Chapter 1267

"Then Madam, do you love him? I heard that you and the Enrique couple are also childhood sweethearts. At that time, Mr. Osenfort had not yet made his fortune and was still just a sailor on a ship, while your father was a famous wealthy merchant in the area."

Hearing Xia De's inquiry, the eyes behind the veil closed, and it took a long time before she continued:

"Yes, I love him very much. Sometimes, I even don't know how I should love him."

This was a very strange statement, but Hai La Osenfort herself was very strange.

"Speaking of which, I still don't know your surname before marriage. Oh, no offense intended, just a little curious."

"Watson."

Xia De thought for a while and didn't remember hearing this surname in Randall Valley. Hai La Osenfort probably saw his doubt and explained softly:

"Three years ago, my father and mother passed away unexpectedly, and the family had already declined."

And the wedding between the woman in front of him and Stone Osenfort was held two years ago.

"I'm so sorry."

Xia De apologized immediately, but the woman didn't care.

"The Watson family is a distant relative of the Granger family. After my parents passed away, Earl Granger helped me a lot, but Stone didn't like him."

"Earl Granger? What a coincidence, I also know this gentleman."

"It's not a coincidence. The Granger family is the oldest family in Randall Valley. Most of the ancient surnames in the area can be related to the Granger family. My father once told me that in the entire Carsonrick United Kingdom, the surnames with butterfly patterns in their family crests can all trace their origins back to the ancestors of the Granger family in Randall Valley."

"Oh?"

Xia De looked at her somewhat unexpectedly, not expecting to have such a gain today. Most of the ancient surnames in Randall Valley have butterflies in their family crests, so the search for the descendants of Mr. Lehman, whom he met at the Butterfly God's banquet in the Fifth Era, has been quite unsuccessful.

Originally, he thought that the special feature of the Granger family was only Mr. Thomas Granger, who went missing seventy years ago. He didn't expect that this family could also be related to Mr. Lehman, who married the butterfly girl.

After finishing the afternoon tea, Xia De, who had no reason to continue staying, stood up and said goodbye. But at this time, it was already 4:30 PM, so Xia De, who was still thinking about the Moon God ruins nearby, did not rush back to the city, but prepared to wait until the sun had completely set to try his luck in the ruins.

Of course, Xia De did not waste the two hours before night completely arrived. He rode his horse through the river valley and streams nearby, taking Osenfort Manor as the center, and searched for unusual places nearby.

The temperature had risen rapidly this week, but the snow in the wild showed no signs of melting. About half an hour's journey from Osenfort Manor, Xia De discovered a small logging yard. In the yard, there was a warehouse for stacking wood and a row of wooden houses for loggers to rest. However, because it was winter, there was only one elderly caretaker left in the logging yard.

When Xia De rode along the forest path and dismounted in front of the logging yard, he was almost mistaken for a robber by the old caretaker. But fortunately, just a small bottle of rum earned him the qualification to enter the old man's house to warm up. And this old caretaker, who only went to the city to purchase supplies once every half month, was also very happy to have someone to talk to.

Inside the wooden house, there was a coal stove with hot water boiling on it. When he heard that Xia De was interested in the nearby Osenfort Manor, the old caretaker also expressed his own views:

"You'd better not get close to that manor; legend has it that the manor is cursed, and those who get close will be unfortunate."

This was a rumor that existed before Stone Osenfort bought the manor.

"But isn't the family living inside now quite normal?"

Xia De asked, and the old caretaker shook his head while holding his wine glass:

"Normal? The bride's family all died, and the house they originally lived in became a haunted house that people are unwilling to get close to. Does this count as normal?"

"But the death of the bride's family was a year before they got married."

"But at that time, the bride's

father was strongly opposed to his daughter marrying Osenfort. Osenfort had a very bad reputation locally; no one was willing to marry their daughter to him. Later, that merchant died, so the wedding could be held."

Xia De didn't know about this, and he was very interested in it:

"The bride was unlucky, but isn't Osenfort very lucky? Old gentleman, don't look at me as having a Northern appearance, but I know this city very well and know Osenfort's history of making a fortune; he always wins."

The old caretaker asked with a smile again:

"Then have you seen the others in the Osenfort family? His brother, his father, and others? Outsiders might not understand, and even people in the city probably don't understand, after all, people only pay attention to Osenfort's own success. But in fact, before Osenfort made his fortune, although his family was poor, there were many people in the family. After Osenfort made his fortune and bought this manor, the family members gradually all died. Oh, although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, this is definitely not nonsense; people in the nearby villages also know."

