Chapter 1119: Soul, Old Wooden Boat, and Holiday Blessings

After properly storing the pink perfume bottle, which Xia De named 【Perfume Bottle of Desire】, Xia De continued to walk forward with Sister Daifulin.

The two walked side by side on the lake surface, which was still not frozen due to the power of the Xiewu, and moved toward the other side of the lake in the thin mist. On the way, the two continued to talk. Xia De also sighed that in early winter, the two also entered the Lake of Cherub like this to meet that "Goddess of the Lake."

It was already deep winter, and the two walked on the lake surface like this again.

The target of the next stop was the magical cave that connected two spaces that Xia De and Yi Lu Na had walked through before midnight on Wednesday.

Although it was dark that night, fortunately "she" still remembered the direction. So with the help of Sister Daifulin, they avoided the Church's base camp and walked toward the southwest on the lake surface. They soon found the small camp where Xia De and Yi Lu Na camped on Wednesday night on the lake shore.

There were still traces of fire on the ground, and behind the camp was the cave. Although Xia De knew where it was, according to Sister Daifulin, before Xia De pointed it out, she didn't realize there was anything there at all.

The mystery of this Great Swamp did not seem to have subsided because of the defeat of the Pantanal Xiewu.

Lighting his fingers for illumination, after passing through the long and dim cave, they turned out from behind the mountain rocks, and the two came to the location of the "Swamp Witch" corpse and the "Pantanal Xiewu" temple ruins.

The fire and earthquake on the night of the decisive battle had already covered the ground tomb that Xia De dug open at the beginning with snow and mud, and the defeat of the Xiewu also reduced the curse of this land a lot, but this place was still not a place that ordinary people could approach.

There was only this abrupt open space in the nearby dead forest, and the location was easy to identify, so Xia De changed out a shovel to dig open the ground again, revealing the corpse underground.

"Found it."

Under the dug-up mud, the corpse entangled with heavy whispering elements was still tightly fixed underground by gray plants. However, those plants were the root systems of nearby dead trees, not the tentacles of the Pantanal Xiewu anymore.

The nun put her hands together and hung them in front of her chest, originally watching Xia De digging open the tomb in the snow with effort, suddenly turned to look at the side. The pale woman's face emerged from behind a dead tree trunk in the dead forest, peeping at the two with an expression of heavy malice.

Digging out the corpse really attracted the "Swamp Witch" again. And Xia De came here this time to fulfill his promise and liberate this soul that had helped him many times.

"Nun, help me."

Sister Daifulin nodded slightly, the Eleven Ring Fate Ring appeared from the steam mist, and then turned into a sickle in the dark golden light.

At the same time, Xia De sprinkled bone powder and took the risk of holding a channeling ceremony for the corpse of the human relic.

The pitch-black light on the surface of the corpse carried a curse, almost immediately wrapping around Xia De, but Xia De could resist it with his powerful soul. The "Swamp Witch" behind the tree had already run to them quickly with bare feet like a beast. Sister Daifulin held the dark golden sickle and slashed toward the relic expressionlessly:

"In the name of death."

The twisted soul stopped abruptly in the snow, and then the relatively normal part of the soul was really separated.

The remaining broken soul turned into the relic "Swamp Witch" again and drilled into the Great Swamp. And that corpse still slept in the earth, but since the corpse could be relied upon to influence this human relic, Sister Daifulin would inform the Church of the matter here later, and the Church would contain the 【Swamp Witch】 by containing this corpse.

People in the future era would probably never see this human relic again, and could only glimpse its secrets in the Church's records.

In the snow, Xia De, trembling all over because of the curse, waved his right hand gently in front of him, and a pitch-black crack extended from the height of his head down to the snow surface. The crack opened, and behind it was the tidal flat illuminated by the Underworld Moon, and the soul of that extremely transparent woman bowed slightly toward Xia De and Sister Daifulin.

The soul from the ancient era, dressed in old linen robes, stood barefoot in the snow, with messy black hair hanging behind her, but her face had recovered to the appearance of a normal lady in her twenties. The soul had been almost completely destroyed by the power of the Pantanal Xiewu and whisper elements, and at this moment, she did not even have the strength for normal conversation.

But she did not leave immediately; instead, she reached out her hand toward Xia De, with her fingertips pointing at him.

Xia De was startled, so he also reached out his hand, and his right index finger touched her fingertips:

"Guide death."

The curse entwined around him was contained by the woman's soul, but this could not cause her harm. And through directly touching the soul, the swamp scenery with falling snow before his eyes disappeared, and a brand-new, faded scene appeared.

Xia De learned part of the memories of this weak and broken soul; the past events of previous eras had long since become blurred, and he could only experience the intense feelings of despair and pain. And afterwards, he saw in full the complete experience of the "Swamp Witch" giving him guidance and constantly helping him after meeting him for the first time in the west of Huntington City.

