"Judging from the clothing and the order of memories, the one who was killed should be Theodore Bronte's wife."
Miss Bell said softly.
After killing his wife, the owner of the memory cast a spell to retain the soul of the sad woman, and took a carriage to the family cemetery, sending her to the "edge of life and death".
He did not follow, but stood alone in the empty cemetery and said to himself:
"This is all for your own good. Death is for rebirth. Sooner or later, I will let you all live and gain eternal life like me. What I have gained, don't leave it, whether it is my life or your life.
Why does the curse of time require me to be exposed to high concentrations of death power on a regular basis? This will greatly consume the life force I absorb, making my consumption even greater. So, is this time urging me to kill?
It turns out that if I want to gain a longer lifespan, I have to let others lose the lifespan they should have, so everyone’s time is still conserved. Yes, that’s it!”
The picture ended, and another series of incoherent pictures flashed by.
The witch sighed softly:
"He is indeed crazy."
At this point, Bronte's initial contact with the secret of the tree cave, his discovery of the coffin's contact with the "Mourner" and the time curse he carried have all been revealed. Shade thought that there would be nothing important in the scattered scenes after that, but he didn't expect
The picture that flashed by quickly was frozen again, but this time the picture was quite strange.
"Is this a dream?"
The owner of the memory is walking through the dim forest at night, but the surrounding scenery is extremely unstable. Dynamic dark color blocks are constantly reorganizing at the edge of the field of vision, and the clearest part in the center of the picture seems to be covered with a layer of gray.
Filter.
Bronte staggered while walking, and the strange forest actually seemed to take the initiative to make way for him. Bronte in the dream probably didn't realize that he was dreaming, and just kept walking forward. Just as Shade was curious
What kind of unforgettable thing did he dream about? The road in the forest at night came to an end.
And at the end of that road, as Bronte raised his head in the dream, there was a big black tree that seemed to connect the sky and the earth.
"Moonlight Slash!"
The black branches protruding from the picture cling to the wall of Room 317, seemingly covering the entire ceiling and walls in just an instant. In Miss Bell's view, time seems to be discontinuous, because the branches are
The growth actually didn’t show any progress.
The moonlight accurately hit the ritual array that reads soul memories, and even if the ritual was destroyed, it only interrupted the scene in Bronte's dream, but those dense branches still grew in the room.
The intermittent and incoherent time completely destroyed the stability of time in this room. In Miss Bell's eyes, everything around her became extremely strange because of the stop, rapid speed, and slowdown of time. And with the thick fog in the narrow space of time,
As they poured into the room, the bodies of the witch and the red-haired girl became blurry at the same time.
"Damn, what is this?!"
"Meow!"
"Hold my hand!"
"Miss, you speak too fast and I can't hear you clearly!"
The chaotic room suddenly became a mess. The cat made threatening noises at the surroundings, and the small flames sprayed from its mouth actually slowed down the growth of those black branches.
But no one noticed it for the time being. Miss Bell had covered her head and squatted down in pain, while Shade reached out and held the hands of the two ladies at the same time. Then he found that his hands began to become transparent. Fortunately,
This was no longer his first time entering the Vista Grove:
"The journey back in time! Come back to me!"
He pushed forward hard, and the two ladies took a staggering step forward and their bodies became solid again. Shade also quickly called out the "Staff of Yggdrasil", and then suddenly used his long
The stick hits the ground:
"The stability principle of the ancient elves!"
After a thump~ sound, the emerald green light resisted the surrounding dense fog. Because the memory picture of the black giant tree had disappeared, the power that destroyed the stability of time had no source. As Shade's expression slightly changed,
He outputted his spirit ferociously, and the gray mist and those snarling branches continued to shrink in the emerald green light.
He held the middle part of the staff with both hands and was unable to let go, but he still shouted for help:
"If this doesn't work, give me my essence!"
The two ladies reached out to him at the same time, and their hands touched each other on Shade's chest. The witch subconsciously retracted, which caused the red-haired girl to take out the perfume bottle.
The cork was pulled out, Shade took a deep breath, and the glowing pink liquid gathered into a stream of water and entered his mouth. Recently, he had been using essence frequently, and now there was only a layer of liquid left at the bottom of the bottle. If it hadn't been for today
I'm afraid not a drop of Margaret's "practice" will be left at this moment.
