Chapter 699: Hero and Sun
Because for most of Wednesday, Xia De spent more than half of his time in bed. This "lazy" life made Xia De think he was influenced by the 【Sloth】 Spirit Rune, but amidst "her" laughter, Xia De thought it was influenced by sexual desire.
"That's not right; I haven't opened the Book of Pink yet."
In short, after ruling out the suspicion of Sister Delyth as the first candidate, the possibility came to Priest Augustus and the First-Ring Shushi Joey Barton.
So early Thursday morning, Xia De set off for Midhillburg. Of course, he brought Mia the cat; after all, he didn't dare to leave this cat alone at home now.
After finding a way to contact Priest Augustus in the Dawn Church, the two asked for a room at the Sikar Hotel.
Subsequently, Xia De used the key of 【Traveler's Travel Door】 to connect his home and Midhillburg again and let Luweiya come to the hotel to observe Priest Augustus carefully.
"What exactly are you doing?"
The old priest was wearing a gray cloth robe, sitting on a chair the whole time, and asked Xia De curiously only after Luweiya left.
"Luweiya's divination ability has improved a lot recently, and she wants to divine for the friends around her."
Xia De explained, and Priest Augustus suddenly realized and didn't think much of it:
"The blood brew you gave me at the Fire Festival banquet, I have already analyzed it. Just like you said, there are only some illegal hallucinogenic drug ingredients."
"The local vampires are really just a group of drug dealers. Then what do they want to do by getting so many relics?"
"Oh, Xia De, there is no time to worry about vampires; the problem of the Interstice is the key."
The priest stood up from the chair and patted Xia De on the shoulder:
"If there is nothing else, I won't eat lunch with you. The church side still needs my help. That large ritual will probably start next week or the week after. After the ritual ends, I can return to Tobesk, probably in time to see you all before winter comes."
After speaking, the priest said goodbye and left, while Xia De stayed in the room. It wasn't until an hour later that he activated the key again to let Luweiya return here.
"The first candidate for the Death Chosen One is not the priest either."
The purple-eyed girl sat on the chair by the door and gave a brief answer:
"But it's very strange that the priest, like Sister Delyth, also has a probability of being a candidate for the Chosen One."
"This is not strange at all."
Xia De shook his head:
"I will go to the witches first in a while to ask about their harvest in exploring the large cavern in the mountain belly, and then take Iluna to visit Joey Barton in the afternoon. We will divine again in the evening. This time, we must figure out the matter of the third Chosen One."
"Then be careful."
When Xia De arrived at Cassandra Auction House, both Grandma Cassandra and Miss Aurora were there. It happened to be lunchtime, so the witches invited Xia De to have lunch together.
During the meal, they also explained their harvest yesterday. Just as Xia De thought, behind the platform on the other side of the large cavern in the mountain belly was the ruin left by the Witch Emperor.
"Violet Marshall, the ruler of Witton, the Witch Emperor at the end of the Fifth Era. But she was not a participant in the final war; strictly speaking, she was the second-to-last generation of Great Witches in the Fifth Era."
The knowledgeable Grandma Cassandra introduced the situation, and Miss Aurora added from the side while holding a teacup:
"This emperor left behind many illusion mechanisms and ritual traps in the mountain belly ruins. It is hard to imagine that two thousand years later, those defensive measures are still effective. Grandma Cassandra and I only found valuable things in the last room. It was that Great Witch's notebook, recording some knowledge of witches and some formulas for interesting alchemical items. In addition, there was a stone tablet that detailed the problem of the mountain-waist passage of the Interstice."
"So, the mountain-waist passage is really at the corresponding position of the Interstice?"
Xia De asked with great anticipation.
"Yes."
The old witch nodded very cautiously:
"The problem of the Interstice cannot be delayed any longer. The church is already preparing for the seals at the foot and summit of the mountain, and the seal at the waist of the mountain must also be reinforced as soon as possible. Xia De, if you decide to go with us, then come here at eight o'clock next Wednesday morning."
One week was for preparation; the witches could not go to seal the passage to the concept of death empty-handed. Moreover, after two earthquakes, the evil spirits in the Interstice were definitely not as weak as when Xia De entered a month ago.
"I will go with you. Don't worry, if there is really danger, I can stay away from the passage."
Xia De promised. It could be seen that Miss Aurora did not want Xia De to go together, but she couldn't think of a reason to persuade him.
"Also, do you know about the four dead people who returned to the world of the living?"
Xia De asked again.
