Whispering Verse

"Hmph~"

Shade exhaled from his nose, as if he was laughing or sighing.

"I want to ask a very boring question. Have you ever dreamed about her since you returned to Fort Midhill?"

Mr. Barton nodded:

"Of course, countless times. I dreamed of her standing on a dark and quiet water with countless white shadows. Those shadows kept going away, and only she turned around and waved to me goodbye. I wanted to hold her. , but every time I wake up trying to wade into those waters. Maybe God is really reminding me of something, but I just don’t understand it yet.”

Shade lowered his head slightly and looked at his cat to prevent his expression from being seen by the other party. The body of water Mr. Joey Barton dreamed about sounded like the tidal flat of real death. If he really stepped into the water, he would really die. After all, even Shade didn't dare to do that. Even the chosen one, even Shade, who could barely be regarded as an inferior version of parallel-imported "demigod", could not disobey the most basic rules of the world.

But from this point of view, Mr. Button is really talented. Just by relying on strong thoughts and ties, you can actually "see death". You know, he only has one ring.

"If possible, I would really like to see her again."

The adult, who looked like a weird child, let out a long sigh.

"There is a difference between the living and the dead."

Shade raised his eyebrows:

"If she leaves, let her leave."

Mr. Barton smiled and did not continue the topic:

"That's right, but people always have dreams, and we have to look forward. Mr. Watson, you came to me three times in a row. What you want to explore is the future, isn't it?"

"certainly."

Shade nodded, but said no more, because Mr. Barton was looking at Shade seriously, no longer as comfortable as when he was telling stories just now:

"Mr. Watson, I'm afraid you're here not just to continue divination for your cat, right? Listening to stories is probably not your original intention."

The other party could see this, and Xia De was actually not surprised at all:

"Yes, I mainly want to ask you some questions to determine what to do next."

Joey Barton squinted his eyes slightly. Due to the swelling of his head, his eyes were not big, and now they were even closer to the gap:

"Are you also a ring warlock?"

"Yes."

Shade didn't hide it.

"People from the Orthodox Church?"

"How about we answer each other's questions, Mr. Barton, are you a member of the Society of Truth?"

Joey Barton obviously didn't expect Shade to mention this, but he hesitated and gave the answer:

"No, I can only be regarded as their test subject, or a non-staff member."

"I don't belong to the Orthodox Church either. I'm just a stranger who comes to this city occasionally and heard about you by chance."

"Outlander"

Xia De sat upright:

"No matter who I am, at least you should understand that I have no ill intentions towards you, otherwise the Five Gods Church who recently searched for the [Truth Society] in the city are the ones who appeared here. Mr. Barton, you know the [Truth Society] sect The reason why people come to this city? Oh, no need to answer, please listen to me."

Shade stretched out a finger:

"First of all, you probably know that they are targeting Hazama, but whether they want to conduct experiments or just create chaos to retaliate against the Orthodox Church, they are all appearances that cover up their true purpose. They are actually looking for someone."

"Yes, they are looking for four people who have returned from the dead recently. I doubted you, but I did not reveal your information."

Mr. Barton said hastily.

"Doubt that I am the four nails? No, no, I'm not a local from Middleburg."

Shade felt funny about this, but shook his head:

"Those four people who resurrected from the dead are the nails connecting the hajian and the material world, but they are still related to the hajian. Their real purpose is to find a special person, a person with a unique talent for death, chosen by fate people."

"Chosen by Destiny"

Mr. Barton frowned suspiciously:

"Mr. Watson, are you trying to tell me fairy tales?"

It is indeed difficult to believe this kind of thing right away. At that time, Luvia spent a lot of effort to make Iluna believe:

"Don't you feel like you're special?"

"If you mean this damn disease, of course I'm special."

Mr. Barton relaxed slightly and leaned on the back of the sofa:

"Everyone who thinks they are special will be taught a lesson by reality when they grow up. I understood this a long time ago."

Shade smiled and said:

"No, no, I'm referring to your Ring Warlock talent. Think about it, Mr. Barton, the Ring Warlock's 'other self' will have special powers, but what is your special power? You haven't thought about it, you What kind of power do you have in your hands?"

Shade continued to ask.

On the surface, Joey Barton's special power is seeing through death. But judging from the performance of Iluna and Darkness, his talent is definitely not just that simple.

"For example, my special talent is that I am very sensitive to fate. And you, Mr. Barton, just see through death?"

"I"

Mr. Barton hesitated as expected. He looked at his hands suspiciously:

"Indeed. There are other, abnormal, talents. I have never mentioned this to anyone."

