Shad frowned slightly, while Mr. Bernhardt was dumbfounded, "Wilson, do you know what you're talking about?"
"I've seen it all, yes, I've seen it all. The wise will lead the destruction, no one can stop it, it's destined! Oh! Oh!"
He groaned several times in a row, tried to stand up, but fell back to the chair again. The sound of the breath being squeezed out of his lungs was extremely weird, and he himself seemed to have lost all his strength.
Fortunately, Mr. Bernhardt cast the silence spell ahead of time, otherwise the entire floor would know that there is a lunatic living here. "Shad, what do you think?"
Seeing that Mr. Wilson became unable to communicate again, Mr. Bernhardt asked Shad. Xia De remained silent for a long time before he said, "Why don't you tell this gentleman to tell the church about this matter." "No, I don't want to go to church!" The middle-aged man with yellow messy hair suddenly said loudly Shouted, Mr. Bernhardt helplessly told Shad
"He made some small mistakes when he was young, and he was hunted down by the church before he fled here to find refuge with his fellow clansmen. Although the criminal record has disappeared now, it is impossible to go to the church."
Seeing Xia De's strange expression, Mr. Bernhardt hurriedly waved his hand again
"It's not sucking the blood of living people. We don't accept that kind of people. Most of those people are in the New World, mixed with [Blood Spirit School]. He was ignorant when he was young, and he ran to the Natural Church at night because he knew how to divination. They threw dead chickens and ducks at the door to provoke, but they were seen on the spot by the ring warlock team who came back from the mission in the church."
"Then go to the Prophet's Association. The Prophet's Association should be happy to help such a fortuneteller who is seriously injured because of too accurate divination."
Mr. Bernhardt nodded
"That's a good idea. I'll contact him immediately and send him there. In addition to my friendship with Nobel of the Peace Church, I also know a lot of people from the Prophet Association when I play Rhodes Card." That's good. "
Shad stood up, intending to leave with Mr. Bernhardt
"Speaking of which, do you want to go to another place to avoid it? Just go in a direction away from the Great Swamp." Xia De asked again, and the middle-aged Vampire Seed Lord, who was trying to help Mr. Wilson up, sighed:
"Let's stay here, after all, this is also my home. And if something big happens, I might be able to help... My fellow clansmen here trust me so much, how could I leave immediately'
Originally, they planned to go to the White King Club for lunch together, but after this happened, Shad and Mr. Bernhardt also lost their appetite. Lord Vampire Seed took Mr. Wilson to live in a safe place temporarily, and then tried to contact the Prophet Association. Xia De went to the Snake Heart Hospital to tell Sister Divelin the "prophecy" he had learned, and after having lunch with the nun, he returned to Tobesk City and told Luvia the news.
And when Shad left Huntington, there were already snowflakes in the sky. If the vampire Mr. Wilson's divination is correct, then this snow will probably last for a long time.
The brand-new prophecy did not surprise Luvia too much, and Luvia did not comment on the "purple-eyed fortune-teller" in the prophecy: "Tomorrow the steam airship of Prisha and his party will land in Huntingdon. , you can go and have a look at that time. Before Iluna left, she had already informed the church about the suspected arsonist and murderer of Lakins Priscia. In the room on the second floor of the Home Association, Luvia, who stood at the window and looked at the city, said to Shad. The Forecast Association is rich and powerful, and the heating in winter is better than most places in the city, even warmer than Xia De's home.
"Tomorrow is the time key on Saturday and Sunday morning, and it seems necessary to stay for a while." Shad nodded.
"Alright, at least there is still a chance to rest.
Luvia turned around and said that she was more anxious and restless than Xia De, every time she was like this
"I am very afraid that the prophecy you mentioned today will appear in the scene in my dream. I have also dreamed about it, but it is very vague. The heavy snow in the sky, the lighthouse on the island in the middle of the lake, the man with wings behind him, from the green muddy lake water The huge tentacles protruding from the middle of the cat stroked the soft cat, and the cat squinted and let Shad caress
"Things haven't happened yet, why are you so worried? And you said it yourself, the difficulty of prophecy and divination is not to see the future and destiny, but to successfully interpret them. The church still believes that everything was blocked in Coldwater Harbor 'God Caller' is suspected to be a descendant of murlocs or mermaids who came out of the sea.
