"Blood Feast..."
Xia De, who was sitting by the window, suddenly thought of the answer.
"Don't tell me, detective."
The doctor stopped Shad's bold move:
"In short, no matter why you want to taste the devil's blood, drinking a small amount should not be a problem for a third-ring warlock like you. At most, your esophagus will be corroded or you may become insane for a while. Besides, don't you have the power of 'gluttony'? This will make you safer."
"What about ordinary people?"
The detailed rules of the last drinking party are still unknown, but the blood that Shade brought seems to be shared with everyone. If it is too dangerous, he will not bring the demon's blood. If it is just a general danger, he will still bring it. Sharing a small amount of blood will definitely not last more than half an hour. The blood-sucking god will definitely continue the drinking party until the last second before announcing the end, so Shade has to bring more blood for safety.
"It's hard to say, after all, no one has tried it."
The doctor scratched his head:
"Shad, what are you going to do? Are there demons over at Midhill Castle?"
“Not yet…”
Shade answered casually, still hesitating in his heart whether to go to the past with the devil's blood.
Before Lecia used Dorothy's body to continue teaching Shad the fairy tale of "The Sleeping Princess" in the evening, Dorothy had to use the afternoon to prepare the ritual array and other arrangements that could increase the probability of success of the ritual in the attic of Shad's house, so she still left the doctor's clinic with Shad.
And tonight, just like yesterday, Luvia would not come to the third floor of Shade's house to watch the stars, so she said goodbye to Shade in the doctor's clinic.
Clouds obscured the night sky of Tobesk, making visibility very poor. Fortunately, she had predicted the weather in advance and knew that the rainy weather would end by the weekend and there would be good weather in the next week or two.
"The Prophet Society could actually increase the sales of their Threepenny Newspaper by publishing extremely accurate weather forecasts, and they could use the excuse that they have a partnership with the university."
This is what Shad said when he helped Dorothy move a whole box of matches to the attic that afternoon. The cat was squatting on the box, as if he wanted to get in as soon as Shad opened the carton.
"The Prophet Association did do this, but they soon discovered that as long as the weather forecast was published, the accuracy would drop to a very pitiful level. But as long as it was not published, the accuracy of the weather prediction would be at a normal level."
Dorothy said this as she followed behind Shad, a high-pressure fire extinguisher in her hand.
It was a brass bottle that was about the length of a normal man's forearm, and the surface was polished so that it could almost be used as a mirror. It was a purely mechanical structure, and Xia De didn't know what the internal principle was, but in the steam industry era, which had already mastered the technology of steam bombs, it was still very simple to use the release of high-pressure steam to spray out chemical agents for fire extinguishing.
Dorothy's promotion ceremony required a large number of matches. In order to prevent this house, which was rumored to be a "haunted house", from burning another homeowner to death, Dorothy asked Lesia to help get several fire extinguishers.
Judging from the Cavendish family crest on the bottom of the bottle, it was very likely that Leicia had been moved directly from the warehouse of the Yodel Palace.
"By the way, have you asked Old John to help you make a new red butterfly?"
Climbing up the stairs to the attic, Xia De placed the cardboard box full of matches on the highest shelf in the attic. Seeing that he had no intention of opening the box, Mia was very disappointed and squatted on the cardboard box and refused to come down.
"I went there, and Lecia gave Father John a draft for 3,000 pounds..."
"How many?"
Xia De looked at the blonde girl who was placing the fire extinguisher in surprise:
"When I asked Father John to make the first red butterfly, he only charged me £1 for the labor and materials."
"So, it can only allow Leicia and I to look at each other from a distance for a short period of time."
Dorothy bent down, hooked the half of the red butterfly pendant around her neck with her little finger, and shook it towards Shad:
"Lecia won't be satisfied with just letting us look at each other."
"What is she going to do?"
"We also know that it is unrealistic to allow us to ignore the abnormality of the soul and approach at will just by using alchemical items."
Dorothy straightened up and clapped her hands, then went downstairs with Shad to move other things. Mia saw Shad leave, so she reluctantly left the cardboard box that she had taken a fancy to, and followed with her short legs.
