Whispering Poems

Chapter 3283: A Visit to the Reinhardt Family
Shad was not worried that Flora would be discovered by Miss Reinhardt. After all, even with the blessing of the snow mountain, he almost didn't see the truth about the owl just now.

He just cares about Flora:

"It would be very tiring to follow us all day without showing up. Not only do you have to fly around, but you also have to hide. How about you stand on my shoulders and I say that you are my second pet besides Mia?"

The girl with dark gray hair smiled and patted him:
"How can you let girls become your 'pets'?"

"I'm sorry, I meant"

"I understand, I understand everything, but it doesn't matter, it's only for one day, and the owl form actually saves a lot of energy."

As she spoke, she turned into an owl in the light again, flew around Shad's head, swooped down and pecked his cheek, then flapped her wings as if saying goodbye, and flew into the woods beside the path and disappeared.

However, judging from the reaction of the Witch Detection Badge, Flora is still nearby.

Thinking of Miss Owl, Shad officially entered Kyle-Todd Town at nine in the morning. Miss Reinhart did not greet him at the town gate today. Shad saw her on the third floor of the Harpoon Inn.

The witch was assigning tasks to her apprentices and followers, asking them to assist the local priests in some preparations for the All Souls Festival. Although the locals could do these things, such as confirming the safety of the snowy mountain route, placing beacons along the way, and helping to collect the exotic herbs to be used during the festival, they were ultimately too inefficient.

Seeing Shade appear, the platinum-haired witch lady motioned him to wait a moment. After their respective tasks were completed and Miss Larson led the sorceresses away, she walked towards Shade. Today she wore a thick dress with a beige lily-leaf collar on the upper body and orange-red on the lower body. This color combination was bold, but it suited her very well.

"You came really early today. I was thinking that if you didn't come in a while, I would wait for you at the town gate."

"You don't have to wait for me there every time. It's too much trouble for you."

As Shad was speaking, he noticed from the corner of his eye that a round-faced owl had appeared on the windowsill outside the room. He tried hard not to look over there, and Miss Reinhart really didn't notice that her colleague had arrived:

"How can this be considered trouble?"

She smiled broadly:
"You didn't come on Friday and Saturday, so the town was peaceful. Grandfather took me through the procedures of All Souls' Day, and asked Elder Ursa to take me up the mountain to check the route of the fire transmission during All Souls' Day. However, the 'Crown of Glory' ceremony that I was going to participate in was still being arranged, so I think I will not be able to participate in the trial until next Friday.

But speaking of it, a big thing did happen on Friday night. Someone fought with the magic sword on the snowy mountain, and it was very noisy. Afterwards, my grandfather and the church organized people to go up the mountain to check the situation. Judging from the remaining traces, there should be no less than 7 magic swords, but the angel-level relic was actually the one that was repelled. "

She asked Xia De in an almost affirmative tone:
"This matter should be related to you, right?"

Xia De did not deny it. He had originally planned to go to the hall in the mountains with the witch to check on the sword.
"How did you figure that out? I remember we dealt with the traces of battle at the scene. Yes, I was not the only one there. The friend who provided me with intelligence came here to find me for some matters, and he ran into the magic sword."

He recounted the incident when everyone encountered the giant snake on the snowy mountain, but did not mention the spatial adhesion.

"Giant snake? We didn't find any traces of it at the scene. You did clean up the scene very well, but I still felt the power of the deep night and moonlight. This is not the perception of traces, but the resonance of the moon and the sun. Yes, with the snow-capped mountains amplifying my perception, my sixth sense is enough to sense you."

As she spoke, she boldly took Shad's hand. Shad noticed that the owl's eyes outside the window became sharper.

“It’s not like I haven’t met people who are good at using the power of the moon before, but they have never given me this feeling. I don’t know if it’s because you are special or because we have both received the blessing of the Holy Mountain.

Let's go, let's go according to the original plan. If you have time today, I would like to discuss some topics about the sun and the moon with you. "

"Okay, then let's go visit your parents."

Miss Reinhart's father, Professor Reinhart, who gave up the good life in Willendal for love and settled on the island, lives in the town with his wife. The former continues to conduct his folklore research in the town, while Miss Reinhart's mother works as a Carsenrick language teacher in the town's grammar school.

