The Whispering Verses Chapter 2129: Farewell

Chapter 2129 Farewell

Even in the Fifth Era, rainbow birds are quite rare. To put it bluntly, even in the private zoos of the Witch Emperors, rainbow birds are definitely the most precious pets.

"Isn't Professor Evans's family background too powerful?"

At this moment, the young girl of Phantom is holding the feather in her hand and looking at the bird flying around with an expression that wants to cry. Shade also noticed that she probably accidentally let the rainbow bird fly out of the cage:

"Are all the regrets of the witches when they were young so interesting and heartwarming? Miss Teresa is thinking about the pinball game she failed to win, Miss Maxime wants a fairy tale book, and Professor Evans is not interested. Be careful with the little birds you let loose. How did those witch emperors cultivate their extravagant and lustful characters?"

In other words, this time Shade wanted to catch the flying bird, but he couldn't fly normally here, and he didn't dare to leave the floating board easily. So he tried to raise his hand to the sky and threw two moonlight rings. The moonlight was compressed by the dark sea, so even the flying speed slowed down a lot.

The nimble bird in the sky dodged the halo and chirped above Shade's head. Even if Shade didn't understand bird language, he could tell that he was being laughed at. Then the Sin Chain also flew high into the sky. This time, the dark chain successfully touched the bird, but the chain was immediately broken free by the rainbow bird.

On the one hand, this shows that although the opponent looks petite, he is definitely powerful. On the other hand, it also shows that the young bird can even be said to be without any sin.

"This is going to be troublesome"

Just asking the ladies about their memories of the night on the ship consumed too much time. At this time, there was less than five minutes left before the thirty-minute adventure was over. It is quite difficult to catch a bird without being able to fly high into the sky. The best way is of course to use a suitable bait to let it fly down on its own. Although Shade knows that the "rainbow bird" likes wheat that has been exposed to the scorching sun the most, the problem is that although he carries a lot of things with him, he really doesn't have this. :

"Are we going back to prepare wheat this time?"

While I was thinking, the chirping of birds disturbed another existence. The cat, which had been comfortably hidden on Shade's chest, poked its head out from between the buttons again.

It is not that Shade has never seen a cat with a "vicious" look on its face. Whenever the pigeons waiting to be fed in St. Teresa Square would fly to the window sill outside the living room on the second floor while little Mia was taking a nap in the sun. Sometimes, cats that are blocked from the sun will always show this expression and scare away the pigeons by slapping the glass.

Although there was no glass in front of them this time, the cat still seemed to regard the birds in the sky as those pigeons. After all, there was not much difference except for the color. They were all small flying objects with two wings and two claws. It immediately threatened the sky with a cry of "meow~", and the bird that was flying around just now actually seemed to be frightened and fell straight from the sky.

It seemed to have fainted from fright, but after landing on the floating board, it struggled and squirmed a few times. After being picked up by ten-year-old Professor Evans, it huddled like a quail in the little girl's arms. Reluctant to move.

"Sir, your cat is so powerful! Even more powerful than my bird."

The little girl happily said to Shade. Shade looked down at the cat on his chest suspiciously, and the satisfied little Mia also retracted into his arms again. Of course the cat's behavior at the moment was abnormal, but now was not the time to dwell on it, so Shade responded with a smile:

"It's always like this. You should take good care of your pet in the future and never let it run away again."

"Yes, I know! Thank you, sir. Next, remember to swing the rod over there, I will wait for you underwater!"

She hugged the bird and disappeared in front of Sha De. Sha De looked up at the god:

"What do you think about my cat?"

After asking, I added in my mind:

"You don't have to remind me, I know that's Miss Gold's cat."

"She" smiled softly in my ear.

The smile on the child-like god’s face remains unchanged:

"That's such a warm cat. It suits you very well."

"Thank you."

Originally, I didn’t expect to be able to get the answer from the gods. Seeing that there was still some time left, Shade swung another shot in the direction pointed out by the girl just now. This is the second fishing rod with the "ring", so the force is even stronger than before, even close to the time when Miss Maxim was caught.

There was no way to rely on the slippery floating board. Miss Theresa was not around, so Shade had no choice but to struggle with the things in the water on his own. Little Mia couldn't help this time because she was really just a kitten. The two sides were in a stalemate, and Shade even kept sliding towards the edge of the floating board because the soles of his feet slipped.

