Whispering Verse

After falling into a dream, the doctor altered Mr. Jims' memory to make him think that he fell asleep after drinking too much. So when he woke up in his room at 4:30 in the afternoon, the gentleman had no idea what had happened that afternoon.

But when he was apologizing for his gaffe, he was suddenly stunned, and then showed a surprised look on his face:

"Dr. Schneider, the sense of fatal crisis that bothered me like a long snake wrapping around my body is gone!"

Probably because he was too excited, even his words became formal.

Mr. Jims strode to the window and pushed open the window of the narrow room. The choking smell of smog poured in from the window. Dr. Shade and Dr. Schneider hurriedly backed away, but Mr. Jims instead took a deep breath and coughed violently:

"Ahem, I mean, ahem, oh, this is really exciting. Doctor, I feel like I'm completely fine. Yes, now I don't even feel dangerous standing at the window."

"For God's sake, close the window."

Dr. Schneider said hurriedly.

"Doctor, how did you do it?"

Mr. Jims closed the window and asked in surprise. Dr. Schneider thought for a moment:

"Before going to bed, you challenged your courage with Detective Hamilton's pistol. After you fell asleep under my assisted hypnosis, you must have recalled the feeling of dying again because of this incident in your dream."

"You may not remember clearly what happened in the dream, but people in the dream will subconsciously lift their psychological defenses, bringing you closer to death than in reality. This is why some people are scared to death in their dreams."

Shade said seriously, Dr. Schneider nodded:

"Yes, this is my unique hypnotherapy. Although the experience in the dream has been forgotten, your subconscious still remembers that you have died and have passed the life-and-death crisis. So when you wake up, you feel completely normal ”

"So will this completely make me lose my sense of crisis?"

Mr. Jims asked with some worry, so Dr. Schneider looked at Shad. Shad neatly drew his gun and pointed it at Mr. Jims with both hands. The latter immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender:

"Oh, my God. Detective, please put the gun away."

"How do you feel now?"

Dr. Schneider took out his notebook with great interest and prepared to record.

"I'm pretty sure that my perception of danger is still normal. Doctor, I promise, I will pay you full medical expenses, so please let the detective put down the gun. You guys are really a good combination."

In short, although this afternoon's adventure with Dr. Schneider encountered some accidents, it was generally not very dangerous. In addition to receiving the 20 pounds each from Princess Margaret, Mr. Jims also agreed to take out his "family heirlooms" for the two of them to appreciate.

Just like Shade's guess, it was an ancient holy symbol. The Holy Emblem was shaped like a tree, about half the size of a palm, and was placed very carefully by Mr. Jims in his travel suitcase.

The Holy Emblem is made of half-metal and half-wood material. After thousands of years, there are only some imperceptible scratches on the surface.

After receiving permission, Shade reached out and touched the holy symbol to confirm that it was indeed a magical item. It's a pity that the god has been gone for thousands of years. Without the maintenance of divine magic, this item will completely degrade into a mortal object. Although it is still a very valuable antique, without the protection of the miraculous element, the Holy Emblem will be worn away by time again. I am afraid it will not take a few hundred years, and even its current appearance cannot be preserved.

Neither Shade nor Dr. Schneider had any idea about Mr. Jims' family heirloom, so after settling the medical expenses, they said goodbye and left here. Dr. Schneider believed that Shade also contributed to the patient's cure, so before leaving, he gave Shade 5 pounds of the generous treatment fee paid by Mr. Jims.

Because of the large income in the afternoon, Shade took the cat to a restaurant outside for dinner in the evening. During the meal, he told Mia to thank Dr. Bill Schneider for this sumptuous dinner.

"Meow~"

The cat, who was anxious to eat, paid no attention to Shade.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the lights were on in the study on the second floor of No. 6 Saint Teresa Square. Shade, who had spent a fulfilling day, was immersed in his papers in the study. At the intersection of St. Teresa's Square, illuminated by street lights, a royal carriage convoy slowly approached, and the most luxurious carriage among them stopped under the street lights.

