Shade first asked some questions about pharmacy to enrich the content of the final thesis he was about to submit, and then chatted with this knowledgeable lady about the rumors and legends in the Green Lake area.
Later, Shade even turned the key hanging on his chest into a staff and handed it to her for her to check. It was obvious that the brown-haired lady was a little surprised by Shade's trust, and teased that Shade was not afraid of her running away with this relic.
She carefully inspected the relic, and then confirmed Shade's idea: "Yes, this staff is actually a dead sapling." She stroked the surface of the wooden staff in amazement:
"It's really surprising. Although it performed very well when I saw it last time, I thought it was just a Keeper-level relic at best. Now it seems that it is at least a Sage-level weapon, and it may even be an Angel-level weapon. And the function of this relic is definitely not just as simple as enhancing the effect of spell casting. I have never heard of this kind of relic before?"
"Admitting one's shortcomings is also one of the signs of a wise man." Shade said, taking the staff thrown back by the pharmacist lady:
"I didn't get this relic for a long time. It's just used to enhance my thaumaturgy. Miss Pharmacist, since you are a high-level warlock, the relics you commonly use should be very powerful, right?"
"Of course." The sorceress said with a smile:
"I don't need it for the time being due to my current situation, but I can bring it to you for a look next time we meet. It is an angel-level book-like relic that can also enhance spellcasting. Although it is not as good as the rumored "God Caller" In my hand, the long sword inherited from the demon hunters of the Third Age is at least a powerful angel-level relic..."
She hesitated and added:
"I also have many high-level sorceress friends. Even among all of them, this relic of mine is very enviable."
She was right. In her impression, Miss Carina, Miss Aurora, Miss Sylvia, Granny Cassandra, and Miss Benanis would use relics to assist them in their battles. There are no angel-level relics that can truly be used as the main force.
The two spent most of the afternoon chatting. Shade found that this great witch with "knowledge and wisdom" really fit her identity. She was knowledgeable and had a novel and profound perspective on problems. No matter what he chats with Shade, he can give his own opinions. He even sees politics and the relationship between the two countries more clearly than most people.
As for Shade himself, he did not hide his familiarity with the Fifth Era during the chat. When talking about the Witch Emperors of the Fifth Era, he expressed many opinions that were different from the mainstream academic views - for example, he believed , the civil war between the Witch Emperors at the end of the Fifth Era was not to fight for more power, but because some of them believed that it was time to end the era of the Witch Emperors.
Shade has his own experience in analyzing ancient texts, and when it comes to mainstream heterogeneous biological species such as vampires, mermaids, and elves, Shade has more to say.
In the evening, due to the thick white fog, there was no dim light in the sky, but it felt like the visibility in the fog had dropped a lot. The two ended their conversation about elves and the World Tree, and then looked at the blacksmith's tombstone, but the soul still did not appear.
The pharmacist lady, who was still unfinished, said to him:
"Wait another hour. If that doesn't work, I'll take you to see the tomb that was stolen. Then we'll leave. We can come back next time. Don't you want to go back and take care of your cat?"
The sorceress hugged her legs with her hands, sitting on a soft cushion and leaning against an unknown tombstone, and looked at Shade with shining eyes:
"It's really interesting to talk to you. I haven't felt bored even after sitting here for several hours. So while I have time, I will fulfill my promise. Mr. Watson, regarding the Edwards family, you Anything else you want to ask?"
The two were 1.5 meters apart, and they couldn't even clearly see each other's expressions in the fog. The way they talked was very strange:
"I would like to ask about the prophecy of the Edwards family - when the day of reconciliation comes, the separated bloodline will eventually return to the origin of the family.
We will drink the wine of immortality together and escape the cage of the world. Have you heard of this? "
This was the prophecy that Miss Denister "obtained without asking" from the Prophet's Association, and that the father of the fourth generation, Pride Edwards, wanted to interpret.
The brown-haired lady tilted her head and looked at him:
"Although I already know you know a lot of things, I am still surprised to hear this. Yes, of course I know this. In fact, every Edwards knows this. When we become adults, we will all hear this in our dreams. The content of the prophecy is as if this prophecy has been engraved in our blood. Even though I have eleven rings, I still don’t know what kind of power this is... Don’t underestimate me, I have thirteen rings. My friend, she told me, just wait patiently."
