The Whispering Verses Chapter 2912: Not a god
Chapter 2911 is not a god
"Miss Daniste, so what's the secret of that village?"
The little princess who was also eating at the table asked nicely and looked very respectful, so her actual age was only one year older than her at this time. Agelina has another birthday in half a year, so Deniste Gustave is only half a year older than her:
"After investigation, it was found that the entire village was trapped in a force field where time stopped. It was not that time was suspended, but that all the scenery there would not change.
The environment of the village is always the same in the spring afternoon of a certain year. Although the outsider villagers will get old, sick and die, their souls cannot leave the area after death. Instead, they become children and are reborn by local pregnant women. Come down.
So in fact, for a thousand years, most of the people there were the first batch of refugees, and a small number of people were travelers who mistakenly entered the village later. They are their own ancestors. As for why the road cannot be found, the current conclusion is that the birth of that special area is a manifestation of the chaos of time in the forest. You should only be able to enter that area at certain times of the year and along certain roads. Otherwise, you can only use today's big deal. ”
"Dannister, what you said about this story is not romantic at all. I still prefer the ending of this story to 'the dreamy village never appeared again'."
Flora complained slightly, and the red-haired girl smiled and didn't care. She now knows Flora's character very well:
"Although it sounds like a fantasy plot in a story, if this situation happened frequently around the world, I don’t think anyone would think it was romantic. This is one of the manifestations of the instability of time in the material world, Although it is not as harmful as a 'tree hole', it is not a trivial matter."
"Professor, what will happen to that village in the end? The souls inside will be liberated in the end, right?"
Dorothy asked, but Miss Denister shook her head. The church and college were still considering the matter. The current balance of time in the Vista Grove is very fragile. In Iluna's words, it is like straw on the fingertips. Even if the fingers don't move at all, the straw will fall to the ground when the wind outside blows.
Tonight is the opening day of the "First Snow Music Festival" in Vista City. Flora was invited to participate in today's opening ceremony performance, and this time she agreed. After all, she had been staying here since early autumn. If she had just been huddled in the hotel and doing so-called "creation", she might be suspected of what she was doing.
Although Shade also wanted to go to the Golden Music Hall, he did not set out with her. Flora left directly from the Accordion Hotel, while Shade entered the city from outside the city.
Although he did not make a specific appointment with the devil to meet in the concert hall, Shade believed that as long as the other party did not leave, he would definitely come to him.
Little Mia happened to be "in high spirits" tonight and wanted to go out with Shade, but Shade couldn't take it with her this time. It just so happened that Tifa, Luvia, Dorothy and Agelina didn't have time tonight, so in the end Shade entrusted the cat to Bella's maid Matilda. Shade felt that since Mia liked Tifa , she should also like her.
Winter seems to be really coming. When the cold wind blows at night, no matter who you are, you will shiver. The replacement of autumn clothes with winter clothes seems to be completed within a week, but people still choose to go out in this weather because of the lively festivals.
When Shade got off the carriage and saw the bonfire in the square, the vendors and pedestrians around the bonfire were already very lively.
During the "First Snow Music Festival", in addition to continuous concerts held in several famous local concert halls, there are also lively outdoor concerts in the squares in the four directions of the Golden Concert Hall in the city center.
This kind of outdoor concert not only has performances, but also integrates functions such as markets, dances, etc., such as city celebrations held here. Shade even heard from Miss Bell today that some time ago the church even considered whether to prevent the Chuxue Music Festival from being held this year, but they did not do so later.
In short, to be exaggerated, it seemed that people from half the city had gathered in the city center tonight, and even the nearby Golden Music Avenue and Elton Walk were full of pedestrians. The shops along the street continued to open at night. It is said that apart from the "Flower Blooming Festival" at the end of the year and early spring every year, this is the busiest time of the year in the local area.
It is easy to blend in with the crowd in such a lively environment. The gas street lamps, bonfires in the square and the temporary hanging gas lamps connected to the gas tank carriages temporarily mobilized by the city hall together illuminate the scene. This place is decorated with lights.
