Whispering Poems

Chapter 1530 May the earth be with you and me (end of this volume)

Dr. Schneider naturally knew what Xia De was asking. He sat up straight and took out the newspaper he had just put in his pocket.Leaning back, he unfolded the newspaper and used it to cover his face:
"Mr. Fernandez, the curator of the Randall Valley City Statue Museum, I have already gone to see him. After the mirror was defeated by you, the curse on him has also disappeared. Although the life lost in the past cannot be made up, but at least for a short time For the rest of his life, he was free. I had a brief talk with him, and he asked me to thank you. Originally, he wanted to give you a sum of money as a reward, but I refused."

"It's fine if you refuse. Mr. Fernandez should use that money to enjoy his last life."

Xia De breathed a sigh of relief, instead of looking at the doctor behind the newspaper, he took out a handful of cat food from his pocket.After bending down, he threw the crushed cat food to the ground in front of him.One leaned back and the other leaned forward, as if he and the doctor were not talking at all.

The pigeons at the door of the church were really attracted by the cat food and gathered here:

"The curator, he was very helpful in reminding me that the crucifix would work against the mirror. That's fine, but what about the captain?"

A sigh came from behind the newspaper:
"I found all the demon summoning materials in the safe in Oxenfurt Manor. I wanted to go again yesterday to see if I missed anything else, but the people of the church have sealed it up. So, I went to the city yesterday. I visited Captain Woody, but unfortunately he passed away."

"Ok?"

Although he made a questioning sound, Xia De, who was feeding the pigeons, did not change his expression. He was still watching the pigeons eat:
"When? How did you die?"

"The big earthquake in the early hours of Saturday morning, the house of Captain Woody's farm collapsed, and by the time people dug him out, he had already passed away."

"but he"

Xia De, who sprinkled cat food on the pigeons, wanted to say that the captain had magical abilities given by an unknown sea demon, but then remembered that most of those abilities can only be effective in an environment with rivers or oceans.

"Because he just died, I haven't had time to bury him yet, so I went to see the corpse."

The doctor's voice continued to come from behind the newspaper. The noisy street and pedestrians in front of the two did not affect their conversation:

"The captain's soul has disappeared, and there are obvious signs of demon power. The demon has kidnapped the captain's soul. There is no way to trace it for the time being. The opponent's power will not be weaker than that stone mirror."

Xia De pursed his lips. He thought that even if he couldn't break the contract between Captain Woody and the devil, he could at least help him, but he didn't expect this to be the result.

"Signing a contract with the devil, you should have thought about the ending. You don't have to be sad for him. I got a letter from the captain's old servant. It was left by Captain Woody to you, or to your friend. of."

The doctor said that the sun in early spring shone on the body, and the warmth felt very comfortable.Although the temperature in the winter that has passed is very low, the temperature has picked up quickly now that the first Randall flowers have bloomed.

"Me or my friend. It seems that Captain Woody doesn't have much hope for me. Doctor, what did you say in the letter?"

"Some things about demons, as well as the details of summoning demons, he probably didn't explain this part clearly to you last time. At the end of the letter, the old captain said that he accepts his fate calmly, and must pay for what he gets. He said that if you really succeed in solving Stone Oxenfurt and the demon, please take their stories and live well. Although he is not afraid of death, he is afraid of being forgotten."

The doctor's tone was very monotonous, and this probably wasn't a very novel story to him.Bill Schneider himself had dealt with many demon-related troubles before he met Shad and invited him to school in the summer of 1853. He had seen too many stories of this kind.

"I'll remember the old captain."

Xia De nodded and said, sprinkled another handful of cat food, watching the pigeons lower their heads and scramble for the crumbs of cat food in front of him.

Although his sigh was soft, the doctor noticed it.He turned the newspaper in his hand to the next page, and looked at the statement and notice issued by the city hall on the temporarily closed area of ​​the valley outside the city:

"I know what you're lamenting, but Detective, that's life. Someone always comes to us, and someone always leaves."

