Whispering Verse

After saying goodbye to Sister Devlin, Shade took Mia the cat and prepared to go home. On the way into the mountain, he had bad luck and encountered an evil spirit again. However, there was no fog in Sikal Mountain in the evening, so this time it must have been bad luck:

"Silver Moon Slash!"

An arc of light was drawn between the two closed palms, cutting the evil spirit that seemed to have space power and could float around into two pieces.

"The evil spirits in Sikal Mountain are not very strong. Compared with the murlocs in Coldwater Port who can resurrect quickly in the water, the evil spirits are really easy to deal with."

At least that's the case for now.

After returning to Saint Teresa Square, we went to a restaurant on Silver Cross Avenue for dinner with Dorothy. After dinner, Dorothy and Lesia exchanged words. Lesia checked Shade's progress in learning and copying stories. She saw that he was progressing very quickly and was able to basically understand the oldest known version of "The Sleeping Princess". The story, as well as the modern version of the story, Lecia took Shade to watch an opera adapted from this famous fairy tale in the south of the city, just like she had let Shade learn "Tree Kiss".

Things have been calm in Tobesk recently, and I didn't encounter any unexpected ring warlocks or relics during this night's outing. After the opera ended, Lecia and Dorothy exchanged words again. Dorothy had to prepare for her promotion ceremony tomorrow night, so she did not go to Shade's house again. Instead, she said goodbye to Shade and returned to Feather. Pen Street. . .

After Shade returned home, he also set the alarm clock and went to bed early. It was a quite peaceful day.

Before the first ray of sunshine rose from the horizon on Sunday morning, a sudden and unexpected metal alarm sounded in the bedroom. However, it only rang once and she had not yet woken up. Therefore, Mia, who was extremely impatient, walked away from the pillow. Standing up, he slammed the alarm clock on the bedside table to the floor.

The alarm clock stopped ringing, but Shade had also woken up.

He quickly changed his clothes, went to the basement to get the three types of blood he had prepared, and put them in his suitcase to take away. Back upstairs, after saying goodbye to the cat who was wondering what he was doing so early, Shade held the cracked key to the fifth era, 3014, and stepped into the white mist door from the bedroom door.

"May the World Tree protect me in time."

"Meow!"

Little Mia, who was drowsily asleep, called out in response to Shade's departure, and had no intention of getting up now.

[Outlander, you have stepped into the "corridor of time". 】

[Message from the ancient god "Father of the Infinite Tree": ]

[Spring of 3014 in the Fifth Age, Eastern Continent, Night Manor. 】

[Event: The Vampire God’s Reception. 】

[Duration thirty minutes (3/3). 】

[You have obtained additional information. 】

[The figure of the father of the infinite tree continues to look at you. 】

[The test given to you by the ancient god of time will continue. 】

[Participate in the drinking party of "Vampire Duke Loair" with mortals until the party ends. 】

[The Father of the Infinite Tree will give you rewards: Thaumaturgy - Silent Moonlight, a true message - Elf. 】

Yawning in the white mist, Shade took a step forward and entered the night manor.

Turning to look at the window on the side of the corridor, in the strange night, the manor courtyard still seemed to be completely frozen, without changing at all. But Shade doesn't think this is a safe place. Hope Town, Forest of Thousand Trees and Dreadfort have all proven their own weirdness. Night Manor seems fine, but it may be the most dangerous place.

Walk forward along the corridor and turn left at the corner into the long narrow stone path. The peripheral vision swept across the terrifying oil paintings hanging on the wall. Behind the two doors near the end, the double doors opened automatically.

After Shade left for the second time, everyone at the table still played the rest game with God, but this time it probably wasn't cards, because Shade didn't see anyone gathering the cards.

The table was now filled with various gold and silver vessels, and the red candle light from the blood-red candlestick illuminated the sumptuous food arranged on the long table. Roasted chicken, fish soup, champagne in an ice bucket, all the food was so bright, and the alluring smell of the food even diluted the smell of blood in the blood-red reception hall.

There were some yellow beans on the porcelain plate in front of everyone. When Shade walked in from the door, the four people were busy throwing the beans out of the plate. Shade had heard of drinking games related to counting beans or guessing beans, but he didn't know which one they were playing just now.

"God, here I come again."

He bowed slightly at the door.

"Look, the unexpected guest is here again."

God said with a smile and made a gesture of invitation.

The door closed behind Shade, and he walked step by step. As he walked, it seemed as if the invisible wind left wounds on his body, and among those cracks, golden brilliance pulled out little afterglows behind him.

