Chapter 3217

The situation underwater was exactly as Xia De thought. After entering the water, his palm touched the solid earth not long after. The extremely cold spirit erupted from the ground crack with the gurgling water sound. Even with the First Fire, Xia De still felt the coldness.

Although it was not to the point of what long-haired Luweiya said that he shouldn't come down if he wasn't the twelfth tier, touching this kind of coldness was definitely harmful to the body.

He relied on sensitive perception to search at the bottom of the water constantly, and after a while, he touched something cold like parchment:

"Found it. Miracle element?"

While touching that "parchment," he felt again that he seemed to be holding Luweiya's hand. This time in the dimness at the bottom of the water, he didn't see any light and shadow. There was indeed only him here:

"Still ask long-haired Luweiya about the situation tonight, but she hasn't been feeling well for the past two days..."

Thinking in his heart, he was about to turn around and swim up, but paused:

"Strong space perception... hmm?"

This spring was indeed formed because of mountain cracks, but the problem was that behind the thick rock wall, about ten meters away, Xia De actually detected a quite spacious cave.

It was difficult to break through the ten-meter-thick mountain, but since he perceived space, Xia De could perform space jumps by relying on 【Lagley's Jump】. But he hadn't decided whether to take the risk when the mountain cave disappeared, as if everything just now was just Xia De's hallucination.

"It's not a hallucination, right?"

【Not a hallucination.】

But after that, no matter how Xia De sensed, "Strong space perception" could no longer capture the trace of the mountain cave.

He stayed in the water for too long, and the rope around his waist already had a momentum of pulling upward. Xia De had to leave here temporarily, but he was very sure that this spring must have other secrets.

"Found it."

Returning to the ground wet, Xia De handed the thing in his hand to the witch first, and then went to dry his clothes. Little Mia returned to his shoulder after confirming that Xia De was dry, and Miss Reinhardt asked him with great concern:

"What did you encounter this time? Why did you go for such a long time?"

"No danger encountered. I perceived that the spring is connected to a cave, but the cave disappeared afterwards."

He tried to obtain news from the locals here, but the girl who grew up here had never heard of this:

"In summer, this spring is not so cold. Mischievous children with good water skills sometimes go deep into the spring, but I have never heard of things like caves."

"After we go back, I will go to the Great Elder to ask. I am very sure that it was not my hallucination."

Only then did he look at the thing he handed to the witch just now. It was not the "parchment" he imagined, but a palm-sized translucent "skin." Faint miracle elements overflowed in it, and the witch saw what it was:

"Snake slough?"

She carefully unfolded the soft snake slough in the sunlight. The snake slough showed a translucent milky white luster, similar to crumpled silk. When the light penetrated, it produced a soft diffuse effect. The texture of the snake scales attached was dense on the thin-as-cicada-wing stratum corneum, leaving dense net-like light and shadow on Miss Reinhardt's beautiful face.

I don't know if it was because it had been soaked in the cold water for many years, but the snake slough was quite soft. Claire Reinhardt looked at it in a daze, and it took a long time before she said to Xia De:

"According to the legends passed down by the tribe, in fact, long ago, the Fatum people worshipped 'snakes' in addition to worshipping the snow mountain, but later I don't know how the tradition of 'snake worship' disappeared. But the oldest classics passed down by the tribe were recorded on special snake skins. When I was a child, my grandfather took me to touch those classics. None of those snake sloughs had the texture of this one."

She put the snake slough on her right palm again, and then rubbed it gently with her left hand. Suddenly she screamed again. Her left hand finger, which had no wounds, actually oozed blood.

That blood touched the snake slough, and characters actually appeared on the snake slough. Xia De was not surprised at all. Long-haired Luweiya specially took Miss Reinhardt here to find this snake slough, definitely not because she was also interested in snake slough documents. This snake slough must have a connection with the story of the "chosen one of fate."

【Name: Claire Reinhardt】

【Level: Ring Ringed Ringed Shushi (11 rings) / Witch (11th tier)】

【Fortune: ↓↓】

【Story Character: Secondary Supporting Role】

【Personal Story Main Line: After being away from your hometown for many years, you received a letter from your grandfather and were invited to return to your hometown to participate in the "All-Souls Festival" celebration, but you were accidentally involved in the threats of magic swords, cults, and unknown enemies after returning home. The road ahead is unknown, but you, who have a strong backing and local roots, are not in a hurry to make a decision at this moment.】

All three people saw these letters written in Karsenrik clearly, and Miss Larson was very worried:

"Teacher, your fortune is really low. Is the cultist's curse still in effect?"