"Two leaves falling from a tree, intertwined in the air, means that we will part soon. And the friends we know in life, the day we meet, means that there will be a day of farewell."

Xia De said, the doctor tilted his head from behind the newspaper, looking at his bent back:
"Who said that? Sounds good, maybe I can take it down."

"Dorothy. Closing account of Miss Norma's disappearance in Hamilton's Detective Stories, but the story has not yet been published and will probably be in the papers next week."

The doctor nodded and wrote down the name of the story.He raised his head to let the warm morning sun shine on his face, then continued to look at the newspaper, and asked with a smile:

"Although you didn't write it yourself, but looking at you like this, it seems that this adventure in the Randall Valley really touched a lot."

"Yes."

There were many people walking in front of them, but no one stopped to pay attention to the young people feeding the pigeons and the middle-aged people reading the newspapers.Behind them, the golden sun reflected in the ripples of the Elrond's waters.In the upper reaches of the river, the shadows of boats have already appeared, and on the edge of the river, the washerwomen gathered in twos and threes, beating their clothes while chatting about the anecdotes they heard in vulgar slang.

Spring is really coming.

The street in front of him was full of people, Xia De continued to crush the cat food in his hands with his fingers, and even felt that the sunlight was a bit dazzling:
"I have seen many stories here, the hatred between the royal family of Anjou and the Stonemasons Association for more than ten years, the tragic marriage story of Stone Oxenfurt and Hayla Watson, the tragicomedy of love between the Enriquez couple, The legend of the Granger family spread across two eras. Of course, there are also noble souls who voluntarily sacrificed, the hapless curator cursed by the devil, and the girl who followed in her father's footsteps"

Another handful of cat food crumbs was spilled, and the white pigeons immediately followed the cat food and came to Xia De and the doctor's feet.Shad watched their white feathers huddle together, and the doctor's voice came from behind the newspaper:
"If you remember these stories, the people in these stories will not disappear because of your memory. You are a witness, just like the ground under our feet, like the sky above our heads. Although you can't tell these stories Tell more people, but you witness them, and they remain in your heart, and those people, those things, are not meaningless."

"This passage is also very interesting."

While Xia De shook his head lightly, he felt the wind blowing through his hair.

The wind blows the cat food crumbs on the ground to one side, and the pigeons swarm after them; In front of the continuous crowd, gentlemen held down their hats, ladies gently pulled at the hem of their skirts, flower girls held down the fabric on their baskets, and newspaper boys held newspapers in their satchels.

Xia De raised his head to look at the crowd and the church in front of him. He still had many stories to share with others, and many things he was looking forward to telling his friends.The story of the Chosen One of the Earth was not the most moving story he had seen in Randall's Valley.Those people and those things in the corner of memory, perhaps just as Dr. Schneider said, will remain in his heart forever.

Sighing lightly, he met the old Huck who walked towards the steps of the church in the crowd, but accidentally turned his head.The old stonemason who once assassinated Prince William Anjou at a banquet, but was released under another identity due to Marguerite's operation, felt in a trance that the handsome young man sitting on the bench seemed to be someone who had been forced to question him. his agents.But shaking his head, he found that the two faces seemed different.

Xia De nodded politely to him, and continued to look up at the slightly busy church door, then up again, to the stained glass on the front of the church, to the steeple of the church, to the white clouds, until He looked towards the sun.

"The weather is great."

He muttered softly, then looked down at the pigeons eating at his feet.The sound of newspapers flipping sounded in my ears, but this time Dr. Schneider did not speak.

The sun was warm on his body, if possible, Xia De would like to sit here for a while, so that time can also take a rest.In that wind, "she" smiled softly and whispered in Xia De's ear:

[The current world, the sixth century, 1854 in the universal calendar, spring, the month when the wind rises.The wind in early spring blows the earth, and your eyes have already witnessed the story of the ancient river valley.The love carved in stone is sadly shattered, the girl destined to sacrifice lives for you, the guardian of the earth holds up the noble golden cup, the banquet of gods and men is your myth.Kiss the soil, kiss the delicate flowers, kiss the world, the earth and me will all witness your story.When the beautiful witch obsesses you standing on the earth, in the ancient city that comes in spring, outsiders who have traversed the earth, facing the sun, have you really seen the ending you expected? 】

"Yes, this is probably the ending I want."

