The Whispering Verses Chapter 1198: The Ballad of Butterflies

After discussing the meeting between Shade and Miss Benanis, the witches left separately. Shade returned to Fort Midhill with Granny Cassandra. The old witch is very knowledgeable about the ways of the world, and she also suggested that Shade bring a gift when he goes to see Miss Benenice tomorrow.

She originally planned to prepare a gift for Shade, but the harmonica that Shade took out of the gift box this week was still gathering dust at home, so she could give it to the witch of Randall Valley. As for the "Secret of Agelessness", this gift is too valuable and I can't give it away yet.

After saying goodbye to the witch and apprentice, Helen and Grace personally sent Shade to the abandoned tower in the mountains of Sikal Mountain. When saying goodbye at the door of the abandoned tower in the forest, Xia Decai asked another thing:

"Grace, do you know the old god-the God of Butterflies [Dry Eyed Phantom Butterfly]?"

Xia De asked his sister in the white dress. The girl, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, looked at the sister next to her:

"Sir, did you meet that **** in the past?"

"Yes."

Xia De nodded:

"Because you are inextricably linked to butterflies, I want to know which **** you are."

Grace reached out and took her sister's hand, and the two became one among the butterflies of scarlet light. A more mature girl has more power:

"Yes, the shape of the butterfly is not only related to the red butterfly ornament given by the vampire god, but also to the butterfly god."

She looked at Shade under the moonlight through the forest, and the quiet moonlight illuminated that handsome face:

"Although the old gods, the Twin Gods, are the basis of our power, that great one also gave us power. It's just that we lost that part of our memory, not because you paid for it when you saved us. It was consumed, but lost during the transition between the Sixth and Fifth Epochs."

Xia De nodded to express understanding:

"So, do you know anything about this god?"

"He likes singing very much."

The red butterfly girl said with certainty, looking at Shade with strange red halo eyes:

"If we can restore that part of our memory, maybe we can sing for you, a song dedicated to the God of Butterflies."

"How to restore memory?"

Xia De asked, although there is a way to obtain singing, it is good to have a second choice.

The girl in front of me blushed slightly:

"Dream with us, get in touch with our souls deeply in the dreamland woven by butterflies, and open the door to closed memories."

Xia De had some doubts that he might be mistaken, so he just pretended to be thoughtful and nodded:

"I understand. Then I will leave first. If necessary, I will ask for help."

The red girl had a look of regret on her face:

"Good night then, Shade"

She hugged Shade gently, and then kissed Shade gently on the lips like a bird wetting its feathers on the lake:

"Have sweet dreams."

When Xia De, who was worried about everything, returned home, it was already half past nine in the evening. The blonde holds the cat and reads a magazine on the sofa in front of the fireplace. Seeing Sha De coming from downstairs, he stood up and said with a smile:

"Have you dealt with the witch's matter? Do you still want to go out tonight?"

"I won’t go out. Before dinner, I went to the abandoned manor outside the city, but the effect of [Power of the Earth, Healing Aura] is not accepted there. I have to wait until the problem of that land breaks out again to determine whether it is. Same trouble as Randall Valley."

He hugged the blonde girl, and then realized that it was Her Royal Highness:

"Lecia, help me perform the ceremony. I want to learn the thaumaturgy [Sound of Music]."

"No problem, but it's little Agelina's birthday next month. Have you prepared a birthday gift?"

Lecia took off his coat for him, her nose flapped, she frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Xia De shook his head in distress:

"I'm not good at picking out gifts. My current idea is to look for rare or precious souvenirs in the Randall Valley. The local specialty is actually a clay figurine, but it looks like Too ugly to be a gift."

"If you are not ready, just give her a piece of gem jewelry. Pick one out of your gem box, and I will find a qualified gem craftsman to process it for you."

Lecia suggested with a smile and kissed the side of Shade's face gently:

"In other words, you can give yourself as a gift to Agelina, she will probably be very happy.

She is testing.

"Lecia, stop joking."

The learning ritual of Thaumaturgy [Sound of Music] is not complicated, but it requires the surroundings to be as quiet as possible, so Shade chose to hold the ritual in the basement at night.

The ritual does not require a ritual matrix, the most important thing is actually the magic potion. The magic potion based on the three precious echo grasses had been made by Priest Augustus in twenty minutes this evening.

After everything was ready, Shade stood in the basement and drank the bottle of potion with light purple light in one gulp. The life ring called from behind, and the [Echo] spirit rune imbued with divinity shone with dazzling golden light.

