Chapter 3968

At the same time, on the first floor of No. 6 St. Deran Square, Ajielina, who rarely had this kind of experience of sleeping in a room with so many people except for the last year-end festival, no longer felt fear and discomfort.

Although she slept on a single bed, Tifa's bed was on the side; although Little Mia did not stay beside her pillow, the cat was also lying in the cat nest on the cabinet not far away at this time.

The little princess was very satisfied with this safe sleeping environment. After patting the pillow soft and just wanting to get into the quilt, she heard the sound coming from above.

Princess Lei Qianya seemed to be laughing, Luweiya called out softly, and Miss Jia Lin Na made a somewhat rippling sound.

Ajielina then drilled into the quilt with a red face and turned to look at Tifa, who was also lying down because she was not on night duty tonight. This room was the master bedroom on the first floor. Because the first floor was not divided into two suites, the master bedroom was very large. There were eight people living here tonight, not including Little Mia, and the little princess could hear everyone's breathing.

Only then did she suddenly realize that since she could hear the sound when she lived in the side bedroom in the past, she would likely be able to hear the sound downstairs too.

"Are you like this every time?"

She asked in a low voice embarrassedly, and Tifa turned to look at the little princess. Ajielina rarely saw Tifa wearing a nightgown, and this dress highlighted her figure even more:

"Yes, Your Highness. After all, if the ladies need us at night, we must be able to hear the sound at any time. Although there are maids on night duty, we also need to know what happened."

"Need you?"

Ajielina didn't know what she thought of, her face became even redder, and Tifa smiled:

"Serving water, or sending some other things. Sometimes they might want to eat some midnight snacks, and in very few cases, they also let us go to help some ladies wash up, but most of the time he is always very considerate and won't do very... rude things."

Ajielina pursed her lips and nodded, not looking at Tifa, her eyes staring straight at the ceiling. For a while, nobody spoke here, but the little princess knew that everyone was listening to the sound above.

The legs wrapped in the nightgown in the quilt rubbed against each other. Although she had heard similar sounds before, Ajielina's position at this moment happened to be directly below the room on the second floor.

Her imagination and composition sense were very strong, and she could even guess through the rhythmic sound at this moment that it was probably the great-aunt riding a horse, and among her own sister and Luweiya, one of them should be kissing Xia De, and the third person should be... Thinking of what was happening directly above her less than five meters away, imagining what she would see if that floor and bed board disappeared, Ajielina's breathing suddenly became much faster.

Her body temperature rose slightly, and her heartbeat was also accelerating. Stimulation, sadness, excitement, regret, various complex and strange emotions intertwined at this moment, until "another me" in her ears said softly:

【Ajielina, the chaotic heart has erupted with more extreme and twisted colors.】

【You have obtained the Strange Art - Chaotic Heart Sound: Sense the vague thoughts in the heart of any object whose general position can be captured by you, and can use your own emotions to distort the other party's thoughts, making them converge with your thoughts. Corresponds to the 【Light of Heart】 Spirit Rune.】

Ajielina knew that she would sometimes inexplicably obtain some strange powers, especially when her thoughts were extremely contradictory. So she didn't think much about this, and didn't dare to directly sense the thoughts of the people on the second floor, because this would likely be discovered directly.

But after she obtained the new power, she clearly felt vaguely that the vague emotional fragments emitted by the maid chief with a very good figure not far from her were actually somewhat similar to her own.

Even hotter and more indescribable than her own.

Wednesday night passed safely like this, and Thursday was the last day of this month. Early this morning, finally nobody came to No. 6 St. Deran Square through the morning mist, which even made Xia De feel a bit disappointed when he went downstairs to get goat milk.

The bed in the master bedroom on the second floor, which carried many memories of everyone, finally proved its durability, and it did not sacrifice itself on the eve of the end of its duty.

And at the breakfast table, the refreshed Princess Lei Qianya and the lazy-looking Luweiya seriously discussed the family topic of "Xia De is already very tired during the day, shouldn't we not let him be so tired at night."

Miss Jia Lin Na, who looked very moisturized, pointed out:

"You are just saying sarcastic things because you can't come over often, right? I bet Dorothy is complaining about you right now."

She was right, Miss Writer really didn't like this topic.

After breakfast, Xia De went to visit Priest Augustus at Dawn Square as planned.

