Whispering Poems

Chapter 115 The Writer of Fairy Tales

As soon as the old god's voice fell, only in Shad's field of vision, he saw the golden light enveloping the boy Chad almost instantly.

"Blessing? This is it."

[Yes, that's why this story can be passed down to your time point, and therefore it has power. 】

Then, the saint looked at Xia De again:

"Then what do you understand?"

It was only then that Xia De realized that he was also regarded as a "child" by the saint, and the question just now was asked to four people.

"Me? Yes, I see"

This kind of story appreciation and reading comprehension is something Xia De is very familiar with.He had a lot to say, but in the end he didn't talk about those complicated adult things, here is the story of children, in front of the old god [creator of innocence].

So Xia De gave his most deeply touched answer, which is his true thoughts after hearing this story in two worlds:

"There's nothing to understand, I'm just thinking, I really want to save her if I can."

The three children looked at Shad, and they agreed with this view:
"Yes, if possible, we must save her!"

It's this kind of uniform answer again, the current state of the three children is definitely not right.

The saint laughed, not a polite smile, but a genuine heartfelt smile:
"Look, [False Immortality] suits you so well."

At this moment, the door of the store behind Xia De suddenly opened, revealing the endless white mist outside the door.An invisible force suddenly grabbed his shoulder and dragged him towards the door.

10 minutes is up.

The three children who were still sitting on the high stool waved goodbye to Xia De excitedly, while the young man behind the counter said softly:
"See you next time. Thanks for your story, good night, and sweet dreams."

[Outlander, you have returned to the present time. 】

[A message from the ancient god "Father of the Infinite Tree":]

[The task has not been completed. 】

[Time Key; Fifth Epoch-1068-Innocent Creator, damaged 2/3. 】

[The next opening time, you need to wait a week. 】

He flew out of the white mist door, because he had prepared in advance, so he just staggered back two steps instead of falling to the ground.

The orange cat Mia had already rushed to the door of the study within three seconds, just in time to meet Xia De coming back, so she happily circled around him.

Xia De picked up the soft cat, and took out the key in his pocket with the other hand. Now the wooden key is almost shattered.

He is still attracted by the stories he tells. Since he became an adult, he hasn't been exposed to fairy tales for a long time. The stories he tells the children of the past tonight are actually for himself.

A smile appeared on his face for a long time:

"The story is over, and there is still strength and growth left. Although the task is still not completed this time, compared to the afterglow of the gods, the children's wishes are obviously simpler. Let mortals gain power and let children grow up in a short time. It can be done with the knowledge of St. Byrence."

He muttered to himself, thinking of the figure of that poor girl in the illusion constructed by the saint.

Looking down at his finger, the flame suddenly sprang up, which startled Mia. The instinct of the animal made it want to stay away from the fire, but the curiosity of the cat made it want to reach out its claws to try what it was.

The spell [Ignite] was originally in Xia De's hands. It can only heat up the combustibles that come into contact with it, or ignite it by staring at it for a long time, but it takes time to heat up.Just by telling that story in the past, the effect of the spell was directly upgraded to draw flames.

Moreover, he felt that the power he gained from it was definitely more than what he had now, but he hadn't fully understood it yet.

From the very source of time, he created this story.And because this story has been passed down for a long time in two eras, he gained power, and because of this, he has made these little power improvements.But the premise of all this is that the stories he brought have been passed down for a long time to become a part of civilization. Unless there is help from the gods, it is almost impossible to repeat this kind of thing.

During his half a month in this world, he has also learned a lot about the content of ancient literature, and the most familiar one is only this one.Presumably, even if he tries again in the future, it will be difficult to replicate today's situation.

But it doesn't matter, because the most important thing today is that he sees the hope of completing the task of "Father of the Infinite Tree".

"The story of the match girl will probably make me think about it for days."

Sighing, he came to the window and held the cat in his arms to enjoy the night view of the same day in March over the Saint-Andrés Square.

【You seem very confident about the remaining two wishes? 】

"Yes, if I don't even have confidence in this kind of thing, how can I collect the remaining eleven drops of divinity? Also, what do you think of this story?"

[Very good, warmth in the dark, terrifying in the light.nice story. 】

After a simple wash, I fell asleep. Because I had a plan for Thursday, I woke up on time at six o'clock in the morning. After making breakfast for Mia and myself, I set off directly.

Regardless of the cost, he found a rental carriage and set off towards No. 211 Quill Pen Street in the morning fog.It was exactly 07:30 in the morning when I knocked on the door downstairs of Miss Louisa's apartment.

This is the right time to visit. If it was earlier, Miss Louisa might be having breakfast, and if it was later, Miss Louisa might be going out.

It took a long time for the blond-haired writer to open the door to Xia De. Because it was at home, the blond-haired girl was wearing a very ordinary white long dress.

Seeing that the detective was outside, I was a little surprised:

"Detective, what happened to the early visit?"

Xia De hurriedly shook his head:

"No, it's nothing. I just want to ask something. I was obsessed with reading those books and encountered a lot of doubts. I wanted to come here in the middle of the night last night."

This is not a joke. After returning from the past time point, he really planned to come to visit immediately. He even dreamed of Miss Louisa last night.

"Come to see me in the middle of the night? Detective, have you finally lost control while reading?"

Miss Louisa looked at him suspiciously, and seeing that although he had very light dark circles under his eyes, he looked normal, so she led him towards the stairs.

Of course, Ms. Louisa did not rent the entire house. No. 211 B, Quill Pen Street is divided into three floors. The first floor is where the landlady and her two daughters live. Down, the third floor is Miss Louisa's rented area.

Of course, this kind of apartment where girls live can't easily let men in.So, when Shad was invited in by Miss Louisa, the plump landlady with a hairnet sized him up like a criminal for a while.

　PS: Add 2/15 more.

　
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