Chapter 984

As soon as Xia De's voice fell, not only Miss Theresa, but even the six maid ladies and Miss Violet were frightened. The Witch Empress immediately reached out her hand to cover Xia De's mouth, then looked at the tower very uneasily, and only after confirming that no other abnormal situation had occurred did she lower her voice and scold:

"Xia De, such words cannot be spoken casually. Even if you do not believe in this Great One, you must still revere the gods."

Because gods truly existed in this world and there were miracles in the true sense, the reverence for gods by the people of this world was innate and from the heart, rather than something cheated out over the years by charlatans and liars.

Xia De also knew that such words could not be spoken casually, but he believed that his worry was by no means unreasonable:

"Still, let's bring this sword."

He still did not put down the weapon:

"The situation of the third trial is still unknown. I see that the god residing in the tower should not mind me bringing this."

Miss Violet frowned her beautiful brows and looked at Xia De:

"Sir, you must promise me that under no circumstances can you use this weapon."

"What do you think I would do?"

Xia De knew she had misunderstood; this lady probably thought he was a lunatic:

"Let Miss Theresa hold it."

He stuffed the sword to the tenth-tier witch of Schluch Lake, and the latter looked at the Witch Empress with some unease. Only after seeing the latter nod did she grip the sword tightly and say very nervously:

"Mr. Hamilton, unless necessary, I will not hand this sword back to you."

It seemed she also misunderstood Xia De's thoughts.

In short, there was not much time left, and Xia De did not have time to explain the reason for his abrupt statement just now. He made a gesture of invitation and then pushed open the door of the Obsidian Tower.

The six maid ladies wearing black and white maid dresses subconsciously dodged toward the edge of the safe area. Miss Theresa breathed heavily to adjust her mood, and only Miss Violet's expression remained as usual.

She watched the breeze blowing from inside the tower, which left the first trace on Xia De's cheek. Watching the chapped skin like the embers of golden flames, it continued to spread across his whole body as Xia De entered the tower, until the swaying of his clothes caused the spark-like golden light marks to drift away.

"It's a pity that he cannot stay."

Miss Violet threw her hat to the maid and pushed Miss Theresa, who was clearly still a bit afraid, to follow:

"After all, he is not a man of this time... Just how far into the future does he come from... If..."

Having had the experience of the previous two times, this time it was still Xia De walking in the front, Miss Theresa holding the 【Night Watcher】 almost pressed against Xia De's back, and Miss Violet walking at the end.

The first floor of the tower was a calm lake surface wreathed in water vapor. The clear lake surface was as flat as a mirror under the action of a light source from nowhere, but this instead made it hard for people to imagine whether there was a bottomless abyss under their feet.

To go from the first floor to the second floor, one had to pass through invisible stairs that only appeared when touched. Fortunately, the positions of these stairs would not change, and relying on excellent memory, going upstairs this time was much faster than the last time.

The second floor of the tower was a terrain of half river beach and half stream. Last time, after Xia De threw three papers into the water, the god "rose" directly from the lake. And this time, after arriving at the second floor, the stream was murmuring, and the stones on the lakeside beach were exactly the same as the last time, but there were no stairs leading to the next floor here.

"Do we still need to find a way upstairs ourselves?"

Miss Violet asked cautiously. Miss Theresa's face was a bit pale, but this time the god was on a higher floor, so she did not need extra support at this time.

"Last time we threw something into the stream, and the god appeared. Does it need to be done this time too?"

Xia De guessed, while searching through the toys in his pocket. This time, before setting off, he had prepared quite a few books in advance, and finally found "The Art of Mathematics," which was an introductory mathematics textbook from the steam era of the Sixth Era.

Squatting by the stream, he carefully placed the book into the flowing water. The cold, clear stream water soaked his fingers, but the thick, lead-printed mathematics textbook did not sink into the water.

Xia De stood up and retreated quickly, watching with the two ladies as the book drifted to the distance of the stream. Although the area of the second floor of the tower was much larger than it looked from the outside, there was ultimately a limit. At the same time as the book drifted to the end of the stream, ripples appeared on the surface of the crystal-clear stream. The slender stream of water swallowed the book, and then the water flow seemed to be connected by a paintbrush, drifting upward from the stream, accurately outlining a water staircase in the air, extending to a place high in the sky that could not be seen:

"It really is like this."

Xia De heaved a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that the gods and angels related to the Old God 【Secret Keeper】 seemed to like such plots that were like fairy tales.

There was not much time left, and he was just about to be the first to walk onto the stream to explore the path, but a hand behind him pressed on his shoulder.

