The Whispering Verses

Chapter 1596: Lost Forest

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While Shade was distributing food to everyone, he curiously asked the young witch whether she had also gotten lost or had come here for some purpose. The witch took the apple, tossed it between her left and right hands, and answered in a low voice:

"I have a very important friend who got lost on the road. Clara and I were originally on our way to find her. When we were camping at night, we saw the fire here and walked over. I knew this place and made some preparations in advance, but I didn't expect that I would still... ... Anyway, I at least want to know the answer."

As for the knight and the bard, the former was surprised to hear this information, but he accepted it quickly. The bard, on the other hand, blinked his eyes in confusion, unable to accept it for a moment. This adventure was even more exciting than he had imagined.

"So that's how it is... So, should we call on that god?"

Shade asked again. Although there was a grammatical error in this sentence, the witch did not correct it. She took a bite of the apple and felt that the sweetness was awakening every part of her body:

"We lost travelers can only wait for the gods to watch over us. Before you appeared, we had been waiting..."

She looked at her maid, who actually took out a pocket watch-shaped relic from the pocket of her black dress, opened the cover and took a look:

“Between one week and three years.”

Although the time interval given was quite vague, it was surprising that the relic could still give the time in such a time-confused area. Shade could feel the strong traces of elements on the pocket watch. Although it was not as good as the 0-level Rewind Time, according to the evaluation method of the Sixth Epoch, it was at least a sage-level (level 2) relic. Moreover, this was a rare time-related relic. Even if he was a foreigner, he had never seen other time-related relics except the special time key and the Rewind Time life countdown pocket watch after coming to this world.

"This place is even stranger than I thought. Before you showed up, the consciousness of the four of us was close to stagnation. Although we hardly need to eat or drink here, I think even a demigod witch can't stay here for long. This place is devouring our mental strength and souls. The lost eventually died of painless numbness. I don't know if it can be considered the last mercy."

"Can we just wait?"

But Xia De was not disappointed at all. He only had half an hour, and he didn't believe that Tree Father wanted him to come here to waste time.

Just as Xia De had this thought, a noise was heard from the shabby tent that seemed to be empty. Xia De had just arrived and didn't feel anything, but for the four people who had been sitting here for a long time, the fact that there was someone "hiding" next to them made them feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

The five people stood up from the campfire together. Before the person in the tent tried to come out, the witch suddenly understood and shouted a warning:

“Don’t look!”

As he said this, he pulled his maid behind him. The tall young maid shrank her head and closed her eyes. It was obviously not the first time she had received such an order.

Compared to the witch's maid, the knight and the bard's reactions seemed a bit slow. But the old knight had experienced long battles and rigorous training after all, and although he was a beat slower in reaction, he still stood still and lowered his head and closed his eyes. Only the bard was driven by his curiosity and froze for a moment. While he subconsciously felt something was wrong, he and Shade saw with their own eyes the young man with a backpack and wearing travel boots walking out of the shabby little tent.

The bonfire went out for a moment, then jumped up again. In this short half second, the dusty stranger had already arrived next to the bonfire.

Although what Shade saw with his eyes was a human figure of similar size to himself, in fact everyone here at this moment sensed that a great existence that was incomprehensible to human reason, a great existence that even made time and space more chaotic, had descended upon them.

Even though the old knight closed his eyes in time, he still groaned and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. The bard who did not close his eyes with Shade fell to the ground with blood flowing from all his orifices. He groaned but did not faint. Instead, his body twitched and could not move. Because of his gorgeous clothes, he looked like a poisoned pheasant.

Although the witch lowered her head, she did not close her eyes. She could see the silhouette of Shade's body from the corner of her eye, and naturally saw the golden scars showing on the surface of his body. It was not until the light spots like the remnant of a flame sprinkled around her that she realized that this man was looking up at the god.

"It's not the real God's descent."

Xia De thought to himself, bowed his head and respectfully greeted the traveler:

"Hello, protector of travelers."

"Hello, Moonlight Traveler. Look, there are quite a few adventurers this time."

