Chapter 1341

Dorothy tidied her hair and said to Xia De across the table:

"The popularity and fame of "Gre's Crystal Shoe" in the Fifth Era are, in a sense, wider and more famous than your first four fairy tales, so theoretically, it should have more powerful power."

After all, the Fifth Era is the era of witches, and the stories of princess dreams and crystal shoes are quite attractive. Of course, it is also because of this reason that one-third of the versions of the story circulating today are not about princes and princesses, but about "friendship" between princesses and princesses.

"Also, the luxury of the witch emperors of the Fifth Era, you know better than me. There were indeed witches who created crystal shoes in the Fifth Era, and there was indeed such a pair of shoes that transformed into a relic after the era changed."

"Oh?"

Xia De became interested all of a sudden:

"What level? What are the specific characteristics?"

"Poet-level (Level 5) relic, Princess's Crystal Shoes. The characteristics are not very strong, wearing those shoes can transform into a princess's attire."

Dorothy tried her best to describe:

"You can think of it as transforming with more gorgeous special effects than the mystery you just opened, and the dress and hair accessories after transformation are more grand than when Lei Qianya is dressed up most gorgeously. In this attire, clothing will not be damaged or polluted under any circumstances, and one's own illusion spells are enhanced. Oh, also, wearing those shoes, you can move quite steadily on any relatively flat terrain including water surfaces, even above the canopy of a lush forest."

This relic sounds useless, but thinking about it carefully, it is still somewhat useful:

"Then what are the negative characteristics?"

"Only women can use it, men will turn into pumpkins if they use it. Oh, don't laugh, you will really turn into a dancing pumpkin man."

Although she didn't let Xia De laugh, the writer lady laughed herself:

"As for the containment method, just ensure that the crystal shoes are not contaminated by filth. I want to get that pair of shoes; this can not only help you, but also help my sublimation words."

"Who has this relic now?"

Xia De asked curiously.

"It is not in the hands of the church and the academy, I am still investigating, hoping to get it as soon as possible."

On this night, Xia De did not forget to hand over the materials he obtained from the dead folklorist near the Black Night Temple in Randall Valley to Dorothy, asking her to help send them to Professor Manning for publication.

The writer lady agreed and let Xia De go to do his own things. His honorary degree would be handled by her and Lei Qianya, and Xia De only needed to attend the final degree awarding ceremony. And on this night after the female tutor finished teaching, the blonde and blue-eyed girl with a blushing face still boldly tried interesting games with Xia De.

Time came to Sunday. After having breakfast with Dorothy at home in the morning, Xia De arrived in Randall Valley early. He also had an appointment to have lunch with Yin Luna at noon to see her off, so he wanted to finish things as soon as possible in the morning.

Randall Valley on Sunday was shrouded in thick fog. I don't know if it was Xia De's illusion, but when he arrived at Cherry Leaf Street, he clearly felt that the atmosphere in the city was somewhat oppressive. Pedestrians on the street walked along the wall in a hurry, and the rental carriages passing by on the street no longer had the joy of the past.

Nothing major happened in Randall Valley on Saturday. Xia De inquired around, and except for the recent petrification plague and earthquake, the current situation in Randall Valley was still okay. Therefore, Xia De could only attribute his feelings to his inspiration capturing that the entire city and this piece of land were "sick", and the earth's illness affected the people living in it, which made the city become dead.

And when Xia De found a carriage at the street corner and was about to get on, he caught a glimpse of a person wearing a warm robe turning from the other side of the street, and in a trance, he actually recalled the dream of Luweiya he entered on the night of the Year-End Festival.

At the end of the 【Past Life · Sixth Era】 that was destroyed in the dream, in the ruined Tobesk city, the survivors seemed to be dressed like this, walking silently and timidly in the corners of the abandoned city. And when the memory of the doomsday dream overlapped with reality, Xia De shivered suddenly, which made the coachman think for a while whether he also contracted the so-called plague popular in the city recently.

Today's task is to find the old captain mentioned by Stone Osenfort and take back his old letters and old photos from the captain. Xia De was very curious why he didn't go to get them himself. After all, the address of that old captain was provided in detail by Osenfort, and all these questions would only be understood after finding the captain.

It is still the freezing period of the river channel in winter, and most of the ships running inland river transport are resting. The crew members either go to find other jobs or are idle at home. Captain Alan Woody is old and has some assets, so he has stayed in Randall Valley during the winter and doesn't have to go to work. Although he has his own house in the city, he lives in another residence outside the city most of the time.

