The pharmacist lady's expression was a little sad, but also seemed to be hesitant. However, this expression only lasted for a long time and then disappeared. She didn't know what happened to her today, and she actually exposed her inner thoughts in front of strangers.
"Don't be so pessimistic. Although I only have six rings, I have a lot of great friends. For example, my teacher who asked me to investigate Edwards will be able to come here to help me when she is done with her own affairs."
Shade said again.
He was really confident about this matter. Not only did he summon the five great witches he was familiar with, but Miss Danister herself was enough to solve most of the troubles of this era. What's more, he also had Dai With cards like Sister Flynn, Priest Augustus, Dr. Schneider and Long-haired Luvia, plus himself, he didn't believe that the trouble here could be worse than that of Coldwater Port, Fort Midhill, Pantanal and Rand The Er River Valley is large.
【Ahem.】
"She" coughed softly in Shade's ear twice, or she imitated the coughing sound vividly. Shade immediately realized that he seemed to be thinking something he shouldn't have thought:
"It shouldn't be more troublesome than those, right?"
The brown-haired lady pursed her lips and shook her head, not lingering on the topic any longer:
"I don't know much about that prophecy. Please ask me one more question, the last one. If you want to ask more, I will continue to answer it for you next time we land on the island."
Shade thought for a moment:
"When you last landed on the island, you said that you didn't know how many Edwards were still alive. Has that answer changed now?"
The pharmacist lady nodded:
"I really don't know the first three generations of the family tree. As for the last three generations, four people from my father's generation, Uncle Hohenheim, Uncle Edward, Aunt Maria and my father himself, have all passed away; Of the five people in the fifth generation, two are still alive... Yes, you don’t have to guess, it’s me and my sisters; among the six people in the sixth generation, all are still alive.”
"I know a pair of twin brothers from the sixth generation. They are descendants of Willendale nobles. Their maternal grandfather is Edward Edwards."
"I can also confirm that the fourth generation little sister, a descendant of my aunt Maria Edwards, has been living in the Green Lake area since leaving the island, instead of leaving the local area like others. Her Two descendants, also twins."
Shade nodded:
"In other words, of the eight people alive in the next three generations, two are you and your sisters, and four are the two sets of twins from the sixth generation. Then, there are still two grandchildren of the fourth generation's eldest son Hohenheim. "
The witch knows the whereabouts of some of her relatives, which is expected. It is impossible for her to do nothing for so many years without investigating.
"Although I don't know the twin brothers you know about, I have heard about their whereabouts. Before my father died, he told about the last whereabouts of his brothers and sisters. Uncle Edward did go to Willondale. But the last two , I have never been able to find it.”
She shook her head sadly.
"After the four members of the fourth generation left the island and separated, there was no contact anymore?"
"Yes, I also asked my father this question, but he wouldn't tell me the reason. In fact, I only learned about most of the family's past events after his death. My father has always avoided my contact with these things."
Even the witch who hates men feels sad when she mentions her deceased father.
"That's enough. You gave me enough information this time."
Xia De said softly that although the outsider did not have any elder family members, he could understand the mood of the lady in front of him. And this was one of the few ladies he had come into contact with who aimed to survive and climbed up step by step.
Most people in the Witch Council probably don't know her story, but the Speaker, Ms. Sabella Yin, should know it. The Great Witch of Time may have other arrangements for this lady, but Shade can't guess.
Will the Speaker of the [Witch Council] come to the Green Lake area in person this time?
The pharmacist lady said that she is currently facing the problem of not being able to advance to the twelfth ring/twelfth level. In fact, Miss Carina has also encountered it. This kind of situation requires power beyond the usual specifications.
to help with promotion.
For the witches of the fifth era, it is to go deep into those strange places to find those gods who are kind or not so kind, and if you are lucky, you can meet Shade;
As for the sixth era, Miss Carina worked with Luvia and Tifa to open the door to true death, and transformed the edge of life and death into a "soul cemetery", allowing herself to obtain the [Death] Spirit Rune and be able to
Promotion.
Although this example is not universal, there is no second person in Shad's family who is on the verge of life and death and forced to transform again, but Shad does have [Aiken'ola - Arrow of the Chosen] in his hand. The person who was stabbed by the arrow,
You can add one more spiritual rune or one more thaumaturgy.
