An interesting thing happened during the dinner. Shade went to the bathroom in the middle of the meal. When he washed his hands in the bathroom and walked back to the restaurant, he saw Miss Swift face to face.
The young apprentice did not bump into Shade by chance, but seemed to be waiting for him:
"Mr. Hamilton."
She hesitantly put her hands behind her back and called out to Shade in the corridor. When she saw no one was around, she asked in a low voice:
"Have you seen that Miss Sylvia?"
"Yes, that is a very fine lady."
Shade nodded, then the lady with flaxen hair asked with twinkling eyes:
"We are not allowed to inquire about other great witches at will, but I remember that Miss Sylvia is not very old."
"Yes, I am twenty-one years old this year."
Although it is not polite to talk about the ages of ladies, since Miss Sylvia is young, Shade will give the answer.
"Younger than us..."
Miss Swift nodded somewhat disappointedly.
Although she looks about the same age as Agelina, her actual age is the same as Shade's body, which is one or two years older than Miss Sylvia.
Shade naturally knew what the young girl was thinking, so he comforted her:
"You should compare yourself with the apprentices of the great witches, not with the great witches.
Miss Sylvia's ability to become a ten-ring star at such a young age is not only due to her own efforts, but also to the times... I mean, it is also related to her experiences. I had an in-depth conversation with Miss Sylvia, and I know
It's not easy for her either. Without the protection of her teacher, she has to face everything by herself. I won't lie, and of course I won't tell you that you are better than her, but sometimes people can't look too far ahead.
Look in front of you and at your feet.”
Miss Swift nodded, she was always a little unsure:
"Teacher Cassandra intends to train me to be her successor, but I don't think I can be better than Miss Sylvia."
"Grandma Cassandra was still ten years old when she was hundreds of years old. Miss Sylvia is already ten rings now. This comparison is actually meaningless. Although it may be rude to say this, Granny Cassandra
She is not as outstanding as Miss Sylvia, but she is still the most respected person in the contemporary parliament."
Hearing what Shade said, Miss Swift finally showed a slight smile, and she looked at Shade with some embarrassment:
"Sorry, it must be boring to hear me talk about these things, but I can't find anyone else to share these thoughts."
She is Granny Cassandra's only apprentice at present, so it is naturally impossible for her to talk about these things with those followers.
"It doesn't matter. Everyone has their own worries. In comparison, your worries are actually very normal. Let's go back."
he said, but Miss Swift shook her head:
"Mr. Hamilton, you go back first, I will go back later."
As he said that, he walked towards the bathroom and suddenly turned his head:
"Thanks."
"Is this something worthy of thanks?"
Shade thought in surprise, and then heard "her" laughter:
[Sometimes you really have to wonder if the only one blessing you is the God of Gamblers.]
After dinner, the old witch took Shade, Sister Devlin, Grace Helen and Miss Swift to the basement to get up close and personal with the safe space she had found for Grace and Helen.
Transferred relics.
It was a secret-keeper-level relic [the Magician's Escape Box]. It looked like a black and dark blue metal "escape box" that looked like a coffin.
The box is a standard rectangular parallelepiped with unexplained geometric patterns on the four sides. In addition, there are openings on both sides at the top, upper middle, middle, lower middle and bottom, which can allow swords or knives to be inserted.
Stab in with a sharp weapon:
"Have you ever seen a magic show?"
Mother-in-law Cassandra asked Shade, and Shade recalled:
"No."
Not in this world.
"There is a very classic escape magic. The magician enters a sealed box. People outside attack the box with weapons, but when the box is opened, there is no body inside. At this time, the magician will use a very dramatic performance to escape from the stage.
Come out of the corner.”
Helen explained to Shade enthusiastically, and she pulled Shade's sleeve:
"My sister and I have seen this before, but we can't remember when. Yes, if it is this relic, then it will definitely work."
The secret keeper-level relic [Magician's Escape Box], when any humanoid creature enters the box, close the door, and penetrate the box with five sharp swords. The creature inside the box will feel a slight puncture pain.
, will be transferred to the location of the pre-set "escape ritual".
The specific matrix of the ritual is drawn on the bottom of the box. Just use chalk to draw it again on the flat ground. If there are multiple escape rituals at the same time, they will be transferred to the final ritual.
Of course, the negative characteristics of the Keeper-level relic cannot be ignored. [The Magician's Escape Box] houses a terrifying undead who calls himself "Magician Wellwood". He is most likely the original owner of this relic.
After the magic box became a relic, the undead were also affected by the whisper element and sublimated into a strange existence that was unknowable and unheard.
Anyone who uses this box to "escape" may be targeted by the magician Wildwood, and may even release the undead trapped in the escape box.
