Chapter 2636: The Second Oil Painting

"Yes, and divination was ineffective, just like the divination of the teacher's whereabouts."

She really started to cry this time.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Xia De continued to pat her back gently:

"Since divination is ineffective, we will enter the 【Silver Moon Library】 again to look up the records. Using the ritual to open the door, it can only be done once a year. But the last time we opened the door was January 24th of this year, the Month of Birth."

"Now it is already October, the Month of Withered Leaves. We only need to wait two more months to go there again."

Hearing him say this, the red-haired female sorcerer let out a soft "hmm," but still refused to let go of Xia De. The witch on the side pouted somewhat dissatisfiedly, and Xia De could only continue to say:

"And that lady is a Thirteenth-Order sorcerer; she wasn't weakened by the curse. Since she knew her corpse would have big problems before she died, she must have made arrangements for herself, just like she said to me last night. I think compared to someone discovering that cursed large tree, it is more likely that she hid her corpse herself."

"If a Thirteenth-Order sorcerer wants to hide her corpse, even if you recovered to Thirteenth-Order and went to look for it personally, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to find it."

"You, you are right."

Miss Dan Dac Nisi Te recognized this explanation. She finally pushed Xia De away and turned to wipe her tears, also telling him to turn around and look back, instead of looking at her face ruined by crying:

"Flora stayed up all night last night to paint a new oil painting for you, an oil painting about that dance party. Go take a look."

Xia De said quite helplessly:

"So why can't you do things during the day? Whether it's waiting for news or painting oil paintings, staying up late is very bad for your health."

"We are Ring Mages~"

"Staying up late will make young ladies grow old."

Now they couldn't say anything.

The red-haired girl had to go to the washroom to touch up her makeup, so Xia De followed the witch, who had been looking forward to it, to the easel by the wall.

This was the second of the six paintings the witch promised to paint for Xia De. Its size was consistent with the previous one, and the colors still chose the bright yellow of the lights and the deep blue of the night sky because it had to depict the scene of the evening banquet.

In the center of the picture was a pair of men and women dancing. Although she deliberately did not depict their faces in detail, it could still barely be seen that it was Xia De and Yin Yi Yi Lu Na.

The two were wearing formal dance party attire, Xia De holding Yin Yi Yi Lu Na's waist while Yin Yi Yi Lu Na leaned backward.

The background was a huge clock, inside which the outline of a lady wearing a gorgeous long dress could be seen. There were several flying owls around, which were clearly the "Owl Lady's" private stash again.

Although it described a night scene, most of the colors in the background were warm orange and golden tones, symbolizing the atmosphere of autumn. There were also some other figures and buildings around the picture, used to set off the grand atmosphere of the banquet.

The overall tone of the oil painting was warm and romantic, giving people a magical and fantasy feeling. Even Xia De, who had no artistic appreciation, could praise that this was definitely another masterpiece.

Others looking at it would probably think the owls and clocks in the scene were some kind of metaphor, but Xia De could see that this clearly depicted the scene of him dancing and talking with Yin Yi Yi Lu Na of 1854 and Miss Hai Lian Na Ka Te of 1821 at the same time last night.

Flora Wen Si Lai Te very cleverly condensed all the complex scene information into one picture, and the picture full of dynamic feeling also expressed the intended meaning.

Xia De was very satisfied with this painting; this was truly very suitable as a souvenir of last night.

"Very good, very good indeed!"

He praised it like this, and the witch raised her head slightly, a smile appearing on the corner of her mouth:

"I also feel this painting is very good; I was conceiving it on the way back last night. I am gradually surpassing myself, and the endless inspiration has stimulated more creativity, while charming stories are the best seasoning."

She stood side by side with Xia De, and both of them stared at the oil painting. Xia De was thinking that no matter which tree hole he wanted to destroy, he should consider prioritizing recharging the wooden door where Miss Hai Lian Na Ka Te was in 1821, while the witch was thinking that next time she would paint the scene of Xia De dancing with her:

"Then convince Xia De to hang the oil painting in his house, so that Jia Lin Na can see it every time she visits."

Although neither of them had slept, both ladies indicated that they were not sleepy. After sitting down on the sofa, Xia De talked about destroying the tree holes:

"Of the three tree holes we have in our hands, that book can be contained by my relic, so I won't consider destroying it for the time being. Of the remaining cupboard and door, the former connects three time points, and I'm worried I will use it in the future. The latter connects a key time point, so I don't plan to destroy it for the time being either."