Xia De first took a carriage to find him in the city, and then asked the coachman to take him to the eastern edge of Randall Valley city. After getting off the carriage, crossing the earth city wall built during the city-state era before the unification of Karsenk, the city landscape gradually turned into a rural village existing attached to the city.

Crossing the village, it was the river surface of the Yin Fu River that bypassed the edge of the city here. Standing on the opposite bank of the river, one could clearly see the tall windmill mill rotating under the relatively clear sky outside the city.

This mill belongs to Captain Alan Woody's small farm, and this old captain has saved enough money for his old age.

Xia De walked across the river channel directly from the ice surface. He also met villagers fishing by drilling holes on the ice surface, as well as a group of children playing in the snow. Out of kindness, Xia De reminded those children not to play in places where the ice surface was fragile. He didn't expect that group of children to sing and jump around Xia De using rural slang, so Xia De didn't say anything more.

The rural small farm does not have luxurious buildings and grand manors like rich businessmen and nobles, and it looks somewhat similar to the dilapidated White River Valley vineyard.

Although the weather was very good today, the old captain didn't go out. After Xia De shouted a few times outside the half-covered fence gate on the dirt road, the old captain walked out of the two-story earth house opposite the courtyard with his old servant:

"Who is it?"

Although he was 48 years old, the long-term experience of going to sea made Captain Alan Woody look as strong as a middle-aged man. His skin was somewhat dark due to wind and sun, but his eyes were very energetic. After coming to the courtyard and seeing Xia De at the door, he asked curiously:

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"Young man, who are you looking for?"

"Are you Captain Alan Woody?"

Xia De asked, so the strong old man nodded in agreement:

"Yes, may I ask who you are..."

"John Watson. Entrusted by someone, I want to take back his things from you."

"Is it a sailor's relic? May I ask whose family member sent you?"

The captain seemed to have misunderstood.

"No, no, it's not a relic. A living person asked me to take things. Stone Osenfort, who used to be a sailor on your ship."

When Xia De said this name, the old captain's face changed all of a sudden. It wasn't that he became terrified, but he said with a look of disgust:

"Osenfort? Young man, I have no malice toward you, but I have no good feelings for that guy. Please go back, I don't have his things here."

He stood in the middle of the courtyard, with the stable and the granary for storing grain on the left, and the two-story small building for servants and helpers on the right. The old captain didn't look abnormal, but Xia De's inspiration reminded him that the other party was somewhat wrong, so:

"Miracle - Demon Vision."

Xia De looked at him suspiciously, seeing some black water grass and kelp entangled on his body, swaying in the windless environment. Besides that, in the perspective of Demon Vision, a pitch-black anchor pattern was also branded on the left side of the old captain's forehead.

So Xia De continued to say:

"I can't go back. If I go back, my trouble will be big. I don't want to threaten you, but want to say, I understand Stone Osenfort, I know his secrets... You seem to be the same as him... No, still somewhat different."

On the old captain, there were also traces of being corrupted by demons. But the degree was far less than Stone Osenfort, and distinguishing carefully, it didn't seem to be the power of the Mirror Demon · Goethe. Goethe's power characteristics had nothing to do with seafood.

The captain frowned slightly:

"You understand Stone Osenfort?"

He turned his head to look at his old servant, who nodded and returned to the house, and soon brought out a coat. The captain put on the coat and walked toward Xia De at the door:

"Young man, don't be too arrogant. If you really want to talk to me about Stone Osenfort, how about accompanying me for a walk outside? It's really a good day today."

"Of course."

Xia De nodded, shook hands with the captain who had arrived at the door, and then confirmed again that he didn't feel wrong. Captain Woody Alan really had the power of other demons.

Although the snow on the country road near the farm had been cleared, it was still quite muddy to walk on. Xia De knew very well that the old captain said to go for a walk, probably just didn't want to talk about sensitive topics in his farm, so he followed the captain to the field ridge near the farm, looking at the boundless farmland covered by snow, and the cedar forest and mountains in the far distance of the field of vision.

"You are not the first one sent. Stone Osenfort sends people every year, trying to take away his old photos and letters. He even hired thieves for this, but all failed."

The conversation started from past events, they didn't keep standing on the field ridge, but continued to walk forward along the field ridge.

The weather outside the city today is really good, and the field of vision near the farm is also very open. Breathing fresh air, looking at the vast world, in the last time of late winter, walking like this is actually quite good.