Chapter 1583

Although he saw the look of seeking help in the brown-haired sorceress's eyes, this time Xia De shook his head:

"I know nothing about Klein Edwards. Although this person is very important, he cannot be found at all. The era he lived in is too far away from now, and he never did anything worthy of being recorded in his life. Miss, you decide what to ask. I think this question will determine the direction of the subsequent investigation."

The pharmacist miss nodded and made a decision after pondering for a while:

"Since the premise of asking this question is that a High-Ring sorcerer has appeared among the family descendants, then my question is—what level did Klein Edwards' power reach? The family relics left by my father vaguely indicated that the first generation of the family had truly come into contact with supernatural power, and now this secret is finally about to be revealed."

The old woman nodded:

"My great-great-granddaughters, the answer you crave is—Thirteen-Ring."

"What?"

The soul slowly disappeared. Xia De could perceive that the other party was truly "continuing to walk on," which meant that the soul bound to the material world had gone to the place it should go.

The thick fog around also returned to a normal level along with the disappearance of the spirit. But neither of them had the time to ponder why the loss of spatial perception was so short this time; they were both shocked by the fact they had just obtained.

"I guessed that Klein Edwards was a Ringed Ringed Ringed Shushi, but Thirteen-Ring... Since he was Thirteen-Ring, how could he spend his whole life huddled on this small island?"

Xia De asked, and the pharmacist miss also looked incredulous:

"There are not many Thirteen-Rings in the Sixth Era in total. The family has a tradition of late childbearing, so it has taken about 240 years from the time my great-great-grandfather started to reproduce to the current six generations. A Thirteen-Ring from 240 years ago..."

For her and Xia De, that was a distant era, so for a moment, neither of them could think of which Thirteen-Ring from that era would come here. Or, the other party was that kind of unknown High-Ring sorcerer.

In short, no matter how incredible it was, the fact that the Edwards' secret was related to a Thirteen-Ring sorcerer could be determined. When Xia De was re-burying the coffin, the sorceress behind him said:

"I will investigate the identity of my great-great-grandfather. I don't believe there is really a completely unknown Thirteen-Ring sorcerer."

"After today's matter is over, I will also help investigate. But this is definitely not a simple job."

Filling in was much faster than digging. He soon used fossil-to-mud to level the land. Then, the pharmacist miss cast a spell, combined with the ritual symbols carved on the ground, and used simple illusions to hide this grave. But the two did not leave immediately, but stood there looking at this small cemetery.

"Thanks to your help this time, otherwise I really don't know who else could see through the secrets of these strange souls."

The brown-haired lady said softly, worried that the family's secrets were becoming more complex.

"There is more than one capable person in this era, for example, that Chosen One of Death, who could definitely do similar things."

Sister Daelin didn't even need to touch the soul; she could probably see it just by taking off her eye patch.

"You even know about the Chosen One?"

The pharmacist miss looked at him hesitantly, and Xia De also looked at her suspiciously:

"Miss, it's not the time when the epic of 'Whispering Poet' first opened last year. Is it difficult to know the news about the Chosen One? And since I come from Saint Byron's and have my own teacher, I should have ways to find out information, right?"

He asked back, and the sorceress was speechless for a moment, also feeling that her reaction was a bit too much:

"Speaking of the Chosen One, I heard that the sixth Chosen One who is about to appear is the Chosen One of Space, and it is possible that it will appear in the Green Lake region. Hmm?"

She didn't just learn this news yesterday, but it was only until she said it out loud at this moment that she realized something very important.

Her eyes looked at Xia De again, but this time with a look of shock:

"Appearing in the Green Lake region, good at spatial power, has unique spatial talent, and although the level is not high, can still exert power far beyond its own level. Could it be that you..."

"I am not."

Xia De denied it immediately. The other party's reasoning process was exactly the same as Miss Danister's:

"Please rest assured, I am definitely not any Chosen One. Although my spatial talent is quite good, I do not have unique power related to space."

"That thing that smoothed out space last time..."

"That is the miracle 【Spatial Stability Halo】. I guess its root is the divine art of an Ancient God, not a self-awakened talent."

Xia De shook his head again, and the pharmacist miss looked down at the tombstone again, but suddenly asked:

"Are you related to the Ring City Equestrian Competition in Tobesk?"

"I am."

"And you still say you are not!?"

Her tone became high-pitched again.

"I am really not. Miss, if it is not necessary, I usually do not take the initiative to lie. If I wanted to hide my identity as a Chosen One, I would have just denied it directly just now, and I am related to the Ring City Equestrian Competition."

