"The end of the world? Of course you know. The teacher mentioned it to me when he was still alive. Various signs in the past two years also indicate that the material world is collapsing."
The Countess immediately understood what Shade meant:
"Yes, you guessed it right. The thirteen chosen ones and the Great Witches of the Council should all have missions related to the 'Doomsday'.
But one thing you have to understand is that the chosen ones are definitely not chosen to save the world, and we big witches don't have that kind of power. The mission of "" and the witches is not to save the world as a stereotypical hero.
No one knows the story and the responsibilities entrusted to the chosen ones."
"Then what exactly are the chosen ones who have inherited the power of the ancient gods going to do?"
Xia De was puzzled, and then told the information he had:
"The coming doomsday is definitely not to end the Sixth Era and start the Seventh Era, but to completely destroy this world. In fact, the First Era, which lasts for tens of millions of years and millions of years, is the normal world. That
The era is called the 'Old Day'. And all the eras after the First Era are just the last afterglow before the collapse of the world.
In the Second Age, the ancient gods officially left, in the Third Age, evil spirits and demons were born in large numbers, in the Fourth Age, chaos and darkness consumed civilization, in the Fifth Age, only women wielded extraordinary power, and in the Sixth Age, doomsday and disaster are approaching step by step."
The countess suddenly closed her eyes, a mouthful of blood spurted on Shade's chest, and then said hurriedly:
"I'm fine, I'm fine, I just didn't expect it"
She reached out and brushed Shade's clothes to make the stains disappear, her eyes were a little dazed:
"Is the First Era a normal world? Although I know the stories and information of past eras, I have never thought about the end of the world, the chosen ones, and the truth about the rumored battle between the Witch Emperor and the Fifth Era.
Could it be"
Brilliant golden light appeared behind the countess, but because of Miss Elisa's illusion, the people on the dock did not see this scene.
Shade looked behind her and saw the familiar golden steps extending behind her step by step until the eleven golden steps were completely revealed.
Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the twelfth golden staircase appeared higher up. Although the new staircase had not solidified, according to Shade's understanding of the witches, this basically meant that the witch in front of him could already
Promoted to the twelfth level.
"Congratulations."
He said with a smile, but found that the Countess was still deep in thought. But perhaps she sensed Shade's doubtful eyes, she quickly woke up, first glanced back, was stunned for a moment, and then took back her gold
ladder:
"I thought of something. The diviners in the past generations of the Council have all left their own records of divination. The teacher also said some very strange things to me during his lifetime."
She sighed and looked at Shade very apologetically:
"Actually, I didn't come specifically to eavesdrop on the conversation between you and Emilia just now. I was thinking that since you are going to end your adventure in Yuewan, as the hostess here, I naturally want to thank you for what you have done to Yuewan.
contribute."
As he spoke, his face turned slightly red:
"Originally, I planned to invite you to return to the manor with me and go to my bedroom. You can do whatever you want except for that. But now I want to do some divination. I'm really sorry."
"Sorry for what? It's important to do business, and I'm not leaving tomorrow."
The countess bit her lip and looked at the considerate knight:
"In fact, even divination will not yield results. It will probably take me weeks, months or even years to verify the sudden inspiration. Oh, Shade, I feel that I am really too much for you, so why not let Matilda
How about staying with you tonight? I see that she has been secretly looking at you in the past few days."
In an instant, the scene of the Northern maid giving "maid teaching" to the Southern maid came to Shade's eyes again. However, he immediately shook his head and did not agree to her proposal:
"Go and do your work. I'm really looking forward to what you can divine. Remember not to sleep too late and stay in good spirits."
"knew."
She gently kissed the corner of Shade's lips again, but hesitated and did not leave immediately:
"I really don't need to call Matilda."
"It's really not necessary."
"Then, can you kiss me?"
She asked with a slightly red face, then Shade raised his head and kissed the birthmark between her eyebrows, and even lightly touched the skin. Bella Belindel's face immediately turned completely red, and she said, "Best wishes.
After the dream, he left as if running away.
Shade watched her disappear from the entrance of the cabin, and then looked at the sea view again.
[I thought you would agree to the blonde maid coming to you. Compared with the duchess of the north, the earl of the south is obviously more "generous". ]
Shade smiled:
"I haven't forgotten that Luvia asked me to hold the door open for her tonight."
