Chapter 1584

Xia De then asked some small questions about pharmacology to enrich the content of the term paper he was about to submit, and then chatted with this knowledgeable lady about the rumors and legends of the Green Lake region.

Later, Xia De even turned the key hanging on his chest into a staff and handed it to her to help him check it. It could be seen that the brown-haired lady was a bit surprised by Xia De's trust, and even teased Xia De for not being afraid that she would take this relic and run away.

She checked this relic very seriously, and then confirmed Xia De's idea:

"Yes, this staff is actually a sapling that has already died."

She touched the surface of the wooden staff with amazement:

"It's really surprising. Although I saw its performance was extraordinary last time, I thought it was at most a Keeper-level relic. Now it seems that it is at least a Sage-level weapon, and it might even be an Angel-level one. And the function of this relic is definitely not just as simple as enhancing the spellcasting effect. I have never heard of this kind of relic in the past?"

"Admitting one's own shortcomings is also one of the manifestations of a wise person."

Xia De said, taking back the staff that the pharmacist miss threw back:

"I haven't had this relic for a long time, and currently I only use it to amplify my own miracles. Pharmacist miss, since you are a High-Ring sorcerer, the relics you use often should also be very powerful, right?"

"Of course."

The sorceress said with a smile:

"I don't need it for the time being in my current situation, but I can bring it for you to see next time we meet. That is an Angel-level book-type relic, which can also enhance spellcasting. Although it can't compare to the long sword inherited from the Third Era Demon Hunter in the hands of the 'God-Awakener' in the rumors, at least it is also a relatively strong Angel-level relic..."

She hesitated for a moment and added:

"I have many High-Ring sorceress friends, and even among all of them, this relic of mine is very enviable."

She was not wrong about this. In her impression, when Miss Galina, Miss Aurora, Miss Sylvia, Grandma Cassandra, and Miss Bernice fought, although they would also use relics for assistance, none of them had an Angel-level relic that could truly be used as a main force.

The two spent most of this afternoon chatting. Xia De found that this Great Witch of "Knowledge and Wisdom" was indeed worthy of her status; she was knowledgeable, and her perspective on problems was novel and profound. No matter what she chatted about with Xia De, she could give her own views, and even regarding politics and the relationship between the two countries, she saw things more clearly than most people.

As for Xia De himself, he did not hide his familiarity with the Fifth Era when chatting. When talking about the Witch Emperors of the Fifth Era, he even expressed many views different from mainstream academic views—for example, he believed that the civil war of the Witch Emperors at the end of the Fifth Era was not to compete for more power, but that some of them believed it was time to end the era of the Witch Emperors.

Regarding the analysis of ancient texts, Xia De had his own insights, and when talking about mainstream alien species such as blood-types, mermaids, and elves, Xia De had more to say.

By evening, due to the thick white fog, the dim light could not be seen in the sky at all, only feeling that the visibility in the fog had dropped a lot. The two ended the topic about elves and the World Tree, and looked at the blacksmith's tombstone again, but the soul still did not appear.

The pharmacist miss, who was still enjoying the conversation, said to him:

"Wait another hour, if it still doesn't work, I'll take you to see the grave that was stolen before, and then we'll leave, we can come again next time. Don't you still have to go back to take care of your cat?"

The sorceress, who was sitting on a cushion with her hands around her legs and leaning against an unknown tombstone, looked at Xia De with bright eyes:

"Talking to you is really interesting. Sitting here for these few hours, I didn't feel very bored. Then while there is time, I will also fulfill my promise. Mr. Watson, regarding the Edwards family, what else do you want to ask?"

The two were at a distance of 1.5 meters, and they couldn't even see each other's expressions clearly in the fog. This way of talking was very strange:

"I want to ask about a prophecy of the Edwards family—When the Day of Reconciliation arrives, the scattered bloodline will eventually return to the origin of the family. We will drink the wine of longevity together and escape from the cage of the world. Have you heard of this?"

This was what Miss Danister "took without asking" from the Prophecy Association, which Pride Edwards, the father of the four in the fourth generation, had wanted to interpret.

The brown-haired lady tilted her head and looked at him:

"Although I already know that you know many things, I am still surprised to hear this. Yes, of course I know this. In fact, every Edwards knows this. When we become adults, we will hear the content of this prophecy in our dreams, as if this prophecy has already been engraved in our bloodline. Even though I am already Eleven-Ring, I still don't know what kind of power this is... Don't underestimate me, I have a Thirteen-Ring friend, and she told me to wait with peace of mind."