The red-haired girl heard him say he didn't plan to destroy the door of 1821 immediately and immediately revealed a smile:

"So you aren't planning to take action for now? That's good. As for the 【Time Sand】 the Academy prepared for you, I remember we have a lot in stock."

"Yes, no action for now.

I only have one Philosopher's Stone in my hand. Although destroying a tree hole doesn't necessarily consume it all, it's still better to save where possible. I plan to figure out Bronte's matter first and see what the situation is with the tree hole he holds."

"Has York Bronte returned yet after you sent him away last night?"

The witch asked, and Xia De nodded:

"He returned just before Yin Yi Yi Lu Na and I left last night; that was probably when we entered the woodland after saying goodbye to you. I have been sensing his movements, and the location of his return is in the west of the Vista Woodland.

I cannot be sure whether he returned through his own tree hole or according to the rule that 'time travelers will travel again at the location where they stayed for a long time.'

I confirmed again on the way to the hotel this morning that he is still in the city, so I want to go see the location where he returned last night first, and then decide how to deal with him."

He looked at the two ladies and shook his head decisively:

"You two stay in the room and rest; no one is to follow me. I will be back soon. If I decide to take action against York Bronte today, I will come to call you then."

"Let Dan Dac Nisi Te rest; I will follow you. I am an owl now, and my schedule was never regular anyway; I'm just as energetic during the day as at night."

Saying this, the witch really transformed into an owl and landed on Xia De's shoulder:

"Besides, you might travel through time. If I'm not following you, what will you do if something happens to you?"

"Let Flora follow you."

The red-haired female sorcerer also said this. She really needed to rest; her emotions had fluctuated too much last night:

"You two should also be careful when moving in the woods. Isn't the Church's team looking for something in that direction?"

The window opened, and the owl grabbed the silver cat and flew toward the gloomy sky. The red-haired girl on the sofa waved goodbye to them. After Miss Bei Er, who had finished cleaning up the tea set, left the room, she came alone to the oil painting that hadn't dried yet, looking at the dancing Xia De and the blurred figure in the clock.

"Teacher, where exactly are you?"

(Little Mia is running...)

The owl flew toward the west of the city under the gloomy sky, following the guidance of the "cat passenger." Xia De had originally been worried that they would really run into the Church's team, but along the way, they only brushed past a flock of wild geese intending to fly south, and the latter had their formation disrupted by the turbulent airflow brought by the rapidly flying owl.

"Are you sure this is the direction?"

The owl asked Xia De when they were about to approach the destination. The silver cat was quite certain:

"Yes, definitely no mistake. Is there a problem?"

"There is a problem."

They were still some distance from the destination, but she brought the cat and landed directly on a tree on the ground. The two restored to human form together. Xia De stepped on the ground and frowned slightly:

"Is the death aura in this forest a bit too heavy?"

It was not that death aura couldn't appear in the forest, but the death aura in this area was clearly a bit too strong.

"It is a bit too heavy, and the number of living things nearby is also abnormally low."

The witch said softly, signaling Xia De to follow her forward:

"Walk forward; you will miss many clues in the air. Walk in this direction; the death aura is the most concentrated here."

"That side is also the location where York Bronte appeared last night. It seems he has other 'surprises' waiting for us."

The further they walked forward, the greater the impact of the death aura on this forest. The golden forest of late autumn turned into a withered yellow bit by bit, until even the trees began to become twisted and sparse.

The map sold to Xia De by the hermits had marked this area, but it only wrote "unknown reasons lead to an increased probability of undead resurrection."

Xia De's sensing last night only pointed to a small area, and the witch's perception at this time could only delineate the source of the death aura to a small area. The two spent some time searching in the woods and finally stopped at the edge of a small clearing.

At this time, there was almost no withered grass under their feet, and the few large trees standing around were also abnormally low. Xia De stomped on the ground a few times; the soil had signs of being turned over recently. Although the other party had covered the traces, it was clear that the covering was not serious:

"What exists underground beneath our feet? It seems those hermits didn't investigate here carefully at all."

"They have a look of not liking to cause trouble, and if their statement is accurate, that this place really seals countless paradox bugs, then not investigating is a prudent move."

Xia De took out a shovel and didn't need the witch to do it. He easily dug open the damp soil that was almost turning deep black in a few strokes. He didn't dig very deep before he discovered a wooden coffin, but after clearing the floating soil on it, Xia De didn't dare to move it again:

"There is actually such a thing?"

The death aura was seeping out from that coffin, even turning into gray mist and filling the grave pit. But this was not the key; the key was that when Xia De touched the coffin lid just now, he actually perceived two very familiar forces at the same time. ===== CHAPTER 2637 =====