Twenty minutes later, Siris Lassus came from behind the stage and walked onto the stage with the curtain still drawn.
The lights gathered through the lenses above the stage were still shining here. When the blonde girl walked up, she even felt a little hot. With a smile on her lips, she looked up and saw the blonde witch sitting alone on the silk cloth, with her left hand
Supporting the ground, my right hand reached behind my back and tried to button up the tight upper body clothing.
The witch's beautiful blond hair looked even more charming under the stage lights. Her originally fair skin now showed a strange and alluring color with a blush under the stage lights.
"I sent Shade away, and I gave him the black time key extracted from the land. I thought you would let him stay tonight."
As he said that, Sirius knelt on one knee behind her and reached out to help her button up the tight-fitting dress. The young girl looked at her sweaty neck and sniffed some weird smell.
The witch's face turned red:
"I still have some concerns. After all, no witch has ever done this before. What happened tonight was enough."
"Yes, yes, what happened in the past twenty minutes has never been done by a witch before."
Sirius repeated.
"Of course not, at least someone did it on Saturday."
Miss Benenice immediately retorted, and then immediately blushed. Fortunately, her back was to Sirius.
The young girl squinted her eyes slightly:
"Please take a deep breath. When you sewed this dress, you only considered using the special fiber invented by Miss Sylvia to embellish the beads, so that the beads would swing more beautifully when dancing. You did not consider this.
Do the clothes fit your body shape?"
Sirius asked. The witch noticed that something was wrong with her friend's mood, but her "other self" didn't see anything from her face. She was embarrassed to explain that she had deliberately sewed one size smaller.
So the topic changed:
"What do you think I will do? Oh, Siris, do you think I am a very frivolous person? This is the stage."
"But for you, isn't it the most romantic thing to create a new relationship on stage with a man you recognize after a performance in which you have invested all your emotions?"
Sirius, who knew her very well, asked with a smile. While the witch was taking a breath, she finally clicked the hook on her back into the right position. She stood up, then pulled Miss Benanis up, and the witch said again:
"But I was covered in sweat. This is not romantic at all."
"Don't be ridiculous, Vanessa, the witch's sweat doesn't have a strange smell. And no matter what I look at, Shade really likes you being soaked in sweat."
"Sirius!"
The blushing Miss Benenice interrupted her loudly, then turned around half ashamed and half angry and asked:
"Have you been peeking?"
The young blonde girl smiled softly:
"Yes. Including you saying that you still owe him a promise - because of the puppet incident, he said that promise is for you to never forget him."
"you"
Miss Benenice's face turned completely red, and the young girl looked down at the ground, then suddenly raised her head and said:
"Spring is here, Golden Dawn has rested all winter, and it's time to plan the performance locations for the spring and summer of 1854. I think, Vanessa, you don't plan to stay in the Randall Valley and be lazy, right?"
The witch of the earth smiled, thinking of many things:
"So Siris, do you have any plans for which city Golden Dawn will go to next?"
"Of course."
Siris Lassus said, gently stroking the witch's sweaty and flushed shoulders with his fingers:
"We will give him a surprise."
(Little Mia is running.)
"Is this what happened last night?"
On the early morning of Tuesday, pigeons landed in groups on Saint Teresa Square, but the air was still good despite the haze, waiting for feeding by well-wishers. It was already breakfast time on the second floor of No. 6 Saint Teresa Square.
The purple-eyed girl sat lazily at the table, listening to Shade telling about the performance he watched at the Wilde Opera House.
Shade nodded while soaking the breakfast biscuits in hot milk:
"I don't mean to praise other ladies in front of you, but that dance."
"I'm not that narrow-minded."
Luvia waved her hand:
"I just want to laugh."
"Well, you want to laugh because of my performance?"
Shade asked hesitantly, Luvia shook her head:
"Of course not, you didn't do anything wrong. It's because of Miss Benenice, she even had the courage to dance that kind of dance, but she didn't let you stay there overnight."
"Oh, Luvia~"
"I know you don't like to talk about this kind of topic."
The purple-eyed girl smiled and touched the cat that was drinking goat's milk, but Mia avoided her hand even though she lowered her head:
"However, I am very interested in the scene you described. If I have the chance, I really want to see the scene you mentioned. Don't look at me like that, Shade. What I am interested in is the meaning of dance.
