The Whispering Verses Chapter 1624: Petrified cat

The men and women talking in the room were all around forty years old. The women were dressed normally, while the men were still in opera costumes. As for why Shade was able to make such a judgment, it was because he was not only wearing a patched and outdated tuxedo, but he even had a fake beard attached.

Dorothy introduced the man and woman to Shade, who were the leader and deputy leader of the Jasmine Troupe respectively. In front of Shade and Dorothy, they did not discuss the sensitive topic just now, but praised the writer's generous spirit and her pursuit of art to Shade.

The four people never mentioned the topic of the opera troupe's performance, but they all knew that everyone heard what they just said.

When the writer lady took Shade back to the street and walked towards the Three Cats Hotel, she said to Shade with emotion:

"This kind of thing is inevitable. Although the negotiations have just begun and the final result cannot be guessed now, everyone can see that no matter which country takes advantage, the other country will definitely not willingly."

She glanced back in the direction of the troupe:

"I really hope this ends soon."

"No one can stay out of it."

Shade said softly, and the blonde girl pursed her lips and nodded, agreeing with Shade's view.

After lunch at the Three Cats Hotel, Xiao Mia finally calmed down. Then Shade took Dorothy back to No. 6 Saint Teresa Square and talked about the reason why he went to the north of the city to find her:

"Take this."

Shad carefully took out the feathers that exuded pure white light from the book. This feather is so magical that it cannot be stored by normal means. The "Lady of the Lake" told Shade that as long as it is sandwiched in a book with more than 20 pages, the feathers will not show their light and elements, and can even be turned into toys in this state:

"This is very important. I got it with great difficulty."

He carefully held the feather and let Dorothy hold it. The holy white light just shone on Dorothy's body, and the writer felt as if she had been soaked in warm water in the cold winter, and her writing ideas spurted out like a spring.

Of course she can feel the strong and almost terrifying miraculous element. Even ordinary people cannot stay in this element environment for a long time. If we compare it with relics, only angel-level relics can be compared with this feather.

"Shad, what is this?"

She asked in surprise, reaching out to feel the warm light, but still didn't take it.

"Angel Feathers."

"What?"

"Do you know the Cherubim? Oh, you must know. I even asked you about the legend of the Lady of the Lake. The Lady of the Lake is the first Cherubim. This is the feather I obtained from the angel. ."

Xia De tried his best to introduce it as simply as possible:

"This feather can be used three times to separate two entangled souls."

Dorothy stared blankly at the feather in Shade's hand. Although she was also a magician, an item of the "angel feather" level was still beyond her imagination:

"I finally know what you are busy with when you are often away from home... Did you ask for this for me and Lesia?"

"It's not like I asked for it. The matter is very complicated. Anyway, it's yours now."

The rich white light even made Sha De feel that he seemed a little smarter. But then he realized that just because he felt smarter was not a sign of smartness in itself. But he immediately thought that if he understood this truth, then he would be considered very smart.

Dorothy looked at the feather with a complicated expression, but still did not take it. Shade asked worriedly:

"Don't you also feel that integrating with Lesia is your destination?"

"What are you talking about? Shade, I prefer to be with you two, rather than a three-person relationship turning into a two-person relationship."

She said softly, paused and then added:

"I just communicated with Lesiya. You should still hold the angel's feathers and use them when you think they should be used on us."

"But..."

"You've done enough for us, Shade."

Looking at Xia De with his green eyes:

"Now please do one more thing for us, and you will decide our fate. If you think we should separate, use this feather when the time is right."

"I would rather keep it in the book forever and never need it."

Xia De said, clipping the feather in the book again. The book he chose was "Everything Comes to One: The Original Origin" which he took out of the gift box this morning. The content of this book is very interesting.

"Thank you for everything you do for us."

The girl’s red lips kissed Shade’s face, and she assured him:

"Even if it is for you, Shade, we will not choose that path. Lesia and I are one person, but we are also two people. We will always be by your side. There is no need to doubt this, my Love, thank you for everything you have done for us."

Dorothy had something to do in the afternoon and did not stay long in Saint Teresa Square. When Shade saw her off downstairs, he was thinking about whether he was right to use his own will to prevent Dorothy and Lesia from taking the road they thought should be their destination. Is it because I am too arrogant and choose another life path for them?

