"Yes, it is as invalid as the whereabouts of the divination teacher."
This time she really started to cry.
"no problem, no problem."
Shade continued to pat her back gently:
"Since the divination is invalid, we will enter the [Silver Moon Library] again to search for records. We can only use the ritual to open the door once a year. But the last time we opened the door was in January this year, which was the 24th of the Newborn Moon.
It’s already the Dead Leaf Moon of October, and we can wait another two months before we can go there again.”
After hearing what he said, the red-haired sorceress hummed softly, but still refused to let go of Shade. The witch on the side pouted her mouth slightly and seemed a little dissatisfied, but Shade could only continue:
"And that lady is the Thirteenth Ring. She has not been weakened by the curse. Since she knew before she died that there would be big problems with her body, she must have made the same arrangements for herself as she told me last night. I think
Rather than someone discovering the cursed tree, it is more likely that she hid herself.
If a thirteenth-ring warlock wants to hide his body, you may not be able to find it even if you restore the thirteenth ring and look for it yourself."
"You, you are right."
Miss Denister agreed with this statement. She finally pushed Shade away and turned to wipe her tears. She also asked him to turn and look back instead of looking at her crying face:
"Flora stayed up late last night and painted a new oil painting for you. You should go and take a look at the oil painting about the ball."
Shade said rather helplessly:
"So why can't you do whatever you want during the day? Whether it's waiting for news or painting, staying up late is very harmful to the body."
"We are ring magicians~"
"Staying up late makes girls grow old."
Now they were speechless.
The red-haired girl went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup, so Shade followed the witch who was already expecting her to the easel on the wall.
This is the second of the six paintings that the witch agreed to paint for Shade. The size of the painting is the same as the previous one, and the colors are still chosen to depict the banquet scene at night, so the bright yellow of the lights and the deep blue of the night sky were chosen.
In the center of the picture was a pair of dancing men and women. Although she deliberately did not describe their faces in detail, she could still barely tell that they were Shade and Iluna.
The two of them were wearing formal ball gowns, with Shade holding Iluna's waist and Iluna leaning back.
In the background is a huge clock, and inside the clock can be seen the outline of a lady wearing a gorgeous dress. There are several flying owls around it, which is obviously the private property of "Miss Owl".
Although the scene is described at night, most of the colors in the background are warm orange and gold tones, symbolizing the atmosphere of autumn. There are also some other characters and buildings around the picture to enhance the grand atmosphere of the banquet.
The overall tone of the oil painting is warm and romantic, giving people a sense of magic and fantasy. Even Shade, who has no taste in art appreciation, can praise this as another masterpiece.
When other people look at it, they may think that the owl and clock in the scene are some kind of metaphor, but Shade can see that this is clearly a painting of him and Iluna in 1854 and Helena in 1821 at the same time last night.
·The scene where Ms. Carter dances.
Flora Winslet very skillfully condensed all the complex scene information into one picture, and the dynamic picture did indeed express its intended meaning.
Shade was very satisfied with this painting. It was a perfect souvenir of last night.
“Very good, very good!”
He praised like this, and the witch raised her head slightly, with a smile on her lips:
"I also feel that this painting is very good. I was imagining it on the way back last night. I am gradually surpassing myself. A steady stream of inspiration inspires more creativity, and charming stories are the best seasoning.
"
She stood side by side with Shade, both of them staring at the oil painting. What Shade was thinking was that no matter which tree hole was to be destroyed, he should consider taking the lead in destroying the 1821 door where Ms. Helena Carter was.
The wooden door was charged, and what the witch was thinking about was that next time she would draw a scene of Shade dancing with her:
"Then he persuaded Shade to hang the oil painting in his home so that Carina could see it every time she visited."
Although neither of them slept, both ladies said they were not sleepy. After sitting down on the sofa, Shade talked about destroying the tree hole:
"Currently, the three tree holes we have in hand, the book can be contained by my relics, and we are not considering destroying them for the time being. The remaining cabinets and doors, the former connects three points in time, I am worried that they will be used in the future. The latter
The author connected it to a critical point in time, and I don’t plan to destroy it for the time being.”
When the red-haired girl heard that he did not plan to destroy the door from 1821 immediately, she immediately smiled:
"So we won't do anything for now? Well, the academy will prepare the [Sands of Time] for you. I remember we have a lot of it in stock."
"Yes, don't do anything for now.