"What do you think of this prophecy?"

Xia De asked again.

"There must be a deeper secret about the family. Before I learned today that my great-great-grandfather was a Thirteen-Ring sorcerer, I knew about this. It's just that the scattered Edwards couldn't return to the island to investigate. A few years ago, my state was worse than it is now, and I couldn't return to investigate with peace of mind. This time I came back, and I happened to run into you."

She seemed to want to smile at Xia De for a moment, but she was reserved and didn't do so. She still remembered who she was:

"As for the content of the prophecy, I think this means that one day, all members of the family will return to this island and return to that mansion. The power and voices engraved in our bloodline are calling us to do so, and even fate seems to be guiding us to do so. I don't know what this will lead to, so I can only keep getting stronger, keep getting stronger, so that I can protect myself."

She pursed her lips slightly and looked at the handsome young man:

"Mr. Watson, please allow me to inquire about your personal information—why did you become a Ringed Ringed Ringed Shushi and advance step by step?"

Xia De thought for a while:

"On one hand, it's because I like to explore power, like to study interesting knowledge, and witness interesting stories. On the other hand, of course, it's also to protect myself and my family and friends. Since there are people who possess supernatural power, then I, who am forced to live in this world, must also possess it."

Probably only the Outlander himself and "She" could understand the weight of this sentence.

The pharmacist miss said sadly:

"And I, just to protect myself. After my father and mother died, I had no friends anymore. The voices echoing in my bloodline urged me to keep getting stronger, to become able to deal with anything. Even though I am Eleven-Ring now, even though I can recover the power of my prime in a while, it is still not enough. I don't know what my Thirteen-Ring ancestor actually did."

She laughed at herself:

"Don't look at me being a much higher level than you, actually your talent should be better than mine. Although I can't see your face and appearance, I can see that you are really only in your twenties, and you advanced to the Six-Ring by your own power. And my path has already come to an end. Eleven-Ring is probably my limit. For most Ringed Sorcerers, this is enough, but for me..."

She probably hadn't said these words to many people, so her emotions were a bit agitated, but she was still trying to control herself. Xia De even felt her sadness and hesitation for a moment. She was indeed different from all the witches he knew.

"Don't you know a very powerful Thirteen-Ring friend?"

Xia De asked, and the pharmacist miss shook her head, clenching her fists and placing them on her chest:

"People still have to rely on themselves. Besides, that lady also has her own things to do. Unless it's a real life-and-death moment, I won't easily ask her for help."

"Then when your family gathers at the mansion on the top of the mountain, I promise you that if I can help you, I will definitely go with you."

He said with a smile:

"Anyway, I also have to find everyone in your family and try to see who knows that symbol... Oh, how did I forget to let you see it?"

Saying this, he took out his notebook and drew that special pattern of the sun, moon, and stars. The pharmacist miss recognized at a glance that this was the golden ritual base array that appeared under Xia De's feet when he used the staff, but she didn't know it:

"Who in the family wrote that letter you mentioned that has this pattern? And who was it sent to?"

"The father of the four in the fourth generation, that is, your grandfather..."

He looked at the pharmacist miss, and the latter said softly:

"You really guessed it. Yes, my father is the third son, Alphonse Edwards. Don't ask me if I have brothers or sisters, I will tell you at the appropriate time."

"Alright, that letter was sent by your grandfather to a very famous folklorist in the city of Willendale a hundred years ago, and the content discussed was related to the rumors of long-lived races. But when the letter arrived, the old scholar had already passed away, so the letter was stored together with his other relics until it was discovered by my teacher."

He said, turning the topic back:

"Since you don't know it either, please help me rummage through your father's relics to see if he mentioned this pattern. If it still doesn't work, maybe I really have to go and see all your living relatives one by one in the end."

"You are a bit arrogant. Although you are very powerful, you are only Six-Ring, and this matter is related to at least one Thirteen-Ring."

She reminded him, and there was something indescribable in her eyes looking at Xia De:

"I also know some of my other relatives, and I will let them see this symbol too. I am very grateful that you can think of helping me, but even if your life ring is bigger than others, some things that cannot be done just cannot be done."