Xia De stretched out his right hand to cover his right ear:

"do~"

He sang the notes, keeping the pitch as standard as possible.

"re～"

Lecia sang in a low voice on the side. As for the cat, it was locked upstairs at the moment to prevent the cat's meowing from ruining Shade's ceremony.

　～　

"She" sang softly in Shade's ears, and the voice was better than the voices of Shade and Lesia.

"fa~"

Xia De closed his eyes and continued singing. He could vaguely hear the echoes of three different voices overlapping in his ears.

"sol～"

This is the sound of Dorothy's body again. Her Royal Highness has received professional vocal training, and the ladies of the royal family are all good at singing.

i～」

"She" continued to sing, if "her" voice could be heard by others, then Shade would not have to make special preparations for that god's banquet.

"ti～"

Shad spoke for the third time. At this time, all three voices overlapped in his ears. This is the auditory hallucination caused by drinking the magic potion, which is probably similar to eating poisonous mushrooms. At this time, the spiritual light of the spiritual runes was still flickering, which meant that everything was normal during the ceremony.

So, Shade, Lesia and "she" sang the last high note together:

"do↑～"

Mixed sounds appeared in Shade's ears, and the overlapping sounds disappeared at this moment. Then, eight notes from the low "do" to the high "do" echoed in his ears. Shade instinctively sang them out with his own voice, and his pronunciation was unusually standard.

"Very good, I have mastered this magical art!"

After the repeated sounds in his ears stopped, Shade smiled and said to Lesia:

"Next, Your Highness, please sing a song for me and let me record it. In this way, I can continue to attend that god's banquet and sing for Mr. God."

"Shad, you know you have another more suitable candidate."

Her Royal Highness the Princess said very gently:

"Go to Randall Valley and seek help from Miss Vanessa Benenice. You mentioned today that you have met her."

Shad did not take the initiative to reveal that Miss Bernanice was a witch. After all, this was other people's privacy, but Leia could guess it.

"Don't show that look, I mean it. Although I am very confident in my singing voice, it is obviously not comparable to that kind of professional artist. I'm so envious. You can hear her singing. This is me. There is no chance. For your time exploration, you have to choose the most suitable person, right?"

She said with a smile, then took Shade's hand and looked at him with a smile. Her Royal Highness the Princess is really considerate.

"Also, I collected a batch of bad books from little Agelina a few days ago. Do you want to try it with me?"

(Little Mia is running.)

In the blue winter sky, marshmallow-like clouds float in the sky. And under this rare winter scenery, white doves were released from the Randall Valley Railway Station amidst people's cheers, and the calls almost dispersed the few clouds.

Crowded crowds crowded into the train station on Friday morning. On both sides of the platform, they took off their hats and saluted the steam locomotive that was still emitting black smoke from the front but was slowly entering the platform with a harsh sound. Or wave to the carriages with closed curtains.

Where Cars No. 1 and 2 were parked, the local police worked hard to clear an open space with human walls. Even though the train had just stopped, the reporters who had already set up their cameras were already flashing their spotlights.

The burning magnesium rods created large swaths of smoke, and the cold breeze blew them toward the crowd behind them, causing people to cough loudly and laugh, curse and complain without regard for dignity.

After confirming the safety of the surrounding area, the carriage of the stopped train was finally opened from the inside.

First, the royal guards filed out and formed a thicker human wall together with the local police. Then the attendants walked out and laid wooden boards on the gap between the train car and the platform.

While the local nobles, including Earl Granger, whom Shade had met, and the mayor of Randall City and others came to greet him, Shade had only seen Prince William of Anjou in the newspaper. , wearing a red formal dress and several sparkling medals on his right chest, walked out of the carriage.

The shouts, applause and the blast of camera lights continued, and the Princess of the United Kingdom, Margaret Anjou, followed her brother out of the carriage.

She is also wearing a very formal long dress. Of course, since it is still late winter, it is a thicker style and has a white cashmere shawl on her shoulders.

The princess and the prince of the kingdom stood side by side, waving to the people in front of the camera. When Margaret's eyes swept across the crowd, she unexpectedly caught a ray of pleasant orange color:

"What a beautiful color! As bright as the sun."

She thought to herself, and when she looked at the color again, she realized that it was a small orange and white cat squatting on the man's shoulder:

"Such a beautiful cat."

Eye widened slightly:

"Mia?"

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