“Fishing doesn’t just require strength.”

God then gave instructions from the side, and some golden light shone on Sha De's body.

"Even mortals know how to use force to fight, and how to defeat power through skills. Try to understand the power that is in a stalemate with you, and use the other party's power to fight back the other party's power."

What the gods said was definitely not the so-called power-generating technique. The simple truth reached Shade's ears, and he suddenly understood how to use the fishing rod in his hand to borrow power. Although this did not result in any magic, Shade felt that there would be no problem in fishing for whales in the future.

So the rod was finally pulled up successfully. The item caught this time was an empty goblet. After the **** caressed it, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old Ivens emerged from the dim light. Professor, she really asked Shade that question:

"Do you have Black Flame Ice Wine?"

This is the most difficult "wishes" that Professor Evans left in his notebook before Shade left last time. Shade, who breathed a sigh of relief, took out the bottle of wine that Miss Daniste helped prepare. After pouring the wine into the glass in the hands of the phantom girl, she pointed out a more accurate direction and disappeared.

"Continue next time, God."

Seeing that there was really not much time, Shade did not continue to try, but returned the fishing rod to God. God took back the fishing rod and turned to look at the four ladies beside the campfire with Shade:

"Miss Malone is not the only important person. The fact that they appear here represents their own wishes and desires. Even if you guess the truth here, don't just focus on the most important person. After all, Every child’s dream and wish is a treasure to me.”

"I understand."

He said goodbye to the gods respectfully, and then walked towards the campfire. At this time, Miss Maxim's soul, which was imprisoned in the false body, has successfully returned to her real body. But she suddenly remembered that she had died and the discomfort caused by readjusting to a living body made her lean against Miss Teresa instead, her face so pale that she could hardly speak.

The other two "coma" ladies had also woken up at this moment, and when Miss Theresa saw Shade coming, she understood that he was leaving again.

"Miss Malone, do you remember anything? What regrets and wishes do you have?"

He asked the "ordinary girl" again, who pursed her lips:

"Wish.I.have no wish."

"Don't even want to see her again?"

Shade asked. The black-haired girl looked up at Shade, then covered her chest:

"It's really strange. I should be worried about her, but now, I feel like she is clearly beside me."

Miss Teresa immediately looked around, as if she was worried that some entity like a wraith might suddenly appear. Then he looked at the campfire and the floating board under him, wondering if these two strange objects were transformed into the blue-eyed girl.

Shade naturally didn't know Miss Teresa's strange thoughts. He just verified his thoughts again, and also had preliminary guesses about Miss Malone's regrets and wishes.

I thought he would be asked to go to Moon Bay in 1854 of the Sixth Era to find Miss Elise for final confirmation. Unexpectedly, Miss Malone, who was in a daze, actually spoke:

"I want to live, I want to be free, I want who I really am."

"I understand, I will fulfill your wish."

Shad breathed a sigh of relief, now only the simplest task of investigating the sinking of the "Brilliant Messenger" was left. But he was almost certain that even if he did nothing, he would be able to find the most critical clues in the memories of Professor Evans and "Miss Malone".

White mist has appeared around Shade at this time, and the thirty-minute adventure has come to an end. He patted his chest lightly, turning the cat curled up into a toy, and then looked at Miss Theresa who was watching him:

"Then we'll see you next time."

"Yes, see you next time."

The blonde girl sat there and supported the maid and said, the firelight reflected her face red, but it could not completely illuminate her heart. Looking up at Shade standing by the fire, he controlled himself not to show too much disappointment:

"After you leave, leave the affairs here to me. I will protect everyone, and I will continue to let everyone recall those forgotten clues."

I don’t know whether it was because of having a companion or because she had gained some growth. At this time, Schultz Theresa no longer showed the fear and nervousness she had when Shad first appeared. Of course, Shade could still see the uneasiness in her eyes, so he hesitated. At the last moment before leaving, he gently kissed her forehead:

"See you next time, Miss Teresa."

Then it completely disappeared into this lightless sea.

The seawater lapped against the floating board, and Shade's disappearance meant that the only source of light here was the campfire. The figure of God was also hidden in the darkness, but he was still there holding the fishing rod and fishing. The young witch touched her forehead, with a rather dissatisfied look in her golden eyes:

"Really, I thought I was going to kiss you"

She touched her lips, pursed her lips and thought about how to make effective use of the last half hour.