The Whispering Verses Chapter 2653: Warm sun, blazing fire and poetry

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Chapter 2652 The Warm Sun and the Blazing Fire and the Fragments of the Psalm

The semi-finished “warm” potion appears in the crucible as an ointment with a dull gray color. Miss Winslet brewed the potion in the bathroom of her room. At this time, the bottles and jars had been put away, just waiting for Shade to come and take the final step.

Miss Danister also followed, curious about what Shade would do. But she didn’t see Shade use any fancy skills. He just surrounded both sides of the flames under the crucible with his hands, and then integrated his own flames into the flames.

The rising heat makes the room steamy in the late autumn evening. The potion in the crucible quickly changed from an ointment to a golden liquid the color of sunlight due to the heat. Bubbles exploded one after another on the surface of the liquid, and the sound was also very beautiful.

Miss Bell then handed over a spoon, and Miss Winslet scooped up half a spoonful of the potion and shook it, then brought it to her mouth and took a sip.

“How was it?”

Everyone was curious, but the witch just frowned slightly and handed the spoon to her apprentice. So Miss Charlotte Bell also took a sip of the potion, and her pale complexion turned rosy almost immediately. The young witch apprentice looked at the crucible in surprise:

“It’s really effective. I now feel a heat that seems to be pouring out of my soul.”

The curious red-haired girl also took a sip. The “warming” potion has the effect of maintaining body temperature for people other than the “Death” series of great witches.

“The citrus-flavored potion tastes great, and it does feel warm, like taking a hot bath.”

She commented, handed the spoon to Shade again, and then asked:

“Flora, don’t you feel it’s working?”

“No, it works, it is indeed very warm.”

She hesitated for a moment and looked at Shade, who was smacking his lips to taste the potion, while the cat was jumping at his feet:

“However, the temperature of this potion can only be regarded as the warm sun of late autumn, enough to make cold souls yearn for it; but I have touched the fire of the blazing sun in midsummer, which is enough to burn me to death. Compared with Well, this potion can only be regarded as a dessert.”

“Fire of the Sun? Oh, you mean the Fire of the Sun? I still have some of these flames, will this work for you?”

Xia De then asked curiously, and the witch shook her head slightly:

“It’s not a specific flame, I already know where the temperature is, and I will get it.”

The rosy-faced Miss Bell took the spoon and looked at Shade quietly. Miss Danister looked at Shade and then at the Witch, showing a meaningful expression.

But no matter what, this potion is at least very effective for Miss Bell, so the witch will prepare some more in the future. She also admitted that although she pursued a warmer temperature, this potion was enough to warm her body when she was the coldest, but that was all.

Compared to Flora Winslet, little Mia liked this citrus-flavored potion, but Shade just let it taste. It had been left at the hotel today and seemed to be doing fine. However, Shade did not plan to stay for dinner with the cat. He just handed the purchased jewelry box to the witch and planned to leave:

“This looks like an antique used by ancient witches, and there seems to be something hidden inside.”

Press the small bump on the front of the silver jewelry box, and the lid will open automatically with a click. There is a mirror embedded in the lid of the box, which is convenient for users to use when wearing jewelry.

The witch stopped Shade who was about to leave:

“Wait a minute, I know what this is. This is a little trick popular among witches in the late Fifth Age. They can use mirrors to hide and transmit messages. It is said that the proud witch emperors have affairs with beautiful commoner witches ”

She pressed her fingers on the mirror and muttered a few spells in a low voice. Shade and Miss Denister both came closer, and then saw black pen marks on the neat mirror.

“It’s the mark left by the eyebrow pencil.”

Miss Danister reminded.

The black eyebrow pencil mark left a short sentence on the mirror:

[When time begins to flow, the secret buried in the forest is the stone step to obtain the highest honor. 】

“Remnants of the Psalm?”

Miss Danister asked uncertainly, Shade nodded:

“It looks like a fragment of a poem. It seems to mean that the Time Chosen can become the Chosen, ultimately relying on the secret of the Vesta Grove.”

“Then what is the biggest secret here? The tree hole?”

The witch asked, if it was before today, Shade might think this was the case, but obviously things are different now:

“No, the biggest secret here is the countless paradox insects sealed here!”

The fragments of the poem about the chosen ones of time are the smallest parts that have been excavated. The information St. Byrons had about the Chosen One was not even as valuable as this discovery.

