Whispering Verse

"It's simple, no problem."

Dorothy nodded, and then Luvia said to Miss Carina:

"After I left Tobesk, you were the only ones left with Shade. Although Tobesk has little involvement with Moon Bay, I ask you to take good care of Shade while you live here."

"Of course."

The duchess also nodded, while Shade complained:

"Why do you say I look like a child?"

Luvia ignored Shade’s complaint:

"Shade, you go to Moon Bay early tomorrow morning as a target for the [one-hit killer gun]. By the way, I would like to inform the witches in the manor that Belindle Manor should have defense means to prevent 'illegal intrusions' like me." , remember to ask them to temporarily stop the ceremony."

"OK."

Shade also nodded, and then felt that Luvia, who arranged everything in such a majestic manner, was inexplicably very handsome. He only thought of this adjective for the moment.

"One last thing."

The girl with purple eyes said again, but this time there was a smile on her lips, and there was also a smile in her eyes looking at Shade:

"If I remember correctly, you used your perfume bottle clean last Sunday, and now the bottle isn't even a third full of liquid?"

"Yes, you didn't see the situation at that time. Any spell cast in the dragon form is more powerful, but the cost is greater."

The three ladies looked at each other and laughed:

"Then you are very busy tonight. In order to deal with possible crises, your transformation skills - dragon and moon halo, giant form are all very energy-consuming. Put little Mia in the closet or give it to the maid. This time Don’t do any more experiments.”

Shade blinked, looked towards the bedroom with the door open, and nodded slightly.

As the night gets darker, the maids who are still busy at the end are getting ready to take a rest at No. 6 Saint Teresa Square.

The first floor is different from the upstairs in that it is not divided into two different rooms, but is an entire large residence. Therefore, although there are many maids who take care of Miss Carina on a daily basis and assist her in handling government affairs, eight single beds in the master bedroom and five or six single beds in two large side bedrooms are enough for them to rest. .

In Tifa's absence, Miss Martha Scott, who has long black curly hair, temporarily took over the role of head maid. She was the last one to return to the room. After turning off the lights, she found that the other seven people had not fallen asleep yet.

"Aren't you sleeping yet?"

Although there is no light in the room, the "dark vision" of the witch's followers is very good. She just made a slight mouth gesture and others understood. So the young girl with straight brown hair in the next bed pointed in the direction upstairs, and then everyone showed ambiguous expressions.

The nights in Tobesk are always so deep. When the cat in the bedroom closet curls up and falls asleep in the temporary cat nest made of Shad's old clothes, the girls on the bed are either holding Shad's arms or When she fell asleep in his arms, the ritual that Shade had arranged in advance in the bedroom before going to bed lit up slightly under the bed.

Of course they all knew that Shade had arranged the ceremony, and they also obeyed Shade's request. Only he could sleep on the pillow tonight - the red crescent-shaped ornament was under the pillow. He was worried that instead of seeing the one, the girls had seen the one.

So when Shade also fell into a deep dream, the ritual array on the floor gradually lit up with a faint light, and the red crescent moon under the pillow also shimmered slightly.

Not only that, Shade also temporarily placed the three "key slates" that opened the [Silver Moon Library] under the bed. At this moment, the three slates were also dyed red by the light of the ceremony.

However, nothing strange happened to Shade in the dream. The vast dark blue starry sky was above his head, and he stood on the familiar endless fields, looking up at the huge silver moon disk and stars.

The gentle night breeze blew by, and Xia De, who felt comfortable, asked suspiciously:

"So, this is a failure?"

"She" smiled softly:

[Maybe you should take a walk nearby instead of looking at the moon all the time. 】

"That makes sense."

It's not that Shade has never tried to walk around in this dream of the silver moon, but no matter where he goes in the past, the scenery that makes his soul peaceful has always remained unchanged. Sometimes he even feels that sooner or later, he will create something based on this dream. New Mystery Lock.

But this time, after just walking a few dozen steps in a random direction, a gloomy grove appeared in front of him.

All the trees in the forest had no leaves, and their branches were like the thick-knuckled curved fingers of the evil witch in the story.

The foreigner in the dream realized that something had invaded his peaceful dream. He had developed the habit of using the thaumaturgy [Moon Dream] to restore his own state before falling asleep. He felt that he was fully capable of transforming this forest and the forest. The scenery behind him expelled him, but he did not do so.

