As soon as the old god finished speaking, in Shad's vision, he almost saw a golden light enveloping the boy Chad in an instant.
"Blessing? This is..."
Yes, so this story can be passed down to your time point and therefore has power.
Then, the Saint looked at Shade again:
"So what do you understand?"
Only then did Xia De realize that he was also regarded as a "child" by the saint, and the questions just now were asked to four people.
"Me? Yes, I understand..."
This kind of story appreciation and reading comprehension is something that Shade is very familiar with. He has a lot to say, but in the end he didn't talk about those complicated adult things. This is a story for children, and in front of him is the innocent creator of the old gods.
So Xia De gave the answer that touched him the most. This was his true thoughts after hearing this story in two worlds:
"There's nothing to understand. I just thought that if I could, I really wanted to save her."
The three children looked at Shad and agreed with this view:
"Yes, if you can, you must save her!"
It was the same answer again. There was definitely something wrong with the current condition of the three children.
The saint laughed. This was not a polite laugh, but a laugh that came from the heart:
"See, false immortality suits you so well."
At this moment, the door of the store behind Xia De suddenly opened, revealing the endless white fog outside. An invisible force suddenly grabbed his shoulders and dragged him towards the door.
The ten minutes are up.
The three children who were still sitting on the high stools waved goodbye to Xia De excitedly, and the young man behind the counter whispered:
"See you next time. Thank you for your story, good night and sweet dreams."
Stranger, you have returned to the present time.
Message from the ancient god "Father of the Infinite Tree":
Unfinished task.
Time Key; Fifth Epoch-1068-Creator of Innocence, 2/3 damaged.
You will need to wait a week for the next activation time.
He flew out from the white mist gate backwards. Because he was prepared in advance, he only staggered back two steps and did not fall to the ground.
The orange cat Mia rushed to the study door in three seconds, and just in time met Xia De coming back, so she happily circled around him.
Xia De picked up the soft cat and took out the key from his pocket with his other hand. The wooden key was almost broken if he squeezed it.
He was still attracted by the stories he told. He had not been exposed to fairy tales for a long time since he became an adult. Tonight, while telling stories to the children of the past, he was actually telling stories to himself.
After a long while, a smile appeared on his face:
"The story ends, and what remains is strength and growth. Although the mission is still not completed this time, the children's wishes are obviously simpler than the afterglow of divinity. Let mortals gain strength and let children grow in a short period of time. These may be achieved with the knowledge of Saint Byrons."
He murmured to himself, and thought of the figure of the poor girl in the illusion created by the saint.
Looking down at her fingers, flames suddenly shot up, scaring Mia. The animal instinct made her want to stay away from the fire, but the cat's curiosity made her want to stretch out her claws to see what it was.
In Xia De's hands, the spell of ignition could only heat up the combustibles it touched, or ignite them by staring at them for a long time, but both took time to heat up. Just by telling that story in the past, the effect of the spell was directly upgraded to ignite the flames.
Moreover, he could feel that the power he gained from this was definitely more than what he had now, but he had not yet fully understood it.
He created this story from the beginning of time. Because this story has been passed down for two eras, it has gained power, and he has made some progress in power. But the premise of all this is that the story he brought has been passed down for a long time and become a part of civilization. This kind of thing is almost impossible to repeat unless there is help from the gods.
In the half month he had been in this world, he had also learned a lot about ancient literature, and this was the only one that he was most familiar with. Presumably, even if he tried again in the future, it would be difficult to replicate today's situation.
But it doesn’t matter, because the most important thing today is that he sees hope of completing the mission of “Father of Infinite Trees”.
"The story of the match girl will probably make me think about it for many days."
He sighed, went to the window, held the cat and admired the night view of Saint Teresa's Square on that March day.
You seem very confident about the remaining two wishes
"Yes, if I don't even have faith in this kind of thing, how can I collect the remaining eleven drops of divinity? Also, what do you think of this story?"
Very good, warm in the dark, scary in the light. A good story.
After a simple wash, I went to bed. Because I had plans for Thursday, I woke up on time at six in the morning. After making a simple breakfast for Mia, I set off directly.
Regardless of the cost, he found a horse-drawn carriage and set off in the morning mist towards 211 Quill Pen Street. When he knocked on the door downstairs of Miss Louisa's apartment, it was exactly 7:30 in the morning.
This time of visit is just right. If it is earlier, Miss Louisa may be having breakfast. If it is later, Miss Louisa will probably go out.
It took the blonde writer a long time to open the door for Xia De. Because they were at home, the blonde girl was wearing a very ordinary white dress.
Seeing that it was a detective outside, I was a little surprised:
"Detective, why are you visiting so early? Has something happened?"
Xia De quickly shook his head:
"No, nothing. I just have some questions to ask. I was so absorbed in reading those books and encountered a big puzzle. I wanted to come over at midnight yesterday."
This is no joke. After he returned from the past, he really planned to visit immediately. He even dreamed of Miss Louisa last night.
"Come to see me in the middle of the night? Detective, have you finally lost control of your reading?"
Miss Louisa looked at him suspiciously, and although he had very light dark circles under his eyes, he looked normal, so she led him towards the stairs.
Of course, Miss Louisa did not rent the entire house. No. 211B Quill Pen Street was divided into three floors. The first floor was occupied by the landlady and her two daughters, the second floor was rented by three girls from a nearby women's college, and the third floor was Miss Louisa's rental area.
Of course, men were not allowed to enter an apartment where girls lived. So when Shad was invited in by Miss Louisa, the plump landlady with a hairnet looked at him for a long time as if he were a criminal.