Although Shade knew that he had something serious to do, he still walked around the square on the east side first, and then gathered in front of the bonfire to watch the performance. Although the setting sun has disappeared and March is hanging in the night sky, it is still early, so the musicians have not yet appeared on the stage. There is only a bard with his back to the bonfire, sitting on a high stool, playing Lu Teqin sings stories of knights and princesses, heroes and evil dragons.
Suddenly, Shade felt someone tap his shoulder. When he looked back, a tall, thin, student-looking young man wearing glasses was standing behind him.
The other party seemed to be an ordinary person, but Shade understood after seeing the familiar glass bottle hanging on his waist:
"You are indeed here."
"In a business like ours, keeping promises is the basic character. Let's go to the table over there and talk. Also, this is not who I am."
He spoke fluent Carsonric with Willendale accent, and didn’t care at all that there were so many people around him, so he explained to himself:
"He made a wish to me, and I will temporarily borrow his body. After all, at this time, we must be cautious in everything we do."
Probably because it borrowed the body of an ordinary person, the demon at this time did not behave like a demon at all, let alone a human-shaped relic.
He didn't go far with Shade. The strings of vendors did not surround the square into a maze, but were arranged neatly in rows. In one corner of the queue formed by the vendors, there is a large area of tables, chairs and benches for tourists to rest or sit down and watch the show.
At this time, most of the people at the table were playing Rhodes. The two of them first bought beer and boiled beans from a nearby vendor, and then chose an empty square wooden table to sit across from each other. Shade suspected that the table was borrowed from the tavern. The tabletop was covered with traces of wine stains over the years.
On their left, they could see the crowd surrounding the bonfire and the silhouette of the bard performing. The tables in front, back and right were full of people. Noisy sounds mixed with the low voice of the bard in the distance formed the background sound at this time. The surroundings were bright and feasting, and the citizens were either toasting in celebration, laughing and talking about this year's celebration, or simply coming here to experience it. Get into the holiday spirit.
An ordinary lively night in the steam age seems so unreal under the gaslight.
The most unreal thing is that Shade actually met and chatted with a demon in this environment.
The young-looking demon picked up the wine glass and took a sip. When the wine glass was put down with a thud~, Shade was curious whether it could sense human taste at this time, but it was not the right time to ask this.
He was still a little nervous when he came, but now he looked at everything around him and suddenly relaxed for some reason. It's not that I've let down my guard, it's just that I'm in a much better mood.
"This is civilization and enlightenment, right?"
The devil seemed to see what Shade was thinking, so Shade turned his attention to it:
"Let's get down to business, but are you sure it's safe to say it here?"
"Of course, I made a wish to myself. Wishes are very powerful. You also understand this, don't you?"
The "young man" also looked at Shade, and Shade noticed a faint red light in the depths of its eyes.
"I know what you want to know, and I know even better what you are trying to do. It's bold, very bold, but I can indeed give you the answer you want."
It spoke in a normal tone, as if it were chatting among friends.
"So who was it that Jindel was advised to go for a walk in the woods and met the dragon egg?"
Xia De asked this most important question directly. The devil looked at him and paused for a few seconds before answering:
"Originally I said I wanted to trade, but this time, I can do a loss-making business for free without any cost:
The Jindel family, who had just moved to Ximu Town, bought an abandoned house in Ximu Town at that time. Although most people in this town were indifferent to them, their neighbors, the Bennet family, enthusiastically helped them settle down here.
So a friendship was established that even extended to the second generation. The person who suggested Jindel go for a walk in the woods was his friend Bennett. ”
Xia De was not surprised by this answer at all. Rather, it was in line with his guess. As for the devil saying that there is no price, Shade thinks that he has already paid the price. After all, he saved the other party last night:
"What role does Bennett play in the story of this town?"
The red light in the eyes of the demon across the table looks even more obvious. It started staring at Shade and now looks at it without blinking once:
"It's hard to say. Some things can't be said. This involves the big plans of the Man in the Wood."
Xia De then asked:
"Are you afraid of it?"
The eyes of the young man across the table widened slightly, but there was a smile on his face:
"If it were a complete big tree, of course I would be afraid, and I would be terribly afraid. But it is just a dead tree without life, and it is far less dangerous to me than your doctor friend. It’s not a god, it’s a mortal thing. You should know this better than me.”