Xia De said with a smile, stood up and looked at Luvia, "Would you like to stay at my place tonight?" Recently, the association is doing a year-end fortune-telling technical training. Luvia shook her head.
"Okay, I'll come to you again if there is a new situation. Now I need to rest, maybe tomorrow after the two witches landed, we will immediately set off to the depths of the Great Swamp.
After bidding farewell to Luvia, Xia De did not go home immediately, but found Vice President Mark. The latter already understood that most of the time Xia De looked for him because of Rhodes, so he took him to his office, prepared hot tea for Xia De, and prepared a large glass of gin for himself, Cautiously tentatively said
"You didn't get another [Founding] series, did you? God, it was only a few days ago that you got [Founding Knowledge]." No, no, this time it was for an old broken card.
Xia De handed half of the [Natural Disaster Blizzard] that he got from the Demon Scholar to Vice President Mark. The latter carefully looked at the fuzzy face of the card, apologized to Xia De, and asked someone to bring it. The "Rhode Cards Encyclopedia" issued by the association for comparison. The book was twice as thick as a standard red brick. Vice President Mark sighed softly:
"It turned out to be [Natural Disaster Blizzard] from the Natural Disaster series. I only saw one in the hands of my former teacher when I was young. Really, it turned out to be like this. His original owner really didn't like it." Know how to cherish playing cards." "Can I replace them with new ones?"
Xia De asked, but said embarrassingly
"However, I can't produce any supporting documents, nor can I give a record of the past holders of this card."
"It doesn't matter, you are the champion of Dacheng Player 1853, and you are a 'legendary player' recognized by the association." These documents are not needed, we trust your credibility. However, repair costs cannot be waived. "
Vice President Mark carefully put down the half of the cards, and then took off his gloves:
"The exact amount needs to be estimated by the appraiser, but I have encountered a similar situation. It is estimated that you will have to spend about 20 to 40 pounds."
In addition to the cost, such charges also need to consider the specific value of the cards. Generally speaking, the older the card, the more expensive it is, which is dubbed the "Rods card tax" by some players. "no problem."
Shad nodded and smiled.
Even a three-digit gold pound is worth paying for an old playing card. After all, this is one of the few hobbies he has in this world besides raising cats.
The Winter War in the Pantanal was about to break out, and Shad knew it was inevitable, but he found himself not nervous. On this Friday night, Xia De, who lived alone at home, was reading and studying in the study according to the original plan, and thought that tomorrow night, he could ask Dorothy to copy an ancient story of "Water of Wisdom" as a possible gift. A new thaumaturgy casting material.
And when Xia De washed up and went to bed at eleven o'clock that night, he found the cat squatting on the floor and looking at the wall in the empty No. 2 room as usual.
And when Xia De got into the warm quilt in his pajamas~www.mtlnovel.com~ and saw Miya's buttocks lying on the side of the pillow, another inspiration came to him: "Speaking of which, since I couldn't find [Moonlight Orb] during the day , so will there be any clues at night?" "Meow"
Xia De lifted the quilt, stepped on his slippers and walked to the No. 2 room on the second floor. Miya naturally wanted to keep up. When it came to Room 2 on catwalks, Xia De was staring at the wall facing the window in a daze, "Hmm..."
He turned around and opened the curtains, and was surprised to find that it was snowing outside again. "There is still some moonlight... Tobesk has more precipitation in winter than in summer."
After confirming that the extremely thin moonlight was shining on the wall, under Mia's gaze, Xia De melted the wall of his house again with the witch's light. The position was still the place where [Prank Boy] had left ink marks, but there was still nothing turn up. "It's really strange."
Xia De muttered to himself, then looked down at his cat. He stretched out his hands towards Mia, and the cat jumped up consciously, letting Shad hug it
"Don't you really like scratching this wall, can you feel something?"
He asked Mia softly, and felt stupid for doing so. But in autumn, the cat had keenly sensed the anomaly on the third floor, so Xia De thought that the cat might be lucky and be able to play some role.
He pinched Miya's waist, like a cat that had become elongated, and immediately stretched out his claws to scratch the wall in front of him, where Shade melted just now.
"In occultism, cats are associated with the sun and the moon. Ancient feline worship and sun and moon worship are usually inseparable. This cat definitely feels something.
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