Of course, Shade couldn't take it out now, let alone tell the lady in front of him these things. Although he was willing to help the pharmacist lady, that would have to wait until the other party was willing to confess everything to him.
Maybe goodwill can be free of charge, but Shade also has to protect himself and the people around him.
"You can tell your teacher about family matters, but I have said so much about my private matters. Don't tell others easily, otherwise I will make you pay the price regardless of whether you are the chosen one or not."
The atmosphere was a little dull, so the pharmacist lady said half-jokingly.
"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who talks too much. Everyone has their own secrets and thoughts. It's my honor if you are willing to tell them to me."
He would only choose appropriate information to tell Miss Daniste. After all, Miss Daniste cares about the members of the Edwards family, not the thoughts and moods of these people.
"Your mouth may be more powerful than your strength."
The sorceress teased:
"Do all the female companions you date know that you are so powerful?"
Shade smiled and did not answer the topic. He knew that the other party was testing his gender, but he was not willing to share with others that he was dating girls. He did not think it was something worth showing off.
As if to interrupt the conversation between the two, the next second, the field of vision, which had become narrower due to the darkening of the sky, suddenly narrowed again. The two people, who were originally 1.5m apart, could only look at each other at this moment.
to the outline of the other person's body.
The two stood up and turned to look at the tombstone. Above the tombstone, the faintly glowing spirit of the blacksmith finally appeared.
"Mr. Watson, rope."
The sorceress said simply, and Shade knowingly threw out the rope. The pharmacist lady grabbed one end to stop it from wrapping around her waist:
"Wait a minute, you don't need to pester me. Oh, is your live rope trick different from the normal version?"
Fortunately, the fog was very thick and she couldn't see the embarrassed expression on Shade's face.
After experiencing what happened last time, this lady was obviously prepared. She cast a spell on the rope and lightly tapped the thick cable with her finger. The rope quickly became thinner until it turned into a golden luminous thread.
She motioned to Shade to tie the silk thread on her little finger like she did, and then explained softly:
"Now no one can see this line except you and me. At the same time, in this connection state, even if we close our eyes, we can still perceive each other's position, and the sound and visual transmission effects between us have also been enhanced.
.This is to facilitate movement on the island. I will remove this line after we leave."
Shade could indeed see her more clearly at this time, and her voice became louder. Of course, the most obvious effect of enhancing the perception of the two of them was that the badge on Shade's chest was heating up.
Although the heat is not as high as that of a witch, it is almost the same as when Tifa is close:
"Sure enough, it is impossible to eliminate the witch's curse. She only compressed the detection effect to within one meter for special reasons."
Shade thought in his mind, but did not show any abnormality.
[This is not thaumaturgy or incantation, this is the secret art of the witch.]
At the same time, "she" also whispered in Shade's ear, which completely confirmed the identity of this lady.
After dealing with the problem of perception, the pharmacist lady took out various items prepared for the "key". Fish bones, flawless amethyst, flawless obsidian, the bones and teeth of the lord's wife, and the ones she obtained from Michaela Blast Furnace City in the morning.
The red leather notebooks were placed in front of the grave.
Then the pharmacist lady rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white wrists, and then slit her wrists neatly with a dagger. This would be a suicidal act for any ordinary person, and only a magician would dare to do this without hesitation.
Blood stains appeared on the skin that was like the most noble work of art. Then the test tube was taken by the sorceress's other hand and placed on the wound. She frowned slightly, obviously not feeling the pain, but Shade was still there.
I feel sorry for the wounds on my fair skin.
"Mr. Watson, is it not a gentlemanly thing to stare at other people's hands like this?"
The pharmacist's slightly cold teasing also made Shade look away. After asking for permission, he picked up the small red leather notebook. After opening it, he found that it was a diary, and the owner of the diary.
Obviously I have not developed a good habit of recording every day. The interval between dates is usually about five or six days.
On page 23 of the notebook, there is a record of the day Edward Edwards was born. Based on the handwriting style of the diary, this diary should belong to Pride Edwards, the father of the four Edward brothers and sisters and the last generation of lords.
Relics.
Soon, the slender glass test tube was filled with red liquid. The pharmacist lady summoned a fireball to illuminate the surroundings, and the liquid turned out to be as beautiful as a liquefied ruby under the light.
