Whispering Verse

According to the contract signed between Mr. Mandis and the late Detective Sparrow, when Mr. Mandis voluntarily announced the termination of the commission, in addition to the deposit, he was required to pay an additional fee of no more than one-third of the total amount depending on the progress of the investigation.

Shade's original intention was that he didn't want the other party's money, but he wouldn't refund the deposit, but Mr. Mendis insisted on paying. So in the end, Shade received 13 shillings for the commission fee and left Mr. Mandy's residence with the maid.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon and there was no sign of dusk at this late summer time.

"I think this money should only be enough to pay for our carriage today."

On the carriage returning to Saint Teresa Square, the maid said to Shade.

A pair of cotton stockings costs about 5 shillings, a good-quality women's work suit costs 1 pound, and boots cost 11 shillings. The cost of a taxi is generally within 4 miles of the area centered on Yoder Palace. The charge is 1 shilling for up to 2 miles and 5 pence for each mile thereafter.

That's why Tifa sighed like this based on the prices she knew.

"Yes, if you add in the preliminary investigation work conducted by Detective Sparrow, this commission will undoubtedly be a loss. But for me, isn't it a big profit this time?"

Shade shook the black iron ring on his finger, and the black-haired maid also smiled:

"It seems that the detective profession is really suitable for ring magicians."

"No, no, I just don't know how it happened that this matter would be related to the relic. Generally speaking, the commissions I receive are just ordinary things like playing cards and looking for people."

Shade said, taking out the roll of parchment:

"I happen to know these ancient texts, Tifa. We have had dinner together, and you can leave after I interpret these texts. Don't refuse in a hurry. You helped me a lot today. Treating you to dinner is an expression of my gratitude."

The black-haired girl thought for a moment:

"Okay, but I can't go back too late, otherwise the lady will have objections."

The two returned to Saint Teresa Square first, then went out with Mia and found a good restaurant in a nearby neighborhood. Shade rarely cooks at home, so he knows where the food is delicious nearby, and the nearby restaurants are already familiar with the young detective with his cat.

After dinner, they walked home together, and when they returned to Saint Teresa Square, they saw a slightly fat man wearing a wig and a red coat standing anxiously at the door of No. 6.

Shade was curious about who this was, and when the other party saw the two approaching, he immediately came over to meet them. The two met on the street of the Ring Square on the edge of Saint Teresa Square:

"Is this Hamilton from Ray Jade? Oh, it's Miss Servit, good afternoon."

An unusually standard Tobesk accent, and the voice was even a bit shrill.

He bowed slightly to the girl next to Shade, looking at her expression, he was very surprised to see her here.

Tifa also introduced the other party’s identity to Shade:

"Mr. Hamilton, this is Mr. Miral Formans, herald at Yodel Palace."

"Good evening, Mr. Formans, what can I do for you?"

Xia De was also very surprised and didn't understand until he saw the invitation handed out by the other party.

"Hamilton of Rejed, Queen Diana formally invites you to attend the birthday party held at Yodel Palace next Wednesday, the night of the thirtieth day of the Flower Moon."

The herald handed the invitation to Shade. Although it was the Queen's birthday party, the style of the invitation was very ordinary. This was probably to show the frugality of the king's family.

"Knight, will you participate?"

"Oh, of course, I will definitely go."

Shade said, so Mr. Formans nodded, said goodbye to Shade respectfully, then turned and left, without even giving Shade a chance to invite him upstairs for tea.

Shade opened the door, and the cat on his shoulder rushed in first, followed by the maid lady.

"Why does Mr. Formans have such a high-pitched voice?"

he asked as he dropped the keys into the cookie box.

"Did you notice that his chin is smooth and he has no beard?"

the maid asked.

"Um?"

Shade thought for a while, slowed down and asked in surprise:

"Eunuch?"

"Yes, although this is no longer popular in the modern court, and people think it is very inhumane, most of the trusted servants around your majesty are eunuchs. So there are rumors in the court that if you want to gain your majesty's trust, just Be cruel to yourself"

She didn't continue, and Shade nodded to show that he understood.

Larus III is a truly tough king with outstanding personal abilities. As the leader of the kingdom, he coincides with the wave of the steam age. The emergence of such a king is extremely lucky for Delarian.

But a strong character and the great power conferred by the king himself can also cause certain character flaws. The tradition of court eunuchs disappeared from civilization hundreds of years ago, and these eunuchs now voluntarily give up their body structures for power. Larus III's acquiescing attitude for the sake of power promoted this trend, and this is one of the few things that makes him criticized.

Of course, His Majesty the King has nothing to do with Shade, so he doesn't care whether the other party has mental problems.

After returning home, Shade went into the study and translated the contents of the parchment alone on the pretext of looking up some documents. He originally thought that the above was just an introduction to the bottle of red potion and the function of the [Demon Hunting Seal], but he did not expect that it actually contained a story about an ancient inheritance and the whereabouts of another extremely powerful relic.

"Dr. Alfred's ancestors found the relics of a witcher who died in the Third Age in the ruins. In addition to seals and potions, there was also a long sword that had become a [relic]. It turned out that [the witcher's seal] 】, in addition to being more inclined to appear in areas infested by demons, he will also actively attract those powerful enough extraordinary beings. And that long sword was hidden by him in Sikal Mountain."

Sikar Mountain is located in the east-central part of the Old World and is one of the national boundaries between Drarayon and Kasenlik. That place was too far away from Tobesk. Even if the parchment described the location where the relics were hidden, it was still impossible for Shade to search for them at this time.

