Whispering Verse

"Speaking of which, today is Monday. I went out early in the morning and haven't picked up this week's gifts yet."

So before taking Iluna and Luvia to the third floor, Shade went to the basement and picked up the gift box. Because the incident in the Green Lake area has ended, he has no other adventure plans except to visit Miss Gothe recently, so he is not expecting to obtain any great items.

This was indeed the case. He did take out another ordinary item, and it was a very familiar ordinary item. The manuscript paper is written with beautiful cursive Delrayon letters in blue ink, and the title of the content is "Family Past":

"This is the handwritten manuscript of the twenty-fourth story in Hamilton's Detective Stories?"

This story was inspired by the love and hatred of the Edwards family that lasted for two hundred years. Dorothy did not use real character relationships, but conceived another complex set of relationships herself, so that "Detective Hamilton" accidentally received the call one day. The young daughter of this declining mysterious family is entrusted by the wandering family to search for the missing photos of her parents in the family's old house, thereby gradually revealing the story of the entire family.

Dorothy took advantage of her "vacation" time at the Green Lake Hotel to write a very long story this time. The serialization in "Steambird Daily" could not be completed in two or three issues. Before the Battle of Green Lake, she commissioned Shade to send the beginning of the story to the editorial office of "Steambird Daily". The editors who read the story were full of praise for it and thought it would be the "Hamilton Detective Stories" Another peak of the story.

What's more important is that this handwritten story manuscript, signed by Dorothy, was given to Iluna as a gift by the blond writer on Iluna's birthday, which happened last week.

So not only Shad, but Iluna and Luvia also recognized it.

"An exact replica? No, if all the details are the same, then it's not a replica."

It had been almost a year since this relic had been in his hands, and this was the first time that Shade had taken out something he had seen before. The eighteen-year-old girl looked at Shade sheepishly. Luvia quietly pulled Shade's sleeve to remind her, so Shade gave her this week's gift:

"Iluna, this belongs to you."

"Very good!"

An unabashed smile immediately appeared on her face.

"But don't you already have one?"

Luvia curiously asked Iluna, who nodded:

"Yes, but this is a collection that needs to be carefully preserved. Now that we have a second copy, we can keep one copy and use the other carefully for viewing."

As for this week's task, it is up to me to tell a short story for anyone, even a cat. It doesn’t need to be original, as long as it tells a story.

Iluna received the gift again and was naturally very happy. Then Shade led them to the third floor to visit the extra "Room 3". They could all see Shade's excitement about this, but when Iluna asked about the decoration of the room, Shade hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

Although it is true that I have eaten soft rice, there is still a big difference whether I say it personally or not.

Of course, Shade did not forget to mention to Iluna and Luvia the gift given by the church to the "God Caller". The sage-level relic [Star Trace] was taken out by Shade to play with. He liked the appearance of this relic very much, and he also liked the fact that it could be easily carried.

The three of them spent this Monday afternoon at No. 6 Saint Teresa Square. As the evening approached, dinner, cakes and bouquets were all delivered. Only then did Iluna realize that Shade and Luvia really wanted to arrange a birthday party for her. After thanking her sheepishly, she immersed herself in this rare "holiday". ” atmosphere.

The sumptuous dinner, the candles again lit on the cake, the beautiful bouquet, and the ruby-colored wine formed Shade's most profound impression of this night.

Luvia was in a high mood and drank a lot of wine, which was rare. When the three of them clinked their glasses above the candles, Iluna's eyes seemed a little red. Although the sentimental girl was eighteen years old, she was still as simple and innocent as before. This was a compliment.

But no matter how unforgettable the night is, it will always end. The two people who have just returned to Tobesk have their own things to do, and they will re-enter the life of the big city tomorrow. So at 8:30 pm, they all said goodbye and left.

Luvia ordered Shade to send Iluna back, and she took the carriage back to her apartment alone.

But in fact, when Shade returned home after seeing off Iluna, the purple-eyed soothsayer lady not only did not leave, but had already put on a pink and purple nightgown, and stood at the second floor living room window holding a wine glass, looking at Night view of Saint Teresa Square.

"So, you just lied to Iluna?"

Shade asked with a smile. He bent down and put the cat on his shoulder on the floor, letting it run around the house on its own. Then he took off his coat, opened his arms and hugged the girl who was coming with the wine glass.