But at least these remaining essences still replenished enough spirit for him. With his eyes glowing slightly pink, the emerald green light emitted from the top of the long staff became stronger and stronger, squeezing the mist and the living space of those black branches.
.
In the end, before Shade almost lost his strength, the fog and branches all disappeared into the void.
"Hu~hu~"
Shade panted and knelt down on one knee holding the staff. The cat meowed worriedly. Miss Daniste quickly walked to the cloakroom to check the condition of the wardrobe she kept here. Miss Winslet went to help herself.
apprentice, but also did not forget to ask Shade:
"How are you doing?"
"It's okay, it's okay, just let me take a few breaths. How is Miss Bell?"
Even little Mia was obviously fine, but the young witch apprentice was severely traumatized by the series of time anomalies just now. When she opened her eyes and woke up, she saw the three people in the room gathered around her.
She thought for a while in confusion before she remembered what had just happened. Her lips, which were moist because she was fed some holy water, wriggled a few times, and then she whispered:
"That big tree, Miss, that big black tree that grew in Bronte's dream, that is an evil thing, that is the remains of ancient times, that is the source of the instability of time in the Vesta Grove, that is
.”
Her body twitched unnaturally, and Miss Winslet wanted her to shut her mouth and rest first, but the increasingly pale witch apprentice still told the truth about what she saw when her spirit was almost crushed:
"I saw a vision of a great tree collapsing to its end in ancient times, and its debris splattering across the physical world. The debris of the tree, the debris of the tree, it was in the Vesta Grove. Yes, the debris of the tree, the curse.
"big tree"
Black dead branches grew out of her mouth, but were immediately destroyed by the witch. Flora Winslet covered her mouth, and then used healing magic together with Shade and Miss Danister.
technique.
The sun, silver moon, red moon and the power of nature enveloped her. The exhausted girl gradually fell into a deep sleep and her face calmed down.
Although the council failed to provide more help, at least the council supported enough potions and alchemy materials. They also gave Miss Bell a calming potion. After Shade confirmed that her condition was better, the other girls came
Lou took Miss Bell away to take care of her, and the witch's face turned ugly:
"Is what Charlotte said true or false? The tree that York Brontë dreamed of."
"Will it be a teacher?"
The red-haired girl immediately asked Shade, and Shade immediately shook his head:
"Of course not. Miss Bell said it was a remnant from ancient times. Moreover, Ms. Carter's death was not even half a century ago, and it is unlikely that it will continue to affect Brookwood Town and Vista Grove."
He signaled the two nervous ladies to relax and pulled them to sit down:
"What I'm actually more curious about is, why did Bronte dream about this?"
With that said, the three of them went to look at the soul core that had been recovered by Shade. The frozen soul was originally pure white, but now it was stained with dark lines. The witch has concluded that it can no longer be viewed as any memory:
"If Charlotte hadn't gone crazy just now, then in addition to an unknown number of Paradox Insects, there are actually the remains of the World Tree in the Vesta Grove? No, I feel scared just thinking about this possibility."
She pursed her lips and was quite worried, but Shade didn't feel much surprise. Now that it is known that the material of [Yggdrasil's Staff] is the dead World Tree, Luvia in the past must have
Contacted the remains of the World Tree.
And if there is one chosen person among the thirteen who is most likely to have wreckage in his story, then it must be now.
"But if it is really the remains of the World Tree, what happened just now?"
The red-haired girl asked in confusion:
"We don't even see the body directly, but through the memory of the soul, to see what appeared in his dream. The black tree. I just saw an outline, and I still feel very mentally ill until now. I saw the Paradox Bug
I never felt this way.”
"If it is really the remains of the so-called World Tree, then that fragment probably turned into an evil thing in an unknown ancient era."
This was worse than Shade thought. He originally thought that the final opponent this time would be something like the "Paradox Insect King", or a monster whose body and soul had been completely mutated due to frequent time travel.
The three of them were silent, each thinking about different things. Finally, Miss Winslet was the first to say:
"No matter what is in the Vesta Grove, at least this time, we seem to have found the source of the local anomaly. The disaster of time that first arose here has been explained.
And we will face the next thing together, right? Now I understand why no matter whether it is the Five Gods Church, the three major colleges or our parliament, they are very careful not to send large troops directly to the local area.
I guess, even if they don’t know about the tree, they should have their own guesses.”
