Chapter 725: Dialogue of the Chosen One

"Humph~"

Xia De exhaled from his nose, as if laughing, and as if sighing.

"I want to ask a very boring question. After returning to Midhillburg, have you ever dreamed of her?"

Mr. Barton nodded:

"Of course, countless times... I dreamed of her standing on a dark and quiet water surface with countless white shadows. Those shadows kept moving away, only she turned around and waved goodbye to me. I wanted to hold her, but every time I woke up when I tried to step into that water area. Perhaps God is really reminding me of some things, but I still don't understand."

Xia De lowered his head slightly to look at his cat to prevent his expression from being seen by the other party. The water area that Mr. Barton dreamed of sounded like the beach of true death. If he really stepped into the water, he should be truly dead. After all, even Xia De didn't dare to do that. Even if he was the Chosen One, even if Xia De could barely be considered a low-quality version of a "demigod" water-goods, he couldn't defy the most basic rules of the world.

However, looking at it this way, Mr. Barton really had amazing talent. Just relying on strong longing and attachment, he could actually "glimpse death." You know, he was only at the First Ring.

"If possible, I really hope to see her again."

This middle-aged man, who looked like a weird child, sighed long.

"The living and the dead are different."

Xia De raised his eyebrows:

"Let the one who left, leave."

Mr. Barton smiled and didn't continue this topic:

"Well said, but people always have to have dreams, and we have to look forward. Mr. Watson, you came to me three times in a row, isn't what you are seeking the future?"

"Of course."

Xia De nodded, but didn't speak again, because Mr. Barton was looking at Xia De with a serious face, no longer the ease when telling stories just now:

"Mr. Watson, you came this time, I'm afraid it's not just to continue fortune-telling for your pet cat Sherlock, right? Listening to stories shouldn't be your original intention either."

Xia De wasn't surprised at all that the other party could see this:

"Yes, I mainly want to ask you some questions to determine what to do next."

Joey Barton narrowed his eyes slightly. Because of the swelling of his head, his eyes were not big, and at this moment they were close to slits:

"Are you also a Ringed Shushi?"

"Yes."

Xia De didn't hide it.

"A person from the Five Gods Church?"

"Why don't we answer each other's questions? Mr. Barton, are you a member of the Truth Society?"

Joey Barton clearly didn't expect Xia De to mention this, but hesitated for a moment before giving an answer:

"No, I can only be considered their test subject, or an external member."

"I don't belong to the Five Gods Church either. I'm just a foreigner who occasionally came to this city and happened to hear about your affairs."

"Foreigner..."

Xia De sat upright:

"No matter who I am, at least you should understand that I have no malice towards you. Otherwise, the Five Gods Church, which has been searching for the 【Truth Society】 in the city recently, would be the one appearing here. Mr. Barton, do you know the reason why the 【Truth Society】 sent people to this city? Oh, no need to answer, please listen to me."

Xia De stretched out a finger:

"First of all, you probably know that they have ideas about the Rift, but whether they want to do experiments or just create chaos to retaliate against the Five Gods Church, those are all appearances covering up the real purpose. They are actually looking for someone. A special person, a person chosen by fate who possesses a unique talent for death."

"Chosen by fate..."

Mr. Barton frowned suspiciously:

"Mr. Watson, you aren't trying to tell me a fairy tale, are you?"

It was indeed difficult to believe such things immediately. At that time, Luweiya spent a lot of effort to make Iluna believe:

"Don't you feel that you are very special?"

"If you are referring to this damn disease, of course I am special."

Mr. Barton relaxed slightly and leaned back on the sofa:

"Everyone who thinks they are special will be taught a lesson by reality after growing up. I understood this point a long time ago."

Xia De laughed:

"No, no, I mean your Ringed Shushi talent. Think about it, Mr. Barton, the 'other self' of a Ringed Shushi will have special power, but what is your special power? Have you ever thought about what kind of power you hold in your hands?"

Xia De continued to ask.

From the surface, Joey Barton's special power is seeing through death. But from the performance of Iluna and Dac Nisi, his talent is definitely not just that simple.

"For example, my special talent is being very sensitive to fate. Then what about you, Mr. Barton, is it just seeing through death?"

"I..."

Mr. Barton was indeed hesitant. He looked at his hands suspiciously:

"Indeed... there is another, abnormal, talent. I have never mentioned this to anyone."

Xia De revealed a smile:

"I can tell. Although you are not a good person in the strict sense, at least you are kind-hearted and can't stand the practices of that group of lunatics in the Truth Society. Sorry, maybe I shouldn't use the term lunatics."

"It doesn't matter, I know them better than you and know how crazy they are."

Mr. Barton shook his head.

"Mr. Barton, do you know about the things that happened in Tobesk City and Cold Water Port this summer and late summer?"

Xia De mentioned this matter again, and the cat in his arms moved slowly.

