Silver Blade and Rose

Strictly speaking, this place can no longer be called a "house".There was only half of the dilapidated outer wall, and there were only some decayed wooden tables and chairs inside. The valuables had probably been taken away long ago, and they couldn't find anything of value.

But Edwin's expression became more and more solemn, as if there was some suspicious point invisible to the naked eye, he frowned and walked around the outer wall, and finally turned around in front of an inconspicuous corner and asked Zals: "Is it possible?" Tools for digging?"

Zars was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "I'll look for it."

He turned to look for it, but Edwin said, "No need."

It might not be realistic to find a shovel in the deep mountains and old forests. Edwin stopped him, raised his right hand hanging in the air, and something flew out of the ground covered with mud and landed on the ground.

It was a wooden box, which was thrown open when it fell to the ground, revealing the conspicuous red color inside.

Zals subconsciously wanted to pick it up for him, but Edwin stopped him: "Don't touch it."

"...What's wrong?" Zars was a little at a loss.

Edwin took out a checkered handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped it around the box and picked it up, looking at it with some doubts and more vigilance.

"Do you know what this is?" he whispered.

Zales shook his head.

His intuition was something important, and after Edwin dug it out of the soil, he seemed to be able to faintly hear some unusual sounds.

It was like someone was singing, the voice was ethereal and erratic, he couldn't find the source, it kept echoing in his ears.After Edwin picked up the box from the ground, the eerie voice got closer and closer, and for a moment it almost seemed to be singing something next to his ear.

Zals told Edwin how he felt, and then sighed: "I don't understand what it's singing about."

"Can you learn to hum to me?" Edwin asked.

"……Let me try."

He had limited artistic talent, so he barely hummed along with the melody he heard, and he didn't bother to correct a few wrong notes in the middle, because just keeping up with the melody was enough.After hearing him hum a few words like this, Edwin suddenly raised his head—he heard it too.

After listening to a few words, his brows frowned even tighter, and the hand hanging by his side was slowly clenched, and then a thin sword with shimmering light quietly appeared in his hand.

"Be careful." He said in a deep voice, "This thing is a meteor box for the Baidi people to preserve their bloodline power."

Zars, who heard the song first, couldn’t understand it, and it’s understandable. He had heard that ballad in the ethnic group, and it was a long-standing song for summoning spirits. Usually, when someone’s lifespan is full, it turns into a spot of light and disappears. , his relatives will sing this tune for him.

"The line where light and night intersect, the sage guides the way home, the man of eternal day turns into a starry night, and there will be a time when he crosses the sea and returns..."

The singing is beautiful, and it is out of place to appear here.Only people in Baidi would sing this song when their loved ones passed away, so... who died here, and put his remaining power in the meteor box, waiting for someone to dig it out?

Why do white people die here?

Edwin was born and raised in hell. There were no elders among the clansmen who followed Herlett across the river into Hell, and no one has died so far. The only time he heard this spirit call was long after Herlett disappeared. Everyone Thinking that he would never come back, she sang this song for him in front of Sombra's Palace.

The sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if responding to the power in the meteor box. Edwin looked solemn, threw the box on the ground, and then took half a step forward, blocking Zars tightly behind him.

This was the first time he felt threatened in the human world. The power in the box seemed to repel him, and it seemed like some kind of temptation.Perhaps the Whitelanders who had died here might be Herlet's enemies, or they might not, but they would never be friends.

There are many ways to eliminate the remaining power in the meteor box, but most of them are cumbersome and time-consuming. The current state of this thing is very dangerous. two.

"Death Star" is the saber Herlet left for him. The blade has been quenched by the poison of feathered beasts, and it is also lethal to white landers. In the battle that finally led to his exile, it once cut down another The left wing of a Duke of Hell.After coming to the human world, Edwin has been sealing it in his body, and this is the first time he has used it.

But to his surprise, the power of the "Death Star"'s slash fell on the seemingly fragile meteorite box, and it was completely absorbed.

It was the first time he encountered something that his sword could not cut, and without thinking about it, he swung the sword again. The silver-white blade turned into a bolt of lightning and landed at the same position, but it still failed to cause any damage to the meteor box.

Zals saw all of this, from Edwin conjuring the sword out of thin air to the wooden box being chopped twice and still unscathed, and finally Edwin's anger was almost materialized, so he couldn't help it He said, "Should we use another method?"

Edwin glanced at him, and the sword in his hand turned into dots of light and disappeared.

"What do you think is the way to go?" he asked.

Since the day he got the "Death Star", he has never met anything that is unstoppable.The meteor box in front of him was hit twice but was not affected in any way, as if it had absorbed his power, it must be unusual.There are still many ways to try, but the ruins are full of weirdness, and he can't make any big noise here. It will only be more troublesome to provoke the ordinary people on the other side.

