"Shad said that the three ghouls work in perfect harmony, and their powers are very similar. Since the first two are the second and third sons of the fourth generation, then the remaining one is most likely the eldest son of the fourth generation, Hohenheim Edwards, right?"
Miss Sylvia asked, and Shade nodded slightly:
"The three of them grew up together on the island, and after their death they were made into zombies together. This is logical."
“But it doesn’t fit the family relationship.”
Megan pursed her lips and said, Xia De had nothing to say about this, so he could only hold her hand:
"Megan, find a way to contact the Mirror Association and make sure to confirm the identity of the third ghoul. Before the final battle, we need to know the whereabouts of every Edwards."
Megan nodded slightly, looking at her father's current appearance in the book in her hand, the sadness in her eyes gradually turned into a deeper hatred for the island.
"The three ghouls were definitely assigned by the man on the island. The question now is, what do they want to do with the body parts of the descendants of the Green Lake Town residents? And is this related to the 'Edwardsden Divine Art'?"
Shade took the initiative to change the subject. He saw that Megan didn't want to continue talking about her father becoming a ghoul. He just asked casually, but he didn't expect Miss Sylvia to actually answer:
"Remember that ghoul you brought in last week?"
"And the corpse ghost?"
Megan asked in surprise. Shade respected Nicholas Green's request and had not yet explained its existence to others. But since Megan was aware of it, Shade briefly described it.
Then, Miss Sylvia provided new information:
"Ghost Green said that he occasionally received orders from the island to steal the bodies of people buried in the Green Lake City Public Cemetery and send them to the lake. The water ghosts in the lake brought them to the island. I asked Margaret to check the identities of those bodies when they were alive. They are all descendants of the residents of the abandoned Green Lake Town."
Megan mused:
“It seems that not only our family, but everyone related to that island is involved.”
Xia De couldn't tell what the other party wanted to do:
"The fire at the farm will definitely attract the church. I left a clue there and informed the church about the targets of the ghouls. The church will also use this as a clue to conduct an investigation... His arrangement is really clever. Regardless of whether the ghoul Green is willing to go back to the island with him, Green will definitely be able to help him."
"This is a good clue. I will follow this line of investigation recently. There should be many living descendants of the islanders. Maybe I can find one or two."
Miss Sylvia asked about the maze that Shade had encountered. She was very interested in the maze that the three ghouls used together, and even regretted not going with Shade to see it in the morning.
"That puzzle lock is the weakest puzzle lock I have ever seen. They don't have the power of this miracle at all. They just use it by force through bloodline. It has no value."
This is no consolation, the maze is indeed pitifully weak.
Xia De planned to take Mia to have dinner in the Glass City, so that he could meet Margaret. Megan had something else to do in Green Lake City, so she had to leave at around 3 o'clock. Miss Sylvia asked Xia De to see her off at the door alone.
The carriage had stopped at the gate of the mansion, and Shade hugged Megan, wanting to comfort the girl who was upset because her father's body had been desecrated. Although Megan said that she was fine, Shade could see that she was in a very bad mood:
"If we do capture your ancestor, what are you going to do with him?"
Shad proposed this hypothesis.
"Just let him die. I won't do what he did, because that would make me like him."
The brown-haired witch pursed her lips and said, she looked deeply at Shade:
"I have never hated someone so much. I don't know if this hatred is normal, but even when I was mentally ill and did a lot of wrong things, I never wanted to kill someone."
"Emotions can inspire strength. Perhaps your ancestor wants you to hate him. Control your emotions and everyone will help you."
Xia De could understand her, and Megan sighed:
“It feels really bad that everything seems like the ancestors’ plan now.”
"That's why we have to do things beyond his expectations. Don't worry, I promised to protect you all the time, and I will definitely do it."
Megan nodded, she didn't know the weight of what Shade said. So the body with brown shawl hair became Audrey's leader again, and Audrey also said goodbye to Shade, and then she got on the carriage and left.
When the carriage drove out of the manor, Miss Sylvia walked out from behind the door to Shade:
"Poor Megan and Audrey."
She said softly, and Xia De asked curiously:
"Pathetic? Because of family matters, right?"
