Chapter 735: Heavy Fog in Fort Rice

After returning home that night, although Shade was very tired, he still went to Quill Street, found Dorothy, and asked her to go out for a supper together. Dorothy saw that Shade had a lot to say, so she put on a lady's coat to keep out the cold and followed him out.

There was a restaurant on Quill Street that was about to close. They chose a location against the wall. The gas lamp with a lotus leaf mouth was on the wall above the table. Shade ordered food for the two of them and the cat, and then said sadly:

"Don't wear the red butterfly pendant anymore, let Lesiya don't wear it either."

"Why?"

the blonde asked curiously.

"Because it's very unlucky."

While waiting for the food, Shade briefly talked about the story that lasted from the Fifth Era to the present day. After Dorothy heard this, she covered her mouth and her eyes were slightly red. It was not until the waiter in the restaurant brought fried shrimp balls and butter bread that she calmed down:

"This story is really great. Why would such a thing happen? They are obviously sisters who have agreed to be together forever."

"This is Grace and Helen's choice. We are just bystanders. So, don't wear the red butterfly pendant."

Shade picked up a shrimp ball with a fork and looked at the female writer opposite under the gas lamp:

"Your ending must be better than this. I swear."

After saying that, he took off the food on the fork and handed it to the cat who had been bored in the box all day. The cat picked up the warm food with his two front paws and looked at Shade with some worry. It also saw it. Shade was in a bad mood.

"you are tired?"

Dorothy put the pendant around her waist on the table, then looked at Shade across the table and asked. Shade hesitated for a moment and nodded:

"I have been through so many things, but this is the only one."

"I see."

She leaned forward slightly and grabbed Shade's left hand on the table. She looked at Shade with her green eyes. Shade could see that strong soul.

"Although I don't know what you are doing in Middleburg this autumn, Lesia and I both know that you have always wanted to help us. In fact, you don't have to work so hard. Maintain the status quo and have someone to hold each other in a distant place. We are already content with Kizuna’s soul.”

"Your other self is merging. This cannot be regarded as maintaining the status quo."

Shade shook his head. Dorothy looked at him under the gaslight, looking at the three-dimensional shadow on his face when he lowered his head. For a moment, she didn't know what to say:

"Shadow."

"What's wrong?"

He raised his head, but the blonde girl smiled and shook her head, and said softly:

"Nothing. I was just thinking that if one day, Lesia and I can really look at each other face to face, or even touch and hug each other, we will definitely give you a very special gift."

It was calm tonight at No. 6 Saint Teresa Square, and Shade had a good sleep. Perhaps because of the many experiences he had during the day, he had a strange dream.

In the dream, he somehow came to the forest and followed a beautiful red butterfly through the forest until he saw the old castle in the middle of the forest.

Then the dream became strange. First, Luvia, who was entangled in flames, suddenly appeared and attacked Shade. Then, Mia the cat whose body swelled into the shape of a big tiger, had the word "king" written on her forehead by someone unknown, and It still has the [Night Watch] in its mouth, and it wants to kill Shade too.

This strange dream immediately frightened Shade awake. It was already Tuesday and it was already dawn.

I sat up sweating profusely, feeling my breathing was still short. Suddenly waking up, the scene in the dream still stayed in my mind, so that for a moment, I couldn't distinguish between reality and dream.

[This is reality now. 】

"She" whispered softly.

"As long as it's reality. Oh, it's such a weird dream. I'd rather watch the moon all night again than have these messy thoughts entangle me."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat up and looked at the dark bedroom.

The weather is getting colder, and he has replaced the thin summer quilt with a thick quilt. After a while, the steam company will send someone to your door to discuss this year's heating bill. The price is not fixed across the city, and Shade also needs to prepare firewood for the winter in advance.

He plans to use the fireplace in his home. This is not only because Detective Sparrow's notes mention that there are more detective commissions in winter than in autumn, so he wants to create a "professional detective" atmosphere, but also because it is somewhat difficult to rely solely on pipe heating. not enough.

After all, this house is too big.

"Meow~"

A soft meow came from his hand, followed by the tickling feeling of Mia the cat rubbing the back of his hand. He reached out and touched the cat that had just woken up. Somehow, he thought of Mia, the "big tiger" in his dream, and couldn't help but smile.

The story of the Red Butterfly Twins is very sad, but Shade’s story will continue.

When he went downstairs to get the newspaper and milk in his slippers, he realized that the birthday gift Lecia asked him to send to Mrs. Louisa had already been delivered. An exquisite but not particularly expensive red gift carton wrapped the gift, and a blue ribbon tied a beautiful bow on the outside of the carton.

In order to prevent Shade from making mistakes, Lesia gave him a letter. It was a letter written by Lesia. It not only had her cursive handwriting on it, but also the smell of her perfume.