It's better to listen to Zars's opinion. Anyway, the other party always has weird ideas, and maybe the right one can solve the problem at hand.

"Hmm..." Zars actually just wanted him to stop hacking the box with his sword. It seemed useless. The power overflowing from the sword was sucked away by the box like a bottomless pit, but he had no other way. After thinking about it, he hesitated, "How about... let me try?"

"No," Edwin vetoed, "it's dangerous."

The more he disagreed, the more itchy Zals felt. He looked at the seemingly normal box and asked, "If it's really so dangerous, all humans who have been here should be affected by it. Why should I Are there any abnormalities with other tourists?"

Edwin didn't speak, but he continued, "And I'm not an ordinary human anymore. With you watching, there shouldn't be any problems."

He didn't make a random decision either. The box looked ordinary, but it could absorb Edwin's power. It reminded him of the day he signed the contract with Edwin, and he also quickly absorbed Edwin's power through blood.Even though Edwin and Elvins didn't talk to him about it afterwards, he still had a residual consciousness at the time, and he actually knew about it.

Their trip was to find the power connection between each other, and they did find this place following his itinerary 20 years ago. If the abnormal situation that happened to him appeared because of contact with this box when he was a child...

"Let me try it." Zales repeated in a soft voice.

Edwin hesitated, but finally made room for him. The "Death Star" silently appeared in his hands again, always on guard against possible emergencies.

Zals bent down to pick up the handkerchief that Edwin had thrown on the ground with the box just now, wrapped the box and picked it up.

The lid of the wooden box was open, revealing the dark red blood inside that was wrapped in a transparent shell.Probably because it was too old, the small puddle of blood seemed a bit thick, flowing slightly with his movements, like the oil hourglass he played with when he was a child, the blood hit the shell.

"It seems... nothing wrong." He whispered subconsciously, as if he was afraid of disturbing the blood inside.

It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. It was probably just some kind of protective spell that couldn't be cut just now.Edwin reached out, wanting to take the box in Zals' hand, but Zals put the handkerchief under the box, his fingers touched the transparent compartment outside without the handkerchief, and passed through it , stained with the thick blood inside.

The moment his fingertips were stained red with blood, a translucent figure appeared in front of them.

That face once appeared on the statue of the saint on the White Land Holy Island. It had short curly hair and wore a robe similar to Setan's, but it was pure white and was mostly covered by the same white cloak outside.He was barefoot, and the holes in his cloak allowed his pure white wings to spread, a translucent illusion that looked real.

It slowly opened its eyes, and looked at them with green eyes like the first leaves in spring. There was no emotion in the eyes, like a sculpture without emotion.

"Those who wake up this meteor box, I will give you power." It said calmly, "This is my last power, but it is enough to make you invincible among human beings. The only request is that I hope you can find it for me. one person.

"His name is Herlett. If the news is true, he disappeared from hell about 200 years ago. I have searched many places, but I have never felt his breath, so I have to settle here and wait for him to reappear. "

When he heard "Herlett", Zars turned his head to look at Edwin in surprise, but the latter's face was not surprised, as if he had already guessed it, and a little imperceptible anger slowly emerged in his eyes.

The phantom is still talking: "The power I left behind will attract each other with his power. This is an indelible curse between our family partners. As long as he appears, you will be guided by the power on your body to find— —If you do meet him, please tell him for me, Friesa wants to say sorry to him."

It spoke very slowly, as if it was thinking of where to say it, and it looked like it was about to end, but it hurriedly added the last sentence: "... Forget it, let's not say the name, as long as we can see him ,Thank you."

After speaking, it closed its eyes and disappeared into countless floating light spots.

Zars didn't know what to say. If this phantom was really the "White Messenger" Flesa, and what it said was true, then the questions that bothered them before would be answered.

He was like a key. He accidentally obtained the power of Fraisa's presence here when he was a child, and gradually adapted to it in the next 20 years, and finally went to 179 Rockhill Street, where he met Edwin.

It seemed that their meeting had become a well-arranged event, he didn't want to believe it, but felt that there was a little reason for it.

He looked at Edwin for help, but saw that the other party also closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he regained his usual calmness.

"Let's go." Edwin said coldly, snatched the meteor box from his hand and threw it on the ground, turned around and walked in the same direction as he was going back and forth, "It's ridiculous that I was played around by a trick that a liar left here. .”

He turned around without hesitation, but Zars didn't want to just leave the box here. After thinking about it, he picked it up and stuffed it into his coat pocket, and quickly followed Edwin's footsteps.