Whispering Verse

During the conversation just now, Shade had been thinking about the witch. His final opinion was that he couldn't just pretend he didn't know about the matter, but at least he had to find out what the other party's attitude was.

He coughed, asked the maid who had already walked to the door to wait, and then looked at the duchess behind the desk:

"Miss Carina, there is actually one more thing I want to say. I recently learned some strange historical stories from the library of St. Byrons."

"about what?"

"About...the witch."

From the corner of his eye, he saw the maid Tifa standing in front of the door, completely blocking the door. At this moment, Shade doubted whether he was right to talk about this matter now, but instead of cooperating with each other with mutual suspicion until one day the conflict broke out, it was better to make it clear from the beginning.

After all, now that divinity is close to him, if the other party really wants to cause trouble, it will definitely not be Sha De who is unlucky.

"Witch... Detective, what do you want to talk about?"

She looked at Shade.

"I learned a common sense from the books. The witches of the Fifth Age... gained great power but were also cursed."

The black-haired maid frowned and looked at Shade, and then looked at Miss Carina with some confusion.

The duchess's expression was still very natural:

"That's it, keep talking."

The voice is very soft.

Shade also looked at the great witch of the Witch Council, and as he spoke, he guessed her expression:

"Witches are infertile and have an indescribable hatred for men. Direct physical contact will cause this disgust to be greatly amplified. This can also explain why there are no records of witch emperors leaving any heirs... "

After a slight pause to make sure that the other person's emotions were still normal, he continued:

"I also learned a little trick. Witches will use the way they hold men's wrists to determine their true gender."

The person on the sofa and the person behind the desk looked at each other. It was difficult to judge the meaning in the witch's eyes:

"Indeed, that's why some people think that the witches in the Council are all 'handkerchief lovers'. In fact, it's just that they can't choose. So, detective, what do you want to express?"

The conversation has reached a critical moment, and both parties are sensing the current atmosphere. Shade leaned forward slightly:

"I want to know...since you can judge the gender, and I obviously can't trigger that curse, so...Miss Carina, what exactly do you want from me?"

He asked seriously, but didn't get an immediate answer.

The room became so quiet that Shade thought that even if Mia suddenly appeared now, she would make a loud noise when she stepped on the soft carpet.

While Shade was thinking wildly, the red-haired duchess laughed:

"Looking at your expression just now, I thought you wanted to ask about something important like "The Whispering Psalms." Oh, did I say the "Muttering Psalms"? You pretend you didn't hear it. But just this question? It's very simple. Of course it's very Simple."

At least judging from this answer, the conversation was a success.

The witch suddenly stood up from the chair, and Shade also stood up. Seeing the Duchess walking towards her quickly, he immediately dodged and was easily grabbed by the wrist.

At this moment, Shade maintained the highest level of vigilance, ready to use the power in his soul and life ring at any time.

"You are not a woman."

Miss Carina said.

"Of course, didn't the makeup box you asked me to get prove it? Moreover, the physiological reaction and appearance of my body are indeed not that of a woman."

Shade replied, trying to free his hand like last time, but he couldn't do it at all. He looked at the red-haired woman in front of him inquiringly, and the latter looked at him without showing any signs of weakness.

The two were very close, and this closeness allowed Shade to easily smell the scent of makeup on each other.

"You are not a woman, you are a man."

she said again.

"Of course, haven't you tested your potion?"

Shade added, looking into each other's dark golden eyes:

"Or...do you want to verify it in other ways?"

He deliberately said suggestive words to get the other person to let go. But the duchess didn't care at all. She just looked at Shade's expression:

"Whether I see you up close or come into direct contact, I will not have any uncomfortable reaction. I have investigated your past and found that you are indeed a human being, but it does not conform to the common sense I know. You are Man, this should be no problem..."

She looked down, but only stayed at a subtle angle for a second before looking away:

"If you don't mind verifying it in other ways, I can help you find some high-end prostitutes."

The maid watching this scene next to them coughed loudly, probably because she was really choked.

Shade looked into his eyes:

"Miss Carina, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I don't do anything, I just want you to stay with me. I only need to know this kind of secret."

When you see her smiling up close, you can clearly see the short hairs on her fair skin next to the corners of her lipsticked mouth.

