Chapter 403

Although the professor spoke very vaguely, Xia De still understood. Dac Nisi actually attended this banquet. He handed that report letter to the Church of Nature, and the church searched for people in the whole city, which was naturally more convenient than Xia De. It was indeed possible that they touched Dac Nisi's location.

It was just listening to the professors' meaning, the Church of Nature didn't even share the information provided by the "God Summoner" with other churches.

Professor Sanchez hummed:

"It is very likely, but this shows that the second chosen one is not a Ringed Shushi of the church camp."

"It certainly won't be someone from the church. After all, judging from the news shared by the Zalas School of Sorcery, the 【Whispering Poem】 records that the second chosen one has a demon on him."

Professor Mafaer said.

Mentioning demons, Xia De first thought of Doctor Shi Nai De. But the doctor had always been in Tobesk, so the mouth under the red glove Xia De saw last time might also be a kind of demon.

"Yes, a symbiotic form, an extremely rare demon. The three major academies have studied similar creatures, and this is a terrible thing left over from the Third Era."

Professor Mafaer clicked his tongue. Xia De could almost imagine the expression on his face when he frowned and said this with a distressed look.

Now in the Sixth Era, it is the era of steam civilization and Ringed Shushi. The Fifth Era belonged to the witches, and the Fourth Era was the era of dark turmoil.

The Third Era was in the more distant past. Saint Byrons didn't even open the materials of that period to low-ring sorcerers at all. And on the notebook Miss Feilian gave Xia De, once it mentioned things from the Fourth Era and the more distant past, the subsequent content would all become blank. These blanks accounted for three-quarters of all the blanks in the notebook.

Xia De only heard about the Third Era from Miss Miss Jia Lin Na. At that time, the witch's description was "In the Third Era, alien races and humans coexisted, but the terrible and strange humanoid creatures at that time occupied most of the material world. They were evil spirits born in whispers. Humans and other normal lives lived in a corner, protecting each other."

Thinking about it this way, the "demon" mentioned by the demon scholar encountered not long ago and the demon on Doctor Shi Nai De might also be terrible evil spirits left over from the Third Era, rather than a simple demon race.

"Regarding the Third Era, the Academy and the Church have always been very cautious. Let's wait outside. When the blockade of the manor is opened, I want to see what kind of person the so-called chosen one is... I hope the church won't make mistakes again like in Tobesk this time. If they can't stop the Sea Sending-Back ritual, the entire Lengshuigang will become history."

Then came the sound of the two professors getting up and leaving. Xia De sat there without moving, looking at the drink in front of him and frowning:

"Afuluola Mansion manor... now the church people are there, the Scarlet Secret Sect people are there, Dac Nisi is there, the great witch is there, and Lei Qianya is there..."

Xia De thought about it, pressed a 1-penny tip under the cup, and hurriedly broke into the night rain.

The Afuluola manor is located at the end of the seaside street. Although there are fences and walls outside the manor, there are no walls blocking the beach behind the manor.

Among the Five Gods Churches, the Church of Nature is responsible for this area. The Ringed Shushi of the church, like the two professors, were waiting for news outside the manor. The local police of Lengshuigang were responsible for preventing people from approaching the manor.

Xia De didn't break through from the front taking advantage of the blurred vision caused by the rainy night, but first jumped into the sea, and then swam from the bottom of the sea to the coast behind the Afuluola manor.

When a wave hit the coast and then the seawater receded, what remained on the beach was not only shells and seaweed, but also the outsider lying on the beach.

It is not yet dawn, and the visibility is not high. He lay there motionless, quietly listening to the sound of rain and the rumbling sound of the tide, and after confirming that there was no one nearby, he crawled forward. But after crawling for a while, he found that there was still no one around, so he stood up again and ran forward, bending over.

Later, he found that the rain was really too heavy, and no one could see him even if he ran, so he strode forward.

Observing cautiously while running, although washed by the heavy rain, the beach was not clean. Xia De's eyes could capture large areas of black traces. After taking a look with 【Echo of Blood】, red halos lit up at the black traces, which represented fresh bloodstains.

I don't know what happened here in the first half of the night.

After crossing the beach and approaching the manor's rear garden paved with floor tiles, he finally saw teams of police wearing black waterproof cloaks and holding kerosene lamps patrolling.

Their blockade was very tight, but in front of Xia De, who had the ability of space jumping, this tightness was obviously not enough. He walked through the grass in the garden, and when he finally approached the manor mansion, when Xia De crossed a certain invisible boundary, a wonderful feeling welled up in his heart.

He was startled and found that he should have appeared in front of his field of vision, but the reality was that his body didn't move.

