Whispering Verse

After walking out of the gate of Sin Mansion uneasily, Shade looked back at the courtyard of the mansion filled with golden fallen leaves. Ordinary people probably can't imagine how dangerous this place is.

Sister Devlin and Mr. Bernhardt have not left yet, waiting for Shade in the woods beside the gravel path extending from the fence gate. The nun is holding a very familiar kerosene lamp in her hand. When Shade walked over, he noticed that there were dozens of blind nuns wearing silver eye masks standing in the forest. Sister Devlin did not come alone.

Shade didn't notice them when he came, probably because Shade came earlier. The figure he saw before entering the door should be Armand Bernhardt.

"My business is done."

Shade waved to them, and the nun and Mr. Bernhardt, who was in formal attire, stopped talking and looked at Shade who was walking towards them.

"Mr. Hamilton, thank you very much this time."

He put his right hand on his left shoulder, bowed slightly to express his gratitude, and seemed to have fully confirmed who Shade was. Shade was a little worried about this, but before he expressed this emotion, Sister Devlin said softly:

"Herr Armand Bernhard can be trusted."

Shade nodded:

"No need to thank you. I just hope that we can keep our secrets from each other."

"Of course, compared to you, I am actually the one who is more worried about my identity being leaked to the Zhengshen Church. After all, you are a human being, but I am not."

As he spoke, the elegant and classy middle-aged man took out two business cards and handed them to Shade and the nun respectively:

"If anything happens, you can come to me at this address. Goodbye, you two."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Mr. Bernhard turned and left. Shade glanced at the business card and found that it was the same business card he received last time in the garbage alley behind the Sikal Hotel.

"What did you just talk about?"

Shade asked the nun curiously. They had a very good relationship, so this kind of question was not considered rude.

"He didn't know where he heard that the cult was related to the [Witches' Council], so he wanted to establish a relationship with the [Witches' Council] and acquire a relic."

The nun said, then motioned for Shade to go down the mountain with them. Shade wanted to entrust the [Spiritual Cultivation Order] to solve the problem on the third floor of his house, so he happened to not want to be separated from the order.

"Mr. Hamilton, have you seen the Ancient One at the top of the mountain?"

The hem of Sister Devlin's gray-black nun's robe was so long that it almost swept up the fallen leaves on the ground when she walked. But judging from the sound of dead leaves trampling on her feet, she must be wearing a pair of boots.

"Yes, its condition is very bad. I used the thaumaturgy inherited from [Huang Yue] to temporarily restore its sanity. The ancient one admitted that his condition was not good, but he still gave me the strength to help me just now. Everyone, run away, and one more thing, it mentioned four 'nails'."

The nuns of the order walked in two columns, with Sister Shade and Sister Devlin walking side by side in the middle.

Sister Devlin was not surprised by the so-called "four nails":

"If you enter the city today, Granny Cassandra will also tell you about this. With the help of the Prophet Association, the church has made significant progress in its research on the state of the narrow room."

To be precise, when the Five Gods Church was making final preparations for the ritual that would play a huge role in sealing the Hazama, they unexpectedly unearthed the information left by the ancient ring warlock in the Sikal Mountain area.

Relying on the deciphering of ancient texts, the assistance of the Prophet's Association, and the special power of the core figure codenamed "Miss Balance", together with the fragments of the "Death" part of "The Whispering Psalms", we finally learned the details of the impending disaster. The whole process.

After three earthquakes, the seals at the foot, mountainside and top of the mountain will gradually become ineffective. At the same time, the power of death that has been accumulated in the narrow space and cannot be released temporarily will prompt the four lost lives to return to the world.

No one will remember that they were gone, not even themselves. But they will serve as nails that firmly bind the narrow space to reality, prompting the death outbreak to approach even faster.

The last scene before the explosion of death turns the Sikar Mountain area into a ghostly state will be when all the seals of the three passages become ineffective. Finding and removing the four souls who have returned to the world will effectively delay this process.

"Those four souls carry the most fundamental power of death. Once the narrow space collapses, the power of any of them will not be weaker than the angel-level relics. Therefore, even for the aftermath of the disaster, it is necessary to find And getting rid of them is also what must be done.”

The nun introduced it to Shade.

The group was still walking in the forest, and the [Spiritual Cult] was very familiar with this Sikal Mountain.

"In other words, we have now reached the final stage before the disaster?"

"Yes, according to the current signs and the report of the Prophet Association, if the four nails are not found, disaster will definitely happen before the end of the Withered Moon."

"So fast? Oh, actually it's not that fast either."

Shade shook his head.

In addition to the Hazama incident, Sister Devlin has also made preliminary findings regarding the "boy" Joey Barton in the Crow Club who can cover his eyes with Rhodes cards and see others die.

At the Disciples Club in the city center, where Shade first met Sister Devlin, the nun told Shade the results of the investigation:

"In general, this is a rare person who goes against the grain."

"Sorry, is this a proper noun? I don't quite understand."

After thanking the servant for the tea cup, Shade began to listen to the nun's account of the investigation report.

Just as Shade thought, the "boy" was not a boy at all.