"You want to study me?"

He frowned.

"Research? No, generations of powerful Witch Emperors in the Fifth Era have studied the curse of the entire era, but to no avail. I am much weaker than them, and I am not that kind of genius researcher. Why waste time doing this? Things. So, it is enough for you to stay with me and let me have this secret exclusively. You can understand that... I am collecting you."

This statement made Shade very uncomfortable.

"Collect me?"

"This statement is probably not appropriate. You can understand that I want to watch the only man that the witches can contact grow and become stronger. It is like watching an ordinary dirty antique transform into a powerful man step by step. Relics. This process is a rare pleasure in life. It is not difficult for me to help you. And I would like to know if you can discover the reasons for your abnormalities when you grow up. This may be able to Help us.”

Shade's figure was reflected in his golden eyes, and Shade believed that his own eyes must also reflect the woman close at hand. He reasoned that this conversation would definitely cause some conflicts, and he did not expect such a result. But this result is not bad. The other party has no ulterior motives. Of course he is very happy:

"If that's all, Miss Carina, I'm glad to have aroused your interest, and I'm also happy to maintain our... cooperative relationship."

"I'm also happy to help you all the time, not only because you are the only man I can touch, but also because I really admire you. Shade Suellen Hamilton, I haven't met someone as interesting as you for a long time. As a human being, you are different from everyone else. Of course..."

Her smile once again showed that charm that was obviously beyond human nature, which was not normal:

"If you can make me happy, I don't mind being with you..."

The maid at the door coughed again, but this time it was probably intentional to remind the duchess she was serving to be more dignified.

"I'm still a little concerned."

He stabilized his mind from the charm that was close at hand, which mainly relied on the woman's chuckle that came to his ears:

"Then our relationship is business as usual, it's just...what does this have to do with you grabbing my wrist?"

She smiled and then let go of Shade's hand, but did not continue talking about the topic that would cause the maid to continue coughing:

"I can't guarantee how the other witches in the council will treat you. After all, there are quite a few lunatics in the council. If other witches come to the area, I will notify you in advance, and you should not take the initiative to provoke them."

Turning around and looking at his maid:

"Tifa, take this curious gentleman to learn etiquette quickly. We don't have much time. Remember to get yourself some water when you come back. I found that you have been coughing. It seems that your throat is uncomfortable."

"Please wait a moment, Miss Carina, I still have many things to ask."

Before the maid lady spoke, Shade spoke first, but the duchess, who had been "enthusiastic" to Shade just now, had no intention of continuing the conversation. She shook her head at Shade regretfully:

"Next time, Mr. Knight, but I allow you to ask one more question."

"Is she a witch?"

Shade pointed at Miss Tifa Servet. He actually had many questions, and the key to this question was not the identity of the maid, but how many real witches there were in the Witches Council in the sixth era.

The answer to this question can make Shade understand a lot of things.

It was the black-haired maid who answered the question:

"Only the thirteen most powerful witches in the council are witches in the true sense. Although the others also have some of the power of witches, they are basically just borrowing the power of relics, and can only be regarded as candidates for witches. Only after one of the thirteen witches dies can a candidate be eligible to compete for the vacated parliamentary seat. So, Mr. Hamilton, I am not a witch."

"Then what's going on with me? Why doesn't your witch curse work? And..."

Shade also wanted to ask questions, such as whether the Great Witch inherited the power of the Witch, or whether she really had both the "Witch" of the Fifth Age and the "Circle Warlock" of the Sixth Age.

"That's the end of the question, detective. See you later. If you still doubt that you are not a man, go find the prostitute in the alley yourself. If you have the answer, remember to tell me. If you want to know more secrets, the ring of transformation, or you Reached the High Circle.”

Miss Carina said with a smile, then nodded to the maid, and Miss Servit calmly opened the door to the study. Therefore, although it was confirmed that Miss Carina, the great witch, had no ill intentions toward him, the conversation that Shade regarded as a "showdown" ended easily.

There was no expected conflict, no deliberate denial. Carina Cavendi then admitted the facts Shade had obtained and left him with more questions.