"What do you think of this prophecy?" Shade asked again.
"There must be a deeper secret about the family. I knew about it before I learned that my great-great-grandfather was a thirteen-ring warlock today. However, none of the separated Edwards were able to return to the island to investigate. A few years ago, my condition was worse than now, and I couldn't come back to investigate with peace of mind. When I came back this time, I happened to bump into you again."
She seemed to want to smile at Shade for a moment, but she was too reserved to do so. She still remembered who she was:
"As for the content of the prophecy, I think it means that everyone in the family will one day return to this island and that house. The power and voice engraved in our blood are calling us to do this, even fate It seems to be guiding us to do this. I don’t know what this will lead to, so I can only keep getting stronger and stronger, so that I can protect myself.”
She pursed her lips slightly and looked at the handsome young man:
"Mr. Watson, please allow me to inquire about your personal information - why did you become a ring warlock and get promoted step by step?" Shade thought for a moment:
"On the one hand, it's because I like to explore power, delve into interesting knowledge, and witness interesting stories. On the other hand, of course, it's also to protect myself and my family and friends. Since there are some people with extraordinary powers, I am forced to live in this world. , you must also have it.”
Probably only the outsiders themselves and "her" can understand the weight of this sentence.
The pharmacist lady said sadly:
"And I am just trying to protect myself. After my father and mother died, I no longer have any friends. The voice echoing in my blood urges me to continue to become stronger and become able to cope with anything. Even if I am now the eleventh ring , even if I can regain the power of my heyday after a while, it will still not be enough. I don’t know what my thirteen-ring ancestor did.”
She smiled self-deprecatingly:
"Don't think that my level is much higher than yours. In fact, your talent should be better than mine. Although I can't see your face and appearance, I can tell that you are really only in your twenties, and you are doing it by your own strength. I have been promoted to the sixth level. But my road has come to an end, and the eleventh level is probably the end of me. For most ring sorcerers, this is enough, but for me..."
She probably hadn't said these words to many people, so she was a little emotional, but she was still trying to control herself. Shade even felt her sadness and hesitation for a moment. She was indeed different from all the witches he knew.
"Don't you know a very powerful friend of Thirteen Rings?"
Shade asked. The pharmacist girl shook her head and clenched her fists on her chest:
"People still have to rely on themselves. Besides, that lady also has her own affairs. I won't ask her for help easily until it's a real life-or-death situation." "Then when your family gathers at the mansion on the top of the mountain over there, I will ask her for help." You promise, if I can help you, I will go with you."
He smiled and said:
"Anyway, I'm going to find everyone in your family to see who knows that symbol... Oh, why did I forget to let you see it?"
As he spoke, he took out his notebook and drew the special pattern of the sun, moon and stars. The pharmacist lady recognized at a glance that this was the golden ritual matrix that appeared on the soles of Shade's feet when he used the staff, but she did not recognize it:
"The letter you mentioned with this pattern is
Who in the family wrote it? Who was it sent to again? "The father of the fourth generation, your grandfather..."
He looked at the pharmacist lady, who said softly:
"As expected, you guessed it. Yes, my father is the third son, Alphonse Edwards. Don't ask me if I have any brothers or sisters. I will tell you when the time is right."
"Well, that letter was sent by your grandfather to a well-known folklorist in Willendale City a hundred years ago. The content of the discussion was related to the rumors of the immortal race. But when the letter arrived, that The old scholar had passed away, so the letter was stored with other relics by his family until it was discovered by my teacher."
He said, changing the topic back:
"Since you don't know them either, please help me look through your father's belongings to make sure whether he mentioned this pattern. If that doesn't work, maybe I will finally have to meet all your living relatives one by one. "
"You are a little arrogant. Although you are very powerful, you are only a sixth-level person, and this matter is related to at least one thirteen-level person." She reminded, looking at Shade, there was something inexplicable in her eyes. thing:
"I also know some of my other relatives, and I will also let them see this symbol. I am very grateful that you can think of helping me, but even if your life circle is larger than others, some things just can't be done."