But even with such a surprising discovery, Shade still didn’t stay for dinner. He even said that he might not come until the afternoon tomorrow or even not at all. He was thinking about discussing the new angel bones with Priest Augustus, and it seemed that there was currently no part of the investigation in Vesta City that required his participation.

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Whether it is the origin of the dragon beast, news about the Nightsong elves, Margaret’s tracking of the professors who participated in the study of the Tree Father Temple, the elves’ paradox insect potion, or the search for local new “Time Traveler”, these will take time to investigate.

So Shade wanted to take care of his own business in Tobesk tomorrow, and the two ladies in the Accordion Hotel didn’t have any objections to this. Only when Miss Bell sent Shade downstairs did they stand under the sunset outside the window and talk about Shade’s plan:

“Although we always say that he is a little too anxious to deal with things, if he really doesn’t come for a day, I will probably be very uncomfortable.”

The witch did not hide her thoughts.

“Flora, I see your attitude towards Shade. Don’t you have thoughts about him?”

Seeing that the witch was noncommittal and even turned into an owl and stood on the windowsill, Miss Danist handed her the “Time Anchor” again:

“This is what we bought in the afternoon, it can suppress the time curse. The effect on me is that my age is still eighteen years old, and my level is still seven rings, but the total amount of spirit has returned to 20 points from the peak of thirteen rings. One. This is what Shade paid for you, remember to pay it back to him.”

“You really don’t want your students to suffer.”

Miss Owl said, controlling the rope hanging the ring around her neck:

“It feels pretty good. The spellcasting restrictions in the owl form have been further lifted, and the consumption in the human form has also been reduced a lot.”

“That means you don’t have to stand on Shade’s shoulders anymore?”

“No, no, it’s just that the consumption is reduced, it’s not that there is really no consumption.”

The chubby round-faced owl pressed against the window glass and saw Shade walking into the crowd in front of the hotel:

“Danister, are you saying that he is really not the chosen one of time?”

“Since he said it wasn’t, it must not be the case. I believe him. Why, are you still doubting this? Or do you think I deliberately told you this because I wanted to protect my students? ?”

Owl said nothing more, she just wanted to see clearly what kind of secrets that man had.

I threw my glass slipper in the alley and returned home, only to find that it was still evening, but Tobesk outside the window was gloomy and terrifying. The violent storm was still hitting the city, so much so that when Shade transformed little Mia back, there was a sudden thunder outside, which frightened the cat into jumping up.

“Wait a minute, since when are you afraid of thunder?”

“Meow~”

The reason why he did not stay in the hotel for dinner was because Shade wanted to visit Priest August this evening. But seeing how bad the weather was, he gave up his plan to go out after some thought. But because the weather was so bad, Luvia, who got off work from the Prophets Association, did not return to her own apartment in the rain, but came to Shade:

“Shad, you’re at home. Are you making dinner? I’d better do it. Just think of it as paying for my stay tonight.”

After kissing Shade’s side face, she went to make dinner.

Except for Luvia, no other lady came to visit tonight. And this violent autumn rain continued into the night and became even more terrifying.

At seven-thirty in the evening, a purple-eyed girl wearing a pink nightgown stood in front of the window glass of the study, holding her own tea cup.

The gas lamp light in the rainy night was so dim that it was almost impossible to see. The difference in light between indoors and outdoors made her face and the indoor scene clearly reflected on the glass. But behind the glass, she could clearly see layers of rain sliding down the glass.

It was as if someone was standing in the air and pouring water down, but the sound of the violent rain made the people staying in the warm and comfortable room feel particularly at ease:

“According to the weather forecast, this extreme rainstorm may not stop tonight. The weather conditions this year have been very strange. The few snows and hailstorms in the summer have just passed. I am afraid this will be the problem this autumn. It’s raining continuously.”

Xia De, who was sitting at the desk, was looking at her back:

“Although the sewer system in Saint Teresa Square is very good, I think I have to prevent the problem of water intrusion on the first floor. Luvia, didn’t you say last week that the college’s autumn astrology event would start again this year? Are you going to stay here forever? ”

The fortune teller turned around and looked at him with a smile:

“What, you want me to live here this fall like last year? Will this prevent you from connecting with other girls?”

Xia De answered the question with a question:

“Louvia, don’t you want to live here?”

“Okay, cunning man, I’ll clean up and move here. I just hope Dorothy and the others won’t complain.”

       

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