Chapter 1598

"Your maid Clara... she has become a witch?"

Xia De asked, and the witch, who was also frowning and enduring the headache, nodded:

"Yes, she herself had talent just like her twin sister, but her talent was a bit worse. The violent spirit just now was enough to support the awakening of a witch."

"Mia, are you okay?"

Xia De hurriedly went to look at the cat he had just held in his arms. He had just tried to turn the cat back into a toy, but was resisted by the cat—this kind of miracle requires complete trust, and even a slight thought of resistance will lead to failure.

And at this time, looking at the cat, her orange and white fur had become smoother and more lustrous. When Xia De tried the feel, Mia lay lazily in Xia De's arms and looked at him, looking like nothing had happened.

The eyes of the ordinary bard had undergone slight mutations, the witch had become stronger, and the maid had awakened. Xia De, who had also encountered the sandstorm and witnessed incredible natural phenomena, naturally also had gains.

【Outlander, your miracle - Seal of Hilton has changed. When casting, you no longer need to stab the sword into the ground, you only need to hold the sword and make the corresponding gesture, and you can move your position during casting. At the same time, the strength of the "Seal of Hilton" has been greatly improved, and the power of counterattack is increased when using the miracle for defense and counterattack.】

The defensive miracle that Xia De used most smoothly could be said to have undergone a qualitative change because of this change. Although Xia De did not obtain new spirit runes and miracles because of this, he was already satisfied enough.

"But what was the situation just now?"

He raised his head and asked the god, and the dusty traveler asked back:

"You will always encounter some incredible things on the journey, must every thing have an explanation? You are just travelers, not investigators, and certainly not mystics. Go witness these sceneries, not study them."

"Witnessing the scenery of the journey and turning them into stories is our responsibility."

The bard, covering his eyes, said unexpectedly, and the god nodded with a smile:

"Traveler under the moon, look, he has already understood, do you understand?"

"Not very well, but I don't have much time left."

Although it was just telling a story, time passed very quickly, and the thirty-minute countdown had reached the end.

"Enough."

The god waited for the travelers to adapt to their respective powers, then continued to tell the story that followed:

"The travelers snuggled up to avoid the sand and dust all over the sky, but they also had their own gains because of this. When the wind and sand stopped and you were finally able to look around, time had reached the evening of this day. The travelers, fearing the power of the desert, moved toward the snowy mountains in the distance according to the original plan, and set up camp on the edge of the desert and the snowy mountains. Due to the power of the traveler under the moon, you were not attacked by the severe cold here. But if you want to go deep into the snowy mountains, you must consider the test of wind, snow, and temperature."

"Since you are leaving again, remember to find a way to get something that can keep us warm next time."

The witch immediately said to Xia De, and Xia De nodded in agreement:

"No problem, since I proposed to come to the snowy mountains, of course I will find a way. I don't have much time left, so I will leave after the night of the fourth day ends."

He looked at the maid in the black dress who had just become a witch, and the latter reached out to flip the card. On the card face was the scene in the small campsite where everyone was currently located, which had appeared before. In other words, this was another peaceful night.

"According to the current progress and the time you stay here each time, the next time will be the end of the journey."

The witch looked at the card face, and while breathing a sigh of relief, warned Xia De:

"The last three days of this journey will definitely not be so simple, and the night of the last day of the journey might have unexpected things happen. Clara and I, oh, and the bard over there, can only wait for the choice of fate now, and I still have to wait for the girl I am looking for to reappear, but you still have the opportunity to make changes. Think carefully, maybe you can do something to help us."

"Yes, I understand."

Xia De nodded, and the god watched their conversation with a smile. And the bard also spoke to Xia De hesitantly:

"Sir, when you appear next time, can you bring me some things?"

"What do you want?"

Xia De asked curiously.

"Ink and paper and pen."

"No problem."

Xia De had these things in his pocket now; if they were just ordinary items, he didn't even need to make extra preparations.

The thirty minutes had reached the end, and the interesting travel story would pause again. As the white fog rolled in, Xia De turned the cat into a toy and put it away. He stood up and walked to the outskirts of the campsite, waved to his companions, and then disappeared into the fog that only he and the god could see.

The fog lingered in the forest under the deep night, and the crackling campfire made this night even more lonely. The witch sighed lightly and asked the god who had not yet disappeared:

"May I ask, where does the traveler under the moon come from?"