As Shade sat down and nodded to the smiling armored old man, the middle-aged witch who was examining him, and the somewhat shy twin sisters, the vampire god in a blood-red cloak took a deep breath:

"I don't smell the blood brew on you, which means you didn't use that power."

"No, I made some cider out of it and you tasted it really well."

“Not to brag, but you’re right, I’ve always had a pretty good taste in wine.

If you are of no use now, then I am really looking forward to how long you can endure the temptation before you give in to the desire in your heart. "

The saint said softly, and then motioned for Shade to show the blood he brought this time.

"Remember to supervise me and let me not use the power of blood brew at will."

Shade reminded him softly in his heart. After getting a definite answer, he put the suitcase on the table and started to take out the bottle:

"The first type is the blood of the unfortunate person who was struck by lightning. The ordinary person corresponding to the blood will be struck by lightning once a year during his lifetime, so all his family and friends will die. After death, the tomb will be struck by lightning more and more frequently until he is buried. His cemetery became a forbidden area with thunderstorms all year round and completely inaccessible."

Shade put the bottle he got from Old John on the table:

"I'm curious, God, who did he offend?"

"this is very simple."

The blood-sucking god gave the answer:

"This style of acting is obviously that of the god of storms and thunder, [Raging Storm]. Oh, the blood that was repeatedly struck by thunder may not necessarily be delicious, but I think it is still very interesting as an aperitif."

Shade had heard of the evil god [Raging Storm], and this great man was included in the three native beliefs of Coldwater Port.

"The second blood is the blood of Zakato the Devourer, the evil spirit demon of the third era."

This time he took out the blood bottle he got from the witch. After thinking about it, Shade brought the blood.

"I have seen this evil spirit demon in the distant past, and he was quite interesting."

The saint commented simply.

"Finally, there is the blood of magma creatures. This blood contains the blood of all extraordinary creatures in the entire magma community. After being properly blended, it can maintain the right temperature."

The god waved, and three bottles of blood automatically floated in front of him. The silver bottle provided by Sister Devlin opened automatically, and the god took a sniff:

"I see, it turns out it's really the entire magma community. Among the six types of blood you brought, this can be said to be the most valuable."

Shade frowned suspiciously. After all, this mixed blood is not the most valuable:

"Could it be that Sister Devlin's blood mixing technique is very good?"

After a snap of his fingers, the three types of blood brought by Shade during the second cocktail party also appeared on the table in front of the saint.

Abyssal-eyed dragon squid, Rhine demon, August priest, demon, mortal struck by lightning, magma community, six bottles with different shapes are arranged in two rows.

"Unexpected guest, you are even better than I thought. I think the third part of the reception can be officially opened."

Following the saint's declaration, the hall that seemed to be prepared for giants shook again. The wall, which originally turned into blood red, gradually became covered with veins that were darker in color and resembled blood vessels. The slender fangs hanging from the crystal chandelier were replaced by red metal skulls that were grinning ferociously. The tabletop The rich food on the table was stained with a layer of blood, and the firelight on the candlestick between the gold plate and the silver plate, together with the crystal chandelier and the kerosene lamp on the wall, turned towards a dim red.

On the bloody tapestry behind the saint, the holy symbol belonging to the vampire god was formally formed. The pattern seemed to have been embroidered on the tapestry by a skilled embroiderer, but it also seemed to be floating in front of the tapestry.

The reception became more and more eerie and weird, and the mental pressure on the people around the table became even greater.

"Excuse me, at the third cocktail party, how many times will each of us drink with you?"

Shade asked cautiously.

"No, no, no, if we just drink together, wouldn't it be a bit boring? Since the drinking party has come to an end, let's play some interesting games."

The saint said with a smile, and then looked at Shade and said the rules this time:

"There are five of you, plus me, a total of six wine tasters, and there happen to be six bottles of blood here."

The blood mist spread and covered the entire long table. The weird blood mist was only limited to the table, but something terrible seemed to be crawling under the blood mist.

It quickly dissipated, and after the blood mist dissipated, the six bottles of blood in front of the saint had disappeared. Instead, many identical dark glass wine bottles appeared in the gaps between the sumptuous meals.

There is no label or any mark on the surface of the wine bottle, and the mouth of the bottle is sealed with a cork.

God opened his arms, as if inviting mortals to enjoy the last part of this cocktail party:

"Since there are six kinds of blood, let's taste one each. Now the blood brought by the unexpected guests is hidden in the thirty bottles on the table, and what you have to do is to pick them out. This is the game In the last part of the reception, when everyone alive has chosen their own wine, then the reception is over."

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