"Lecia thinks that we should at least be able to touch each other, even if it's just for a second."
"That's all. She really is rich."
Shade exclaimed.
"Yes, the life of Her Royal Highness the Princess is beyond our imagination."
Dorothy was a little sad, but it was probably not because of money.
Before dawn on Sunday was the last time Shad could attend the cocktail party in the year 3014 of the Fifth Era. The only blood he had obtained so far was the blood of the unfortunate person struck by lightning bought from Old John, and the blood of the evil demon - the Devourer Sakato obtained from Grandma Cassandra.
In order to be able to use the key on time tomorrow morning, after helping Dorothy move the boxes, Shad set out for Midhill Castle at four o'clock in the afternoon, intending to go to the Home for the Blind and take the blood that Sister Defloran had promised.
He also promised Dorothy that they could have dinner together in the evening, which made the writer, who was still busy, smile.
Because this trip to Midhill Castle was purely to get something and there would be no danger, Shad also brought the cat that stayed at home and didn't want to move.
Compared to the shock she felt when she first saw the sea, the orange cat Mia did not have much reaction to the Sikar Mountains and the forest after she was restored from a doll to a real cat. Perhaps to this cat, dense urban buildings are not much different from dense trees.
He brought the cat down the mountain. There was no fog on Mount Xikar today, so Shade did not fight with the evil spirit. Instead, the cat in Shade's arms kept looking around in the mountain, and finally even suddenly looked up to the sky and meowed, almost making Shade think that his cat had turned into a wolf.
"Do you see any danger?"
He stood in the forest alertly observing his surroundings, but not to mention the danger, he didn't even find any ants under his feet:
"Don't yell. If you really attract wolves, don't try to get into my arms even if you are scared to death."
He patted Mia's head, and the orange cat raised its head and rubbed Shade's hand with the side of its cheek, but it was still very alert to its surroundings, and its big amber eyes continued to look around.
It was almost five in the evening when we arrived at the Blind House on Luff Lane after entering the city. Unexpectedly, Sister Develin was also here. When Shad, holding the cat, was led by the servant to the reception room on the third floor, Ms. Michelle, with a cloth covering her eyes, was sitting opposite Sister Develin.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Watson."
Ms. Michelle stood up to greet her, while Sister Defulin sat there and nodded calmly:
"good afternoon."
The nun wearing a silver crown-shaped eye mask turned around and seemed to be looking at the cat in Shad's arms, but said nothing. Instead, she told Ms. Michelle to leave for the time being because she had something to talk to Shad about.
"This is the blood that was promised to you."
She took out a silver bottle from the pocket of her gray-black nun's robe and handed it to Shade. The metal bottle was not cold, but rather warm. Except for an eye-shaped emblem on the surface of the bottle, the bottle was smooth. The "eye-shaped emblem" was the emblem of the spiritual order.
At the mouth of the bottle was a piece of red silk cloth, wrapped with a heavy sterling silver stopper.
This exquisitely crafted silver bottle alone looked quite valuable, but Xia De was too embarrassed to ask about the bottle's true value:
"Whose blood is this?"
"This bottle of blood is made from a drop of blood from some magical creatures that can survive in magma. Although it is not very special, I think this bottle of blood should contain an entire underground magma biological community."
The nun said calmly.
"What will happen if I drink it?"
Shade asked the question again. Sister Defulin did not look as puzzled as Dr. Schneider. She still folded her hands on her legs:
"I have processed this blood in advance. Its temperature does not exceed 100 degrees, so drinking it will only burn your mouth and esophagus. But even if you are not worried about being burned, you cannot drink too much. Contact with too much blood of magma creatures will definitely cause mental mania."
"I see."
Xia De put the bottle away, picked up the curious cat and put it on his lap:
"You seem to have something else you want to tell me."
"Yes, I need your help with something. Mr. Hamilton, do you know the little boy who can see the date of death of all things in this city?"
