Chapter 2581

The autumn morning sunlight spilled onto the withered yellow fallen leaves on the forest floor. Not far from the fire scene, Xia De took one last look at the gradually extinguishing sea of fire, and only after confirming that no one was following him did he carry the owl on his shoulder and prepare to walk back.

"The plan was very successful. If those people are smart, they should have already started the interrogation by now."

Xia De said in a light tone.

"So, besides being a correspondence student of the Academy, you were actually a member of the Sun Church before!"

Miss Owl held it in until now to speak, but Xia De shook his head:

"Of course not. Besides, the Academy only recruits newly awakened ordinary people for correspondence courses. How could I have been a Ring-Ringed Ringed Shushi of the Sun Church before? I need to emphasize that I believe in the God of Light and Shadow - 【Mr. Dawn】, and it has nothing to do with that God of Sun and Earth - 【Old Man with the Lantern】."

The round-faced owl didn't believe it at all. She flapped her wings slightly to attract Xia De's attention:

"You were very impressive just now. Tell me, where did you learn these sorceries? We have been together for a week, and except for that dangerous 【Black Moon Mark】, you haven't used any other moon sorceries at all."

She urged Xia De to get an answer. Seeing that Xia De refused to say, she asked again:

"Then at least tell me, how did you master the Witch's secret arts! You are clearly not an apprentice to any witch, and you are a man. How could you master our power?"

If she had known about this when they first met, she might have already started planning to inform Miss Isabella, but now she just wanted to figure all this out.

"I can't answer this question either. Mastering these secret arts and mastering sorceries is no different to me; they are just power. Galina has also explored this question, but couldn't find an answer either."

"This is really interesting. Then would you be willing to let me study it too? This is completely unreasonable!"

Miss Owl asked again:

"And the dragon roar! I can tell that was a dragon roar! You used an ancient Dragon Language Spell just now, right? So you are actually a Dragonborn?"

Her questions seemed a bit too many.

"Can I not explain?"

His shoes stepped on the dry leaves, making a pleasant sound. The dragon roar just now had scared away the small animals nearby, and the forest was very quiet at this moment.

"Are you not trusting me? Oh, does Galina know your secret?"

"Of course!"

Xia De replied while continuing to walk deeper into the forest. He didn't want to go to the 【Hermit Group in the Forest】 to make contact; he just purely wanted to take a big detour before returning to the city.

Having just met the Church, he wasn't in such a hurry to find the hermits immediately.

"Galina knows, why can't I know?"

Miss Owl asked again immediately, but only after asking did she realize this question was very strange; she seemed a bit self-righteous. She then folded her wings and stopped talking. The atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward. Xia De walked for a long time before she said softly:

"If you want to learn, I can teach you transformation magic."

The "she" in his ear seemed to smile. Xia De looked at the scenery in the forest in autumn and also smiled:

"If you want to know more about me, it's not impossible."

"You want to say that you don't fully trust me yet, right?"

The owl asked. Xia De actually trusted her almost completely; Miss Flora Winslett was a very interesting person:

"How about this, in the subsequent actions, I will let you slowly understand me. I will no longer hide my methods, and you can observe slowly by yourself. It's not that I don't trust you now, it's just that my situation is a bit complicated."

"Then it's a deal! I knew you weren't a stingy person."

But she was already very satisfied with this answer, so much so that when she grabbed the cat and flew to the city not long after, her speed was much faster than usual.

Having tossed and turned in the forest for so long and taken a big detour, Miss Bell and the others should have already returned to the hotel, and Xia De and Miss Winslett were thinking during the flight whether they could make it in time for lunch with Miss Dannister.

When they returned to the bustling city center, it was twelve-thirty in the afternoon. The flapping owl grabbed the cat and landed on the windowsill of her Room 321. With a gentle peck, she pushed open the window and threw Xia De inside.

The cat rolled nimbly on the ground twice and was just about to stand up and change back into human form when the door was opened from the outside.

Xia De thought it was Miss Bell or Miss Dannister and maintained the cat form while looking up, only to see the familiar gray and black nun's robe and the feet faintly visible under the robe.

The cat was very short, so what Xia De actually saw was the hem of the robe, but he could name who was in front of him without looking up.

At this time, the owl also nimbly squeezed in through the window. Just as she was about to speak to Xia De, she also saw the ridiculous scene in front of her—

The silver cat stood at the feet of the nun wearing an eye patch, while the nun, with her hands clasped together in front of her, tilted her head slightly and looked down at it.