This feeling of watching oneself from a third-person perspective was truly very strange.

And at the end of the soul's faded memories, he finally heard a intermittent voice:

"Thank you... I curse men... you are not a man... not a woman... you are... a dual-entity..."

The faded soul memory scene disappeared, and Xia De saw his own hand-extending action again, and also saw Sister Daifulin, who had taken off her blindfold to look at the soul, putting her blindfold back on. The nun could read a soul's memories directly just by relying on her eyes.

It was clear that Xia De had seen the nun take off her boots at Schluch Lake, and Sister Daifulin had not had much of a reaction at the time, but at this moment, having been seen by Xia De taking off her blindfold, a faint blush that was almost impossible to detect appeared on her face.

And the Outsider thought that Sister Daifulin, wearing that silver blindfold with dense patterns, had a beauty with a sense of mystery; while having taken off the blindfold, that uncommon appearance had a delicate beauty that was very visually striking.

As for that transparent soul, after giving Xia De her final help, she had by this time drifted into that pitch-black crack.

Xia De and Sister Daifulin stood in the normal world, looking through that crack at the soul walking into the tidal flat illuminated by the Underworld Moon. But she seemed unable to cross the deep, calm lake surface under the Underworld Moon directly like a normal soul.

Fortunately, there was still a dilapidated small wooden boat by the lake that had appeared after Xia De defeated Toby Julian, and it was currently waiting for her by the tidal flat.

Thus the soul boarded the small boat, and under the illumination of the Underworld Moon, together with those thousands of souls with their backs to the tidal flat, sailed toward the end of that half-sunken Underworld Moon.

The gap slowly closed, and Xia De heard "her" sigh softly in his ear:

【Outsider, you have witnessed the return journey of an ancient soul that, under the guidance of the Underworld Moon, has finally walked toward the end of death.】

【Outsider, you have touched a miracle. You have obtained the miracle - Call Old Wooden Boat.】

【In any large body of water, you can unconditionally call a small wooden boat. After the wooden boat is destroyed, it can be called repeatedly. Requires casting material "any skeletal remains".】

"What is the use of this? I can walk on water myself... However, if I really encountered a large ship hitting an iceberg, I could save a few more people."

The new miracle is linked to the "Real Death" and "Silver Moon" spirit runes.

Xia De, with his hands in his coat pockets, did not care that snow had already covered his shoulders, but said to Sister Daifulin:

"Nun, why do those kind souls always suffer?"

The nun, who had already put her blindfold back on and let her silver-gray long hair cover her ears, stood there and answered softly:

"Hero who bears the fire, I am also just a mortal."

Xia De nodded and looked at the corpse in the tomb again:

"Sister Daifulin, I will tell you in advance: Happy Year-End Festival. I won't prepare any extra gifts for you for the Year-End Festival; the flame of the First Fire and that Xiewu should be enough."

When he raised his head again, Xia De's face already carried a smile. The nun nodded slightly and also asked:

"What gift should I prepare for you?"

"No, no, no need for any gifts; the help you have given me is already enough."

Xia De shook his head. Sister Daifulin stood by his side, and after hesitating for a moment, she reached out and took off the silver blindfold again, letting her gray long hair brush against the edge of the blindfold. Lowering her head, she bent down to place the blindfold on the snow surface at her feet, and then, in the snow, she said to Xia De with a serene smile:

"Happy Year-End Festival, Xia De."

He almost felt his heart stop beating at this moment.

The nun and the church are currently in a cooperative relationship; she will not stay on the island for too long, and next week's Year-End Festival will be spent in Midhillburg City with Grandma Cassandra, Helen, and Grace.

And Xia De, having left the island, temporarily parted ways with the nun, and on this Sunday noon, holding the cat, he walked out of the White River Valley Vineyard and came to Huntington City again.

At this time, all three witches had not yet left, but Miss Miss Jia Lin Na would return directly to Tobesk tonight with the help of the Council and Miss Sylvia's assistance, and Miss Sylvia would also return to Willandale by steam train with Margaret afterwards; the princess had to attend various year-end activities of the royal family in time.

As for Miss Aurora, her business was also very busy, and she would not stay in Huntington City for long, so today was Xia De's last chance to see them in Huntington City.

Because Sister Daifulin had been asked in advance to notify the three witches that Xia De would come today, the witches were all waiting for Xia De in the Aurora family's private property, the Purple Thorn Manor.

The maid led the way, bringing Xia De, who was holding the cat, to the lounge on the second floor of the manor. The room was filled with the floral scent of incense mixed with perfume; the curtains were all drawn open, and the three witches were sitting on the sofa, talking to each other about their arrangements after the Year-End Festival.

Seeing Xia De walk in, they stopped their conversation and looked at him together.