The "nearby" village refers to the small village after walking for about 20 minutes toward the eastern mountains.

The old caretaker talked to Xia De very enthusiastically. By the time the dim sunset was almost about to disappear in the forest, he even invited Xia De to stay for dinner. But Xia De politely refused and left only after giving the old caretaker another bottle of wine.

These pieces of information were enough for Xia De to confirm that it was Stone Osenfort himself who signed the contract with the demon. It was just unclear what role Hai La Osenfort played in it.

Riding his horse through the streams, when the stars twinkled overhead and March hung quietly in the deep night sky, Xia De also arrived at his destination, the Moon-Worship ruins left over from an unknown point in time.

Coming here at night was indeed very different from noon, for example, it was really cold at night. Still tying his horse to a tree, Xia De climbed over the crooked fences around and stepped into the ruins.

He walked very slowly. After reaching the center of the ruins, he bent down and placed his palm directly on the soil.

Closing his eyes to feel carefully, gradually, Xia De heard the sound of "thump, thump, thump" heartbeats, but then realized that it was actually the sound of drumbeats. Only when he let go of his hand did the drumbeat sound disappear immediately.

"I did feel something."

【What you felt was not only the moon, but also the memory of this land in the past.】

"She" said softly.

"What do I have to do to 'see' the memories of the earth? Should I go ask Miss Lathers for help?"

【I think the power of the earth should be able to help you.】

Xia De understood this. He bent down to grab a handful of soil, and his other hand rummaged through his pocket to find a small flower.

The land under his feet was very normal, and theoretically, it was impossible to use 【Power of Earth · Healing Aura】 to repair it. But this was also Xia De's first attempt to cast a spell using two different spellcasting materials together. The curse enhanced by the Butterfly God was actively activated at this moment.

"Power of Earth · Healing Aura!"

The soil was shaped in the air into the appearance of a holy grail, and that small flower floated into the mouth of the cup. Because there was actually no need for purification, the holy grail did not sink into the land, nor did it spray spiritual energy.

Xia De held the holy grail with both hands and felt more touches. But it seemed that there was still a thin layer of hard ice away from breaking through the memories of this land.

This time, there was no need to ask "She"; Xia De knew what to do himself.

He took out the materials Miss Danister had given him that morning for learning the miracle 【Moon's Dream】. Holy silver powder outlined the trajectory of the ritual array on the snow, expensive spices were ignited in the incense burner, and the potion to assist sleep was drunk directly by Xia De.

The holy grail just now collapsed because it did not purify the earth, so Xia De used the curse again. And this time, he lay down in the ritual array on the snow, holding the soil holy grail with both hands. Activating the ritual to prepare to learn the miracle, emptying his mind, closing his eyes with his face upward, he let the moonlight in the forest shine directly on his face.

The wind blew through the pine forest, making a rustling sound. The moonlight was almost about to melt Xia De lying on the forest floor. He listened to the night

sound, listened to the pulse of the earth, but 【Moon's Dream】 was indeed a high-tier miracle. The moon did not lead Xia De into a dream, and the first attempt to learn the miracle failed. This was also the first time Xia De failed to learn a miracle in one go.

But the ritual played another role. As time passed, the "thump, thump, thump" drumbeat sound became clearer and clearer, the night wind made the winter cedars rustle, and the crackling sound of the bonfire was almost close to his ears.

Xia De, who was lying on his back, secretly squinted his eyes to look around. I don't know when, bonfires were lit in the ruins, and the forest in the night was already full of people wearing white robes. People knelt and prayed to Xia De, who was holding the holy grail in the center of the ruins. And the three moons, which were not full moon phases tonight, all turned into a round shape at this moment, floating in the night sky of the forest clearing above the ruins as if they were about to hit the ground.

The light of the three moons shone on Xia De, making his face look colorful, and even making him almost feel that he was about to turn into light.

"It seems that I do have a response to this ruin, but it seems a bit wrong..."

【What's wrong?】

"She" said softly in Xia De's ear, and Xia De could only feel his body seemed to be rising. As his field of vision rose, he could see a larger area around him, could see more people wearing white robes kneeling in the forest, spreading to the end of the night.

Fire burned in the night, and devout people prayed to the moon, showing their most sincere feelings. These prayers from ancient times were passed to the ears of Xia De in the Sixth Era, and he seemed to have risen to the same height as that silver moon in these prayers.

The silver moon wrapped him, or rather, Xia De himself became a part of the moon.