He lowered his head and looked at his own attire, and then his slightly daily attire changed into a formal black suit, and the hickeys on his shoulders and neck disappeared. The tie that appeared in his imagination was originally a few little Mias jumping around on a black background, but Shade felt that this was very informal, so he changed the tie into a normal one without patterns.

After entering the forest, the huge silver moon above the head seemed to have been following Shade, and it was dyed blood red little by little.

And as he walked silently through the forest, he clearly felt that he was entering the edge between a dream and some kind of strange realm.

Soon, a small clearing appeared in the forest of dead trees. In the clearing was a small round stone table. On both sides of the table were placed a red tree that seemed to have taken root on the ground. Wooden wing chair.

"The scene was so small, I thought it would be a castle under the moon."

Shade muttered softly, straightened his tie again, and then walked over.

There was nothing on the stone table, and there was no one else around the stone table, so Shade randomly chose a chair and sat down. Then he lightly tapped the table with his fingers, and the layer of floating dust disappeared, revealing the star map of March across the sky depicted on the round table.

Shade carefully looked at the star chart, which was more like a ritual array, then raised his head and said to "Mr. Bernhardt" sitting opposite him:

"Why are you the only one who has a wine glass and not me?"

"Mr. Bernhardt", who was wearing a red formal suit, raised his eyebrows while holding a red wine glass:

"This is your dream. I am a guest invited by you. Why should I provide you with a wine glass?"

This made so much sense, so Shade stretched out his hand and watched as cracks appeared on his fingertips, and golden traces of light spread all over his body.

He didn't pay attention to the "divine afterglow" state at this time, but also fished out a wine glass from the air with his right hand. After placing it on the table and watching the red liquid level inside rise little by little, he clasped his hands together and looked at the vampire across the table:

"I'm actually surprised that you actually want to come see me."

Even he himself was surprised by his calm tone at the moment.

"Why are you surprised? We don't have any fundamental conflicts. Besides, haven't you been helping my believers?"

There was no wind in the dead woods under the red moon, and their voices were very clear. "Mr. Bernhardt" said, stretching out his right hand holding the wine glass, so Shade also picked up the wine glass and clinked it with him on top of the round table.

"What you should be thinking about now is, why should I help you?"

The vampire in red asked, while Shade drank the red wine in his dream:

"You shouldn't ask me what chips I can offer, but what I can give. Let's make it clear first, Grace and Helen won't give it to you."

The vampire sneered:

"Why do you think I would still want the wine you have tasted? That wine has been 'contaminated' by you, and my taste is not that bad. Besides, you have already won their love that time at Sikal Mountain. Ownership, I won’t go back on my word.”

Shade didn't know that the other party had thought about being scared away by the "cat" guarding the Hongdie sisters afterwards.

"Since you came to my dream, you must have already thought about what you want me to pay. Tell me, we can talk about it."

Shade put down his glass, and "Mr. Bernhardt" also put down the glass. Putting his elbows on the stone table, his slender and slender fingers were bent one after another, and then he held his hands together:

"I know what you want to do. It should be said that you are very wise. The unknown eldest son of the ancient god does deserve to be treated with caution. To call me, you need at least three symbols of vampires, a suitable divine body, and ten believers. My call to prayer, that’s the minimum requirement.”

Compared with last year's god-summoning ceremony in the lake at the foot of Mount Sikal, the requirements for this ceremony are indeed very low. But holding a ceremony does not mean that He will definitely come. The God-calling ceremony is equivalent to "opening the door" and "writing a letter." As for whether he gets a response, it depends on His own wishes.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Shade was prepared to give a drop of his divinity, or even a few drops of his divinity. After obtaining the divinity attached to the "nameless flesh and blood" in the ancient battlefield from the depths of the ocean, Shade now still has three drops of divinity.

One drop is used to promote the seventh ring to the eighth ring, and one drop is used to burn itself. If the other party is not satisfied with one drop, Shade also plans to use [Profane Cross] to find a way to get another drop, and then meet his needs.

But the facts prove that the outsiders have not yet completed the path of sublimation of the twelve gods after all, and they still do not understand the gods:

"What do you want? What does the wealth and power of the material world mean to an existence like me? My request is: If a vampire has a chance to become the chosen one of 'Light' this time, I don't ask You help him, but you can’t stop him.”

"Mr. Bernhardt" said calmly. The red moon hanging above the clearing in the dead forest had almost turned both of their faces red. Golden light streaks penetrated Shade's eyes, and the eyes of the familiar face across the table were completely blood red.