Whispering Verse

The red butterflies flying in the mottled tree shadows are reflected in the eyes, and no one wants to break the tranquility of this moment.

For a long time, Helen squirmed and moved her position so that her head could rest more comfortably, and then she said softly:

"You know, sir. In those 22-year reincarnations, whenever my sister and I could meet again and travel the world together, we would pick a dense forest at the best time of summer sunshine, and then Lying on the grass, resting your head on your head, letting the black and white skirts spread out, just like now, watching the mottled shadows of the trees together without saying anything."

"Helen and I can watch it all day long, and then we get up together at dusk, walk out of the forest, and walk towards the city against the setting sun."

Grace also said softly, Shade pursed his lips and put his arms around their shoulders. The two sisters also noticed Shade's movements, with a slight smile on their faces.

"Thousands of years, just like a blink of an eye."

Helen continued speaking softly.

"We've been chasing one thing after another for 21 years, and most of the time, we don't even stop to look at the scenery around us."

"We are like butterflies trapped in time. Although the real time keeps moving forward, we are still constantly looping, chasing, waiting, and reuniting every 22 years, and then facing similar stories again.

"Year after year, again and again, it's been so long."

"Yes, it has been so long. From that drinking party to when Helen finally heard about the detective Sparrow Hamilton opening a detective agency in St. Teresa Square in Tobesk, it has been really too long. ”

For Shade, this is less than a year, but for them, this has already spanned the fifth and sixth eras. The story of Red Butterfly started with the cocktail party that Shade participated in and ended with the fight between Shade and the vampire god at the lakeside. But now, their fate has begun to turn again.

What has happened cannot be changed, so Shade will no longer worry about whether it is good or bad. What he was thinking about at the moment was still what happened on Thursday night.

Lying in the snow with him, they knew what Shade was thinking:

"Sir, that is our own decision. We will not regret it, so what are you worrying about?"

"We have been waiting for so many years and have already thought about everything. This is our mutual decision, not a momentary impulse or to repay a favor."

They turned left and right, leaving kiss marks on Shade's left and right faces respectively. There was only a few entanglements left in Shade's heart, and they suddenly disappeared at this moment, looking at the scenery under the shadow of the trees. . Originally, I chased him out because I wanted to ask what happened that night, but this question has no meaning now.

They also saw Sha De's thoughts from his expression and movements. Helen hugged Shade's arm:

"Really, sir, we don't want you to be responsible. Why are you so entangled in this matter?"

"I can actually be responsible."

"No, only we ourselves are responsible for ourselves. We are no one's butterflies, we are free butterflies. Only when we miss you do we belong to you."

Grace corrected, while Helen laughed happily again.

The two sisters each took one of Shade's hands and stood up. Their blue eyes looked at Shade, who was still lying down, and then they held their free hand in front of Shade. The increasingly blurred and scattered swarm of red butterflies covered Sha De's body. When the flying red butterflies flew aside again, making the forest more beautiful, the eighteen-year-old girl in a black and white dress had already clenched her left and right hands. took Shade's hands.

Probably because she used to be a witch, in this state, she is only slightly shorter than Shade. Therefore, with this movement, her blue eyes can directly look into Shade's eyes on the snow below.

Compared to the first time they met at the Vampire God's cocktail party, there was less cowardice and confusion in those eyes now, and more maturity and joy. She looked at him and he looked at them.

There is no need to speak, everything is said without words. So, she let go of Sha De's hand, supported her hands on the snow on both sides of Sha De's head, leaned over slightly, and pressed her lips to Sha De's lips. Shade also folded his arms and hugged the passionate girl.

"Sir, you have had close contact with witches and those human girls. Is this your first close contact with a human relic?"

I don't know who is chuckling in my ears, the snow is still falling, and red butterflies are flying under the shadow of the trees, like a red tide, as if they are singing a song. Red butterflies dotted the grass in the forest, and the falling snow dotted the red butterflies and him.

The hand he held again was no longer let go by Shade, and the swaying butterflies seemed to embellish the dense forest with a hint of shy red. The black hair of the Red Butterfly Twins, considered to have a curse, swayed in the tide of red butterflies, and their clothes melted into the light. The gorgeous pair of huge red butterfly wings that grew from behind her were mottled in the shadows of the trees. The snow with the dancing red butterflies gradually closed up, shyly hiding a new story belonging to a stranger and sisters who have gone through thousands of years.