"When did my nose become so sharp?"

As he walked up the stairs, Shade put the bottle in front of his nose and sniffed it, making sure that his sense of smell was normal (note).

The letter not only mentioned what the gift was, how much it cost, and where it was purchased from, but he even wrote a sample birthday message to Mrs. Louisa for Shade to copy directly. The congratulations are appropriate, and the appropriate compliments and congratulations are neither humble nor arrogant. Foreigners have to learn the grammar of this world for a long time before they can have this kind of literary talent.

"A white fox fur scarf produced in North Delrayon County, and a newly published poetry collection "Love and Peace". Oh, this gift is really well chosen."

The cat squatting at the stairway on the second floor was originally waiting for Shade to go upstairs to warm goat milk. Seeing him standing on the stairs reading a letter, it meowed to urge him to go upstairs quickly.

It cannot miss the daily meal time.

After breakfast, Shade wrote a letter to Louisa's family in the study, and then wrote a letter inviting friends to his home tomorrow night to help hold a ceremony to seal the border on the third floor, and then went out to deliver them together. Tobesk Post Office——

Gifts cannot be delivered to mailboxes at street corners.

Then he took Mia Cat to Fort Midhill again, walked out of the forest in the thin morning mist, and walked towards the city below the mountain.

Fort Midhill today is very strange. The density of the morning fog is actually comparable to the autumn haze in Tobesk this morning.

You must know that the air in Tobesk, known as the "Steam Capital", has been so bad recently because of the arrival of late autumn. Steam factories want to complete the last batch of production before winter arrives and heavy snow blocks traffic. In the autumn, Fort Midhill should not have such autumn morning fog at all due to the mountains, forests and monsoons.

As Shade came to the city, instead of weakening, the fog became stronger. On Santa Carla Avenue where Cassandra Auction House is located, Shade could only see forty feet (approximately 12.2m) away from the street corner.

Pedestrians on the street carefully walked along the street, and the driving carriages had lanterns hung in front and behind them. The coachmen even kept shaking their bells to remind people to avoid and be careful.

It happened that the boy selling newspapers passed by on the other side of the street. Shade waved the boy in the patched hat over. After counting out five pence and handing it to him, he took the newspaper and asked:

"When did this fog appear? Eight o'clock? Seven o'clock?"

"No, sir, this fog suddenly fell from Sikal Mountain last night. I went to bed very early, but little Lana, the flower seller, said that when she got up at night, she saw the fog coming out of the mountain."

The brown-haired boy replied, hesitated, and then reminded in a low voice:

"This West Cal Morning News only costs fourpence."

"That penny is a reward for your honesty."

Shade said, then turned to look at Sikal Mountain:

"What's going on? Is it related to the resurrection of the Red Butterfly Twins yesterday?"

Walking into Cassandra Auction House, someone immediately led Shade to the reception room on the top floor.

Granny Cassandra is already waiting for Shade as usual. Antique oil paintings are hung on the walls, and knight armors from hundreds of years ago stand beside the walls. Although the decoration style of the old witch is a bit old-fashioned, it is very surprising. Suitable for Shade's taste.

The young apprentice, Miss Rita Swift, temporarily acts as a servant serving tea for the two of them. Since Shade has already met her, there is no need to hide the existence of "this kind of man" from Shade.

"Why don't you see Grace and Helen?"

Shade still wanted to meet them.

The old witch held the tea cup and smiled, as if she had known that Shade would ask this question:

"Because the ceremony has just been held, it is difficult to completely control the whispering elements in the teachers. In order to prevent us from causing trouble, they are temporarily living in the room in the basement of the auction house. The walls there have been professionally treated and are enough to temporarily contain the angels A super relic, it has been used many times.”

"Then me."

"Although it is still very dangerous now, you can go and meet with the teachers. It will take ten minutes, and you will quit in ten minutes at most. I think the teachers also want to see you."

Grandma Cassandra put down her teacup and looked out the window at the fog:

"After so many years, I'm almost leaving them. I'm really happy that they can still meet you."

She seems sentimental and has a deep relationship with Grace and Helen:

"Mother-in-law, do you know our story?"

"Yes, I heard the story about you and the teachers from the teacher more than a hundred years ago when I was Rita's age. But at that time, no one could have imagined that you would really appear."

The old witch laughed from her throat:

"This spring, Teacher Helen Black suddenly appeared in front of me and told me that you finally appeared in Tobesk."

The old witch had a look of nostalgia on her face:

"That was one of the very few times I saw a teacher smile. She was really happy to see you again."

PS: In case readers don’t understand, let me explain that Lecia deliberately sprinkled her usual perfume on the letter paper.