Joey Barton was born in 1810 of the Sixth Age Universal Calendar, and is now forty-three years old in 1853. He is a native of Fort Midhill and was born into an ordinary family in the south of the city.

His father was a workshop foreman in a steam factory, and his mother was a female worker in a wool textile factory. Both of them died of illness more than 20 years ago.

More than forty years before Joy Barton was born, delivering babies at home was still a common practice. Because of the abnormal fetal position, Mrs. Barton gave birth to her child in the hospital. And very coincidentally, that hospital is owned by the [Spiritual Cult].

Sister Devlin easily found the birth records and identified Joy Barton.

"He has a weird disease."

The nun’s voice was still so calm:

"After birth, his body grew rapidly and then aged rapidly. At the age of three, his height, weight and various physiological indicators were almost the same as those of an old man in his seventies."

A very plain voice told a very scary story.

Shade listened carefully, extremely curious about this suspected chosen one.

"But then he did not continue to age, but became younger and younger as he grew older. This experience did not happen at Fort Midhill. After Joey Barton was three years old, he was sent to Fort Midhill by his family. Out-of-town treatment.”

The nun handed the prepared photo to Shade. Shade put down the tea cup and took the photo. What he saw was the middle-aged man lying on the bed:

"This is what Joey Barton looked like when he was fifteen years old. At this time, he had already passed from old age to middle age. This is what the Order was able to find. He was the last person to return to Middlesbrough in his youthful appearance at the age of thirty-two. Complete photo.”

"He was an old man at birth, a middle-aged man in adolescence, a young man in his prime, and now a child. Oh, so this is what you call a rebellious person. He should have experienced many stories in his life, right?"

Shade said with great sigh.

"Yes, but in just three days, the Order could not find these stories."

Sister Devlin paused:

"It is worth noting that the investigation did not discover the origin of his becoming a Ring Warlock. When he returned to Middleburg at the age of thirty-two, he was already a Ring Warlock and later joined the Crow Club."

"Did he become a ring warlock in another place?"

"Yes, and his rare disease should not go unreported in newspapers. After the death of Mr. and Mrs. Barton, the source of his treatment expenses was not clear. There is reason to believe that the unknown ring magician organization I discovered him and became interested in him, so I provided him with treatment expenses, and after he awakened his talent, he led him to the extraordinary door. But obviously, his talent was not outstanding."

After all, it is only one link now.

"Joy Barton is very likely to hold the secrets about Hazama. His special disease may also be related to Hazama. The cult will continue to investigate him. After Granny Cassandra and Ah After Ms. Flora returns from Sikal Mountain, I will ask for the assistance of the Witch Council."

The two witches went into the mountain today to investigate the large cave in the belly of the mountain mentioned by Shade.

"I am also very interested in him. I plan to make an appointment later, and next time I will take another of my very powerful friends to meet him."

Only Luvia can identify the chosen ones at a glance, and as the chosen one, Iluna has only a vague perception of the chosen ones. Shade wanted to take Iluna and meet the three current suspects.

"There is no need to make an appointment. After we visited last Sunday, we have made an appointment in advance using the relationship with Cassandra Auction House. You can go there tomorrow afternoon."

The nun handed Shade a badge with a raven pattern:

"If there are any new clues, please share them with the Order."

"no problem."

Shade nodded and believed that among Priest August, Sister Devlin and Joy Barton, Mr. Barton's suspicion of being the first candidate for the "Death Chosen One" was infinitely amplified.

After talking about Mr. Barton's affairs, Xia De finally had the opportunity to talk about his own family affairs. Now that Sister Devlin already knows Shade's identity, Shade doesn't have to hide that she lives at No. 6, Saint Teresa Square in Tobesk.

He hoped that the nun could pass through the [Traveler's Travel Door] and briefly go to Tobesk to "observe" the situation on the third floor and confirm whether a narrow passage of this size could be sealed.

Because of the help provided by Shade in [Sin Mansion], Sister Devlin would naturally not refuse Shade's request. However, the [Traveler's Travel Door] needs to be transported to Fort Midhill so that the nuns can go to St. Teresa Square through that door.

And no matter who hires a carriage to transport such a heavy thing from the ruined tower in the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, it will leave traces that cannot be hidden.

Considering the secrets of the Abandoned Tower and the [Space Maze], Shade finally decided to invite the nun to meet him in the basement of the Abandoned Tower in the mountains this evening.

Although in this way, the nun will inevitably guess the secret of Sha De's travels between the two places, but there is nothing that can be done about it. Using [Space Maze] to travel between two places is not Shade's core secret. For the safety of the family, being known by this nun who seemed to be able to see through everything was an acceptable result.

Although he had not known this nun for a long time, Shade believed that she had a very pure character and was a trustworthy person.

Without having lunch at Fort Midhill, Shade returned home happily, and then carried little Mia to the Prophet's Association to wait for Luvia to get off work. He had too many things to share with Luvia, the resurrected undead, the secrets of the reborn people, and the two new blood coins.

The trip to Sin Mansion finally made new progress in the affairs of Mibao.