Chapter 3142

Many people had that key, and Xia De had considered whether it was appropriate to give the key now, but after thinking about it, he felt that the key was not important; the meaning he wanted to express was important;

"This is the key to No. 6 St. Theresa Square... I hope you can visit me often.

I mean, although this sacrificial site is also very good, when you are troubled, walking around is fine. I welcome you to go to my place at any time. I think with the relationship between us, I mean the relationship of sharing power, this gift should be considered appropriate to give now."

"She" in his ear laughed, and after a moment of silence, the nun took her hands out of the fire basin, and her right hand, carrying the residual heat, picked up the key.

"This is a return gift."

After putting away the key, the nun raised her hand and wanted to take off her eye mask, but was immediately stopped by Xia De:

"Please wait a moment. I know that I seemed to have expressed that I really wanted to see your face under that eye mask often before. But don't misunderstand that I am the kind of person who covets beauty... Anyway, don't do this, it will give me a very strange feeling.

If you want to give a return gift, then accompany me for a walk now, okay? Go to the stairs outside the sacrificial site, go to the cemetery of the nuns of the past, and walk among those stones in the broken walls and ruins in the snow. A few hours ago, I just received a piece of news, and I just happened not to know who to share it with."

A smile appeared on the nun's face. This time Xia De definitely didn't see it wrong. After she nodded gently, she reached out to Xia De. Xia De stood up immediately, and then grabbed Sister Daifulin's hand and helped her up.

In the rumbling sound of the elevator, the two returned to the ground from the basement of the sacrificial site together, and then left the building and walked into the snow in the mountains.

Except for Xia De telling about "fate" at the beginning, they didn't have much conversation, just walking in the snow together. Only when Sister Daifulin took the initiative to stop occasionally would she talk about the past here or there.

The nun rarely talked about her background before, but when walking in the snow that day, she took the initiative to mention it to Xia De. Unlike the Brock nun who was actively chosen by the previous generation of nuns in the Fifth Era, Sister Daifulin grew up in the 【Spirit Cultivation Sect】 since she was a child.

But she was not the child of any previous nun, but because there was a problem with her eyes when she was born, she was sent to the 【Spirit Cultivation Sect】 when she was still a baby. When Sister Daifulin was a child, she had heard that her real parents were quite powerful, at least the kind of big figures who were enough to come into contact with the supernatural world, but she had never asked about her background, and the previous generation of nuns had never mentioned it to her.

And with the passing of the previous generation of nuns, these past events that no one cared about would never be explored by anyone again.

In fact, the main means of increasing members of the 【Spirit Cultivation Sect】 was the abandoned babies that were not lacking in this era, and these girls without family ties were also the most suitable for the ascetic practice of "blindness."

Although as a young doctor at Snake Heart Hospital during her teenage years, Sister Daifulin had left this place for several years to live as an ordinary person, this sacrificial site located on the top of the mountain was indeed the place where Sister Daifulin grew up.

She knew everything here and understood the different appearances of every stone in the spring, summer, autumn, and winter seasons. Standing in the square below the sacrificial site, which was surrounded by rubble, low walls with withered vines clinging to them, and cliffs—that is, the cemetery of the fire-protecting nuns—Sister Daifulin rarely asked Xia De a question unrelated to fire:

"Do you miss your family?"

The Outlander was an orphan when he was in his hometown, and his identity in this world had not been figured out until now. He shook his head without needing to think:

"Nun, if you are talking about the unknown family related to my background, since I don't know them, of course I won't miss them. Now I already have my own real family, and this is what I should cherish."

Sister Daifulin didn't respond to this sentence. One side of this "square" blocked by a stone gate was a towering cliff, and the other side was a bottomless cliff without even a guardrail. She and Xia De stood by the cliff, and a cold voice gave the answer in the snow:

"One of the three flames is in the Falling Star Bay area, which is the location where 【Pedestal of Fate】 might appear."

Xia De was familiar with this place. The high tower left by Sylvia's teacher to her was located on the top of the snow-capped mountain on the largest Fatumunster Island in Falling Star Bay, which was the scope of the Kingdom of Lagson:

"I understand. After the exam week of the Year-End Festival, I will try to look for it nearby."

The nun nodded gently, her hands folded together in front of her chest as usual. In the snow, she asked Xia De again in a very calm voice:

"This year, do you really not want to see what I look like after taking off my eye mask again?"

Although his heart was moved, Xia De shook his head and refused firmly:

"No need. I just promised you to do a very difficult thing. If I ask you to take off your eye mask now, it's like I'm threatening you... Anyway, this feeling is very strange."

"If it's like this..."

She turned and moved closer to Xia De. After an imperceptible hesitation, the eye mask got closer and closer to Xia De, until her red lips kissed Xia De's side face.

