Whispering Poems

Chapter 1482 Promise and Prayer

"How's it going?"

As the golden and black vortex appeared on the stage, Xia De and Miss Sylvia walked out holding hands.

Luvia, who was waiting for news at the Wilde Opera House, rushed over immediately, followed by Tifa.

"It turned out great, and I turned the key right away. Oh, any news?"

Xia De also asked, Tifa nodded slightly, and looked at Xia De worriedly:

"Miss Bayas witnessed the first Randall bloom. That was over an hour ago."

"So according to estimates, is the crazy guardian finally going to appear?"

Miss Silvia asked, Luvia's voice was very calm:
"Let's talk about it after Xia De comes back, anyway, it's only three seconds."

Xia De took out the time key, looked at the cat on his shoulder, and finally did not hand it over, but stroked it, then turned it into a toy and put it away.

"Mia is still following me, I already know what to do next. Besides, where is Sirius?"

He's still worried about that less than perfect ending.

"Don't worry, we didn't let her leave the Opera House all night. Now she's helping prepare the potions in the basement."

Luvia said, Xia De was relieved:

"Don't worry about needing her to sacrifice, I got something good this time."

He took out the Heart of the Earth (fragment) from his pocket. Compared with the golden stone, it is not only bigger in size.The ancient and heavy power suffocated the girls who noticed the stone almost immediately. A ring of life appeared directly behind Luvia, and then the miraculous rune of the five rings-the heart of the earth was inscribed.

Shad would not comment on this.

"May the World Tree bless me in infinite time."

After a simple hug, Xia De bid farewell to the girls who were worried about him, and then inserted the almost completely broken key in his hand into the door frame in front of him.

click~
[Outlander, you have stepped into the "Time Corridor". 】

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

[Fifth Epoch 3028 autumn, Northern Continent, Eternal Night City. 】

[Event: The Whisper of the Curtain of Eternal Night. 】

[Duration 3 minutes (5/4). 】

[You have additional information. 】

[The figure of the father of the infinite tree stares at you. 】

Compared with the normal time task, the content obtained this time is relatively short.There are no extra tasks, no extra task rewards, and the number of times has become a weird "5/4".Xia De knew that if he could get an extra chance, it was already the limit, and he didn't expect to have a second chance.

"So, we must solve the problem once!"

After entering the white mist, he didn't take a step forward immediately, but stopped after taking a big breath.

Once he continued to move forward, he might immediately return to the palace of the old god of the night.He needs to be prepared, how to take Fiona away while facing the old god.

"Although burning divinity is not feasible, the afterglow of divinity is still useful."

He touched his body, although he was not hopeful, but he still brought some relics on his body before he set off, and even held [Night Watchman] in his hand.But at this time, he didn't bring a single item.

"So, we can only rely on this."

He took out the parchment with the handwriting of Miss Writer and Her Highness the Princess, and read the story written on it for the last time.

After telling the story to the old gods just now, although the spirit rune did not appear for the time being, the familiar throbbing feeling in my heart has appeared.For Xia De, storytelling has never been the most important link in the acquisition and formation of these "fairy tale locks".The most important link is that he understands these fairy tales himself, and understands the quality of his own shared characteristics.

This is not a power that can be understood through deliberate study. What is needed is to use one's own stories to reflect those fairy tales.

From the beginning when Xia De obtained the "little match girl" because of "compassion", he knew that the fairy tale fan lock was definitely not something he could learn by deliberately arranging it.But now, he knew that another chance had come.

"Fiona, I will take you out safely."

The coercion of the gods and the tingling sense of crisis that can be felt with one step forward urged Xia De to stay away from such a dangerous place, but thinking of the promise, Xia De strengthened his confidence.

The thick steam mist mixed with the surrounding white mist, and in the depths of the lingering white mist, as the siren and bell sounded in the silent space, the life ring exuding brilliant four-color brilliance emerged in the Behind Xia De.

He clutched the parchment that Dorothy and Rezia had prepared for him, and finally took another step forward.

"Shad!"

Obviously, facing the god sitting behind the curtain at one moment, he was still hugged by the man in front of him, but the next moment, a white mist emerged from an unknown corner, and directly took away Xia De who was hugging him.

The witch Fiona Drago can never use any words to describe her mood at this moment.Xia De's departure also represents the disappearance of the sun and moon.The endless night invaded, which represented the opposite of the day, represented the power of darkness, shadow and emptiness, and almost immediately caused her consciousness to drift towards the deepest dream.