Only then did Miss Bell poke her head out from behind Sister Deline. The young black-haired girl hadn't noticed the cat down low at first because of the nun's obstruction, so she just said to her teacher:

"Miss, Sister Deline came two hours ago."

"Her Excellency Isabella hopes that I can take a look at your curse."

The nun's voice was still calm and ethereal, and the owl, who had frozen on the windowsill, only then reacted and hurriedly jumped off the windowsill and turned into human form:

"Good morning, Sister Deline."

She smoothed her hair and walked quickly to the door. She wasn't actually familiar with this nun who didn't speak much; after all, although the nun attended the council, she didn't appear every time.

She just wanted to "recover" the cat as soon as possible, but Sister Deline bent down and picked up the cat before she could.

"This is mine!"

The gray-black-haired witch emphasized immediately, and then a new figure appeared at the door. The red-haired girl poked her head in to look:

"What's going on here? Why is it so lively?"

Sister Deline turned to look at her. Although Miss Dannister hadn't had direct contact with her, she also knew this Chosen One of Death.

Just as she was about to say something, she saw the silver cat and immediately understood, desperately holding back her laughter:

"Sorry, I am a traveler staying in Room 317, and this is the cat I keep. You are really naughty, actually breaking into a stranger's room."

As she spoke, she was about to take the cat, and the nun looked down again at the cat held in the palms of her hands, which had burn marks.

Xia De and the silver eye patch "stared at each other" for a moment, and then said as if resigned to his fate:

"Alright, I know the situation is a bit chaotic now. But no matter what, welcome to Vista City, Sister Deline."

The situation was already very chaotic, and he was really too lazy to sort out complex questions like "who should know whom," "who thinks whom doesn't know him," or "who knows whom knows him but has to pretend not to."

The silver cat then nimbly jumped off the nun's hand and turned into human form:

"Good afternoon, everyone here."

Miss Winslett, who was surprised by his reckless behavior, was even more surprised to find that the face of the blind nun, whom she thought "had a kind of ice-sculpture beauty" and "probably had no human emotions," was now showing a hint of reserved smile.

Although the silver eye patch covered most of her face, making it impossible to see her complete appearance, her gentle and calm temperament, combined with her own sense of mystery, suddenly made her purse her lips and smile. The artist, who had never seen this scene before, was stunned on the spot.

Only then did she realize:

"Xia De, do you know Sister Deline?"

She looked suspiciously at the man standing with his back to her, and the nun nodded gently toward Xia De:

"I have known him for a long time. Good afternoon, Xia De."

After speaking, she walked in, and Xia De then greeted the others:

"Miss Bell, Miss Dannister, come in and talk, don't stand at the door."

"This seems to be my room."

The witch whispered, and then greeted everyone to come in:

"Charlotte, let them arrange lunch. You have also been busy all morning, sit down and have lunch with us in a while."

Then she signaled Xia De to say something. Seeing everyone standing and looking at him, Xia De said to Sister Deline:

"You have met Miss Winslett. This is Miss Dannister, the 'Red Moon Witch' from St. Byrons. I don't know if that 'Your Excellency the Speaker' has mentioned it, but she also has a time curse and is currently investigating here in Vista City with me."

Sister Deline softly expressed her greetings to the red-haired girl, and the eighteen-year-old female Ringed Ringed Shushi also responded softly, very curious about the relationship between Xia De and this nun.

"Miss Winslett, Miss Dannister, this is Sister Deline of the 【Spiritual Cultivation Group】. You must all know her. She is my..."

Xia De blinked, actually unable to think of a word to describe the exact relationship between the two.

"Friend" was obviously wrong; their relationship was much better than friends;

"Teacher and student" was even more wrong. Although the nun did teach Xia De many things, she was not passing on knowledge, but bestowing the necessary means of using fire to the "Hero who carries the fire";

"Guide" seemed okay, but Sister Deline only guided Xia De to use the power of the First Flame. In fact, the one who should fit the identity of "Guide for the Outsider" should be Bill Schneider.

【How about an assistant with a lover relationship?】

"Have you suddenly started liking to tease me recently?"

"Xia De has helped me a lot."

Seeing Xia De pause, the nun took the initiative to speak. Because no one could see her eyes, no one could see her mood:

"He is the Hero who carries the fire that I chose."

The red-haired girl just looked at Xia De strangely; she didn't realize the meaning of this sentence. The witch, who knew some secrets of the Spiritual Cultivation Group, looked at Xia De hesitantly and nodded gently:

"I see. Sister, since you have known Xia De for a long time..."

Then she asked again as if casually:

"Was it that old lady who introduced you?"