He was still waiting for Darkness.

After thinking about it, Shade chose to hide part of the content on the parchment and only told Tifa the news related to the potion.

"These things are indeed left by the Ring Warlock! Doctor Alfred's ancestor was a powerful Ring Warlock. According to the self-report on the parchment, he lived about 800 years ago and was a Nine Ring Warlock before he died. "

The Ninth Ring is already a high ring, and he is a strong man no matter what era he is in.

"Then how did that gentleman die?"

asked the maid sitting on the sofa.

"I don't know. He said on the parchment that he was going to challenge a powerful enemy and fight with his friends against an eleventh-level warlock. Because he was worried that he would not be able to come back, he gave away two items that he would not use. It was left in the basement of the old house. It was written in ancient characters in the hope that ordinary people who discover these two items in the future will not mess with them, and if they are ring magicians, they can use them."

Here, Shade omitted anything about the sword.

"He obviously did not expect that his descendants would continue to live in that town and still use Alfred's surname for 800 years."

The nine-ring warlock's signature was also Alfred, so Shade knew that he was the ancestor of the ophthalmologist.

"The ring is a keeper-level relic. Although I have seen information before, I don't know the more specific function yet, but I know the function of the potion."

Shade put the bottle of red potion on the coffee table. Because some of it was used by Dr. Alfred, only about three-quarters of it was left:

"This is not a magic potion, but a derivative of a [relic] obtained by a ring magician from an accident eight hundred years ago. The specific relic is not mentioned in the parchment, but the function of the potion is clearly written. "

He and the maid looked at the bottle together:

"Dropping the potion directly into the eyes can further enhance the evolution and enhancement of spells and thaumaturgy related to the eyes. Preserving the magic eyes in this potion can effectively suppress the negative effects of some magic eyes when they are separated from the body. "

"Let thaumaturgy and magic evolve? This is a very rare thing."

Tifa covered her mouth and sighed, and Shade nodded. It's a pity that [time perception] has nothing to do with eyes, otherwise he would know the truth.

Shade pointed to the other half bottle of bright yellow potion:

"I'm afraid those potions that were processed by Dr. Alfred can no longer be used. But there are three-quarters of the red potion left. I want to try to evolve my [Echo of Blood]. Tifa, can you help me?" Wait? I need someone to control the droplets going into my eyes and stop them when I say stop."

"No problem, but what is the evolutionary direction of the ability to observe blood stains?"

"Maybe I can see it more clearly."

Shade said, then lay down on the sofa.

The cat, which was doing something unknown in the bedroom just now, immediately rushed up, jumped onto Shade's chest, and looked at him condescendingly. The cat was not heavy at all, but in order to prevent it from disturbing things for a while, Shade stretched out both hands and pressed it against his clothes.

"That's it."

He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. Tifa opened the cork of the medicine bottle and controlled the liquid to fly out in bunches.

The first drop of liquid entered his eyes, and Shade felt nothing, followed by the second and third drops.

He gradually felt that his eyes were heating up, but not hot. As more than ten droplets fell, the temperature around the eyes seemed to be dropping again, but it was not particularly cold either.

The spirit in the special potion gradually penetrates into the entire eye and interacts with the soul that controls the body.

With the sound of the whistle and the bell, the life ring automatically appeared above Shade. Shade accepted the liquid into his eyes while looking at his own life ring that was slowly rotating.

The seven spiritual runes flashed with powerful spiritual light in four colors, and the most dazzling one among them was undoubtedly the miraculous spiritual rune [Echo] that had been washed away by a drop of divinity.

"Echo of Blood [Echo]."

An idea arose in his mind, and as the idea came into being, the rune with the dazzling golden aura immediately glowed even more intensely.

"Tifa, put a drop of your blood into my eye!"

He said suddenly.

The black-haired girl didn't ask why, she cut her finger with a knife and squeezed out a drop of blood above Shade's eye. The light above his head illuminated Shade's eyes, and facing the light reflected from the eyeballs, red droplets and bright red blood fell.

At this moment, the clock tower bell of the distant city rang. The lingering sound echoed, and the wonderful realization made Sha De's scalp tingle.

"Her" voice finally appeared in my ears:

[Blood and time, red echo. Swallow that blood and stain that light. You have encountered blood several times, and the power of blood will eventually echo in your blood vessels and soul together with time and space. 】

The power of the spell - [Echo of Blood] is secretly involved with the Miracle Spirit Rune. It doesn't disappear, it acquires a whole new power.

[Outlander, you have obtained the thaumaturgy - Echo of Blood. 】

On the rotating life ring, the light of the [Echo] spiritual rune shone on Shade below like the sun, making Tifa unable to even look directly at the scene in front of her.

Those golden lights shone on her body, and even the sixth-ring warlock and candidate witch could faintly hear the illusive and grand bells that shook her soul. But in the end, the life ring slowly disappeared into the steam mist. Shade asked Tifa to stop dripping the liquid and slowly sat up on the sofa.

"How was it? Was it successful?"

She has probably never seen the evolution of spells, and the scene just now was indeed amazing.

"The effect is very good."

Shade closed his eyes hard and then opened them again. The blood-colored halo gradually converged in his eyes. The moment the blood color disappeared, a golden arc also flashed in his eyes:

"It's better than I thought. The magic has turned into a thaumaturgy."