"Perhaps, death is not the worst outcome sometimes."
Shade replied in his heart, and then felt the box he was carrying shaking slightly. Only then did he realize that it was already Monday night in the material world, and even according to the somatosensory time, it was already time for little Mia to eat.
So many things happened along the way that Shade almost forgot about the cat in the box.
So, under the curious gazes of the people around him, Shade threw the woman who was tied with chains behind him to the ground, then squatted down and put the box down, and carefully slid the lid open. In order to prevent the [Challenge of Life and Death] from attacking this animal
The still-living cat was affected, and Shade pressed his hand on little Mia's head in the box to prevent it from rushing out.
Looking down at the box again, I found the cat curled up in it, with its face raised and its big amber eyes looking pitifully at Shade outside.
"Oh, my little Mia."
Seeing red butterflies flying around, Mia carefully took the cat out of the box and held it tightly in her arms. Sure enough, I don’t know whether it was the effect of the red butterflies or the afterglow on Shade’s body at this moment, Mia
It was not affected by the narrow space.
However, when the cat was completely taken out of the box, its tail actually had a copper-colored hook tied with white thread.
"Oh, what is this?"
Only then did Shade realize that this was this week's "gift", and it was "taken" by Mia again. The requirement for this gift was to give gifts to two different friends this week. The value of the gift does not mean
Ask for it, but it must be a sincere gift.
"It seems that the god wants the children to learn to make friends."
He stood up with the cat in his arms, his depressed mood slightly improved after hearing the story about the twins. Just as he was about to explain to Granny Cassandra why his cat appeared here, his hand had already touched the copper-colored cat.
Slender hook:
"Oh? Miracle factor?"
The hook was neither a relic nor an ordinary item. Instead, it seemed like a special material containing magical power. Before Shade could make any further guesses, the voice in his ear had already given the answer:
[The material of this metal hook is exactly the same as the material of [God’s Gift Box].]
"I see, this is the leftover material left over from when the [Innocent Creator] made the box."
Now Shade understood:
"But what should I do with such a strange thing? The material has different effects in different people's hands. In the hands of mortals, it is at most a hook that is extremely strong, difficult to damage, has sacred properties, and can easily transmit spirits."
[God's Gift Box] The reason why it is "God's gift box" is not because of the material, but because of the maker.
But Shade suddenly frowned, and glanced suspiciously at Grace and Helen, who were still hugging each other among the red butterflies not far ahead, and then opened his mouth in surprise and looked at the sky:
"He, is he really that boring?"
The surprise and panic in my heart reached the extreme, and at this moment, the voice of Granny Cassandra came from beside me:
"Shadow, who is this?"
She was asking about the woman bound by the "Chains of Sin".
"Oh, this is one of the four 'nails' that have been resurrected from the dead. When Miss Helen Black and I went up the mountain, we met people from the Truth Society. They tried to make a location-type relic go out of control and caught it from it.
This woman."
Shade held the cat, and the cat squirmed in his arms:
"I think it's better to throw her into the big crack over there and let her return to death. Only death can fight death. This is what the ancient one on the top of the mountain told me."
"This is good."
Mother-in-law Cassandra nodded, of course she would not pity this innocent woman. Dust returns to dust, and the dead should not return.
Shade was about to manipulate the chain to send the woman to the edge of the gap, but stopped because Sister Devlin spoke:
"Mr. Hamilton, please let me come. I can help the ancient ones suppress the narrow room."
Shade nodded, so the nun calmly bent down and picked up the woman from the loose chain. Then, under the escort of Shade, she walked around Helen Black and Grace White who were hugging each other in the red butterfly group.
to the edge of the crack.
The black wind rustled, blowing the hem of Sister Devlin's clothes and long hair. She raised her hands flat in front of her, supporting the woman who had fallen into a coma in fright. But the nun did not directly throw the woman into the crack, but softly let her go.
After Shade got farther away, he whispered in ancient grammar:
"Fire, burn."
First, the back of the white hand appeared cracked, and in the crack was the glow of the original fire. The cracks and glow then spread to the whole body, forming a state similar to Sha De's "divine afterglow" on his clothes and skin.
red gesture.
However, when the flame touched the woman she was holding, the flame immediately began to burn. The crackling sound even covered the sound of the howling wind, and the burning light of the flame actually temporarily illuminated the surroundings.
Even brighter than the red butterfly next to it.
The nun's face was serious, but Shade could see that her hands had been burned by the flames. The light traces of the first fire were pulled back by the shrill wind, and the nun seemed to be set on fire herself.
She did not continue to wait, but gently threw the woman in her hand forward into the large crack on the top of the mountain in front of her.
The flames went out as the burning body disappeared, and she lowered her arms. Shade saw that the burn marks on the nun's hands were slowly healing.
"The purpose of letting Granny Cassandra bring me here to witness the ceremony is to pass some warm flames to the ancient one on the top of the mountain. In the past, it gave me the fire of the Phoenix. Now, I am willing to use the first fire
To repay her with the warmth."
Although Sister Devlin is also very powerful, she can't open the road to here casually like Helen.
"Can this suppress Hazama's loss of control for a long time?"
"It's only temporary. It will ultimately depend on the church's ceremony."
Probably noticing Shade looking at her hands, Sister Devlin retracted her hands into the sleeves of the gray-black silk nun's robe without leaving any trace:
"Grandma Cassandra knew you were the person her teacher was waiting for when you first came to Fort Midhill."
She said softly to prevent the witches behind her from hearing:
"In the Witches' Council, if there is only one person who will never harm you, it must be Granny Cassandra."
After saying that, she turned and left the crack, with Shade following her. Now he knew the reason why the old witch was friendly to him, but he wanted to know more about the reason why the Spiritual Cult had been so kind to him.
He was very sure that, at least so far, none of his actions in the past had anything to do with the [Spiritual Cult].
When the group of people left the narrow room and returned to the top of Mount Sikal in the real world, the moon was already hanging in the night sky.
Shade had a lot to say to Grace and Helen, who were cuddling together, and he also had a lot of things he wanted to ask them. But it was already late, and the whispering factor in the two of them was terrifyingly strong, so it was not suitable for conversation.
opportunity.
Sister Devlin and the witch master and apprentice went down the mountain with the twins, while Shade turned back to the abandoned tower on the mountainside. Although he did not engage in too many fierce battles, he had experienced so many things today, so it was time to return.
Have a rest at home.
"You can go see Dorothy."
He held Mia in his arms and looked at the moon on the top of the mountain in front of the ruined tower:
"She might like the story. No, she hates being sad."