Some special means, such as carrying the Holy Emblem of the Righteous God, bathing in holy water, or carving other symbols of powerful existence on the skin, can effectively reduce the possibility of encountering "Magician Wellwood", but if you are very unlucky, you will still
It's possible to get entangled with him.
Strictly speaking, the main function of this relic is not to move in space, but to listen to the whispers of the dead when entering the escape box and transferring, thereby acquiring the weird but useful "magic" knowledge of "Magician Wellwood". Space Movement
It's just an additional effect of the relic, but it happens to be useful to Grace and Helen.
Even if their power is sealed, they are still angel-level humanoid relics. The combination of "Magician Wellwood" and this box can be rated as Keeper level. The two do not even have comparative value, so there is no need to worry about the relics.
The negative effects will take effect on them.
We are all relics, and we don’t need to think too much like humans.
And if a human like Sister Devlin uses this box, Granny Cassandra recommends that it must be at least a high level before it can be used, and that the frequency of use should not exceed once every six months.
Listening to the whispers of "Magician Wildwood" and gaining knowledge is bound to happen. Even if you don't consider the possibility of being haunted by the terrifying whispering undead, you must also take into account the impact of the undead whispers on the human soul.
Of course, for Sister Devlin, she is the chosen one and can enter the [Space Maze] unconditionally. Therefore, Shade only needs to take the nun to touch the statue of the ancient god in the ruined tower of Sikal Mountain first, and then use [Magic]
Master's Escape Box] If you touch the statue of the ancient god in the White River Valley Vineyard, you can successfully let the nun establish a road sign between the two places, so you no longer need to use this relic.
It's a pity that if she wants to visit Tobesk, she still needs to find similar relics or go there in person. However, nothing has happened in Tobesk that requires the presence of nuns to solve it, so there is no rush in this matter.
Mother-in-law Cassandra told about the characteristics of the relics. With the help of Miss Swift, Shade opened the box that was locked with nine padlocks. The inside of the box was lined with soft red wool, which obviously meant that the contents inside
It is more comfortable for people. Only the top of the head is not lined inside. Instead, there is a line of Fifth Age text that looks like it was dug out with fingernails:
【The last way to escape from this box is death.】
"The body can't escape, so the soul can't escape? But his soul couldn't escape in the end."
Shade translated the text and then said regretfully.
Grace, who was wearing a long white dress and looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, pulled on Shade's sleeves like her sister and said softly:
"Sir, I still remember that Helen and I went to see his performance. It is said that he died alone in the box in the end, and his body was pierced by five long swords, but it was impossible for anyone to enter that secret room, like himself.
Outside the box, piercing myself inside the box."
"This is also a kind of magic."
Sister Devlin said softly, while Helen pulled Shade's sleeve and added:
"This magician always wanted to get in touch with the power of occultism to enrich and expand his magic skills before his death. But you also know that men in the Fifth Age cannot use extraordinary powers, so it is difficult to judge the death of the magician.
Was it because of an unexpected accident, or was it because he really provoked those terrifying beings during his exploration in the field of mysticism?"
Listening to Helen's voice, Shade reached out to touch the line of text on the top of the box, but after an era, there was no remaining power for Shade to judge:
"The stories of these relics may be more interesting than the relics themselves."
In short, relying on this [Magician's Escape Box], Grace and Helen can go to No. 6 Saint Teresa Square, but their injuries have not fully recovered yet, so they plan to wait until winter officially starts and it snows before going to Torbes.
gram.
Sister Devlin is not in a hurry to go to Huntington City to build a new road sign now, but plans to wait for Shade to complete his mission before setting off together.
So, a fulfilling and busy Monday passed like this. After returning home in the evening, Shade was not idle and continued to improve his thesis in the study. Once you concentrate on this kind of work, it is easy to lose track of time.
By the time Shad realized that he had almost finished typing the first draft, it was already one o'clock in the morning on Tuesday morning:
“I have to attend a wedding during the day!”
Glancing outside the window at the foggy St. Teresa Square at night, Shade stood up and prepared to rest. However, after washing in a hurry, he found that little Mia was nowhere to be found.
After walking around on the second floor, I saw the cat in the study looking at the manuscript of the thesis under the moonlight:
"You can't read, what are you reading?"
He picked up Mia who had three rings on her tail, smiled and fiddled with her tail, and then received a dissatisfied look from Mia.
"Meow~"
After rubbing Shade's arm, the young orange cat also opened its mouth and yawned.
Shade casually picked up the pen and wrote down a system of linear equations of two variables on the paper. The blurred ink listed four answers:
"Which answer is that? If you answer it correctly, I will make you a midnight snack."
The cat lay in Shade's arms with squinted eyes, without any thought of moving.
Shade felt relieved and was in a good mood, ready to rest.