Turning his head, Miss Violet's dark golden eyes were looking at him:

"There is no time for small talk next, so I want to ask you now: after this trial ends, you shouldn't be coming back, right?"

Miss Theresa, who was wearing glasses on the side, opened her mouth but said nothing.

Xia De nodded:

"Yes... Miss Violet, Miss Theresa, it is a pleasure to know you."

"Although I guessed it would be like this, it is really a disappointment. Since I was promoted to the thirteenth tier, this is the first time I have seen a treasure I like slip through my fingers."

The Witch Empress said with quite a bit of regret, and then reached out unceremoniously to touch Xia De's face. Only after Xia De dodged to the side but failed did she move her hand away:

"If there is time, I really want to taste you. This is not just because you are a man that a witch can come into contact with; I have taken a fancy to both your soul and body at the same time. You have this honor."

Beautiful eyes looked at Xia De, and Xia De did not know what to say. The characters of the Witch Empresses were indeed as he had expected.

Miss Theresa pulled Miss Violet's sleeve with a blushing face, but the latter did not care at all:

"Schultz, oh Schultz, if you want something, you have to say it out loud, especially for a thirteenth-tier witch like me. There is no need to hide your thoughts; that would only make me look ridiculous."

She was still educating her distant niece, and it seemed that the relationship between the two was usually quite good:

"His time is short. After accompanying us to see the god this time, I am afraid there will be no time to return to chat outside the tower. Schultz, do you have anything to say? You can treat this as a farewell."

The bespectacled witch looked at Xia De hesitantly, her face slightly red:

"Thank you for your help. I... hope you will never forget us."

Miss Violet smiled and shook her head:

"Let's go, Xia De, go face the final trial. Although this is a final farewell, I will remember you."

She did not seem to be joking. When speaking of parting, there was no regret on her face, only melancholy:

"Yes, I will definitely remember you."

Both high-tier witches also had the ability to walk on water. Under Xia De's lead, the group of three crossed the stream and walked onto the stairs constructed of stream water. After walking quickly up 23 steps, the clouds covering the sky suddenly dispersed, revealing the door at the end of the stream water staircase.

"Finally..."

That was a water curtain door, very similar to the door Xia De saw when he visited the Goddess of the Lake for the last time with Professor Drake.

However, this time he lifted the silk-like water curtain with his hand. And after arriving at the third floor, the third floor of the tower was not an unimaginable magical environment.

Behind the door was calm lake water, and in the center of the lake was a lake island the size of Xia De's bedroom. The sky was shrouded in gray fog, making the distance between the sky and the water look particularly close. The natural light source was still dim, not like daytime and not like the alternation of day and night, but rather like the light of the smoggy weather that often appeared in Tobesk City. It was low and gloomy, making people's moods subconsciously become heavy.

"Another lake island?"

The gods, angels, and relics related to the 【Secret Keeper】 all liked scenes like lake islands. And the familiar scene once again made Xia De weigh the possibility that the third trial was "defeat me."

The area of the lake island was very small, and the area of this gloomy lake was also not large. The lake island was not far from that water curtain door, and because the area of the island was very small, Xia De could see its full picture at a glance.

The island was not bare; lush green grass covered the ground, and in the center of the island stood a small wooden house. On the side of the wooden house, a chicken coop and a vegetable garden were fenced off, and behind the wooden house was a towering tree of an unknown species, whose canopy covered most of the island. Considering the small area of the island, the wooden house itself only occupied the size of Xia De's cloakroom, about the same as a small house where a forest ranger or hunter lived temporarily in the forest.

Xia De walked in the front, and Miss Violet supported Miss Theresa walking in the back. At the same time as the three landed on the island from the direction facing the wooden house door, that wooden door, which looked like even Little Mia could charge and knock open, was pushed open, and the god exuding a soft light walked out from it.

The image manifested by the god was still that lady with golden hair and black eyes. She wore a scholar's robe that was not gorgeous and a pointed hat. Only the glasses looked a bit special; the lens on the left was in the shape of a five-pointed star, and the lens on the right was in the shape of an equilateral triangle.

In this gloomy and oppressive environment, the soft light on the god's body could make people's spirits relax, at least that was what Xia De thought. But the appearance of the god meant that its existence itself began to spontaneously affect the environment. Miss Theresa behind him had already pressed all her weight onto Miss Violet, and although the thirteenth-tier Great Witch was also not having an easy time, she could barely hold on.

She just felt that her distant niece was so worrying; young girls were always immature.