"The other side of time."

The god did not hide this secret, and the witch just nodded lightly; this was also within her guess.

"Travelers, please rest for a while. This night is very long, but more than half of it has passed. I hope you like the story of this journey and can gain something. Leaving here is not your greatest hope, is it?"

The god's figure disappeared in the flickering light and shadow of the campfire, and some crude food appeared in front of the remaining three people, followed by another long wait. The bard stood up consciously and sat on the other side of the campfire, stroking the lute that the god had just played, his eyes watching the campfire, missing his deceased relatives and childhood playmates who had already married.

And Witch Adriana looked at the maid who was still at a loss because she was not used to her power:

"Clara, how do you feel now?"

"I'm fine, Miss."

The young witch looked at her maid, a look of slight sorrow appearing in her eyes, but soon that look turned into firmness:

"The journey has reached the second half. I think there is a very important question you must answer me: have you always been jealous of your sister? Jealous of her power, jealous that she can get my favor?"

The young maid pursed her lips and looked at her master, and the two looked at each other like this, the firelight making their shadows sway together on the ground, almost entangled together, but no one spoke.

(Little Mia is running...)

"So, how did Little Mia learn to breathe fire?"

Xia De, who returned to the present time, wanted to explore the secret of the cat at the first opportunity. After walking out of the room, he took the cat directly out of his pocket. After turning into a real cat, he patted the cat's small head:

"Mia, try again."

But the cat, who was squinting her eyes and feeling the comfort of home, didn't mean to pay attention to him at all. Luvia was still standing in the position where she saw Xia De off, and Yiluna also walked over from the kitchen:

"Your cat, I mean, what's wrong with Little Mia?"

So Xia De recounted the "superpower" that Mia had appeared again, but neither Luvia nor Yiluna thought that breathing sparks from her mouth was anything worth paying attention to:

"Relatively speaking, the tail catching fire is the truly remarkable ability, which has a very unique symbolism. Xia De, did you not take the course "Wonderful Flesh: Limbs and Aether"? You should learn it, and this course has no exam, you only need to submit a paper for assessment. You have already missed the registration time this semester, and I can remind you in the autumn. Since her tail can catch fire, breathing fire from her mouth is an ability she will be able to master sooner or later."

"Meow~"

The orange and white cat curled up comfortably in Xia De's arms; although Xia De had turned from a cat back into a human, she still liked Xia De.

It was not the first time Xia De had discovered the strangeness of Mia, and seeing that it was really unexplainable, he could only attribute it to the bloodline of the "Son of the Sun."

Afterward, he shared the story of this adventure with the two girls; this adventure was not particularly tense and exciting, nor did it go through a proper battle, but it was still quite interesting.

The genie in the bottle, the river of death, the desert illusion, the scorching sun of the sandstorm, and the poem personally played and sung by the god. These were all interesting stories that would not be encountered under normal circumstances; even just listening to Xia De's description, the girls were already yearning for them. However, Luvia was more concerned about that Wandering Universal card, while Yiluna was interested in the stories of the companions on the journey:

"The old knight's story is a bit like the fairy tale of "The Lover in the Zhong Lou," isn't it?"

She asked Xia De:

"Perhaps in the fairy tale, the young knight who should have died on the front line also accepted the help given by the god, so he could return to the clock tower to reunite with his lover's bones, and even stick together, never to be separated. Becoming one, one body and one heart... how romantic."

She showed a look of longing, but Xia De felt that Yiluna's description was more like a horror story. As for the old knight's ending, he could only say that everyone had the power to make choices, and this ending was actually not very bad for that old man.

As for the "snowy mountain journey" after using the key next time, Yiluna also promised that this time she would get the things Xia De needed to let the travelers in the story keep warm in the snowy mountains. The Sun Church had many alchemical items that could do this, not to mention that Xia De could also carry the sun fire of the attic. He had already tried to bring warmth to people in the past in the adventure of the Silver Mountains, and the only difference this time was that the cold came from that story.

Luvia still had to go to work at the Divination Association, so she left No. 6 St. Deran Square soon. And Yiluna, who was deliberately left behind by Xia De, also heard what Xia De wanted to do in the study:

"Can you teach me the technique of 'Earth Power · Earth Energy Cannon' that you used in the Randall River Valley?"