"I celebrated her birthday today, but after the birthday party, she left me but stayed. What do you want me to say?"

She leaned her head on Shade's arms and listened to the powerful and familiar heartbeat:

"Do you want me to say: Oh, my dear Iluna, it is the adults' time next, so please leave quickly and don't disturb us!"

She shook her head slightly, which made Shade feel like she was imitating little Mia's movements of rubbing in his arms.

Putting the wine glass into Shade's hand, Luvia raised her arms and hugged Shade's neck. The strong taste of "blood-made red wine" on her lips during the kiss made this kiss more charming than any other.

After the kiss, she still held Shade's neck, her purple eyes filled with the kind of passion that almost ignited Shade's soul:

"Knight, are the twin witches interesting? Or is the pair of butterflies more interesting?"

Shade did not need to answer this question. She bit her lip and made a request to the knight tonight:

"I want you to treat me more enthusiastically than when you played with them. My knight~"

Luvia chose to spend her first night back in Tobesk at No. 6 St. Teresa Square, which Shade had already expected. But the enthusiasm she showed still surprised Shade.

He was almost certain that she must have encountered something on the way back, or at least thought of something, otherwise it wouldn't be like this. The greedy and passionate foreigner suddenly thought that it was his behavior that made Luvia feel a sense of crisis.

So at midnight, when he held the girl in his arms and talked about his love, he even apologized for it.

But Luvia still has the same attitude as before:

"I said, as long as it helps our cause, I don't care. Your influence on the Witch Council has become more and more profound, and your bond with the Red Butterfly Twins has become unbreakable. Why do you need to apologize to me?"

The bedroom was a little stuffy because the lights were not turned on. The sound of the cat in the closet scratching the door had long since disappeared. Shade gently stroked her hair:

"Every time you say that, I feel very sad."

"But you're still going to keep doing it, aren't you?"

She gently bit Shade's neck, and then said in his ear:

"What games did you play with those sisters? Try it with me too."

"I don't think you'll like it."

"What's wrong with giving it a try? Can they do it but I can't? Knight, is this your loyalty to me?"

Therefore, even if Shade used "Soul Whip" with minimal force, the purple-eyed girl still showed an unusually serious reaction. Afterwards, when she huddled in Shade's arms and prepared to fall asleep, she was still lamenting that the witches were indeed mentally disturbed:

"They actually like this kind of thing. I don't deny that it's a little exciting, but it's too... How did they come up with such an idea?"

After the hot night, Luvia left early Tuesday morning without even eating breakfast, as if she was worried about bumping into someone else.

But in fact, no one else visited Shad this early morning. Priest August and Dr. Schneider were still on their way back. Captain Rades, who was temporarily transferred back to Tobesk, would not be able to visit Shad soon.

Life seemed to have returned to its original state, and he and the cat had breakfast alone. While washing the dishes, I was still thinking whether to go to Green Island to continue sorting out the books or to go to Huntington City to get the chess piece first.

Lecia helped Shade make the third choice.

Because of Shad's relationship with Miss Carina, Lesia could not visit here often. This morning, she asked her maid to deliver a letter to Shad.

So an hour later, Shade appeared at the horse farm outside the Marquis Le Maire's estate outside the city.

The Marquis de Le Maire and Mrs. Le Maire, Chad's former client who inherited property in Coldwater Port, are not related although they have the same surname. As for the manor and horse farm, together with the Lakeview Manor, which Shade was quite familiar with, they surrounded the entire Schluch Lake.

So the way to the racecourse is the way to Lakeview Estate.

Although it snowed a few days ago, the snowflakes have melted and it is a nice day again. There is no fog outside the city, and there are cotton-like clouds floating in the blue sky, which makes people feel more relaxed and happy. The sunlight was even a bit dazzling, so Lecia and Agelina sat under the awning of the VIP seats in the racecourse.

"Good morning, Shade."

This was the first time Lesia had seen Shad since she returned to Tobesk, but considering this was a public place, she still maintained her restraint.

Her Royal Highness the Princess asked Shade to sit on her left side, which disappointed Agelina who was on Lesia's right side.

"Why do you have time to watch the horse racing today?"

Shade asked, holding her left hand. A faint smile appeared on the princess's face, but she still held up the telescope with her right hand to let herself see the situation in the field:

"After all the things at hand have been taken care of, of course you have to relax."