The car door opened and the great witch Miss Sylvia stepped out:

"Your Highness, I'll just leave here. You can go back and have a rest. You will have to visit the Tobesk Art Museum tomorrow morning."

She said to her students, Princess Margaret nodded hesitantly:

"Teacher, is this where you said your student in Tobesk lives?"

"In this neighborhood, but I won't tell you the exact address. She wrote to me in the afternoon and invited me to examine her papers this evening."

Miss Sylvia said, the golden chain of the handbag wrapped around her hand:

"Go back quickly. Remember to contact Serkeses to hand over the relics. We will try to complete the ceremony of sublimating the four rings to the fifth ring before you leave Tobesk."

She waved her hand. Princess Margaret actually wanted to visit the "lucky girl" who was favored by Miss Sylvia, but looking at the teacher's attitude, she knew that she would not be so lucky today.

"Teacher, will you come back tonight? I asked the servant to prepare supper for you in advance."

"Maybe I won't come back. We have a lot of things to talk about."

Miss Sylvia thought for a while and replied that in addition to the mathematics paper, Shade also wanted to ask her about increasing the range of [Lag's Jump].

Princess Margaret showed an unwilling expression and stayed at the student's home, which meant that the other party was really regarded as the witch's apprentice. She nodded reluctantly. As the carriage slowly drove away, the princess thought again of the Shad Hamilton she met this afternoon, who seemed to live in the house next to the square.

Margaret Anjou, with her pale makeup on her face, saw from the carriage window the door of No. 6 Model Lake on Place Saint Teresa in the hazy mist. When he saw the gas lamp on the second floor emitting an ambiguous light in the night fog, he knew that the knight was at home. The warm yellow halo shows a strange optical effect in the fog, and the circles of halo make people want to yawn.

She imagined what Shade might be doing at home alone. It was not that she suspected that Shade was Miss Sylvia's student, which was absolutely impossible, but she was thinking about how she knew that Shade was a very powerful ring warlock. Does the journey down to Tobesk have a special meaning?

"Speaking of which, the intelligence I have come across shows that Mr. Gray Eagle is also hiding in the neighborhood near Silver Cross Avenue and can see the house in the corner of Yodel Palace. I don't know where he will be. What a coincidence, Lei Jie Virtue's Hamilton, Teacher's Apprentice, and Mr. Gray Eagle all live nearby. Could there be any more outrageous residents living nearby?"

The carriage carried the sad girl away, and her sight also left the door of No. 6 Saint Teresa Square. After the dust raised by the carriage, Miss Sylvia quietly walked up the steps in front of No. 6 Saint Teresa Square, took off her wide-brimmed lady's hat covered with tulle, and looked up at the house in the dark night. full picture.

The exterior of the house looks a bit old, but there are some signs of renovation. Rusted gas pipes and steam pipes climbed up the walls, and the eaves of the high roofs were blurred in the dark. There seemed to be bats hanging on them, but if you look closely, they were just strange shadows. All the windows have curtains drawn, and there are several pots of flowers on the windowsill of the living room on the second floor. Under the illumination of the gas lamp, the dark shadows are cast on the curtains, which looks very lifelike.

"It turns out that this is where Shade lives. Visiting the home of a man who lives alone is really interesting to experience the famous haunted house in the urban legend of Tobesk. What will it be like?"

She bent her fingers and prepared to knock on the door, but at this time, Shade, who felt the badge on his chest becoming hot, had already walked down the stairs.

"Good evening, Miss Sylvia."

Shade opened the door and let the witch walk into the house. The young witch in a red dress smiled and nodded:

"Good evening, Shade, oh, good evening, sweet cat. It looks like a lot of fun here, do you mind if I stay up late?"

The door closed behind the two of them, and darkness once again enveloped the door of No. 6 Saint Teresa Square. The dim light of the gas lamp could not penetrate the haze and illuminate the metal house numbers on the door.

The light in the crack of the door went out, which meant that the light in the foyer was extinguished. Then there was the sound of footsteps going up the stairs from inside the door, their figures appeared in the living room window on the second floor, and then the two figures disappeared.

Miss Emma Sylvia, the great witch, officially started her first visit to the Knight's House.