Although he saw the pleading look in the brown-haired sorceress's eyes, Shade shook his head this time:
"I know nothing about Klein Edwards. Although this person is very important, there is no way to find him. He lived too long ago, and he did nothing worth recording in his life. Ma'am, you decide what to ask. I think this question will determine the direction of the next investigation."
The pharmacist nodded and made a decision after thinking for a moment:
"Since the premise of asking this question is that a high-level sorcerer has appeared among the family's descendants, then my question is - what level of power has Clayne Edwards reached? The old family items left by my father vaguely indicate that the first generation of the family must have truly come into contact with extraordinary powers, and now this secret is finally about to be revealed."
The old woman nodded:
"My great-granddaughters, the answer you desire is - thirteen rings."
"What?"
The soul slowly disappeared, and Shade could sense that the other party was truly "continuing to move on", which meant that the soul bound to the material world went to where it should go.
The surrounding fog also returned to normal as the spirit disappeared. But the two had no time to think about why the loss of spatial perception was so short this time. They were both shocked by the facts they had just learned.
"I guessed that Klein Edwards was a ring wizard, but if he was the thirteenth ring...why would he stay on this small island for his whole life?"
Xia De asked, and the pharmacist looked incredulous:
"There are only a few people with the Thirteenth Ring in the Sixth Epoch. My family has a tradition of having children late in life, so it took about 240 years for my great-great-grandfather to reproduce six generations to date. The Thirteenth Ring 240 years ago..."
For her and Shade, those were long-ago times, so for a moment, they couldn't imagine which thirteenth-ring sorcerer would come here in that era. Or, maybe the other party was an unknown high-ring sorcerer.
In short, no matter how incredible it is, the fact that Edwards' secret is related to a thirteen-ring sorcerer is certain. When Shade reburied the coffin, the sorceress behind him said:
"I will investigate the identity of my great-great-grandfather. I don't believe there is really a completely unknown thirteen-ring sorcerer."
"After today's matter is over, I will also help with the investigation. But this is definitely not an easy job."
Filling is much faster than digging, and he quickly used the fossils as mud to level the land. Then the pharmacist cast a spell, combined with the ritual symbols carved on the ground, to conceal the tomb with a simple illusion. But the two did not leave immediately, but stood there looking at this small cemetery.
"Thanks to your help this time, otherwise I really don't know who else can see through the secrets of these strange souls."
The brown-haired lady said softly, worried that her family's secrets were becoming more complicated.
"I am not the only capable person in this era. For example, the Chosen One who died can definitely do something similar."
Sister Devlin didn't even have to touch the soul; she could probably see it if she took off her blindfold.
"Do you know the Chosen One?"
The pharmacist looked at him hesitantly, and Xia De also looked at her suspiciously:
"Ma'am, it's not like last year when the epic of Whispering Verses just started. Isn't it hard to get news about the chosen one? And since I was born in Saint Byrons and have my own teacher, there should be a way to get information, right?"
He asked back, and the sorceress was speechless for a moment, and felt that she had overreacted:
"Speaking of the Chosen, I heard that the sixth Chosen who will appear soon is the Chosen of Space, and it is possible that he will appear in the Green Lake area. Hmm?"
She didn't know the news yesterday, but it was not until she said it now that she realized something very important.
He looked at Xia De again, but this time with a look of surprise:
"He appeared in the Green Lake area, is good at spatial power, has a unique spatial talent, and is not at a high level but can still exert a power far beyond his own level. Could it be that you..."
"I am not."
Shade immediately denied it, and the other party's reasoning process was exactly the same as Miss Danister's:
"Please rest assured, I am definitely not a chosen one. Although my spatial talent is very good, I do not have any unique power related to space."
"The one who smoothed the space last time..."
"That is the thaumaturgic space stabilization aura. I guess its origin is the magic of the ancient gods, not the talent of self-awakening."
Xia De shook his head again, and the pharmacist looked down at the tombstone again, but suddenly asked:
"Are you connected with the Tour de Tobesk?"
"some."
"You still say you're not!?"
Her tone became higher again.
"I'm really not. Ma'am, I usually don't lie unless it's necessary. If I wanted to hide my identity as the Chosen One, I would have just denied that I had anything to do with the City Tournament."