While giving the answer in my heart, for some reason, I suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if the story had no meaning.

[The old story ends, and the new story always begins, just like the land in spring. 】

The voice of "her" is even gentler than the wind in early spring.

"Yes."

Xia De said with a smile in his heart, crushing the last few pieces of cat food and throwing them on the ground.

The sun shines on Shade who is bent over on the bench by the Elrond River and Doctor Schneider who is reading a newspaper.The pedestrians walking on the street are in a hurry, and the carriages pass through the street as busy as ever.

The roof of the Dawn Church reflected the dazzling light, and the windows with stained glass on the church walls also reflected a strange color that was not seen in rainy and foggy days.

The young nun pushed open the window on the second floor of the church and wanted to fix the window with an iron bolt. When she crossed the busy street, she saw a young man bending over to feed the pigeons in the distance, and blushed for some reason.And on the side of that bench, on the lamppost of the black iron gas street lamp, the lower right corner of the advertisement about "Masons Guild Recruiting Workers to Willendale" rustled against the slightly cold wind.

On this sunny morning, the scenery at the door of the church is simply the best oil painting to depict the early spring.And Xia De, who lowered his head in the center of the screen, suddenly said to the doctor beside him:

"Speaking of which, when you get back to Tobesk, please come with me to see Detective Sparrow Hamilton. We buried a flower seed next to his grave last fall."

"Of course, I think the seeds should have taken root. But why not invite Louisa or Anat?"

The doctor asked curiously, Xia De looked at the pigeon expressionlessly and shook his head slowly:

"I don't want Uncle Sparrow to know what I did in the house he left behind."

The doctor holding the newspaper laughed:
"You see, the detective is dead, but he still exists. In the earth, in your heart."

Xia De nodded. At this time, large and white clouds like cotton were slowly floating in the blue sky above their heads, but the pigeons that were supposed to soar under the blue sky were attracted by the cat food and lowered their heads. Heads gathered on the ground.

"Born in the earth, died in the earth, buried in the earth."

Xia De suddenly remembered the epitaph of Mr. Lathers, so he straightened his waist slightly, then turned his head, and moved his eyes from the ground to the doctor beside him:

"doctor."

"what happened?"

The blue-eyed middle-aged man also turned his head and looked at Xia De from the side while holding the newspaper.

"Although I know that we will part ways one day, I hope that the later the better."

"Um thanks?"

"Will you accept my blessing?"

"of course."

Xia De winked at him:
"I've heard this a lot lately in Randall's Valley—may the earth be with you and me."

The doctor nodded with a smile, but suddenly saw the huge golden chalice flash past behind Xia De.Because the sun was so bright, the vague shadow of the Holy Grail was very much like a hallucination.

Bill Dimon Schneider didn't delve into these, but continued to read the newspaper in his hand leisurely.After all, newspapers are very interesting, and it is not the first time that the phantom behind Xia De has appeared.

Xia De lowered his head and continued to look at the pigeons in front of him. His mood gradually improved, and he began to think about what he should do in the spring of 1854.

Go outing with Rezia in the suburbs, accompany Dorothy to the city to collect materials, take Mia to the Prophet Association to find Luvia for divination, or go to Galina Manor to spend a wonderful afternoon and evening with the beautiful witch .Of course, we must not forget the honorary degree, the Tobesk Riding Competition and the visit to Miss Gold, the life of a foreigner is always so busy.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile, and then he looked up to see the elderly bishop walking out of the shadow of the church door and walking towards the steps of the church against the sun.

Xia De tugged at the doctor's sleeve, stood up and waved to the old man.The early spring wind blew again, shaking his clothes.In the ear, "she" whispered softly:

[Outlander, you have gained new power].

(End of this volume)

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