At this moment, it seemed that time stood still in the eyes of the Dragon Witch.She has many doubts, but also many unwillingness.At the last moment of life and consciousness, the picture of not a very long life flashed in front of her eyes, and she found that she was so lucky.

Although he was born in the Red Dragon Royal Family, his childhood life was not satisfactory because of his mixed-race identity and his mother's embarrassing background.After leaving the family, he went out to make a living alone. On that scorching summer afternoon, in a small town that almost forgot its name, he was wearing a tattered summer cloak and hiding his tail. To Miss Myrna Filiana and Miss Britney Olanode, who came with parasols.

"What did I do then?"

That was a very distant memory. I only remember that I was short and had big eyes at that time, and the sun was so hot that day.

"It seems that I mustered up the courage to sell the potion I made myself to them, and then accidentally bit my tongue"

So, wearing tattered clothes, I was taken to the hotel where they lived by the teacher in a daze, and then, there was the current red dragon witch Fiona Drago.

The life and experience since meeting the teacher is even more bizarre than the fairy tales I heard when I was playing with my tail in my mother's arms when I was young.Four years ago, when I saw the young man coming from the snow in the Gaddis library in the dead valley, I felt that maybe I was just fainted by the hot sun in that long past afternoon, and fell into a long hallucination. .Maybe after waking up, he still has to worry about the source of dinner, and whether the potion in his hand that doesn't have a long shelf life can be sold.

But all of this is not important anymore. For a long second, Fiona, whose blood has been sublimated because of Shade's messy ritual, finally clearly perceives the traces of time, the terror of life and death, and the oppression of gods. In it, she surpassed any mortal in this era, and truly touched the mighty power of time.

The secret art of [Time Stop] that she saw on the ancient scroll many years ago was directly mastered by her because of her desire to live.But this couldn't save her, it just gave Fiona a chance to think about her life at the last second, those people who missed her, her own story, the lullaby her mother sang when she was a child, and tell the story.

But what came to mind at the last moment was actually the story told by Xia De a few minutes ago and described by her.The same ordinary background, the same oppression by other members of the family.

It's just that the lucky Cinderella prayed to the night and got the crystal slipper and pumpkin carriage she longed for.But I chose to leave my family and live alone, so I met teachers and him.

Xia De's face seemed to be the last thing he thought of in his life.Although she felt guilty towards the teacher in her heart, Fiona was still willing to forgive her little selfishness at the moment.

"If I also pray to the moon and the night, will I get your answer?"

She asked softly in her heart, even if she knew that Xia De's departure was an accident, even if he came back, it would not be able to change the fact that was about to happen.But the unwillingness to die, the nostalgia for life and the embarrassment in her heart still prompted her to have such thoughts.

So, at the last moment before her body was engulfed by the night and she was about to lose consciousness, she said in her heart:

"Praise Silver Moon, praise you."

Nothing seemed to happen, but with one last sigh, she got what she wanted.

In the sudden white mist, she heard Xia De's voice again:

"This is my promise."

In an instant, the brilliance of the silver moon once again dispelled all the darkness around it.The four-color aura flickered on the life ring behind him. Xia De, who came to this time again from the white mist, stretched out his hand to embrace the shivering Fiona, then turned around and looked directly behind the high curtain, and he finally saw clearly that figure.

"I promised, then I will, I will do it."

Large swathes of night were stripped from the space following Shad's return, and then something moved.This time, the power from the Great One directly vented on Xia De without reservation. The figure sitting behind the curtain did not move visually, but Xia De knew that "He" had already stretched out his hand to him. .

"You shouldn't have come back!"

After the words were spoken, the red dragon girl realized that she shouldn't say such a sentence at the moment, like a sentence in a witch romance novel, but Xia De didn't care:
"I promised."

The throbbing in my heart finally reached its climax in the blurted words. The approach of the power of the gods caused the afterglow of divinity on the body surface to bloom, until the golden light on the body surface was dragged backward with the wind pressure like a flame.

The parchment tightly held by Shad was blazing, and the graceful letters of the Delarion Common Language flew to the brass ring that was spinning rapidly at the moment.The story was engraved on the life ring, and at the same time engraved into Xia De's heart.

Time gives power to stories, and civilization gives fairy tales its foundation.Originally in the fifth era, the fairy tales that have not been widely circulated are not enough to support the power of ring warlocks, but fortunately, Xia De does not belong to the fifth era, and the girls who write the parchment in their hands do not belong to this era .

(End of this chapter)