After discussing the meeting between Shade and Miss Bernanice, the witches left separately. Shade returned to Fort Midhill with Granny Cassandra. The old witch was quite knowledgeable about the ways of the world, and she also suggested that Shade
Bring a gift when you go to see Miss Benenice tomorrow.
She originally planned to prepare a gift for Shade, but the harmonica that Shade took out of the gift box this week was still gathering dust at home, so she could give it to the witch of Randall Valley. As for "The Secret of Agelessness", this
The gift is too valuable and I can't give it away yet.
After saying goodbye to the witch and apprentice, Helen and Grace personally sent Shade to the abandoned tower in the mountains of Sikal Mountain. When saying goodbye at the door of the abandoned tower in the forest, Shade asked another thing:
"Grace, do you know the old god-the God of Butterflies [Dry Eyed Phantom Butterfly]?"
Shade asked his sister in the white dress. The girl, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, looked at the sister next to her:
"Sir, did you meet that god in the past?"
"Yes."
Shade nodded:
"Because you are inextricably linked to butterflies, I want to know which god you are connected to."
Grace reached out and took her sister's hand. In the crowd of scarlet butterflies, the two merged into one. The more mature girl has more powerful power:
"Yes, the shape of the butterfly is not only related to the red butterfly ornament given by the vampire god, but also to the butterfly god."
She looked at Shade under the moonlight through the forest, and the quiet moonlight illuminated that handsome face:
"Although the old gods, the Twin Gods, are the basis of our power, that great one also gave us power. It's just that we lost that part of our memory, not because you consumed it as a price when you saved us.
Rather, it was lost during the transition between the Sixth Age and the Fifth Age.”
Shade nodded to express his understanding:
"So, do you know anything about this god?"
"He loves singing."
The Hongdie girl said with certainty, looking at Shade with strange red halo eyes:
"If we can restore that part of our memory, maybe we can sing for you, a song dedicated to the God of Butterflies."
"How to restore memory?"
Shade asked, although there is a way to obtain singing voice, it is good to have a second choice.
The girl in front of me blushed slightly:
"Dream with us, get in touch with our souls deeply in the dreamland woven by butterflies, and open the door to closed memories."
Shade had some doubts that he might have made a mistake, so he just pretended to be thoughtful and nodded:
"I understand. Then I'll leave first. If necessary, I will ask for help."
The blushing girl had a regretful expression on her face:
"Good night then, Shade"
She hugged Shade gently, and then kissed Shade gently on the lips like a bird wetting its feathers on the lake:
"Sweet dreams."
When Shade, who was worried about everything, returned home, it was already half past nine in the evening. The blonde girl was holding the cat and reading a magazine on the sofa in front of the fireplace. When she saw Shade coming from downstairs, she stood up.
He smiled and said:
"Have you finished dealing with the witch's matter? Do you still want to go out tonight?"
"I won't go out. Before dinner, I went to the abandoned manor outside the city, but the effect of [Power of the Earth·Healing Aura] is not accepted there. I have to wait until the problem of that land breaks out again to determine whether it is related to Rand.
The same trouble as the Er River Valley."
He hugged the blonde girl, and then realized that it was Her Royal Highness the Princess:
"Lecia, help me perform the ceremony. I want to learn the thaumaturgy [Sound of Music]."
"No problem, but it's little Agelina's birthday next month. Have you prepared a birthday gift?"
Lesia took off his coat for him, flapped her nose and frowned slightly, but said nothing.
Xia De shook his head in distress:
"I'm not good at picking out gifts. My current idea is to look around the Randall Valley to see if there are any rare or precious special souvenirs there. The local specialty is actually a clay figurine, but it looks too ugly.
, not suitable as a gift."
"If you are not ready, just give her a gemstone jewelry. Pick one out of your gem box, and I will find a qualified gem craftsman to process it for you."
Lecia suggested with a smile and kissed the side of Shade's face gently:
"In other words, you can give yourself as a gift to Agelina, she will probably be very happy.
She is testing.
"Lecia, please stop joking."
The learning ritual of Thaumaturgy [Sound of Music] is not complicated, but it requires the surroundings to be as quiet as possible, so Shade chose to hold the ritual in the basement at night.
The ritual does not require a ritual array. The most important thing is actually the magic potion. The magic potion using the three precious echo grasses as raw materials took Priest Augustus twenty minutes to make this evening.