"No, unlike other witches, Megan and Audrey don't know what they really want. Everyone becomes a witch for their own goals, such as Carina for power and the power of domination, me for knowledge and my teacher's last wish, and Xiwei for the family tradition and her own thirst for mystery. Only they, if they only fight against the fate and curse of their bloodline for power, it will be difficult for them to continue."
Hearing this evaluation, Xia De once again felt that the seats of "space" and "knowledge and wisdom" should really be swapped.
"Let's go. Your cat is still sleeping in the study. We still have time in the afternoon. I'll show you the current progress of our business. My goods have also arrived."
Miss Sylvia said, taking Shad's hand and turning with him toward the stairs.
With Margaret's help, Miss Sylvia's preparations for the "fabric factory" went quite smoothly. She had already formulated a formula that could mass-produce nylon. Although the quality was much worse than those expensive first-generation "experiments", the yield rate was very high, and the quality, appearance and feel were sufficient for this era.
The progress is faster than originally expected. The factory will probably produce the first batch of goods this summer, which is only a month or two later:
"I'll probably be able to turn my current financial situation around pretty quickly... I'll be rich."
Miss Sylvia was not exaggerating at all. The trial works she had sent to the nobles in Willendel City had already caused a great sensation. The question now was not whether she could make a fortune, but how much she could earn.
Of course, the young witch did not forget to give her the idea and the important partner who invested 5,000 pounds in the business. In order to show that she did not spend money carelessly and let Shade know what effect she had achieved with the product iteration, she showed Shade the various quality fabrics she brought from Willendel that afternoon.
Miss Sylvia was probably a person with a strong sense of ceremony. When she ordered her assistants to bring in the goods, each piece of fabric was placed in a long and thin paper box.
This kind of high-quality thick cardboard box is usually used to hold clothing such as ties. She smiled and opened one of the boxes, allowing Shade to see the thin black fabric lying on the lining.
The interwoven elastic lines were delicate and transparent, and it was not pure black. The golden silk thread outlined the shape of a phoenix. Although it was still lying in a long and thin paper box, Shade was able to imagine what it would look like when attached to the legs based on his imagination.
"Not bad, huh?"
When hundreds of fabrics of different qualities and colors were brought in, she drove away her followers, raised her hand, and opened the boxes on the coffee table, on the sofa, and even on the desk, which even scared Mia who was taking a nap.
"Which one should I see first?"
The black-haired girl whispered in Shade's ear. Seeing his expression, she raised the corners of her fair mouth and gently put her arms around his neck:
"It's okay. We have plenty of time this afternoon... Help me see if I've gained weight recently."
Although Shad still insisted that what happened in the few hours between the end of this sentence and Margaret's return to the manor was all reasonable behavior of the investing partners in checking the quality and design ideas of the goods in business activities, he could not deceive himself that what happened that afternoon was indeed not what should happen in normal business activities.
But the good news is that Shade thinks Miss Sylvia has not changed in shape or weight since they parted in the Randall River Valley. He sincerely complimented the young witch's figure, letting the black-haired witch with one white leg and one black leg hug him, and he was even more glad that he brought these things to the Glass City before leaving.
On a spring afternoon, the sun was slightly intoxicating, and the scent of incense in the study was fascinating. The soft sofa, the gentle hug and the equally gentle kiss would probably become one of Shad's memories of this spring many years later. But speaking of it, he seemed to have too many memories of the spring in Green Lake.
The shy witch also coveted the enthusiasm of the strangers. She was quite satisfied with this way of celebrating after a long separation. While they were enjoying the charm of the exquisite fabrics, they talked about business, life, the chosen ones, and witches. Shade was even a little embarrassed and mentioned what Megan and Audrey's birthmarks had done to him. This topic also made Miss Sylvia blush shyly.
The room was warm, even a little hot, shadows dragged on the ground, and even time slowed down in the warm sunlight. Little Mia, entangled in two golden fabrics that she had never tried on, was using her claws to destroy high-end goods that could not be bought with 100 pounds outside. On the sofa, Miss Sylvia, who was stroking her legs and feeling the passion, suddenly inserted a question that Shade did not expect while they were talking to each other in a confused and passionate way:
"How far have you and Karina progressed?"