Chapter 1155: Earth Grail

Xia De held the scattered soil in his palms and, while using the spell, whispered softly:

"May the earth be with you and me."

His hands separated, and the soil scattered from his hands, but it did not fall into the snow layer in the cold wind.

They gathered spontaneously in the air, and then converged into a small clay cup. The bottom of the cup was circular, the slender stem was held up by four standing people toward the center, and the cup belly had a caliber almost the same as the bottom.

This shape of cup was generally often used for sacrifices and rituals in mysticism, and most so-called "Grails" also had this shape.

The "Grail" made of clay faced upward. With Xia De's spellcasting, the cup gradually descended until it fell into the snow layer and entered the soil. Only Ringed Ringed Shushi with high perception could observe that earth-yellow spiritual energy like a fountain erupted from the location where the cup fell, covering the ground of the entire manor in a few breaths.

"Oh!"

During this period, Xia De maintained the spellcasting. Just like the information obtained when he obtained the spell last night, the consumption of spirit was quite fast. Even apart from the maze, Xia De had never consumed so much spirit at once in most of his spells and miracles. But fortunately, his spirit recovery speed was extremely fast, and the upper limit of his spirit seemed to be different from that of a normal five-ringed Ringed Shushi.

He even suspected that if it weren't for himself, any other Ringed Ringed Shushi would need to use this spell several times, many times, to completely purify this manor, and this cycle would probably be quite long. Looking at it this way, the man in the "Emerald Dream" thought Xia De was very suitable for this power, which was indeed reasonable.

In short, with the earth-yellow spiritual energy that could not be captured by the naked eye dissipating, the strangeness of the land gradually vanished, and even Xia De and Miss Grande, who were standing on this land, felt a sense of physical lightness.

Originally, the courtyard was silent, but at this time it had a bit more vitality. Even the evil spirit that was locked by Miss Grande had its pitch-black color gradually fading, which represented the dissipation of resentment.

"Door of Death!"

Seeing that the situation was about right, Xia De waved his hand again to draw a pitch-black crack in the air. This time, Xia De didn't need to do it himself. After Miss Grande untied the binding, the soul, which had gradually returned to normal, bowed slightly to Xia De, and then walked toward that pitch-black crack.

"Please wait a moment, what exactly happened here?"

Miss Grande asked. The soul did not turn around and continued to walk behind the crack, but the voice appeared in the ears of both at the same time:

"This land is mad."

The soul disappeared on that shallow beach, and the crack closed in the sunlight.

"Mad?"

Miss Grande didn't understand the meaning. Xia De associated it with Miss Norma's matter again. Although the forms of expression of the two were different, it seemed that from the root, they were indeed the same accident.

【Watch your feet.】

"What?"

Lowering his head and frowning slightly, he clearly felt that although the spell "Power of the Earth · Healing Aura" had reached its end, the consumption of spirit was still astonishing. After waiting for a moment, after the strange feeling around him almost completely disappeared, the clay Grail made by the spell actually floated up from the soil again.

Xia De had thought this was just a process of spellcasting, but didn't expect this cup to remain.

He tried to extend his hand to pick up the cup. There was nothing in it, but the cup itself was stained with elements of miracle.

This was an incredible thing. Even if it absorbed the pollution of the land and therefore was stained with elements of blasphemy or elements of whispering, Xia De wouldn't be surprised at all. But this matter didn't seem to involve any gods from beginning to end.

"I knew it, the man in the dream didn't tell the truth. The pollution of the land in Randell Valley is definitely not just a simple small matter..."

He pondered while playing with the small clay Grail, and then found tiny runes on the cup body. The meaning of the runes was "Pure Water."

"Mr. Watson, do you know what is going on?"

Although Miss Grande also saw that clay Grail, she only thought it was Xia De's spellcasting characteristic, so she didn't care. She confirmed that this place had returned to normal, but was not sure what exactly happened here.

"I'm not very clear either."

Xia De frowned and put the small cup into his pocket. Although it had elements of miracle, it could only be considered a somewhat special divine item, so it could become a toy, it just consumed a bit more spirit.

Hesitating for a moment, he took out a small pink bottle in front of Miss Grande, drank a sip of essence with a strange fragrance, and then looked around:

"The land of Randell Valley City seems to be different from other places. Miss Grande, I am just an outsider who has just arrived here. Your understanding of this place should be more than mine... Is this kind of thing happening for the first time?"

The female Ringed Shushi felt that she was blushing inexplicably. She shook her head slightly:

"Since the records about this place appeared in the Sixth Era, the Randell Valley area has often had 'abnormal' phenomena of the land. Some are the same as here, gathering undead, others are the entire land petrifying, or black fog that cannot be dispelled appearing... Similar things happen once or twice every ten years or so. Although the forms of expression are different, they are all classified into the same category."

Looking at it this way, that accident in Tobesk was indeed the same type of accident, all related to "mad earth."

"The divine ritual of the Church of the Sun is very effective against this phenomenon. In the past, it was handled by the church, but I didn't want the church to come to this manor."

"Only the Randell Valley area has this kind of thing?"

Xia De confirmed again.

"At least I haven't heard of similar events elsewhere."

Miss Grande nodded, looked left and right, and confirmed that there was nothing else to handle here:

"That's good, Mr. Watson, you have completed this commission excellently. The commission fee is 5 crowns; I can give it to you now. However, those Echo Grass still need to be prepared. I don't know what time you have time this afternoon?"

"I have time anytime."

The two walked together toward the fence gate at the exit of the courtyard:

"Then this afternoon, still meet at the tavern?"

Xia De asked, pondering that after returning home today, he still had to go to the abandoned manor in the eastern suburbs of Tobesk to take a look; perhaps his spell was also effective there.

"If you have time anytime..."

Miss Grande took out her pocket watch and looked at it. It was already eleven o'clock at noon:

"Three o'clock this afternoon, go to the Wang Erde Opera House, take this ticket to the second box on the left on the third floor. I do some small business at the Wang Erde Opera House, and usually, the handover of goods is carried out there."

"Wang Erde Opera House" was the largest opera house in Randell Valley City. If there were no accidents, after Margaret arrived in the city to watch the opera, it should be there.

"No problem."

Xia De took the ticket and walked out of the courtyard with Miss Grande, watching the lady lock the fence gate of the manor again.

"Miss Grande, do you know people from the Golden Dawn Opera Troupe?"

Xia De asked suddenly behind the young female Ringed Shushi, and the latter nodded, turning to look at him:

"Why, interested in my true identity?"

"No, no, no."

Xia De shook his head slightly:

"Since you know people from the opera troupe, can you give me a dagger? That is, the kind commonly used in opera, which can be retracted when stabbing people. I have an urgent need, and I hope you can give it to me as soon as possible."

"No problem, this is a very common prop."

Miss Grande nodded slightly. She took a fancy to Xia De's ability and felt that this Ringed Ringed Shushi from out of town could be drawn in a little, so she didn't mind being known about her approximate identity. However, she was only the deputy troupe leader of the Golden Dawn. And the real troupe leader didn't like men at all.

The carriage carried them back to the city again. Xia De got off at the street corner where the Diviner Association and the City Hall were located. After waiting for a while, another carriage drove over and delivered that "retractable dagger" to him.

Xia De tested it quite satisfactorily, and then went to the Diviner Association to wait for Luweiya to get off work.

Lunch was eaten at a nearby restaurant. Xia De simply told Luweiya about his dream last night and the commission he handled this morning, and explained his guess that this matter was related to the Chosen One.

Luweiya frowned slightly while listening to his story, and nodded after Xia De finished speaking:

"It sounds like it's indeed not a simple matter. Although there is no evidence to prove that this matter is related to the Chosen One, since we encountered it, it's good to investigate a little. I will also investigate the local archives from the Diviner Association; the association should have records of similar events in the past."

"That's good. Oh, there is one more thing."

Xia De looked left and right to make sure no one was paying attention to his side, and then took out the prop "retractable dagger" and handed it to Luweiya:

"Please stab me, once in the chest and once in the stomach."

Xia De pointed to the specific location. The purple-eyed girl asked with a smile:

"What's wrong with you? Is it related to that nightmare you blurred the content of just now? Worried that it's a precognitive dream? It seems you definitely didn't just fly around on a 'thirteen-ring' Mia in your dream."

"'Thirteen-ring' cat? This joke is not bad. However, I am not afraid of precognitive dreams..."

He sat up slightly and let Luweiya stab him twice with the dagger, only then showing a satisfied expression:

"Although I revere fate, the future must be created by myself."

Luweiya handed the dagger to him:

"Alright, alright, let's continue with the serious business. What exactly is that clay Grail? Spells that create water, food, and even buildings are actually not rare, but that 'clay Grail' you made shouldn't be simple, right? Does it have any effect?"

"Perhaps I can try it."

Xia De said softly, looked left and right again. The waiter didn't mean to walk over, and the old gentleman at the neighboring table, who was far away, was focused on reading the newspaper in his hand.

He restored the clay Grail and placed it on the tabletop, then poured a spoonful of hot fish soup into the cup:

"How is it?"

Luweiya asked.

"As I thought, it turned into clear water."

Xia De said, handing over the clay cup. Luweiya used red wine to conduct an experiment and, as expected, discovered that the red wine turned into clear water upon entering the cup.