After everything was ready, Shade stood in the basement and drank the bottle of potion with light purple light in one gulp. The life ring called from behind, and the divine [Echo] spirit rune was shining with dazzling gold.
light.
Shade stretched out his right hand to cover his right ear:
"do~"
He sang the notes, keeping the pitch as standard as possible.
"re~"
Lesia sang in a low voice. As for the cat, it was locked upstairs to prevent its meowing from ruining Shade's ceremony.
"~"
"She" sang softly in Shade's ears, and the voice was better than Shade's and Lesia's voices.
"fa~"
Shade closed his eyes and continued singing, and he could vaguely hear the echoes of three different voices overlapping in his ears.
"sol~"
This is the sound of Dorothy's body again. Her Royal Highness has received professional vocal training, and the ladies of the royal family are all good at singing.
i～」
"She" continued to sing, if "her" voice could be heard by others, then Shade would not have to make any special preparations for that god's banquet.
"Ti~"
Shade spoke for the third time. At this time, the three voices had all overlapped in his ears. This was the auditory hallucination caused by drinking the magic potion, which was probably similar to eating poisonous mushrooms. At this time, the aura of the spiritual rune was still flickering.
It means that everything is normal during the ceremony.
So, Shade, Lesia and "she" sang the last high note together:
"do↑~"
Mixed sounds appeared in Shade's ears, and the overlapping sounds disappeared at this moment. Then, from the bass "do" to the high note "do", eight notes echoed in his ears. Shade instinctively used his own voice to combine them
When sung, the pronunciation is abnormal.
"Very good, I have mastered this magic technique!"
After the repeated sounds in his ears stopped, Shade smiled and said to Lesia:
"Next, Your Highness, please sing a song for me and let me record it. In this way, I can continue to attend that god's banquet and sing for Mr. God."
"Shade, you know you have another more suitable candidate."
Her Royal Highness the Princess said very gently:
"Go to Randall Valley and seek help from Miss Vanessa Benenice. You mentioned today that you have met her."
Shade did not take the initiative to reveal that Miss Bernanice was a witch. After all, this was other people's privacy, but Leia could guess it.
"Don't show that look, I'm serious. Although I am very confident in my singing voice, it is obviously not comparable to that kind of professional artist. I'm so envious. You can hear her singing, which I don't even have."
Opportunity. For your time exploration, you naturally have to choose the most suitable partner, right?"
She said with a smile, then took Shade's hand and looked at him with a smile. Her Royal Highness the Princess is really considerate.
"Also, I collected a batch of bad books from little Agelina a few days ago. Do you want to try them with me?"
(Little Mia is running.)
In the blue winter sky, cotton candy-like clouds floated in the sky. And under this rare winter scenery, white doves were released from the Randall Valley Railway Station amidst people's cheers, and the calls almost dispersed.
Those few clouds.
Crowds of people crowded into the train station on Friday morning. On both sides of the platform, they either took off their hats or saluted the steam locomotive that was still emitting black smoke but was slowly driving into the platform with a harsh sound.
Those carriages with closed curtains waved.
Where Cars No. 1 and 2 were parked, the local police worked hard to clear an open space with a human wall. Even though the train had just stopped, reporters who had already set up their cameras were already flashing their spotlights.
The burning magnesium rods created large swaths of smoke, and the cold breeze blew them toward the crowd behind them, causing them to cough loudly and laugh without regard for dignity, curse and complain.
After confirming the safety of the surrounding area, the carriage of the stopped train was finally opened from the inside.
First, the royal guards filed out and together with the local police formed a thicker human wall. Then the attendants came out and laid wooden boards on the gap between the train carriage and the platform.
While the local nobles, including Earl Granger, whom Shade had met, and the mayor of Randall City and others came to greet him, Shade had only seen Prince William of Anjou in the newspaper, wearing a
Wearing a formal red dress and wearing several sparkling medals on her right chest, she walked out of the carriage.
There were endless calls, applause and the blast of camera lights, and the Princess of the United Kingdom, Margaret Anjou, followed her brother out of the carriage.
She was also wearing a very formal long dress. Of course, since it was still late winter, it was a thicker style and had a white cashmere shawl on her shoulders.
The princess and the prince of the kingdom stood side by side, waving to the people in front of the camera. When Margaret's eyes swept across the crowd, she unexpectedly captured a ray of pleasant orange color:
"What a beautiful color! It's as bright as the sun."
She thought to herself, and when she looked at the color again, she realized that it was a small orange and white cat squatting on the man's shoulder: