Whispering Verse

Chapter 2612 The Baron’s Story

Seeing that their side's strongest ring warlock suffered a disastrous defeat as soon as they fought against each other, the bear, eagle, snake and tiger all stopped. Thinking of the increase in power of "Transformation - Owlbear", they now doubted that the man with the owl standing on his shoulders was transformed by the dragon using "Human Transformation".

"Do you want to fight again?"

Shade asked as he stopped using the spell, and the white breath he exhaled lingered in the air for a long time.

The animals hesitated, but when they saw that the other did not answer, the owl, which felt the soul temperature and could not control itself, flew out from Shade's shoulder.

After landing, the gray-white thick fog spread, and behind the thick fog, the witch's new transformed posture appeared on the snow.

The fur is as white as snow, shimmering in the cold winter sun and blending in with the surrounding snowy landscape. The slender limbs stepped lightly on the snow, leaving shallow footprints with every step, as if outlining a dreamy painting on the snow-white canvas.

Above his head stands a shimmering horn, a symbol of purity and strength. The horn shines with a faint silver light, and the mane flutters gently in the wind. It is as soft as silk, complementing the snowflakes, like an elf in a fairyland.

"unicorn?"

Not only the five animals, but also Shade was surprised. Transforming into a unicorn is no easier than transforming into a dragon. What's more, he is standing behind the unicorn now, but he doesn't feel the fakeness of the unicorn at all:

"He is indeed a master of transfiguration!"

But the unicorn didn't say a word, just stood in front of Shade and looked at the animals. So the animals retreated together, and the owlbear that was knocked away by Shade's punch also climbed up from the snow. The five animals bowed to the unicorn together, and transformed back into human form in the green light:

"No need to fight, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding between us.

Only a truly kind and benevolent being could transform into such a noble and beautiful creature. Sorry, you are not our enemy. "

The five people came back in brown robes, and the pure white unicorn raised its head, looked back at Shade, and then turned back into an owl, cooing twice before flying back again. On Shade's shoulders.

Shade subconsciously raised his hand and touched her wings, and then immediately realized that this was not his own cat, so he pretended not to notice what he had done:

"Hermits of the [Forest Hermits], I am indeed not your enemy. I tracked that man from the distant future to the present to prevent him from further destroying the stability of time."

The high-level warlock who was injured by Shade's astonishing power just now suffered simple internal injuries, and his condition is much better at this time:

"Young man, we know that you come from a different time. But I'm sorry, please prove that you are not chasing him because you want to get the ownership of the tree hole, otherwise we will not let you see him again."

The five hermits stood together in the snow. Together they should not be able to defeat Shade and the Witch, but Shade had limited time and did not want to "persuade" these people through a meaningless battle:

"Proof? How can I prove it?"

He shook his head:

"Didn't you also protect him because of the secret of the tree hole?"

The hermits were not angry, and the high-level warlock who was still the leader replied:

"Through the power of our Lord, Vesta Grove has made a contract with us. Time and trees will protect us, but if we are greedy for the tree hole, time and trees will also punish us. The forest can prove this ”

Shade didn't understand what "forest proof" meant, but that didn't stop him from thinking of another thing:

"If it's the forest's approval, wait a minute, I found it. Look, can this prove it for me?"

He rummaged through his pocket and found the green star flower wreath that the elf girl in the forest had knitted for him, and then put the wreath on his head.

The owl on the shoulder stretched out its head and pecked the small silver-blue flowers, while the hermits had already bowed to Shade:

“Since you have been recognized by the Tree Father, you have naturally proven yourself.

I'm sorry for being hostile to you just now. Please come with us now and we will answer your questions. "

"I don't have much time to bother with you."

"Don't worry, our camp will be arriving soon."

Five hermits led the way, leading Shade deeper into the forest. They knocked on the trunk of a big tree not far away, and then a hole appeared in the big tree that was large enough for an adult to pass through.

But this tree hole does not connect different times, but connects different spaces. After passing through the tree hole, we entered deeper into the Vista Woodland. After walking for less than five minutes, we saw a small camp in the snow-covered woodland.

