Whispering Poems

Chapter 2675 Three Generations of Bronte

"Benn Brontë and his elder brother, now Lord Brontë, Edmund Brontë, were sons of the previous Baron, Theodore Brontë. The old baron has passed away. I went to his grave and although there was a body buried in it, it was not Theodore Brontë. The age of the skeleton did not match."

According to what Shard knew, Theodore Brontë had two sons and one daughter, of whom the eldest son, Edmund Brontë, inherited the title and became a staff officer of the First Regiment of the Royal Army. The York Brontë whom Shard met in 1854 was his second son, and Theodore Brontë's grandson.

"The body was replaced? So the old baron is not actually dead?"

The flickering firelight made the shadows on the black-haired lady's face constantly change. She took a sip of wine and nodded slightly:
"Yes, and not only that. I have been searching the woods with astrology for his presence before he appeared here tonight. Yes, Theodore Bronte, here before us now."

Shade sighed:

"Theodore Brontë is his second son, Ben Brontë?"

She nodded again, satisfied with Shade's sharpness:
"I only investigated for a week, so I'm not sure what methods he used. He was quite cautious, and I didn't come here to investigate him, so I didn't use any extreme means. But the old baron's second son is definitely the old baron himself. Ben Bronte never existed. They have been the same person since childhood."

Xia De immediately pointed out the unreasonableness of this:
"But the time doesn't match, right? Although I don't know the exact time, when the old baron died, Ben Bronte had already been born. It can't be that they have never been together in these years, so he is a time traveler, not just an 'immortal'!"

Ms. Helena Carter smiled. This was the name Miss Danister told Shade:

"I'm glad you understand. The only thing I don't know now is whether the nominally dead Theodore Bronte is really his name, or whether Theodore Bronte is just his identity in the era he lived in."

But Shad knew this:
"I know more than you do, Theodore Brontë = Ben Brontë, they really belong to 34 years ago in 1787, when Theodore Brontë was 19 years old.

So Theodore Bronte is his real identity, and Miss Danister and I discovered his next identity after 'Benn' in the past. He did not choose to use the identity of the eldest son of the family, and his fake identities were all the second son of the family. "

Although we don’t know what happened at other time points besides 1787, we have basically determined the general story of what happened to York Bronte in 1854. However, if that was the case, he would not have become a “Dead Apostle”, so he must have experienced other things.

"It seems that you have sorted out the matter. That's good. I'll leave it to you two to deal with. Since you have met him in the future, it's best for me not to interfere."

Her tone was very brisk:
"Now let's get back to business, right? Why did you come to this era again? Just to investigate Bronte? This shouldn't be a problem."

"Of course not. I encountered a humanoid Secret Keeper-level relic."

He briefly described the Hide and Seek Boy, and the knowledgeable former librarian of course knew about this relic;

"I've never heard of this kind of relic with the power of time before. Is this also the influence of the Chosen One incident?"

She looked around:
"Before and after you appeared, I didn't sense any abnormal traces of whispering elements. Could it be that the relic has modified the rules? It seems that you still need to communicate with the girl of your time."

"But I'm currently in a state of temporal instability that I can't control."

The dark-haired lady shook her head:
"Since it is an unstable state, if one side exerts a little 'force', you will fall to that side. I don't have the talent for time, but I know that the thoughts and emotions of the ring sorcerers themselves will affect themselves.

Since there is no way to control it, then try to make yourself think "I must return to the future", this may help. Missing is also a power, let the thought become a driving force. "

This method sounded feasible, so Shad immediately thought, "Little Mia is still waiting for me to go home," but because Shad knew that the cat was being taken care of by Luvia, he was not in a hurry at all.

"Is there anything else I need to do immediately?"

Looking at the people playing around the bonfire at the wedding banquet, Shade remembered that he really had something very important to do when he got back:
"I promised Iluna that I would dance with her at the party! I can't break my promise!"

Iluna is very busy with work on weekdays, and due to her status, she cannot visit Shade's home often. Shade actually always feels that he has neglected her a little. Even Luvia often tells Shade to take the initiative to find Iluna.