The witch was a bit angry:

"I am just a secondary supporting role? This island is the hometown of our Fatum people. I am an 11th-tier great witch, and my grandfather is one of the five great elders of the Snow Mountain Assembly. I am just a secondary supporting role?!"

Xia De frowned and looked at the information above:

"It's really interesting. The content shown by this snake skin seems to really point to a grand drama... Give me the snake skin."

Miss Reinhardt handed the snake skin to Xia De. Xia De's mouth still had some blood, and after applying it to this snake slough, nothing happened. He handed the snake slough to Miss Larson again, and the latter touched the snake slough with her own blood. The text on the snake slough did not change either.

"It seems this is one-time."

The witch looked at Xia De quite embarrassedly. After all, this snake slough was taken by Xia De from underwater. But Xia De shook his head indifferently. He was only interested in the content on the snake slough. Combined with the sentences like "character" mentioned by long-haired Luweiya, he probably guessed what this meant:

"If the story or ritual of the chosen one of fate is a drama, then everyone on the island has a corresponding role. Three Angel-level fate relics are manipulating the direction of the story, and this kind of snake skin seems to be able to directly show someone's positioning in the story... Secondary supporting role, so there are at least main supporting roles. Will the protagonist be..."

Although there were more doubts in his heart, the story of fate showed clues, which looked quite interesting:

"If everything on the island is a story that is opening, then what is this snake slough? Narrator? Or performance staff list?"

"Meow!"

The cat tried to fiddle with the snake slough, so Xia De hurriedly let Miss Larson return the snake slough to Miss Reinhardt:

"You keep this first. Regarding its origin, I will ask my friends. I have many knowledgeable friends, and you also confirm with Elder Harald and the others whether there are records about it in the tribe. But in any case, this snake slough with miracle elements must be related to the chosen one."

"I understand, I just didn't expect the story of the ninth one to happen in my hometown."

She looked up at the snow mountain with some worry:

"At the end of the story of the chosen one this time, the snow mountain shouldn't have any problems, right... Mr. Watson, perhaps this snake slough should be used by you. Compared to a 'secondary supporting role' like me, someone like you who has a mysterious origin and is very capable will probably be a more important role, right?"

Xia De shook his head with a smile. He actually understood long-haired Luweiya's feelings a bit:

"No, I am not an important role; I am just a viewer."

The loud whistle sounded from the cedar forest, and then the snow eagle raised by Kyle-Todd Town descended from the sky.

Miss Reinhardt wrote the intelligence about the cultists and the matter of the snake slough on a piece of paper, and tied the paper to the claws of the snow eagle, letting it go to the town to report the news first. Then the three people dealt with the battle traces around, and left here together to report the news in the nearby village:

"Let the people in the village also be vigilant about the strangers who have come to this area recently. Since the archbishop of the 【Bad Luck Sect】 has already come, the main force of the sect should also have arrived on this island now."

The news that the spring was successfully purified soon spread throughout the village as the three returned to the village. The old priest in Geiranger village set off immediately to check the situation, and the village chief warmly treated the three to dinner in the village.

During the meal, Xia De mentioned the topic of the chosen one of fate again. This time he said the names of the three Angel relics:

"【Puppeteer's Script】, 【Prophecy Spinning Wheel】, and 【Crossroads Kaleidoscope】. After I saved you on the sea cliff early Wednesday morning, didn't I say I sensed the power of three fate-type relics?"

The fried fish was quite crispy, but Little Mia didn't like to eat this thing, so Xia De provided it with the food he carried with him:

"I now have sufficient reason to believe that the three relics at that time were likely these three."

"Are they all Angel-level? I only heard about 【Puppeteer's Script】 in the Council before."

Miss Reinhardt had not been in contact with this kind of relic, so Xia De simply said part of the information about 【Prophecy Spinning Wheel】 mentioned by Luweiya last night:

"The pages of 【Puppeteer's Script】 once appeared in large numbers in the hands of the 【Blood Spirit School】; 【Prophecy Spinning Wheel】 is likely in the hands of the 【Bad Luck Sect】. The events of the past two days are enough to prove this point.

Therefore, 【Crossroads Kaleidoscope】, whose information we have not yet known, should belong to some neutral force, or even belong to a kind force."

"Why?"

The young white-haired girl asked, and Miss Reinhardt explained to her apprentice:

"Because only in this way can a situation of three-party wrestling be formed. I know that the interests of cultists and illegal ring sorcerer organizations are also inconsistent, but if the outline of a story is completed by three forces with low morality, then this story will appear very boring."

(End of chapter)