The two sisters have a different kind of love for each other that goes beyond family affection, like mutual torture and mutual love. They have a completely different but stronger friendship with the stranger who saved them. When this relationship lasted for thousands of years, spanning the fifth and sixth eras, until today it turned into a sweet and green fruit that was swallowed by Shade. He was hugged by the red butterflies in the butterfly wings, and was hugged by two pairs of blue butterflies. As he looked at it, he suddenly felt that maybe today's cup of "Red Butterfly Blood Brewing" was brewed by himself using his own method.

It is indeed bitter, but it is also delicious and sweet.

The witches in the Green Lake Hotel did not wait for Shade and the sisters to come back for lunch. Instead, they saw more and more red butterflies flying out of every corner of the forest. Miss Sylvia originally wanted to go to the forest to look for them, but was stopped by the smiling Granny Cassandra:

"Let them talk and we won't bother them."

The old witch looked out the window and saw the large swaths of red butterflies in the forest, as if they were about to ignite the entire forest into fiery red:

"This is my long-cherished wish that has lasted for many years."

Touching deeply into the soul, Shade gained the deepest understanding of Grace and Helen's situation. The blood-sucking god took away a quarter of their souls during the battle at the lakeside of Sikal Mountain, and the power of the mythical "Sleeping Princess" allowed them to stay again but suppressed and sealed them who should have left. Most of their memories and powers, the power of the divine creation "Butterfly Summoning Flute" gradually suppressed the whispers of resurrection, making the magical miraculous power they possess more active.

Now, in the "seven-in-one" state, they have absorbed the power of the old gods in the red orb, and at the same time have become the chosen ones of half of the space, or in other words, they themselves are the chosen ones. The power of the ancient gods in a space directly related to the old gods [Twin Gods] further changed the situation of the two sisters.

They are still relics, and this cannot be changed, but their power has become purer and stronger due to the cleansing of the Chosen One Ritual. Although Shade was unable to judge the classification of the relics, the two sisters did not count the powers that were still sealed. The power they possessed at this moment exceeded their previous power in their heyday.

Fusion with Dorothy and Lesia to become true "space chosen ones" would make them much weaker.

The traces of the whispering elements further receded in their bodies and souls, and the relic [Red Butterfly Twins] changed from its roots. The relic became the chosen one, something that no one had ever imagined. But when this happens, the whispering power of the relics does not conflict with the power of miracles, but makes them stronger and purer.

Although Lecia and Dorothy also received huge benefits from the Chosen Ceremony, that was more reflected in their potential to become the Thirteenth Ring in the future.

The two sisters, who have reached the pinnacle of this era in the material world, are not ring magicians at all. Therefore, the power increase brought by the status of the chosen ones is more direct and obvious. They can now be said to be.

"Sir, can you, can you concentrate more?"

The girl hugging his neck said breathlessly, her long black hair falling onto Shade's face. Shade apologized softly, and in the small cocoon-like space formed by the wings of the red butterfly, he raised his head and kissed the happy girl again.

In short, compared to Lecia and Dorothy, the impact of the status of the chosen ones on Grace and Helen is more profound and important. "Desire" is a humanoid agnostic relic, but now they clearly have the ability similar to desire, which can change the surrounding environment to a certain extent as long as it appears.

Of course, they are definitely not the opponent of "Desire" now. After all, the latter has experienced a longer and longer time, while the little Red Butterfly girls are just "young people" who have spanned an era change. But they already have that potential, the potential to reach the unknown level.

"Sir, as I said just now, at least for now, don't think about other girls, okay?"

She complained softly, but there was a clear smile on her lips.

When Helen held Shade's arm and Grace walked behind the two of them, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon when they returned to the Green Lake Hotel together.

Megan still didn't realize what was happening, and called to Shade, asking him if he wanted to have dinner together later, or if he should take a few bites to fill his stomach now.

Miss Aurora saw the clues and looked at the three people who came back suspiciously. After a moment of hesitation, she came close to Megan and whispered a few words. Only then did the great witch of wisdom and knowledge look at him dumbfounded and understood Xia. What did De do in the afternoon:

"He can also use relics?"

PS: The picture in this chapter is "Twin Red Butterflies: Butterfly Dance".

The picture is of Grace and Helen after the fusion, when they were eighteen years old.