The rainwater was falling normally in front and behind, and the wonderful feeling just now didn't seem like space movement, but purely Xia De taking a step forward, and then stepping to his own back.

"Space dislocation phenomenon?"

Xia De, who knew more space knowledge, frowned and thought. The current encounter should be the power of the relic 【No Entry Sign】 mentioned by Professor Sanchez.

And considering that this can also be counted as a kind of "lock," Xia De whispered the incantation in the rain, and then stretched his slightly glowing fingers forward.

This time the direction of the finger's movement didn't change. On the contrary, Xia De felt his fingertips touch something cold and exuding chill. Subconsciously squinting his eyes, he then saw the phantom of a wooden board appear in front of his fingers. The wooden board was rectangular, and it was written with handwritten ancient characters:

【No entry here.】

The place where there should have been a signature seemed to have been scratched off by a sharp knife.

He tried to press against the phantom of the wooden board and rotate his fingers. Accompanied by the loss of spirit, his fingers rotated at a micro-speed, the wooden board became more and more transparent, and the feeling of "picking the lock" was also accumulating bit by bit.

It was just that he could estimate that according to the current progress, even if he exhausted the spirit in his body, he wouldn't want to open it completely.

"In that case... Space Stability Halo!"

Space dislocation can also be counted as an abnormal space phenomenon, and with the invisible ripples under Xia De's feet spreading toward the surroundings, his fingers rotated again.

After reaching a certain limit, the state of picking the lock was infinitely close to "open," but it didn't open this conceptual lock completely.

Xia De was not panicked either, squinting his eyes and looking intently at the front he couldn't reach. Then his body disappeared in the distance and appeared twenty steps ahead.

He successfully entered the area that should have been inaccessible.

"Sure enough, it works!"

He revealed a smile in the night rain, and to use an inappropriate metaphor, Xia De's move just now was like Little Mia at home. Although he couldn't push the door open completely, he could find a way to create a crack in the door. As long as the crack was large enough, he could forcibly "squeeze" in.

It's just that Little Mia relied on her soft body, while Xia De relied on the power of space.

He could enter this way, and he could also go out. It's just that in this way, it would be impossible to take Lei Qianya away.

"Find her first."

Thinking in his heart, Xia De touched the wall of the manor mansion in the night rain. Walking half a circle along the wall, estimating that he had reached the room used by the servants, he pushed open the window and climbed in carefully.

There was no one in the room. Xia De restored the handbag doll in his pocket to its normal size, wiped the water off his body, and changed into clean clothes, only then did he push the door open and walk out carefully.

The corridor was quiet. Although the gas lamp was bright with dim yellow light, it looked somewhat inexplicably chilling. Observing with 【Echo of Blood】, there were also traces of fresh blood left after being wiped on the floor. Although the amount was not large, it still made Xia De very worried.

He hoped to meet the servants of the manor, pretend to be a lost guest, and ask about the situation here. But until he walked out of the corridor and came to the huge entrance hall on the first floor of the manor, he still didn't see anyone.

The floor was covered with a red carpet, and the crystal chandelier on the top made the place look magnificent. The metal stair railing and the picture frame on the wall seemed to be shining. In the middle of the stairs facing the two magnificent golden gates of the manor, a huge oil painting was hung. The lady on the oil painting was not one of the ancestors of the Afuluola family, but a lady with long brown hair that felt naturally curly.

In the Delarion language, brown and brown are not the same color. The former is deeper, while the latter is close to yellow. For example, the hair color of Luweiya and Yiluna is brown.

The lady on the oil painting sat behind the desk, looking seriously at the outside of the screen, and the background of the oil painting was a blurred bookshelf depicted in dark tones. She wore an anchor-style sapphire hair accessory on her hair, her facial features were extremely three-dimensional, and her eyebrows were very long and thin, making her eyes look unusually energetic.

She was not wearing a one-piece formal long dress, but a white lady's shirt and a black long skirt.

This is the great witch of the Witch Council, Xiwei Afuluola. Although Miss Miss Jia Lin Na said she was almost thirty years old, she looked only twenty-five or twenty-six, about the same as Miss Miss Jia Lin Na.

Looking at the oil painting, one couldn't see the unique temperament belonging to a witch, but Xia De could already feel the peculiar beauty that surpassed ordinary people. If Miss Miss Jia Lin Na is a mature and stable upper-class noble woman, then this Xiwei Afuluola is a heroic and spirited lady, even one who makes people dare not look directly at her.

Xia De stopped, reached out to touch the badge inside his shirt on his chest. He felt the badge hanging there was slightly heating up. The witch was obviously upstairs.