"Of course it is correct. The independence of the soul is the proof of individual existence. If they merge into one, then there will no longer be Dorothy Louisa and Lesia Cavendish in the world. ."

He said to himself in his heart, taking a deep breath to calm down his restless mood after learning about the further changes in the girls this morning:

"I will save them, just like I have saved everything."

The outsider said to himself in his heart:

"Even if the three chances of feathers are used up and the last drop of divinity is burned away, I must... divinity..."

He pursed his lips, turned around and went upstairs.

Shad did not go out again that afternoon. In the evening, Miss Carina brought Tifa and a group of maids to visit again. This time she came to deliver potions to Shad:

"The cat in the bottle you want."

In the dark brown medicine bottle, a white cat "sleeps". Of course, the cat in the bottle is just the appearance of the potion, and is actually still a liquid. The capacity of this bottle is at least double that of the ones Tifa drank last time.

When Shade took the potion bottle, he glanced at Tifa. The black-haired maid blinked angrily, knowing what Shade was thinking.

"You just want to become a cat and pass the boatman's test in the story, so take this potion with you and just take a sip."

The witch said with a smile, with other emotions hidden in her smile:

"But your body is very different from that of ordinary ring warlocks. Don't deny this. Everyone knows it. So in order to make sure that this potion is really effective for you, I think you should try it now to prevent it from happening. Error."

Xia De looked at the potion bottle in his hand:

"There should be no problem, right?"

"It's better to be safe. You don't want to use the key only to find out that the potion is ineffective for you, right? You just need to take a sip now. After all, the potion is very troublesome to configure. Audrey Edwards is not Good people to talk to, so we can’t waste it.”

The smile on the red-haired witch's face became brighter and brighter. She took the bottle of potion from Shade and pulled out the stopper:

"Xia De, come on, take some medicine."

She continued to encourage. Although Shade knew that the witch must have bad ideas, she was right. It would be safer to try in advance.

The witch shook the reagent bottle slightly, letting the white cat in the bottle melt into the potion. Shade took the bottle and took a sip, then put the bottle on the table.

"How does it feel?"

Miss Carina asked. The maids and ladies around him also looked at him curiously.

"It feels like my body is heating up."

He looked at his hands suspiciously, and then looked at little Mia who was staring at him on the coffee table.

"Oh!"

A flash of lightning-like pain made him cover his chest, and then Shade fell to the ground between the coffee table and the sofa.

Mia immediately ran to the edge of the coffee table and looked down. The witch and the maids were all looking there. I saw a silver-white cat squatting there between Shade's white shirt. It was beautiful in appearance and pure in color. Its coat was colorless and had a soft luster. Its black eyes were as deep as the night.

"Shad turned into a cat!"

The red-haired witch exclaimed with a smile, and immediately bent down and reached out to hug him.

"Meow!"

Mia jumped from the coffee table to the ground almost at the same time.

But before the witch and the cat could touch Shade, the silver-white cat had already raised its front paws to cover its face.

So the white wings grew out from the cat's back, and then the wings closed and petrified, wrapping the petrified cat. The little Mia who landed on the ground and the witch who stretched out her hand were startled at the same time, realizing that Shade had been guarding them for a long time.

Reluctantly, Mia walked over and scratched the stone cat with her claws. After confirming that it had really turned into stone, Mia seemed to have lost interest and jumped onto the sofa.

Miss Carina was unwilling to pick up the heavy stone cat and put it on her knees:

"Are you so guarded against me?"

She said softly, and before she tried to use the witch's secret technique to break Shade's [Calm Stance], the petrified Shade felt his body heat up again:

"It's time!"

He did not dare to remain in the petrified form to prevent accidents during the process of transforming back into human form, so he immediately released the transformation. Almost in the next moment, he completed the process of transforming from a cat into a human again. Amidst the screams of the maids, he held Miss Carina's neck to prevent himself from falling from the witch's knees.

"Oh!"

As for the reason why the maids screamed, of course it was because his clothes were still on the floor. Magic potions are different from magic transformation. The transformation effect of a drunk potion is very occult and does not cover one's own clothes.