Shade smiled:

"I can see that although you are not a good person in the strict sense, you are at least kind-hearted, and you can't stand the behavior of those crazy people in the Society of Truth. Sorry, maybe I shouldn't use the term crazy."

"It doesn't matter, I know them better than you do and know how crazy they are."

Mr. Barton shook his head.

"Mr. Patton, do you know what happened in Tobesk and Coldwater Harbor this summer and later in the summer?"

Shade mentioned this matter again, and the cat in his arms slowly squirmed.

"Of course we know that the thirteen-ring warlock 'God Caller' faced off against the coming evil god and defeated the Scarlet Secret Cult together with the church in Coldwater Port. This is something everyone knows."

"Similar things may have happened here."

"You mean the Godcaller."

Mr. Barton asked inquiringly, and Shade immediately shook his head:

"I mean that a major event that can cause waves in the entire material world is about to happen here. So what is the reason? Sir, the epic of the Sixth Age has begun, and some special people are destined to be the protagonists."

Mr. Barton pursed his thick lips, and then slowly shook his head:

"Mr. Watson, you are actually more of a protagonist than me. You know, I have observed the fate of more than four figures of people, but you are the most unique one. Someone outside of fate, right?"

"Yes."

Shade nodded:

"I have a very powerful fortune teller friend. She once made it clear that just because I am outside of destiny, I will never play any important role on the stage of unpredictable destiny. This episode has already There will be no place for me in the epic that unfolds."

The smile on Mr. Button's face disappeared, and Shade continued:

"No one can exist without me. But now, a person like me appears in front of you."

Perhaps these words Luvia said to Shade have some profound meaning to the diviners. Mr. Barton actually frowned at this moment, as if he had thought of something.

Shade knew that his words worked:

"I don't have any specific purpose for coming here. I just want to say that instead of working with the [Truth Society], you should actually seek refuge in the Five Gods Church. And I want to maintain a cooperative relationship with you."

Shade said softly, without disturbing the other party's thoughts:

"Joy Barton, you can question everything I said today, but you should also understand that you."

Dong Dong Dong~

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Shade's words and brought the thoughtful, childlike middle-aged man back to his senses.

He turned to look at the door, stretched out his finger to signal Shade to be silent, and then stood up with difficulty to open the door. To ensure guests' privacy, this room is well soundproofed.

When passing by the door, I opened the curtain on the birdcage again, but the crow was still huddled in the corner of the cage, and I don't know what it was afraid of.

Outside the door was an old gentleman wearing a black formal suit, and there was a red halo on his body, which was obviously stained with thick blood.

[Ling Warlock, high ring. 】

After seeing him, Mr. Button was startled, and then nodded respectfully:

"Professor Magis, why are you here?"

Shade raised his eyebrows.

"Barton, I need your help with something."

The old gentleman was obviously not a Delarian, and his Common tongue was broken.

He stretched his head and glanced inside the room, and saw Shade's profile sitting on the sofa holding a cat:

"Let your guest leave first."

"But."

Mr. Barton obviously thought this was very impolite, but he did not dare to refute it.

"Mr. Barton, if you have something to do, please go and do it. Today's divination ends here. Can I come back tomorrow? It won't take long, but no one cares about death."

Shade said on the sofa. He did not stand up because he did not want "Professor Magis" at the door to see his figure.

"I'm so sorry for today, Mr. Watson, so I'll see you tomorrow."

Joey Barton apologized sincerely, and then at the urging of Professor Magis, he left the back door of the house with him.

Shade was sent out of the front door by the servant and returned to the streets of Pig Tail Alley.

There are towering apartment buildings on both sides. The yellow paint has faded to an earthy color. Weeds and filth coexist in the corners, gravel is everywhere on the streets, and gas pipes are looming in the thick fog. It was obviously still afternoon, but the fog was so thick that there was almost no trace of the sun.

I don’t know when this heavy fog will end.

The stranger looked down at the sleepy Mia:

"People from the [Truth Society] took Joey Barton away. What could happen?"

【So, do you want to catch up? 】

"She" was chuckling, and the question was very familiar.

Shade smiled and touched the witch ring in his pocket:

"Catch up and have a look. If there's danger, I'll retreat."

After all, he still has little Mia with him, so Shade will not do anything risky. But in this case, it was impossible for him to ignore his curiosity.

Sighing, [Echo of Blood] was activated in the blink of an eye. Holding the cat in one hand and putting the other in his pocket, Shade walked toward the depths of the thick fog:

"I, the audience below the stage, have to do too much."

PS: What will happen to Joey Barton’s ending? This volume is almost over.