I only have one Philosopher's Stone in my hand. Although destroying a tree hole may not consume all of it, it can still be saved after all. I plan to find out about Bronte first and take a look at the tree he holds.
What's going on with the hole?"
"Has York Bronte come back now after you sent him away last night?"
The witch then asked, and Shade nodded:
"He came back before Iluna and I left last night. It was probably when we entered the woodland after saying goodbye to you. I have been sensing his movements, and the place where he returned was in the west of the Vista Woodland.
I'm not sure whether he came back through his own tree hole, or whether he came back according to the rule that "time travelers will travel again at the location where they stayed for a long time."
On the way to the hotel this morning, I confirmed that he is still in the city, so I want to go and see where he returned last night before deciding what to do with him."
He looked at the two ladies and shook his head decisively:
"You two should rest in the room, and no one should follow me. I will be back soon. If I decide to fight York Bronte today, I will call you again."
"Let Danister rest, I'll follow you. I'm an owl now, and my schedule is irregular. I'm just as energetic during the day and night."
As she spoke, the witch turned into an owl and landed on Shade's shoulder:
"And maybe you can travel through time. What if something happens to you without me following you?"
"Let Flora follow you."
The red-haired sorceress also said this. She really needed to rest. She had too many emotional ups and downs last night:
"You two should also be careful when moving in the woods. Aren't the church's teams looking for something in that direction?"
The window opened, and the owl grabbed the silver cat and flew into the gloomy sky. The red-haired girl on the sofa waved goodbye to them. After Miss Bell packed away the tea set and left the room, she came alone to the oil painting that had not yet dried.
In front of him, he looked at the dancing Shade and the blurry figure in the clock.
"Teacher, where are you?"
(Little Mia is running.)
Under the gloomy sky, the owl followed the guidance of the "Cat Passenger" and flew to the west of the city. Shade was originally worried that they would really run into the church's team, but along the way they just rubbed shoulders with a group of geese planning to fly south.
While passing by, the latter was disrupted by the turbulent airflow caused by the rapidly flying owl.
"Are you sure this is the direction?"
When they were about to approach their destination, the owl suddenly asked Shade. The silver cat was quite sure:
"Yes, that's for sure. Is there any problem?"
"has a problem."
There was still some distance from the destination, but she took the cat and landed directly on the tree on the ground. The two of them returned to human form together, and Xia De frowned slightly when his feet stepped on the ground. He also felt it:
"Isn't the death aura in this forest a bit heavy?"
It is not that there cannot be any smell of death in the forest, but the smell of death in this area is obviously a bit too strong.
"It's a little too heavy, and the number of living creatures around here is abnormally low."
The witch said softly and motioned for Shade to follow her forward:
"Just walk forward. You will miss many clues in the air. If you go in this direction, the smell of death is strongest here."
"That's where York Bronte appeared last night. It seems that he has other 'surprises' waiting for us."
The further we walked, the greater the impact of the breath of death on this woodland. The golden forest in late autumn gradually turned into withered yellow, until even the trees began to become twisted and sparse.
This area was marked on the map that the hermits sold to Shade, but it only said "the probability of the undead resurrecting increases due to unknown reasons."
Shade's induction last night only pointed out a small area, and the witch's perception at this time could only pinpoint the source of the death breath in a small area. The two spent some time searching in the woods, and finally stopped at
On the edge of a small open space.
At this time, there was almost no dead grass underfoot, and the few large trees standing around were also unusually low. Shade stepped on the ground a few times, and there were signs that the soil had been turned over recently. Although the other party had covered up the traces, it was obvious that the
Not seriously:
"What lies beneath our feet? It seems that the hermits have never investigated this place carefully."
"They look like they don't like to cause trouble, and if their statement is accurate and there are really countless Paradox Bugs sealed here, then it would be a prudent move not to investigate."
Shade took out the shovel and without using the witch, he easily dug through the moist soil that almost turned into dark black. He didn't dig very deep before he found a wooden coffin, but he only cleared the top.
After the floating soil came out, Xia De didn’t dare to touch it anymore:
"Is there such a thing?"
The breath of death seeped out from that coffin, and even turned into gray mist to fill the tomb. But this is not the key. The key is that when Shade touched the lid of the coffin just now, he actually sensed two very familiar feelings at the same time.
the power of.
PS: The picture in this chapter is "Second Oil Painting - Dance of Three People".
The book introduction includes the group number of the book club (the second group after the bombing).