Today she took a day off and put on a beautiful dress to go on a date with Shade at Vista Woodland.
[Didn't you come here today for time resistance? ]

"She" asked with a smile, but no matter what, Shade could not let Iluna down. Since he had promised to dance with her tonight, he must not miss it.

When this thought came to mind, and I was eager to return, the familiar white light actually flashed before my eyes. Then the black-haired lady who had just stood beside me disappeared along with the bonfire and the people in old-fashioned clothes in the background. At the same time, the banquet scene in front of me also changed to the more modern 1854.

It had only been a dozen minutes since Shade left, but the banquet seemed even more lively under the night sky. He was standing in the courtyard of the manor at this moment. After a moment of surprise, he immediately reinforced the idea in his heart that "I promised to dance with Iluna tonight" to prevent himself from returning to 1821.

"Iluna, Iluna, Iluna"

He even whispered the name of the eighteen-year-old girl, and before Shade could go find her, Miss Bell was the first to see Shade standing outside the crowd in the courtyard:

"I found him!"

The young witch apprentice quickly found Miss Winslet and Iluna, the latter with an anxious expression on her face:

"Your Favorite"

"My favorite pet is little Mia, my favorite color is purple, and my favorite place is home. I'm not fake."

After confirming that the person in front of her was a real person and not an imposter, Iluna was about to ask about the situation when she saw Shade reaching out his hand to invite her:
"Iluna, let's go dance together!"

There was a joyful expression on his face, and the 18-year-old girl nodded subconsciously:

"Okay. No, no, now is not the time to dance!"

Iluna wanted Shade to explain clearly, but she still put her hand in Shade's hand, and Shade pulled her towards the dancing crowd:

"It's a lot of trouble to explain, but it's hard for me to stay in this time if I don't dance with you now. Come on, let's go dance first, and then you can tell me what happened here."

The witch behind him also heard his explanation, so she could only watch the two of them come to the dance floor area specially reserved on the west side of the courtyard. This area was quite large, and even though the normal wedding banquet in 1854 had just started not long ago, there were already many people dancing here.

Shade held Iluna's hand with one hand and supported Iluna's waist with the other. Iluna adjusted her breathing and quickly caught up with the rhythm of dancing with Shade:

"The boy told us to find the ball in the past and deliver it to me in the present within three hours."

"But I found no trace of the ball in the past. In fact, there was not even any trace of the whispering element in the past."

The two of them stood very close to ensure that every word could be spoken clearly. Iluna stepped backwards as Shade moved forward in the dance music. She suddenly felt that the appearance of the humanoid relic was not a completely bad thing:
“I just discussed this possibility with Miss Winslet. We have never heard of the Hide and Seek Boy having time powers before. It is possible that it was only because of the instability of local time that it sent you to the past.

It itself was not in Riverwood at that point in the past, and its ball, as an important relic derivative, was not in that era. So, the ball is still in 1854, and the boy's game is not about you finding the ball in the past, but about us finding the ball in the present and passing it to you, and then letting you pass it to me.

This is a trap. If you focus on helping you find the ball in the past, I'm afraid you will fail this time."

They did a lot of things in the short ten minutes that Xia De was away.

“But it’s just a possibility.”

Shade reminded him, and Iluna nodded, accidentally bumping into Shade's chest:

“Yeah, so you are.”

Shade's figure faded in front of her. Iluna pursed her lips and used the illusion that she was not very good at to make people not notice Shade's sudden disappearance.

And from Shad's perspective, Iluna was talking to him. The white light flashed again in front of his eyes, and then he appeared among the crowd dancing around the bonfire to the cheerful sound of the lute in 1821.

But people were not surprised by his sudden appearance, because the mature black-haired lady reached out and held his hand, moving her body with him to the dance music:

"Looks like it's going well, how's it going?"

The rose-red eyes looked at Xia De. This lady was very good at dancing and found the rhythm in the brisk music. Xia De was a little uncomfortable dancing with a strange lady at first, but he soon got used to it:
"My girlfriend in the future said it was a trap, the ball is not in the present, it is in the future. But this is just speculation, so we still need to find the ball in this era."

PS: This chapter is about the Brontë Family