The traveler who walked out of the tent smiled kindly and said, the sound of the air vibrating was inexplicably convincing. She waved her hand, and the bard who was twitching on the ground stopped twitching, and stood up tremblingly. Xia De felt that he had completely mastered the somewhat obscure language used in the communication just now.

"Lost travelers, it's late at night, and it seems that no one wants to go to bed yet? Well, since we can meet in this unknown little camp during our journey, and share the fire and warmth together, then after a long adventure and journey, how about we sit down, calm down, and tell stories of our adventures together?"

Her voice was kind, but no one would really think that what was about to happen was just a story.

"Excuse me, after telling the story of our adventure, can we leave here?"

Shade asked, and the backpacker motioned for everyone to sit down and talk. But not around the campfire, but in the small open space between the campfire and the tent, sitting in a circle, she even asked Shade to take out cushions from the tent for everyone.

It is worth mentioning that there was nothing in the tent except cushions.

The depressed bard sat with the old knight, the witch sat with the maid, Shade and the god sat face to face, the god had his back to the bonfire, and everyone formed a circle:

"This night is long, but I believe that after the wonderful night stories, the sky will light up, and you will be able to say goodbye at dawn and go to where you want to go. Of course, these trips are definitely not meaningless, and you will all gain something."

God smiled and looked at everyone:

"I will hide everything you want in that story. Whether it's missing friends and relatives, family members you haven't seen for a long time, or the figures drawn by the strokes of your inner desire, you can find them all."

When she said this, the God looked at the witch, the maid, the old knight, and the bard. When she looked at Shade, she paused slightly:

"As for you, Moonlight Traveler, you will also get what you want."

Xia De nodded slightly in his heart, because he had just wasted some time understanding the situation here, and his half-hour countdown only had twenty minutes left.

The witch, who heard the words of God, became serious at this time. The purpose of her coming here was exactly this.

“So, are stories of travel and adventure asking us to share our own stories?”

Shade asked again, and the traveler smiled and shook his head. He took out a stack of cards with a back that Shade was quite familiar with from his somewhat worn backpack:

"The stories we shared are too boring. We need to do something more interesting in such a long night. I will tell the story and you are the characters in it. Since this is a break between trips, there is no need to fight or travel long distances. Please calm down, use your imagination and decisions, and enjoy the imaginary journey. This kind of life game card seems to be very popular now? We use this to tell stories."

She placed the stack of cards to her right hand, then smiled and asked the five people present:

"Do you understand?"

"Yes."

Shad said.

“It’s an honor to be a part of this story.”

The witch said cautiously, and the maid behind her nodded respectfully.

The old knight covered his eyes and nodded as well. The bard, whose spirit was restored by the gods, gasped for breath and wanted to speak but ultimately lacked the courage, so he also nodded.

“Since it is a story of adventure and travel, each must have its own identity.”

The god placed the stack of cards in the center of the crowd, so Shade reached out and picked up the first card. Everyone else also drew a card and then showed the card face.

The backs of these cards are the same as the "Unpredictable Cards", and the front has the name, card face, and the card rules of the "Life Game" that Shade once played. The card face of the old knight is "Old Horse", the bard is "Parrot", the young witch is "Unicorn", and the maid in the black dress is "Faithful Dog".

They all looked at Shad, and Shad showed the cards in his hand. The jumping flames in the campfire did not cast a shadow on the god who was facing away from the campfire, so the pile of cards and Shad in the center of the crowd were not covered by the shadow of the god.

He placed the cards in his hand on the ground in front of him. The cards were blank.

“So, what is my role?”

Xia De took the initiative to ask the god, and raised his eyes that were pierced by golden cracks, and happened to look at the god. Even though this was not the god's body, Xia De still only persisted for less than ten seconds before actively looking away, and the traveler's god said:

"Moonlight Traveler, your role is yourself."

The witch looked at Shade in surprise, and when she found that Shade also looked at her, she looked away alertly, as if she was worried that Shade, a strange man, would covet her. The maid in a black dress silently held her cards, the old knight looked like he didn't understand what was going on, and the bard who was gradually recovering from his serious injuries was looking at everyone here.