That kiss was really sudden, and Xia De only felt the coldness of the moment. And when he covered his side face and looked at the nun in surprise, the nun's face had already moved away from Xia De as she retreated:

"See you next year, hero who carries the fire... Xia De."

Her expression was still as cold as that, and there was no temperature even in the snow, but the smile at the corner of her mouth was enough to make this scene in the snow become Xia De's most unforgettable memory.

Xia De continued to cover his side face:

"Then see you next year, next year..."

Sister Daifulin didn't continue to say goodbye to Xia De, and just abandoned Xia De like this, walking hurriedly along the dilapidated stone steps toward the sacrificial site on the top of the mountain.

Xia De covered his side face and looked at Sister Daifulin's back, and only after her figure completely disappeared into the fluttering snow did he look up at the sky incredibly:

"The Year-End Festival is really a magical holiday."

That night, Xiwei brought her niece and the boatload of girls to Tobesk. However, they didn't fly over on the Radiant Messenger, but traveled by train.

Counting Flora, Grandma Cassandra, and Megan who had already arrived, as well as Miss Jia Lin Na who was already locally, the number of Great Witches in Tobesk suddenly increased to five.

Xiwei was of course very surprised that Grandma Cassandra, who originally said she wouldn't come, had actually come. But since it was a holiday, everyone was of course very happy to be lively.

Tonight's dinner was still held at Miss Jia Lin Na's manor. The Duchess entertained the guests who came from afar very attentively:

"This is also the first time I have entertained so many witches. In the past, everyone only gathered within the Council. The few times we met in reality were just brief contacts. Xia De's arrival has really changed many things... But Luweiya, did you notice that Xia De was bouncing when he walked after returning from out of town this evening?"

At the long table in the manor banquet hall, Miss Jia Lin Na looked at the people at the table illuminated by the crystal chandelier, holding a wine glass and asking the divination young lady on the side in a low voice.

Luweiya suppressed the smile on her face. Gathering witches in the cities where stories happened of course didn't count for anything, but being able to gather so many witches during the "holiday" could be considered that Xia De had really mastered the power of the "Chaos" Ancient God represented by the 【Witch Council】:

"I came relatively late, and he had already returned to normal by then, but the reason is easy to find."

Luweiya asked Xia De, who was talking to Xiwei about the situation in the Archipelago Kingdom:

"Xia De, in the afternoon, did you go to Vanessa's side first, or did you go to visit the nun first?"

"Went to Vanessa's side first."

So Luweiya turned her head and said to Miss Jia Lin Na:

"It seems the nun gave him some sweetness."

Xiwei chose the room at St. Theresa Square after dinner. Because she wanted to live with Miss Yilaisa, they chose Room 2 on the second floor of No. 7 St. Theresa Square. The two lived in the master bedroom and side bedroom respectively. Miss Hailey Aurora lived on the first floor with Tifa, Miss Swift, and Miss Bell, as well as a few maids.

The Great Witch of Light with brown wavy hair was very satisfied with the living environment:

"Living in a small house with friends and family, everyone walking around in pajamas at night, chatting in front of the fireplace, while it's snowing outside, this is what ordinary people call happiness."

"Xiwei, ordinary people wouldn't have a house in St. Theresa Square."

Megan, who lived next door and came over to join in the fun, said. She looked up and down at the figure of the boat girl who had changed into a nightgown, and then looked at Xiwei and herself, feeling very strange in her heart that the dragon bloodline buried in her ancestor's bloodline couldn't be as clearly manifested as that girl who was not a dragon at all.

When on the Radiant Messenger, the girls wouldn't walk around in pajamas outside the room, but in the No. 6 St. Theresa Square when night fell, they all did so, because it was obvious that this was "home."

After night fell, everyone gathered on the second floor of No. 6.

The lights were on in the living room, and the girls and ladies were either sitting on the sofa or sitting on the cushions in front of the fireplace with Xia De.

The teapots, teacups, snacks, and fruits prepared by the maid ladies were scattered on the carpet and coffee table. The jumping firelight in the fireplace illuminated everyone's smiling faces. The witches who came from afar talked about the interesting things they encountered on their respective journeys, and compared the styles of their nightgowns and the styles of evening jewelry to match their dresses.

Flora talked about meeting Wang Hou Diana today. When she said that the Wang Hou was more "old" than she imagined, everyone showed a smile. Dorothy admitted on behalf of Princess Lei Qianya that her mother, who was an ordinary person, was indeed not young. The princess accepted this reality; this was something no one could escape.

PS1: Picture 1 in this chapter "Sister Daifulin in the snow";

Picture 2 in this chapter "Hailey Aurora";

Picture 3 in this chapter "Living Situation on Year-End Festival 1854-2".

The author is very satisfied with the first two new pictures.

(End of chapter)