The Whispering Verses Chapter 300: Diary of the Ring Warlock
Chapter 300: The Ring Warlock's Diary
The opened box mainly contained some clothes with good fabrics. There were a few books tucked inside the clothes. On the side were a small silver wine bottle, a pocket watch and a few black and white photos. The ones on the photos were Jonathan Le Maire.
This is the first time Shade has seen photos of dead crew members.
The lawyer introduced:
"Mr. Flamel hopes that if he dies of illness and leaves a body, then Mrs. Flamel, who receives the inheritance, will arrange his funeral arrangements. If he dies in a shipwreck and leaves no body, then Mrs. Flamel, who receives her inheritance, will Mrs. Er needs to buy a local grave and bury the photos to make sure his soul will not be lost in the ocean."
This is the superstition of sailors. They believe that if there is no grave after death, the soul will be trapped at the bottom of the sea forever with the body.
"No problem."
Mrs. Flamel's eyes were a little red, and Shade once again helped to inspect the relics. He just checked the clothes, and to his surprise, Jonathan Le Maire actually had the habit of writing diaries every now and then. There were five diaries, and each page was densely packed, recording trivial matters at sea.
"Jonathan Le Maire's education level is actually pretty good."
Xia De whispered in surprise that the fonts in the diary were much better than his, and they were very organized, with few misspelled words.
"Uncle Le Maire studied in school before, but later offended the local sheriff, so he went to the seaside to make a living. He is a very good man, and he read us storybooks when we were young."
Mrs. Flamel explained with a slight sob.
"Yes, for this business, I exchanged several letters with the friend of Mr. Le Maire who kept the will. According to his description, Mr. Jonathan Le Maire was one of the rarest among the crew. A cultured person. It was also because of this that he was able to accumulate so much property as a foreigner in Coldwater Port in just ten years. His friends spoke highly of him. ”
While the lawyer was talking, Shade had already opened the diaries. The diary that recorded the events of the past few months was buried at the bottom of the sea with Mr. Flamel. The latest diary that appeared here was from half a year ago.
While browsing, Shade discovered that in addition to the Delarian language, there were also words from Kasenric mixed in. Even, occasionally there will be some more exotic languages, even ancient languages.
After translating the text written in the gap, the meaning is roughly:
Today is the third month of becoming a ring sorcerer. I decided to rent a small house in Coldwater Harbor and hide my spellcasting materials and books
Xia De closed the diary with a snap, his expression did not change, but the hand holding the diary subconsciously tightened.
Le Maire was a ring warlock. He did not even reveal it to the warehouse dispatcher who was doing illegal business with him, and he did not see any items related to ring warlocks in the inheritance in front of him.
The date of the diary I just saw is two years ago, which was the autumn of 1851 in the Universal Calendar. If the diary is not a forgery and Mr. Flamel's safe house is still in the same place, then it means that there are relics of an ownerless ring wizard in a certain house in Coldwater Port City.
The Ring Warlock must be organized, but the safe room where personal belongings are stored will most likely not be disclosed to others, that is to say
Xia De has another reason to go to Coldwater Port City.
"There is no problem with these."
After calming down and putting the diary back into the box, Shade nodded to Mrs. Flamel.
"All the inheritance that needs to be transferred is here. Please confirm again. If there is no problem, please sign this document to confirm that you have received everything in the list listed above."
The lawyer handed over another document and then added:
"Of course, you can also press fingerprints."
"I can write my own name."
The middle-aged woman said softly.
Xia De helped read the documents that needed to be signed. While he was reading the lawyer, he explained the content that could easily cause misunderstandings. After confirming that there was no problem, Mrs. Le Maire took the pen and signed her name with the pen in an awkward posture, confirming that the inheritance had been received in full.
She probably doesn't write often, and her letters are even uglier than Shade's.
"The last is the lawyer's fees, according to the method we have already discussed. Part of it will be paid directly by you to the Tobesk Lawyers Association, and the other part will be paid directly to me. It is 1 pound and 3 shillings to facilitate tax avoidance."
Lawyer Laurel nodded sheepishly, and Mrs. Flamel took out some banknotes from the banknotes in front of her and handed them to him.
The lawyer looked at Shade again and saw that he was sitting there without moving. He knew that this middle-aged woman who suddenly gained a large amount of property must have promised a lot of rewards to make the detective so dedicated. Although he was curious about the detective's income from this business, he still grabbed the coat on the back of the chair and said goodbye in a very professional manner:
"Mrs. Flamel, you have my contact information. Detective, this is my business card. If you have any legal needs in the future, you can contact me directly. Don't go through the Bar Association, the commissions of those vampires are really It’s too high. This is not considered a private job.”
When he said the second half of the sentence, he winked at Sha De. Sha De nodded clearly, knowing that the local lawyer industry was not as free as the detective industry.
Afterwards, Xia De also handed over his business card.
Lawyer Laurel took it and looked up in surprise:
"I just said that the last time I read the newspaper, I thought the photo looked familiar, and it also had Hamilton's last name. It turns out you were in the newspaper"
He smiled and did not say the title of "Rejed's Hamilton":
"That's it, Mrs. Flamel, you have found the right person. This Hamilton detective is indeed very reliable."
After speaking to the somewhat confused middle-aged woman, she took the business card and put it into the breast pocket of her white shirt:
"Detective Hamilton of St. Teresa Square, I accept the business card. If I encounter a client in trouble in the future, I might ask you for help. After all, detectives and lawyers have a high possibility of cooperation."
Shaked hands with Shade, and then politely said goodbye to Mrs. Flamel. Then he picked up his briefcase, put his coat on his arm, and left here quite elegantly. This appearance looks completely different from the Rhodes player we met in the tavern last time.
Maybe people are addicted to Rhodes cards, but there are also many people who can reasonably control their own interests. In this noisy and crazy era, Rhodes, alcohol, cigarettes, and perhaps more things are tempting people to deviate from the normal life trajectory, but even ordinary people can rely on good self-discipline and habits to save themselves from Swallowed by darkness.
Probably this kind of person deserves a decent and prosperous life.