The air quality problem in Tobesk this spring had reached the most serious level since the Outsider came to this world. This morning was even more so, and Xia De, who got off the carriage, couldn't help but cough a few times.

Priest Augustus generally lived in the church. Of course, he wouldn't go out early in the morning. Seeing Xia De come, he enthusiastically asked if he had eaten breakfast, and only then left the church with Xia De to go to his "Potion Workshop" not far from the church.

The priest originally thought Xia De was here to check the "Devil's Blood" again. After Xia De explained his true intention, which was wanting to know the research of the ancient Death God sect on "Life Sparks," the old priest sat on a high stool beside the test bench, squinted his eyes, and nodded:

"You mentioned sparks on Saturday. At that time, I really didn't know anything. But in the few days since I came back, some information fragments buried in the angel's memory have constantly appeared. I originally thought about waiting for the information to be complete before telling you."

He looked at Xia De:

"Life sparks are indeed not a concept that appeared in modern times, and they are not a concept that appeared because of calamity. Your previous understanding was very correct. Normal life can exist without sparks, life is life.

But in that ancient era when creating life, the God of Creation 【Twilight Creator】 endowed 'life' with the form of a spark, which is to concretize the concept of life. This is the original and oldest 'life spark,' which is the manifestation of the power of the great Creator. Of course, the spark here is normal."

Xia De nodded:

"This is completely in line with my expectations."

"Mortals cannot create sparks out of thin air. And after the ancient gods left, from the end of the First Era to the beginning of the Second Era, mortals observed that some strange life forms possessed sparks, rather than life itself.

This is the initial manifestation of the calamity of creation, and this calamity manifested faster and more frequently than other types of calamity. At that time, the 【Creator Church】 and the 【Death Sect】 both created a batch of containers to accommodate these life forces that should not have appeared.

The former's containers were some special eyes. The compatibility between eyes and sparks is very high. You can experience this yourself through the pattern of the ancient god's holy emblem; as for the latter, that is, the people who believe that life will inevitably face death, the containers they manufactured were glasses. They didn't want to store those abnormal sparks in biological organs."

"Glasses..."

"How the believers of the God of Creation dealt with those sparks, this is not something I can know, but the technology of manufacturing eye containers is probably passed down all along; as for the believers of death, after spending several millennia, besides possessing containers to accommodate twisted life sparks, they finally found a way to safely extinguish sparks."

Xia De immediately concentrated. He could only accommodate sparks, and he did not have the ability to safely extinguish them.

The priest said the answer:

"Styx water."

Xia De had heard of this in the market of the "Black Fog Camp" (Chapter 1760):

"Priest, are you talking about the water in the Styx where souls pass through in true death?"

There is actually nothing in death, but if through special means, it is indeed possible to bring the water there or even the stones on the beach to the material world.

The priest nodded:

"Yes. You cannot bring sparks there, otherwise it will affect the stability of death. You must find a way to bring 'Styx water' out. Manufacturing containers - finding Styx water - extinguishing sparks, this is probably the only way to safely deal with 'twisted life sparks'."

Xia De then displayed the "Source of Fire" he manufactured in the early hours of Monday. When the crimson flame eye floated in Xia De's palm, the priest leaned over to observe carefully, and then said very certainly:

"This should be a 'container' manufactured by the technology of the creation lineage. However, yours is really stable. Did you manufacture this yourself? Generally speaking, the containers of the believers of the God of Creation are relatively unstable, but have extremely strong accommodation, and the container itself can exert the power of the sparks quite well. They tend to accommodate, research, and use; the containers of the believers of the Death God are relatively stable, but the amount of sparks they can accommodate is limited, and they have almost no utilization for the sparks inside. Their containers tend to be long-term accommodation."

Xia De thought of the monocle taken away by the "Thousand-Eye Mage":

"Priest, is there any way to distinguish this kind of spark container manufactured by the believers of the Death God? Do they have any characteristics?"

The priest shook his head:

"The container itself has no characteristics, unless you actively contact the sparks, you cannot determine whether it can accommodate them.

But you don't need those ancient divine art items. This Source of Fire in your hand, in my opinion, is already good enough. And because it uses the technology of the believers of the God of Creation, its accommodation ability is probably close to infinite."

But Xia De still shook his head:

"I suspect that other people are collecting containers. A local neutral organization snatched a monocle, and that neutral organization has a great relationship with the 【Church of Creation】."