"Of course I know. The Thirteen-Ringed Shushi 'God Caller' confronted the descending evil god head-on and defeated the Scarlet Secret Sect with the Church in Cold Water Port. This is something everyone knows."

"Similar things are probably happening here too."

"You mean the God Caller..."

Mr. Barton asked inquiringly, and Xia De immediately shook his head:

"I mean a major event that is enough to stir up the entire material world is about to happen here. Then what is the reason? Sir, the epic of the Sixth Era has already opened its curtain, and some special people are destined to be the protagonists."

Mr. Barton pursed his thick lips, then shook his head slowly:

"Mr. Watson, compared to me, you are actually more like the protagonist. Do you know? I have observed the fate of more than four-digit people, but you are the most unique one. A person outside of fate, right?"

"Yes."

Xia De nodded:

"I have a very powerful fortune-teller friend who once clearly said that precisely because I am outside of fate, I will absolutely not play any important role on that unpredictable stage of fate. In this epic that has already begun, there will be no place for me."

The smile on Mr. Barton's face disappeared, and Xia De continued:

"Whoever is there, it's impossible for me to be there. And now, a person like me has appeared in front of you."

Perhaps these words Luweiya said to Xia De had some profound meaning for fortune-tellers. Mr. Barton was frowning tightly at this moment, as if thinking of something.

Xia De knew that his rhetoric had worked:

"I came here not with any definite purpose. I just want to say that compared to working with the 【Truth Society】, you should actually go to rely on the Five Gods Church. And I want to maintain a cooperative relationship with you."

Xia De said softly, not disturbing the other party's thinking:

"Joey Barton, you can question everything I said today, but you should also understand yourself, you..."

Dong dong dong~

The sudden knocking on the door interrupted Xia De's words and also brought the child-like middle-aged man who was thinking back to his senses.

He turned his head to look at the door, signaled Xia De to be quiet, and then stood up with difficulty to open the door. To ensure the privacy of guests, the soundproofing of this room was quite good.

Passing by the door, he picked open the shading cloth on the birdcage again, but that crow was still shrinking in the corner of the cage, and didn't know what it was afraid of.

Outside the door was an old gentleman wearing a black formal suit, and there was a red halo on his body, clearly just having been stained with very thick blood.

【Ringed Shushi, High-Ring.】

Seeing him, Mr. Barton was startled, then nodded respectfully:

"Professor Magis, why are you here?"

Xia De raised his eyebrows.

"Barton, some things need your help."

That old gentleman was clearly not a Delarion person, and his common language was very clumsy.

He stretched his head to look inside the room and saw the side profile of Xia De sitting on the sofa holding a cat:

"Let your guest leave first."

"But..."

Mr. Barton clearly thought this was very impolite, but didn't dare to refute.

"Mr. Barton, if you have something to do, please go ahead. Let's stop the fortune-telling today. Can I come again tomorrow? It won't take long, but regarding death, no one will not care."

Xia De, who was on the sofa, said. He didn't stand up, not wanting to let the "Professor Magis" at the door see his figure.

"I'm really sorry today, Mr. Watson, then see you tomorrow."

Joey Barton apologized very sincerely, and then under the urging of that Professor Magis, left with him from the back door of this house.

Xia De was sent out from the front door by the servant and returned to the street of Pig Tail Alley.

On both sides were towering apartment buildings. After the yellow paint faded, it revealed an earthy yellow color. Weeds and filth coexisted in the corners of the walls, gravel was everywhere on the street, and gas pipes were looming in the thick fog. Clearly it was still afternoon, but the fog was so thick that one couldn't see any trace of the sun.

This fog, I don't know when it will end.

The Outlander lowered his head to look at the sleepy Mia:

"The people from the 【Truth Society】 took Joey Barton away. What could it be?"

【Then, do you want to chase after them?】

"She" chuckled, and this question was very familiar.

Xia De smiled and reached into his pocket for the witch's ring:

"Let's chase after them and see. If there is danger, I will retreat."

After all, he was still carrying little Mia, so Xia De wouldn't do any risky behavior. But under these circumstances, he couldn't ignore his curiosity.

Sighing, in the blink of an eye, 【Echo of Blood】 had been activated. Holding the cat in one hand and putting the other hand in his pocket, Xia De walked towards the depths of the thick fog:

"There are too many things for me, the audience under this stage, to do." ===== CHAPTER 726 =====

Xia De smiled and reached for the witch's ring in his pocket:

"Let's chase after them and see. If there's danger, I'll retreat."

After all, he was still carrying Little Mia, so Xia De would not do anything risky. But in this situation, it was impossible for him not to care about his own curiosity.

Sighing, in the blink of an eye, 【Blood Echo】 was activated. Holding the cat in one hand and his other hand tucked into his pocket, Xia De walked toward the depths of the thick fog:

"There is simply too much for an audience member beneath this stage to do."