Xia De raised his eyebrows:
"I know. He's from a small local organization, the Crow Club. I've made an appointment to visit him seven days later, which is next Sunday morning... I'm a little curious about what kind of death he will see in me."
The nun nodded:
"I hope you can go with me. I will pretend to be your friend. The Order is very interested in the little boy, but the Raven Club also knows about the existence of the blind sisters. I need the cooperation of the out-of-town ring sorcerers."
The spiritual order itself is a special organization that worships nature and death, so it is easy to understand why it is interested in that boy.
"Are you going there in person?"
Xia De asked curiously:
"Wouldn't it be better to let other high-level sorcerers in the cult do this kind of thing? I didn't expect you to go see him in person."
"I have time, so I'll go."
She didn't want to explain further, so Xia De didn't ask any more questions:
"So where should I meet you next Sunday? The club? Here? Or Granny Cassandra's?"
"This is fine. Also, please don't tell the witch about this."
The nun said, then hesitated:
"I've been curious since just now. Where did your cat come from?"
"Mia?"
Xia De picked up the cat that seemed a little sleepy, and the cat called lazily to the nun.
He smiled and introduced:
"This is actually someone else's cat, and I'm fostering it. Because it stole some... special ingredients, it unexpectedly has a high level of intelligence. Can you find out what's special about it?"
Shade asked excitedly. So far, he had asked many people to check Mia, but everyone thought that this cat was really just an ordinary cat:
"Please wait a moment."
The nun lowered her head and slowly took off the silver eye mask with fine patterns. The pattern on the eye mask was hard to describe, like a climbing vine, like the roots of a tree, but also like the eyelashes next to an open eye.
Without the blindfold, her long gray hair, which was not tied up, slowly spread out beside her ears, but the nun did not mind.
Raising her head, Sister Defulin looked at Shade and the cat that was being held by the waist with her dim eyes:
"I see."
He just took a look and lowered his head:
"This world is indeed balanced."
"I'm sorry, what does that mean?"
Xia De asked, shaking Mia in his hand:
“Is there something wrong with this cat?”
"No problem, just like you, no problem."
“I see~”
Shad put the cat down, somewhat disappointed.
Will you be satisfied only if you can prove that the cat you raise is not a normal cat
"She" whispered in Xia De's ear. Xia De thought about it and shook his head:
"No, of course I hope Mia is okay... Yes, why should I be disappointed? I should be happy."
The young nun, who looked to be in her twenties, slowly put on her blindfold again, tying up her long gray hair. She had been using the more ancient grammar, and the next words she said after she raised her head seemed even more difficult to understand:
"Disaster is about to happen at Fort Midhill. You are a stranger to this city, Mr. Shad Hamilton."
"That's right."
"So, outsider, have you decided to get involved in what's going to happen next?"
"I think the church should be able to solve the problem of life and death without the help of an outsider like me."
Sister Defulin smiled slightly. This nun rarely showed this kind of expression. Shade even thought that she always had a blank expression on her face.
"My eyes see some possibility that you will be entangled with the affairs of Midhill Castle."
The blind nuns of the spiritual order also have strong divination abilities, so this statement should not be made casually.
"But the seal at the foot of the mountain has been stabilized. Grandma Cassandra said that the seal on the mountainside will be solved by the Witch Council, and the Orthodox Church will be responsible for communicating with the ancients who sealed the passage on the top of the mountain. I think the outbreak of death should be delayed for a long time."
"No, the sealed door will open again sooner or later. The seal of the ancient witch emperor is definitely not easy to find, and the passage on the top of the mountain has long been in danger."
The nun said softly.
Xia De frowned slightly:
"You mean, this disaster can't be prevented at all?"
"No, I mean, this city is still very dangerous. If you still want to be here, when you encounter danger, you can move towards the direction of the fire."
"Is this... a prophecy?"
The nun hesitated for a moment and nodded:
"That's understandable. But don't worry too much. The cult will do its best to prevent disasters from happening."
"The cult is also getting involved in this matter? Why?"
“Because it’s a responsibility.”