"She" smiled in Shade's ear, and Shade counted ten more numbers in his heart, and then the footsteps sounded again.
Vanessa Benenice, who also had long blond hair, but a more mature face, but also more charm, came to Shade.
The witch of the earth put her arms on the guardrail and stretched her two hands outside the guardrail:
"I didn't eavesdrop on purpose, but another witch was promoted to the twelfth level because of you. This is really amazing."
"I don't have that much ability. I just talked to her about some things about ancient times."
Vanessa raised the corners of her mouth and turned to look at him:
"That writer lady of yours seems to be doing something outrageous."
"oh?"
Shade was a little surprised:
"Speaking of which, apart from eating, I didn't see Dorothy on the boat or at the manor all day today. Do you know what she was doing?"
"Of course she knows. She also asked me for advice and even asked sisters Megan and Audrey to help."
The wind blew her curly golden hair, and she continued to look at Shade with her head tilted and her face sideways:
"She is doing something that no mortal has done for a long time. She is recording stories about the gods. She is compiling the miracles that happened in the Sixth Age."
The stranger blinked before he understood what she meant.
When he first came into contact with the four-element system, Dr. Schneider emphasized that the most convenient and safe way to obtain "miracles" and "blasphemy" is definitely not to directly contact the power left by the gods, such as statues and holy symbols, but to read the gods.
Through the story, you can learn about the power and achievements of gods from the story, and thus touch the "miracle" and "blasphemy".
Therefore, only stone rubbings or books that record the stories and legends of gods in ancient times can allow ring magicians to gain power through reading.
Shade didn't know what conditions were needed to record the stories of the gods, and Shade didn't know to what extent these stories and legends should go to. But he knew very well that when he obtained the "Dark Chosen One" Ivan Darkness in death,
In the darkness, "she" in his ears did say that he had a chance to use a "miracle".
That opportunity was the "nightfall" that transformed day and night after Shade's recovery. At that time, he also told the girls and friends on the rubble that this was his "miracle". Dorothy heard afterwards that she must have realized it because of this.
What.
"Recording God's story, did Dorothy succeed?"
Shade was very curious. The waves were crashing and the lights were still bright at Yuewan Wharf at night. The dock workers continued to work under the bright gas lights. Occasionally, they looked up at the moored cruise ships but could not see anything.
Vanessa was still looking at Shade, her golden eyes slightly absent-minded, and then she shook her head:
"Probably not yet, but Megan said the possibility of success is very high, and she is looking forward to it. Shade, this is your miracle, a legend based on your story. Many years later, the bards are still
It will be said that before the Battle of the Five Gods in Moon Bay, there were three changes of day and night. Did Siris give you the ticket?"
The topic changed a little too quickly. Xia De knew that she came to chat with him so late and actually asked about this matter:
"Give it to me. What exactly are you going to perform? Sirius is mysterious and refuses to tell me. He only said that it is a multi-person opera. In fact, I am still looking forward to the dance like last time. Yes, your solo dance."
The last half of the sentence was spoken in a lowered voice.
The witch smiled:
"Did you like the last dance?"
"certainly."
Then the smile on Vanessa's face became even bigger, but there was a strange look in her golden eyes:
"I'm really sorry, the performance tomorrow night is not that kind of dance. But if you want to see it, the dance can be performed for you next time, yes, next time."
"Then what kind of play is it? Siris said that she also wants to participate in the performance. Is it a love story? A chivalric adventure? Or a court opera?"
Shade was looking forward to it. Vanessa hesitated and shook her head again:
"It's better to keep this kind of thing mysterious. Well, the performance form can be roughly described as 'interactive drama'. This is a very novel performance form currently, and it will interact with the audience while performing."
The outsider nodded immediately:
"I know, it's like the hero on the stage defeats the bad guy, and then asks the audience: Friends, should I kill him. Finally, the performance continues based on the loudness of the audience's voice."
"That's pretty much it."
She fiddled with the hair beside her ears and asked casually:
"Xia De, I know everyone is avoiding talking about this issue, but what were you thinking when you helped Yuewan block that blow on Sunday?"
"I didn't think much about it, and I don't know why I did it."
Shade looked at his hands and put his arms on the guardrail like her:
"My thoughts at the time were to avoid it, but saying so much can't change anything. If there is a next time, I will still want to avoid it."
"But in the end you still choose to go up?"
The witch smiled gently, she always knew that she had not chosen the wrong person.