. Judging from your description, it is a very old, very old sacrificial dance, praying for a good harvest and a prosperous population. It is really amazing that the witch can even find such information. "
Shade recalled the scene last night, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, lowered his head and continued to eat breakfast.
"Although it is just a symbolic sacrificial dance, I think it still has an effect."
Luvia continued, and Shade raised his head curiously and asked:
"What's the purpose? After she finishes jumping, will there be a bumper harvest in the Randall Valley area this year?"
Luvia shook her head and looked at Shade with a teasing look in her eyes:
"Of course not, I mean, your performance last night was really good. Even if you lent me your piece of eternal youth, I still can't bear it. Maybe we can discuss it with her and let her come more often at night.
I think Her Royal Highness the Princess and Dorothy would not object to dancing for you before."
Shade almost choked on the bread:
"It's breakfast time now, let's talk about something that has nothing to do with the night."
Shade was embarrassed to continue this conversation. He knew very well that the purple-eyed girl was making fun of him:
"Speaking of the Evergreen Leaf. Your Evergreen Leaf was fed to me on Saturday, so you can take this piece of mine."
"But didn't you only have the last piece? You said it yourself, the last time key on the night of the Battle of Randall Valley did not allow you to obtain any blades."
Hearing her mention the key, Shade thought of the strange black time key given to him by Sirius when he left the Wilde Opera House last night with his shirt buttoned.
Because the vicinity of the Night Temple is not the place where the Chosen Ceremony is held, and the church does not know that there is a direct entrance to the Heart of the Earth in the cave at the bottom of the hill, so the church does not arrange manpower to monitor the area. Therefore.
, Siris, who had obtained the power of the earth, took this opportunity to extract the key that Shade wanted. The ceremony was actually very simple.
The strange black key is also made of wood, and its size is exactly the same as a normal time key. Even the ancient elven script engraved on it is the same as a normal time key. But as Luvia said in the dream, the wood is completely dead.
of.
Because he got the key, Shade thought that when he and Luvia slept together last night, the long-haired Luvia would let him enter the dream again and discuss the key, but unfortunately she didn't.
Therefore, Shade planned to wait until [Father of the Infinite Tree]'s one-month "no use of time key" period expired before opening the key and going to the "Past Life·Sixth Era" to take a look at the special time key.
It's also a time key. Shade tried it after returning home last night, and that key can't be opened now.
But the good news is that the reason why it cannot be opened is only because of the tree father's ban.
"Although there is only one leaf left, for me, the effect of [Eternal Youth Leaf] is not necessary. For the life-saving effect, my own [False Immortality] is very effective. And, Luvia, don't you
Do you want your face to age a little bit?"
Shade said jokingly, and Luvia patted him gently:
"I have also learned part of the thaumaturgy in your [Secret Technique of Immortality]. How is it possible for you to grow older obviously?"
Although she said this, she still accepted the leaf and thanked her with a kiss.
Shade doesn't plan to go to Randall Valley anymore today. He can't show up there often recently. The only thing he has to do today is to wait for what Miss Carina said when she was at the cemetery yesterday, "There is something for Shade to go to."
"Do", so he seemed very lazy when eating breakfast.
Although Luvia is still on vacation today, she has just come back and still has a lot of things to deal with. Not only does she have to finish writing the business trip reports for the college and the Prophet Association, but she also has to publish the acquisition news on the black market before leaving the country.
, and the backlog of work to be processed.
Therefore, she left after breakfast, which disappointed Shade, who had planned to spend the morning at home with the purple-eyed girl.
"There will be a lot of time in the future, my knight, why are you so disappointed? Could it be that I am usually very cold to you?"
When Shade sent Luvia downstairs, the purple-eyed girl pretended to be dissatisfied and said. Then she kissed the side of Shade's face gently, and then lowered her voice and said in his ear:
"I wouldn't mind if you could invite Dorothy to your home. Consider it a reward for you."
After saying that, he walked out of the room with a blushing face, leaving Xia De holding his hand on the side of his face, suspecting that he had just heard the wrong sentence.
Since he had nothing to do for the time being, Shade didn't stay at home. He thought that even if Miss Carina sent someone to come, it wouldn't be very early, so he left little Mia at home to look after the house while he went out to Old John's house.