This reminded Shade of the caves (1105) he encountered in the Pantanal. These should be the same secrets of the Vesta Woods as the inextricable woods.

The low-level warlocks and Baron Cumming who left early were already in this small camp. In addition to the two of them, there were two low-level warlocks tending the campfire. So the high-level warlock among the five people who led the way talked with them and explained the matter clearly, and the group sat down in the camp.

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There were 10 people and 1 owl, and three bonfires were set up. In addition, there were five simple tents and some daily necessities scattered around the bonfires. Hot water, hot soup and potatoes were being boiled on the fire. Shade simply looked around the environment and looked at Baron Cumming and the high-level warlock:

"Who can tell us what happened?"

"Let him tell us. We only provide help. What happened has nothing to do with the hermit group."

Shade then looked at the baron, who was wrapped in the same robe as the hermits and roasting by the fire, but still looked at Shade vigilantly, obviously not wanting to say anything.

Shade then took out the book "Opening the Forest Gate: Our Animal Companions" and shook it.

"This is not yours, you can't take it!"

The baron, who had been silent, suddenly widened his eyes, then stood up angrily and rushed towards Shade, but was immediately stopped by the hermits:

"Please don't do anything in our camp, it's for your own good."

They warned Baron Cumming seriously, so the embarrassed middle-aged man sat down again dejectedly:

"I don't know who you are, or what you want to know. If you want to ask me a question, at least make your purpose clear."

Shade took the teacup handed over by the hermits, holding the teacup and looking at him sitting in the snow:

"I just want to figure it all out. Now at least you have to tell me why you stole your one-year-old wife in 1809?"

The baron cast an unbelievable look at him:

"How do you know?"

The hermits were busy with their own affairs in the small camp in the snow, and did not interrupt their conversation. Shade did not answer this question:

"Of course, the ring wizard has his own methods. Tell me your purpose. I have no intention of threatening you, but you must understand that since I have ventured here, there are many ways to make you speak."

The baron obviously understood this truth. He woke up his nose and was really frozen just now:

"If you want to know this damn story, yes, I can tell you that I have been trapped by this story all my life!

This story is basically a circle, but if I find a starting point, then it will start from many years ago, yes, after my mother died."

"Wait a minute, mute spell."

The hermit of the high ring reminded and winked at Shade :

"This is your story, and we who live here should not know the future, which will cause trouble."

Shad then cast two Silence Charms, and the hermits went to the other two bonfires. Baron Cumming watched their actions finish before saying in a suppressed voice:

"I don't know why you are interested in this story, but my mother died in 1817, 15 years later. And in 1826, 9 years after my mother's death, when I was 23 years old, I accidentally discovered some relics left by my mother.

Those relics were packed in an iron box and buried deep in the basement of the old house left by my grandmother and grandfather. Yes, my mother Erica Cumming was also born in Creekwood Town. The book in your hand should have been taken from that house, right?"

Shad nodded Nodding:

"I have no intention of possessing it. After you finish telling your story, it will return to where it should be."

The Baron seemed relieved:

"Well, this will inspire me to tell this story more completely.

The relics left by my mother that I found in 1826 include the book in your hand and my mother's diary. Through the diary, I learned about my mother Erica's secrets before marriage and my true life experience, and my mother also recorded the identity of my father. Yes, she wrote down every word they said across time through that book."

His face became gloomy:

"My mother regarded it as the most romantic love poem, and she never thought of destroying it even before she died."

"Your mother actually knew before she died that her lover was actually her grandson, that is, your 'son'?"

"Yes, my mother simply wrote down this fact, but she did not leave any regrets or other feelings about it. She loved that man deeply. "

Shad had no intention of commenting on this love that transcended time. He just felt a little sympathetic to the man in front of him:

"So, you knew at the age of 23 that your father was actually your future 'son', but what does this have to do with you stealing the baby in 1809?"

Shad asked puzzledly, holding a teacup. The baron stretched out his hand to warm the fire and looked at him. The crackling sound of the flames was really the best background sound for the story:

"You really know everything. I have never told anyone that James is my father. I thought I was the only one in the world who knew this secret."

"You mean, your 'father' James didn't know about this? I mean in 1854."

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