He looked very seriously at this beautiful sorceress one meter away:

"Although we haven't known each other for a long time, you should also know a little bit about what kind of person I am. I am not a Chosen One; I am very sure of this. On the contrary, I suspect that the Chosen One of Space is a member of the Edwards family... Do you have spatial talent?"

The pharmacist miss blinked:

"A little, but it's not very strong, otherwise it would be the Great M of Space... I mean, you don't have to suspect me. I am also likely not one."

The two did not dwell on this question anymore. The pharmacist miss signaled that Xia De could leave, but Xia De asked her to wait a moment, then took out a bunch of small white flowers from his pocket and threw them to her from a distance.

The brown-haired lady blinked, then understood and bent down, placed the bunch of flowers in front of her ancestor's tombstone, expressed her apologies for digging up her grave softly, and then left here with Xia De.

Since they had obtained the tooth, the next step for the two was to return to the Green Lake Town cemetery in the north of the island and hand the materials to the blacksmith's soul.

To get there from the current location, one needs to cross the south of the island, climb the hill, come to the Edwards mansion, then go down the mountain all the way, pass through the town, and enter the forest path.

Because the journey was a bit long, and the pharmacist miss was worried about encountering other situations, the two discussed and decided to return to the ship, and then take the ship out of the fog area. After circling the periphery of the island, they would land on the island from the northern pier last time.

When going down the mountain and returning to the ship on the shore, Xia De also asked:

"Since the bones of your great-grandmother summoned a strange soul and gave us valuable clues. Then, can it be assumed that the bones of your other ancestors have similar effects?"

"Are you suggesting that I dig up all the graves of my ancestors?"

The pharmacist miss glanced at Xia De, and Xia De shook his head immediately:

"Of course not, I'm just suggesting such a possibility."

"It's a pity, I only know two graves, the others are hidden on the island. If you are interested, you can find them slowly yourself."

"Two? Then besides this one, the other one is..."

"In the north of the island, if it goes well in a while, I can take you to see it. But don't hold too much hope, that is the grave of a child who died young, and it has been robbed..."

Her expression became indifferent for a moment:

"I don't live in the Green Lake region, I only came here recently because of something. By the time I discovered that place had been visited by grave robbers, the matter had already happened for several months or several years. I gathered the disturbed corpses, but it didn't trigger what happened just now."

Xia De nodded, not knowing what to say. The "adventurers" who board the island must all come here with the idea of gaining something; one cannot rule out the possibility that grave robbers would even dig up graves for money.

"Also, do you know why I didn't let my followers enter the island with us?"

When the shadow of the pier could be vaguely seen below the mountain road, the pharmacist miss asked again.

Xia De nodded:

"On one hand, you don't want more people to come into contact with your family, on the other hand, you don't want them to know that you are very weak right now."

"Just a little weak, not very weak."

She corrected Xia De's wording, looking at Xia De's face in the fog:

"My power has only temporarily fallen into a low tide, and it will recover soon. During this period, I probably still need more of your help. When I recover the power of the Eleven-Ring, I will let you know that I am not really just capable of formulating potions."

She wanted to emphasize that she was not weaker than Xia De, and Xia De nodded with a smile, feeling that this witch's personality was really interesting.

After returning to the ship, the steamship carried the four of them out of the thick fog area, then circled a large circle in the afternoon sun to the north of the island, and then entered the fog again.

Although it was already past two in the afternoon, they still had lunch on the ship. Xia De didn't know how the pharmacist miss explained his existence to her followers, but the two High-Ring sorceresses didn't show any strange expressions after noticing that Xia De couldn't trigger the witch's curse.

【She probably just said you are a woman.】

"She" said the most likely situation; after all, this kind of explanation was also the most labor-saving.

By the time Xia De and the pharmacist miss landed on the island again from the north of the island, it was already three o'clock. Walking through the forest path, then entering the forest where the road was already blurred, not long after, they saw the black iron fence on the outside of the Green Lake Town cemetery covered by trees.

The two returned to the blacksmith's tombstone, stood there and waited for half a minute, Xia De turned his head to look at the pharmacist miss not far to the left:

"What to do now?"

"Wait patiently for the loss of a sense of direction. You shouldn't have a date today, right?"

"No, but I'd better go back before ten in the evening, otherwise my cat will be unhappy."

The two sat down among the tombstones and waited, just like last time. Only this time, the pharmacist miss no longer refused to chat with Xia De.