"We know. When the Speaker informed the Five Gods Church that we would assist in sealing the mountain-waist passage, the church passed the information to us. Among the methods to stabilize the Interstice now, pulling out those four nails is just as important as reinforcing the three seals, but neither can completely solve the problem of the Interstice."
But for Midhillburg, delaying the disaster as much as possible was the thing to consider at present.
After lunch, Xia De went to the local Sun Church, found Iluna who had sneaked out, and went to the Crow Club located in Pig Tail Alley together with Iluna.
To prevent Iluna, this Chosen One, from being recognized by others, Xia De borrowed the Keeper-level relic 【Identity Card with Unknown Name】 from Grandma Cassandra again. And this time, Iluna's identity was Agatha Holmes, the fiancée of the writer John Watson. Because Mr. Watson had witnessed Joey Barton's magical abilities last time, he dragged his fiancée to try it out too.
"Speaking of which, why do you look... handsome again?"
This was the question the seventeen-year-old girl suddenly asked when getting off the carriage. It seemed that the Phoenix's flames were really useful.
In short, the two successfully met the "person of reverse growth" Joey Barton in the dim room in the deepest part of the club. This gentleman, who was about 5 feet (about 1.52m) tall with abnormally thick limbs but a thin body, was still dressed in the same way as last week. It was just that the headscarf he wore had changed from brown to black, but Xia De could still tell that he had no hair.
Joey Barton also had an impression of the guest "John Watson" who should have died at the beginning of the year. After exchanging pleasantries, Xia De introduced his fiancée to him.
Iluna, adhering to the principle of saying less to make fewer mistakes, played the role of a quiet and shy girl, so she just nodded and sat beside Xia De.
Mia was still following Xia De at this time, but Xia De was not worried that Mia would expose his identity. After all, Little Mia had no recognizability. Although it was very cute, it was indeed a city-born ginger cat with mixed blood. It was just that Mia was not used to the smell of spices in the room and was full of hostility toward the crow in the cage at the door.
As for that crow, it seemed to be very afraid of Mia. After the two and one cat entered the door, it shrank into the cage without making a sound.
"Mr. Barton, good afternoon. There is no need to divine for me this time. This time, please divine for Agatha, as well as my dear pet cat Sherlock."
Xia De patted the cat's head, and the cat immediately let out a gentle cry. The dim room could not cover the luster of its fur; this cat's nutritional intake was very sufficient.
"No problem, animals can also be divined, but the accuracy is not as good as humans."
Joey Barton clearly didn't want to divine for Xia De again, so he also breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face was much more real.
Just like last time, before formally conducting the death divination, he first used Tarot cards to divine. After Iluna explained the card she wanted to draw, Xia De flipped it open for her. The card face was "Hero."
"A good omen."
The situation from last time didn't happen, and everyone was very happy.
Then it was the ginger cat's turn to draw a card. Xia De was worried that it would make trouble, but when he held the cat and approached the coffee table, the cat just stretched out its small paw and patted the second row of cards. After flipping it open, the card face was "Sun."
Tarot cards were not 108 cards from the beginning. It is said that the initial Tarot cards only had thirteen cards, and "Sun" was one of the initial Tarot cards.
"Mr. Watson, this is also a good omen, representing that your pet cat's vitality is very vigorous and it is very healthy."
Mr. Barton said the polite words of not charging gold pounds and signaled for the people opposite the coffee table to sit down; he was about to formally start the divination.
He still took out the Tarot card that could not see the front to cover his right eye and then looked at Iluna with his left eye. The girl with short brown hair was a bit nervous, her right hand pulling Xia De's sleeve.
After waiting for a few seconds, Mr. Barton put down the card and shook his head with regret:
"Sorry, I can't see it."
Although the tone was a bit confused, it was not as surprised as when he divined for Xia De last week.
"Can't see it?"
"Yes, a very rare situation, but it's not that I haven't encountered it. Just like the diviners of the Diviner Society, it is impossible for them to make accurate prophecies for every matter. Even for me, it is impossible to see the time of death of every person. This is very normal... at least more normal than your situation."
Mr. Barton said, and without giving Xia De a chance to ask, he used the card to cover his eyes again and then looked at the cat held by Xia De.
"Meow?"
Mia squatted on Xia De's lap, and the big, confused eyes also looked at the "child" opposite the coffee table.
After the cat's cry, the room was quiet for a while. Inexplicable inspiration made Xia De understand that something was about to happen—
"Oh!"
Mr. Barton screamed and lowered his head. The card in his hand was casually thrown onto the table. This middle-aged man who looked like a child but was actually over forty years old covered his face with both hands. And Xia De clearly saw blood flowing from between his fingers; his left eye was bleeding.
End of Chapter
