended, Sirius reminded Shade in a low voice not to tell Miss Benanis what they did here:

"I'm worried Vanessa will be unhappy."

As he spoke, he kissed Shade again:

"So, just don't let her know. Do you still want to see her dance? After the matter here in Green Lake is over, I can arrange for her to come again."

Although the two had a pleasant date, Shade did not forget that there was something else going on this Friday night. It was already a little late when he left the Bottle Opera House, but fortunately the carriage was moving very quickly. When Shade arrived at the agreed location, which was the cemetery outside the village of "Big Flynn Village", a small village in the north of Michaela Blast Furnace City, the time happened to be 7:55 in the evening.

Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, two brothers named Flynn came here from other places and settled in different places. The village where the eldest brother reproduced is called "Big Flynn Village", while the "Little Flynn Village" in the north of the lake is where the younger brother's descendants live. Of course, this is just a legend of local villagers, and there is no profound meaning in it.

Under the moonlight, Shade entered this inconspicuous rural cemetery. The cemetery is surrounded by stone piles and hedges, and the overall area is not large. Although there are old people from the village hired by the villagers as tombkeepers, it is obvious that ordinary people cannot stop the ring warlock.

By moonlight, Father Augustus and Dr. Schneider had arrived. When Shade saw them, Priest Augustus was holding an unlit pipe in his mouth, squatting down under the moonlight tonight, looking at a quite old tombstone. There were two shovels at the old priest's feet. As for Dr. Schneider, he was sitting on another tombstone not far away, with his coat off and placed under his buttocks.

The only buildings in the cemetery are the tombkeeper's hut in the southernmost part of the cemetery and the house where the coffins are temporarily stored. The cemetery is very flat, and the villagers' graves are simply piled up and erected with tombstones. This is a very traditional burial method.

"If I hadn't known you, I would have thought we were here to steal corpses tonight."

Shade said jokingly, and the doctor waved to him:

"Detective, you are really punctual. I like people like you who have a sense of time. I suspect that most of the patients who make appointments with me cannot read clocks at all."

He jumped off the tombstone, picked up the shovel on the ground, kept one for himself, and threw the other to Shade:

"Get ready to work."

Shade also took off his coat and threw it on the tombstone aside:

"No problem, what's the plan?"

The priest straightened up and pointed to the tombstone he had just looked at:

"Dig this up. The information you have provided me one after another is very accurate. I have been tracing the descendants of Green Lake Town these days.

As for this grave, it contains the burial of an important citizen who escaped from the town of Green Lake during its decline. He was the former owner of one of the only two general stores in town, and he is buried here with his three brothers, although his eight sons later emigrated to the other side of the lake. The church has found and protected the descendants who still live in Green Lake City across the lake. As for the four graves here, I'm pretty sure that the three wight brothers will come tonight to dig them up and steal the remains inside. "

Priest Augustus did not explain how he made his judgment, but he must have discovered some patterns after traveling around the Green Lake area these days.

"He has eight sons alone? Is there any special method for doing this?"

Shade was very surprised. The doctor held the shovel and said with a smile:

"I can ask through the psychic later. I'm also very curious."

"Okay, you two, stop joking. We only have one chance tonight. The church will send people here tomorrow. If tonight's plan doesn't work, it will be difficult to find such an opportunity again."

Priest August said seriously, so Shade and the doctor were ready to take action. They have no psychological burden on digging other people's graves privately. After all, this can be regarded as protecting the owner of the grave. Once taken away by the three ghoul brothers, they can only be used as ritual materials.

"So after we dig out, we set up a trap, right?"

Shade sighed twice into the palm of his hand, then dug out the first shovelful of soil.

Priest August nodded:

"First dig up and check the condition of the remains. It's eight o'clock now. Those corpses usually move after eleven o'clock. We still have three hours."

"It's enough to deal with this kind of grave."

The doctor is also very motivated. Priest August rarely takes the initiative to ask other people for help, but he still does this kind of help. This is also new to him.

With two strong laborers, Shad and the doctor, it would not be difficult to dig a grave under the moonlit night. Soon the mound grew higher and higher, and then the shovel hit the coffin underground.

It was a wooden coffin that had decayed over time. Shade and the doctor threw the shovels aside, and then they both raised their hands neatly:

"Get up~"

The coffin board that was nailed together bounced open, but fell to the side quite smoothly. Shade glanced at the tombkeeper's hut, which was still silent, and then the three people beside the grave pit looked at the coffin. As expected, the corpse inside was in a state of decay.

"After all, it's been almost a hundred years, time~"

Priest Augustus sighed with emotion. He jumped down into the grave pit, put on gloves and carefully inspected the bones:

"No problem, the corpse is intact and has not been contaminated by other forces. In fact, if it is made into a trap, the explosive 'corpse explosion' technique is the most powerful and will also harm the corpse. But we have no grievances with the old gentleman lying here. There is no hatred, and it is not good to destroy his body rashly."

The doctor and Shade on the side nodded together, and then they were surprised to find that the other party was not surprised by the priest's words.

"Then let's set other traps, but since it's still early, I can try channeling."

The priest said, placing his palm against the bones' muddy forehead. After a moment, he frowned again:

"wrong."

"What's wrong?"

The doctor asked with great interest. Although he was good at demonic power, he really had no research on corpses.

"The corpse itself has not been infected by the power, but his soul is still sleeping inside the corpse and has not left."

The priest in the tomb held the head and analyzed it professionally:

"This is not normal. Even if someone has an obsession and turns into a ghost, there will be no movement for so many years. Wait a minute, let me take a look at the whisper element. It turns out that it is like this, some kind of relic that controls the soul. After forcing him to die, The soul cannot leave the body.”

"The angelic relic [Soul Storybook] is most likely this. The same goes for the corpses on the island. After death, the soul cannot leave. I have never come into contact with the corpses of the townspeople other than the Edwards family who fled the island. It's really impossible. Thinking that even after they left that island, their souls still couldn’t rest in peace.”

Shade said, and the priest nodded:

"This inference is very reasonable. Both flesh and soul are used as ritual materials, which is consistent with the ascension technique you described. However, although it can channel spirits, in order not to cause feedback from the power of the relic that controls the soul, it is You can only ask three questions. It just so happens that there are three of us here, and each of us can ask one question."

PS: The picture in this chapter is "Siris Lassus".