Professor Reinhardt and his wife did not live with Elder Harald. After all, the witch's mother was born to the elder's second wife, and now Elder Harald's wife was his third.

The couple lives in the center of Kyle Todd Town. Today is Sunday and the children don't have to go to school, so the couple should be at home.

"Wait, everyone should be home? Didn't you tell us ahead of time that we were coming to visit?"

After walking down more than 20 steps together and returning to the town from the hotel on the high ground, Shade asked her in surprise as they walked along the gravel path in the town. Miss Reinhardt felt a little embarrassed:
"I was planning to tell you yesterday, but how do you want me to explain your identity? A friend I met in another place, who came to the island with me and wanted to visit my father to ask about folklore? This would sound strange, and my mother would definitely say that you just happened to visit by chance today and that you are my grandfather's friend, so that my father and mother will understand."

"Do your parents know about the ring warlock and the supernatural power?"

"Yes, my mother is my grandfather's daughter, so it's impossible for her not to know about this kind of thing. My father had come across some occult information before coming to the island, and after marrying my mother, he also learned some of the secrets of the Fatu people. But they are all ordinary people, so they don't know much about the ring wizards. You don't need to discuss this topic later."

When the owl flew far over their heads and landed on the roof of a two-story stone house next to the small square in the distance, Miss Reinhart subconsciously quickened her pace. After returning to her hometown, she had only met her parents twice, so of course she missed them very much.

“Is this where you spent your childhood?”

Walking through the busy crowds on Sunday, Shade asked with great interest. Miss Rhinehart nodded slightly, with many stories in her mind that she wanted to tell Shade.

The residents of the Fatu town rarely move, so the neighbors nearby are all the neighbors of the witch when she was a child. The closer she got to the two-story stone building, the more people recognized her and greeted her.

When she arrived at her door, Claire Reinhart, who was about to knock on the door, was unusually nervous:

"I'm going back to my own home, why would I be nervous?"

She attributed the reason to the young man behind her who was looking around curiously, and then knocked on the door. Soon, footsteps were heard behind the door, and when the door opened, a middle-aged woman with beautiful blonde hair appeared inside.

She was wearing an apron and seemed to be doing housework. She was almost as tall as the witch. Shade roughly estimated that she was about 1 meters tall. Even among the Fatou people who were generally tall, a lady of this height was quite surprising.

"Little Claire? I knew you would come back on Sunday. Your father loves you so much."

The woman in the apron saw the handsome young man with northern appearance behind her daughter. She was startled at first, then asked with a smile:

"Excuse me, who is this?"

"He is Mr. John Watson, a friend of my grandfather."

The witch said, she understood the smile on her mother's face, but although she blushed a little, she continued:
"Mr. Watson wants to see my father and ask him about some local customs. Is my father in the study?"

Mrs. Rhinehart opened the door to let the young people in:
"He went to visit a friend early in the morning and said he would be back at lunch. You can wait at home for a while. We can have lunch together at noon. Good morning, Mr. Watson."

"Good morning, Mrs. Rhinehart, thank you for your hospitality."

Xia De behaved very politely, and when the stern-faced witch motioned him to follow her into the house, she discovered that he had a basket of eggs and a paper bag of fruits in his hands, which were not there when they were walking side by side just now.

"I don't know what gifts to bring when visiting someone in the local area, so I brought these worthless things."

He said this to Mrs. Reinhart, and Mrs. Reinhart asked with a smile:

"You are very kind. Oh, Mr. Watson, you look very young. How old are you?"

"I guess I'm 22. My birthday is in the summer."

"Oh, so she's really that young. What a pity, Claire is so young this year..."

"Mother, do we have to stand at the door and talk? I'll take these things to the kitchen. Can you prepare some tea for us? We'll wait in the living room for Father to come back."

The platinum-haired girl interrupted her mother with a blushing face, then snatched the inexplicable "gifts" from Shad's hand and walked quickly inside. The owl eavesdropping on the roof almost laughed out loud. This task was much more interesting than she thought.

Although Claire Reinhart looked young, in Shade's opinion, she was only about the same age as Dorothy and Resia. In addition, witches generally looked younger than their actual age, so Miss Reinhart must be older than Miss Writer, and therefore must be older than Shade.

(End of this chapter)