He looked seriously at the beautiful sorceress who was one meter away:
"Although we haven't known each other for very long, you should have a little understanding of what kind of person I am. I am not the chosen one, I am sure of that. On the contrary, I suspect that the chosen one of space is a member of the Edwards family... Do you have a talent for space?"
The pharmacist blinked:
"There are some, but they are not very strong. Otherwise, they should be the big m in the space... I mean, you don't have to doubt me. I am probably not one of them either."
The two did not dwell on this issue any further. The pharmacist signaled to Xia De that she could leave, but Xia De asked her to wait a moment, then took out a bunch of white flowers from his pocket and threw it to her from a distance.
The brown-haired lady blinked, then bent down knowingly and placed the bouquet of flowers in front of her ancestor's tombstone. She quietly apologized for digging up her grave before leaving with Shade.
Now that they have the tooth, the next step for the two is to return to the Green Lake Town Cemetery in the north of the island and hand the material over to the blacksmith's soul.
To get there from your current location, you need to cross the southern part of the island and climb the hill to Edwards Mansion, then go down the hill, through the town and into the wooded path.
Because the journey was a bit far, and the pharmacist was worried about encountering other situations, the two of them discussed and decided to return to the boat and then take the boat out of the foggy area. After a detour around the island, they would land on the island from the northern pier of the island.
When they returned to the boat on the shore, Xia De asked:
"Since the remains of your great-grandmother summoned a strange spirit and gave us valuable clues, can we assume that the remains of your other ancestors have similar effects?"
"Are you suggesting that I dig up the graves of all my ancestors?"
The pharmacist glanced at Xia De, who immediately shook his head:
"Of course not, I just raised the possibility."
"Unfortunately, I only know of two graves. The others are hidden on the island. If you are interested, you can slowly look for them yourself."
"Two places? Then besides this one, there is another one..."
"It's in the north of the island. If everything goes well, I can take you there. But don't hold your hopes too high. It's the grave of children who died young, and it's been robbed..."
Her expression suddenly turned cold:
"I don't live in the Green Lake area, but I came here recently for some reason. When I found out that the place was visited by grave robbers, it had been several months or even years. I collected the bodies that were turned over, but I didn't trigger what happened just now."
Xia De nodded, not knowing what to say. The "adventurers" who came to the island must have come here with the idea of gaining something. It cannot be ruled out that there are tomb robbers who will even dig up the graves for money.
"Also, do you know why I didn't let my followers enter the island with us?"
When the silhouette of the pier could be vaguely seen below the mountain road, the pharmacist asked again.
Xia De nodded:
"On the one hand, I don't want more people to get in touch with my family, and on the other hand, I don't want them to know that you are very weak now."
"Just a little weak, not very weak."
She corrected Shad's words and looked at Shad's face in the mist:
"My strength has only temporarily hit a low point, and will recover soon. During this period, I may need more help from you. When I recover the power of the eleventh ring, I will let you know that I am not just good at making potions."
She wanted to emphasize that she was not weaker than Shade. Shade smiled and nodded, feeling that the witch's personality was really interesting.
After returning to the ship, the steamer carrying the four people sailed out of the thick fog area, then made a big circle in the afternoon sun and came to the north of the island before entering the fog again.
Although it was already past two in the afternoon, they still had lunch on the boat. Shade didn't know how the pharmacist explained his existence to her followers, but the two high-level sorceresses didn't show any strange expressions after noticing that Shade couldn't trigger the witch's curse.
She probably just said, you are a woman.
"She" stated the most likely situation. After all, this explanation is also the easiest.
By the time Shade and the pharmacist landed on the island again from the north, it was already three o'clock. They walked along the forest path and then entered the forest where the road was already blurred. Soon they saw the outer black iron fence of the Green Lake Town Cemetery hidden by the trees.
The two of them returned to the blacksmith's tombstone and stood there waiting for half a minute. Xia De turned his head and looked at the pharmacist lady not far to the left:
"What to do now?"
"Be patient and wait until your sense of direction is lost. You don't have a date today, do you?"
"No, but I better be back before ten at night or my cat will be unhappy."
The two of them sat down among the tombstones and waited, just like last time. But this time, the pharmacist no longer refused to chat with Xia De.