Whispering Verse

"Playing cards all day? Oh, absolutely not, Lesia, how could you think I am this kind of person?"

Shade shook his head quickly, but was unwilling to explain the matter of the Chosen One, the Witch, the Blood Spirit School and the report letter. He promised to keep these things secret.

"However, I just met Ms. Sivi Avora's carriage, and I recognized the family crest."

he said again.

"Oh, do you still recognize this?"

Lesia asked with a smile, and then introduced Shade:

"It's okay to call her Madam in private, but in public, she should be called Lady Aurora. Sivi Avora inherited the title of Viscount of the Aurora family, and not only the title of Delarian, because of business The reason is, she still has the title of Carson Rick.”

"Viscount? That's amazing."

Shade actually didn't care about this. He didn't want to have anything to do with the witch at all. He shook his head and ended the topic:

"Lecia, I'm here to say goodbye. I have some things to do when I go back, so I'll leave first and come back to you tomorrow morning. You must be careful. If you need me for anything, you can contact me through Dorothy."

He paused, thought about it, and then said:

"There have been a lot of strange people coming to the city recently. If it's not necessary, you can go into the city as little as possible."

"Xia De, I am the fifth ring, and you are only the second ring. I think I should be the one to care about you."

The princess said softly, and Shade nodded and thought it made sense. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Lesia again. The red-haired girl walked towards the study with Shade and said in a low voice:

"I went to the city today and heard the news. About tonight, the city hall will issue a tsunami warning throughout the city, and the newspapers will publish the news that red sea water has appeared on the sea surface in the past two days due to water pollution. I have contacted the college and explained that I Due to the curse on my body, the academy believes that my earrings can completely protect me from the effects of 'Return by Sea', so it has not provided any additional help for the time being."

"Does Zarath Academy of Literature know about this ritual?"

Shade frowned.

"It's pretty much what the church knows. Through sacrifices, the power of the evil god in the deep sea is summoned to flood the cold water port with a tsunami."

"The power of the evil god"

Shade nodded and continued to walk forward with Lesia. He just narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about something that the girl around him would never guess:

"Is that possible? Is it possible?"

[Outlander, you seem to have made a bold guess. 】

"But it is indeed a possibility, so no matter what, I will participate in the sea return ceremony."

It was five o'clock in the evening when I returned home all wet. I don’t know how many times I took a shower today, and I finally felt relieved for a while.

"Shade, what are you doing running around today?"

Dorothy was also curious about Shade's itinerary, but in order to avoid being misunderstood and playing Rhodes cards for another day, Shade could only deduce that he encountered some trouble in Coldwater Port:

"Let's go have dinner as soon as possible. Oh, I also need to send a letter. I'll be back at six o'clock in the evening for class."

He was holding the cat and counting the time, as if there was a pocket watch hidden under the cat's butt.

"You are always so busy, and I don't know where you find so many things to do."

The blonde girl muttered, a little dissatisfied with Shade's tight schedule. She originally wanted to talk to Shade about more things about [Tree Kiss].

After going out together for dinner, Dorothy went back.

Shade was anxious to go home, but he didn't forget to go to the photo studio in the city and ask about taking pictures of cats. I thought that a professional photo studio requires an appointment, but I didn't expect that as long as I paid, I could take the photo immediately, but I had to wait half a week to pick up the photos.

It didn't matter. Shade wrote down the matter of taking the photo in his diary, then held the cat and held up the newspaper to take the photo.

The moment the old-fashioned spotlight flashed, if Shade hadn't hugged the orange cat tightly, it would have almost jumped out.

But when the cat realized it was just a flash of light, it became bolder. Shade was worried that one picture was not enough, so he took a few more pictures of Ms. Mia Gold. When the spotlight flashed again, the orange cat just barked in that direction a few times, but saw that the other party really didn't respond at all. I suddenly lost interest.

"Meow~"

It opened its mouth wide and yawned, showing its fangs and tongue.

Last time Shade heard that this cat liked to run to Room 2 on the second floor when he was not at home, so he closed the door. The orange cat spent the whole afternoon picking at the door, and Dorothy didn't open it until Shade was about to come home, so Mia's nap time was delayed.

The time came to 5:55 this evening, and the setting sun outside the window had not completely disappeared. The pigeons on Saint Teresa Square were enjoying the coolness of the summer evening with the vendors setting up stalls. I didn’t know that the window at No. 6, There was a cat staring at them eagerly.

In the living room of Room 1 on the second floor, Shade picked up the cat on the window sill and then closed the curtains. Then the gas lamp in the living room was turned to the brightest, four chairs were placed in the open space, and a basin was placed in the center. Three of the chairs were placed with puppets tied with human bones, and he sat in the northernmost position.

Instead of calling guests from afar to be projected onto St. Teresa's Square, this time it was Schade who was projected into St. Byrons. Therefore, the ritual steps were somewhat different from those in the past. Instead of him actively throwing the parchment into the water basin, he mixed some bone meal into the water basin, stirred it clockwise for three weeks, and then dripped the blood.

After immersing the parchment in blood water and immersing the parchment corresponding to this parchment in the water basin in the distance, Shade's water basin finally burned with icy blue flames.

This ritual, classified as a necromantic ritual, is basically complete at this point. The curious cat lay on the sofa and looked at Shade. In order to prevent himself from being disturbed during class, Shade not only left the [Metamorphosis Ring] for it to play with, but also prepared a few pieces of cat food for it as a midnight snack.

After confirming that the cat was having a good time, Shade straightened his clothes and sat down on the chair. I closed my eyes and counted three numbers silently. When I opened my eyes, the smiling face of Professor Hessenger Garcia, the associate dean of history, appeared in front of me.

The professor with pointed ears welcomed Shade with a smile. When Shade looked down at his hands, he saw that his body had become translucent.

This state was very strange. He could feel the temperature in his living room and even hear the occasional meowing of the cat, but what he saw in front of him was the scene of the academy on the edge of the far north ice cap.

Looking around again, the room is surrounded by gray decorative walls. On the wall are brass-colored gas lamps, shaped like the school emblem of St. Byrons. The lampshade of the gas lamp must have been cleaned frequently, so it was very bright, illuminating a classroom that was about the same size as the entire second floor of Shade's house.

The quaint classroom is paved with gray square floor tiles and lined with rows of long tables painted with brown paint. This is a typical lecture theater, with the podium at the lowest position, followed by tables and seats moving upwards.

Although the area is large, except for Xia De, there are only five students who come to attend the class. There are three men and two women, two of whom are about the same age as Shade's body, one is a slightly mature lady in her thirties, and the last two are middle-aged men in their forties.

Three of the five people sat on chairs in the other three directions to maintain the projection ceremony. They all showed polite smiles to Shade. After all, paying for elective courses and being invited to take classes by professors are completely different treatments.