The Whispering Verses Chapter 114: The writer of fairy tales

The old god? As soon as he finished speaking, in Chad's field of vision, he almost saw a golden light covering the boy Chad at an instant.

"Blessing? This is..."

[Yes, that’s why this story can reach your point in time, and therefore has power. 】

Then, the saint looked at Shade again:

"So what do you understand?"

Xia De then realized that he was also regarded as a "child" by the saint, and the question just now was asked to four people.

"Me? Yes, I understand..."

This kind of story appreciation and reading comprehension is something that Shade is very familiar with. He had a lot to say, but in the end he didn't talk about complicated adult things. Here was the story of children, with the Old God [the Creator of Innocence] in front of him.

So Shade gave the answer that touched him the most. This is what he really thought after hearing this story in the two worlds:

"There's nothing to understand, I'm just thinking, if I can, I really want to save her."

The three children looked at Shad, and they agreed with this view:

"Yes, if possible, we must save her!"

This is another uniform answer. There is definitely something wrong with the current state of the three children.

The saint smiled. This was not a polite smile, but a real smile from the heart:

"Look, [False Immortality] is so suitable for you."

At this moment, the store door behind Sha De suddenly opened, revealing the endless white mist outside the door. An invisible force suddenly grabbed his shoulder and dragged him towards the door.

Ten minutes are up.

The three children still sitting on the high stools excitedly waved goodbye to Shade, while the young man behind the counter said softly:

"See you next time. Thank you for your story, good night and sweet dreams."

[Outlander, you have returned to the present time. 】

[Message from the ancient **** "Father of the Infinite Tree":]

【Unfinished task. 】

[Time Key; Fifth Age-1068-Innocent Creator, 2/3 damaged. 】

【You will need to wait a week for the next activation time. 】

He flew out of the white mist door. Because he was prepared in advance, he only staggered back two steps to avoid falling to the ground.

The orange cat Mia had already rushed to the door of the study in three seconds. She happened to meet Shade coming back, so she happily circled around him.

Shad picked up the soft cat and took out the key from his pocket with his other hand. The wooden key was almost broken when he squeezed it.

He is still attracted by the stories he tells. He has not been exposed to fairy tales for a long time since he became an adult. Tonight, when he tells stories to children from the past, he is actually telling them to himself.

A smile appeared on my face for a long time:

"The story is over, and there is still strength and growth left. Although the task is still not completed this time, the children's wishes are obviously simpler than the afterglow of divinity. Let mortals gain strength and let children grow up in a short time. , these may be possible with the knowledge of St. Byrons."

He murmured to himself, and thought of the poor girl's figure in the illusion created by the saint.

Looking down at her fingers, the flames suddenly burst out, startling Mia. The animal's instinct made her want to stay away from the fire, but the cat's curiosity made her want to stretch out her paws to see what it was. .

The spell [Ignition] was originally in Shade's hands. It could only heat up the combustibles in contact with it and ignite it, or it could be ignited by staring at it for a long time, but it would take time to heat up. Just by telling that story in the past, the effect of the spell was directly upgraded to eliciting flames.

Furthermore, he felt that the power he gained from this was definitely more than what he had now, but he hadn't fully understood it yet.

From the very source of time, he created this story. And because this story has been circulated for a long time in two eras, it has gained power, and he has made these many power improvements because of it. But the premise of all this is that the stories he brought have been passed down for a long time and become part of civilization. Unless there is the help of gods, it is almost impossible to repeat this kind of thing.

In the half month he has been in this world, he has learned a lot about ancient literature, and this is the only one he is most familiar with. Presumably, even if he tried again in the future, it would be difficult to replicate today's situation.

But it doesn't matter, because the most important thing today is that he saw the hope of completing the mission of "Father of the Infinite Tree".

"The story of the Match Girl will probably make me think about it for many days."

He sighed and came to the window holding the cat to admire the night view of March above Saint Teresa Square.

【You seem very confident about the remaining two wishes? 】

"Yes, if I don't even have confidence in this kind of thing, how can I collect the remaining eleven drops of divinity? Also, what do you think of this story?"

[Very good, warm in the dark, terrifying in the light. Not a bad story. 】

After a simple wash, I went to bed. Because I had plans for Thursday, I woke up on time at six o'clock in the morning. After making a simple breakfast for Mia, I set off directly.

I found a taxi regardless of the cost and set off towards No. 211 Quill Street in the morning fog. It was exactly half past seven in the morning when I knocked on the door of Miss Louisa's apartment downstairs.

This time is just right for a visit. If it were earlier, Miss Louisa might be having breakfast, if it was later, Miss Louisa would probably be out.

It took a long time for the blond writer to open the door to Shade. Because he was at home, the blond girl was wearing a very ordinary white dress.

I was a little surprised to see the detective outside:

"Detective, what happened when you came here so early?"

Xia De quickly shook his head:

"No, it's nothing. I just have something to ask. I was addicted to reading those books and encountered a lot of doubts. I originally wanted to come here at midnight yesterday."

This is no joke. After he returned from the past, he really planned to visit immediately. He even dreamed of Miss Louisa last night.

"Come to me in the middle of the night? Detective, have you finally lost control of your reading?"

Miss Louisa looked at him suspiciously and saw that although he had very light dark circles under his eyes, he looked normal, so she led him towards the stairs.

Of course, Miss Louisa did not rent this entire house. No. 211 B, Quill Street, is divided into three floors. The landlady and her two daughters live on the first floor, and the second floor is occupied by three students from the nearby women's college. A girl rented it, and the third floor was Miss Louisa's rental area.

Of course, men cannot easily enter the apartment where girls live. Therefore, when Shade was invited in by Miss Louisa, the plump landlady with a hairnet looked at him like a criminal for a long time.