But this at least allowed Shade to confirm one thing. The Witch Council is very likely to know the truth about the era changes between the Fifth Era and the Sixth Era, and to know the many secrets of the thirteen Witch Emperors. It is even possible that they directly know the true meaning of "The Whispering Canto".

And all this needs to be learned by Shade from Miss Carina in the future.

"But at least I found my way and didn't let the secrets crash into me."

This was Shade's thought as he followed the black-haired maid.

The Duchess had foreseen in advance that she would teach Shade etiquette, so she also found an etiquette teacher in advance, the same one she had before the last card game.

Probably because Shade was about to receive the "knight title", this somewhat feminine middle-aged man wearing a white wig and old-style palace clothes had a somewhat different attitude towards Shade this time.

After boring study, Shade originally wanted to chat with Miss Carina again, but the maid Tifa asked him to go back to the first floor to wait. The duchess had other guests to meet.

Xia De didn't know whether it was true or not, but since the other party didn't want to see him, he didn't force it. As I walked down the stairs, I was still thinking about my attitude towards getting along with Miss Carina in the future. His eyes wandered aimlessly from the steps at his feet to the downstairs, and then he stopped abruptly. From a height, he actually saw a figure that seemed to be Miss Bayas wearing a long dress, flashing among the crowd in the banquet hall on the first floor.

"Um?"

The first reaction was not to think about what the other party was going to do, but to reach out and touch the relic in his pocket.

Because today is "Sunday night", it is a time when Shade is particularly vigilant, so under his seemingly neat formal dress, almost all of his belongings are hidden.

He hurriedly walked down the stairs, wanting to see what Miss Bayas was going to do. But she was still seen upstairs, but when I returned to the first floor, I could only see gentlemen talking to each other about politics, and ladies greeting each other and talking about their outfits.

"Am I wrong?"

He stood in the center of the crowd and thought, and then asked in his mind:

"Did you feel the element of Miss Bayas just now?"

【distance is too far. 】

"Well, if you find her later, remember to remind me."

For the next twenty minutes, Shade walked around the banquet hall, wondering if he could find other acquaintances, but on this occasion, the other four people in the group had no reason to come.

Instead, he met Captain Rades again. The captain grabbed Shade with a blushing face and introduced Shade to the friends he had met in the military.

The gentlemen attending the banquet wearing Army uniforms were all active officers still serving. Captain Rades himself was a lieutenant, and naturally all of his friends also had military ranks. Among them, the oldest-looking middle-aged man with a brown beard is actually an active Royal Army lieutenant colonel in Delrayon. This is a very remarkable status.

Before the king appeared, Shade did not leave the captain, but listened to a group of officers sharing things on the southern front. Captain Rades had been criticized for being the "Eight-Gun Captain" some time ago. Now that he has the opportunity to return to the front line, his friends who originally made fun of him no longer mentioned that matter.

I learned from Captain Rades about today's banquet that the young detective was also one of the protagonists, so Shade was naturally welcomed by them. After everyone accepted Shade's business card, Shade curiously inquired from the soldiers who knew the most about the front lines about the possibility of another all-out war between Delarion and Kasonrik in recent decades.

This is related to his life. Once a full-scale war breaks out and peace breaks out and the war begins, no one will be unaffected.

Under the crystal chandelier overhead, the officers holding wine glasses looked at each other. Captain Rades looked at the lieutenant colonel, who nodded cautiously and answered the question. He probably had stayed on the southern front for too long, and his accent was a little strange:

"Mr. Hamilton, you shouldn't ask us that question."

The left hand that is not holding the wine glass points to himself:

"It's not us who decide this."

Pointing to the group of middle-aged gentlemen not far away talking about recent tax policies:

"It's not you."

Finally point to a higher floor:

"But them."

Shade quite understood what he meant and couldn't help but shake his head. Most of the others had similar expressions, so Captain Rades took the initiative to raise his glass:

"To peace."

Although the others did not speak, they all raised their glasses to clink with him.

The banquet hall was bustling with people drinking and drinking. No one likes war except those with vested interests. But most of the time, the start of a war will not be decided by people who hate war.

Shade sincerely hopes that the peace between Delarion and Kasonric can continue forever. After all, the epic of the Sixth Age has begun, and the world is already chaotic enough.