Chapter 291: cat in a bottle

Chapter 292 The Cat in the Bottle

"No, no, of course I would like to go to the opera. I'm just curious. Although the curfew has been lifted next Saturday, isn't this kind of crowd gathering place controlled and open?"

Of course, the follow-up impact of the evil god's descending event will not disappear so easily, so Xia De is curious.

"It was requested by the royal family. This seems to involve conflicts between the church and the royal family. I don't know very well. In short, Xia De, do you accept the invitation?"

Miss Louisa asked again.

"Of course, I haven't seen the opera yet."

Xia De nodded, and then asked suspiciously:

"You said that you are going to the Queen Maria Opera House to do something, isn't it another relic storage?"

"Where are there so many relics for me to contain? Do you think they are things that can be encountered casually?"

Miss Louisa asked with a smile, and then explained:

"It's to pick up the goods. I asked someone to bring back some sensitive things from other places. There will be no accidents. Xia De, the number of relics recorded in the record does not exceed five figures. We are not chosen by fate. Where Do you often encounter relics?"

"Speaking of which, Miss Louisa, do you know that an angel-level (level 1) relic went out of control in the town under Tobesk? This proves that the danger is actually very close to us."

Xia De has already put Mia aside, the cat's body temperature is higher than that of a human, holding it in Xia Tian is like holding a small stove, and now he is holding the water glass again.

"Speaking of relics out of control."

The blond female writer glanced at Xia De, with a smile in her emerald eyes:

"My friend Princess Rezia is now in Coldwater Harbor. She wrote to tell me that a bad relic out of control also happened in Coldwater Harbor City. It is said that it is a sage-level (level 2) relic with a strong curse. It is a batch of Mermaid Statue."

"Ahem."

Xia De, who was drinking water, choked:

"Is there any news?"

"Rezia said that the first group of people who were cursed all died, but the last person died not from the curse, but from the gun."

Miss Louisa said while observing Xia De's expression, Xia De lowered his head and wiped his mouth with a towel, not noticing that she was looking at him.

"Are you interested in this matter? There is also some news. It is said that the church believes that the dock dispatcher who died by shooting is very valuable. Maybe the strange ritual he arranged really attracted something, so he performed a divination on the cause of his death."

Xia De nodded. He was carrying [Twenty-sided Dice of Fate] at the time, and he was not afraid of divination at all:

"I guess something should come out of divination?"

"Because I was worried about the interference of the relic, this time I specially asked the fortune tellers of the local prophet association to help. I also used a large ceremony to assist, and even used a clerical-level relic to assist."

Miss Louisa said softly.

[Twenty-sided Dice of Fate] can interfere with fate, but there are other ways to clear the fog.

"So what happened in the end?"

he asked.

Miss Louisa lowered her voice and said:

"The divination is very vague, but I still got a few important clues."

She glanced at Xia De's expression, put the pen in her hand into the gap of the notebook, and said while flicking her wrist:

"The murderer came to the home of the dock dispatcher, which had a lot to do with the seemingly useless pentagram ceremony."

Xia De decided to investigate after seeing the blood on the ceiling.

"The murderer comes from the sea."

Shad had indeed crawled out of the sea.

"The murderer came from afar."

Shad did go to Coldwater Port City from far away Tobesk.

"The murderer is using the power of the evil god."

Xia De did indeed use the spell "underwater breathing" from the [God of the Drowned in the Deep Sea].

"Before the murderer went away, his body and the fish were almost integrated."

Xia De did indeed travel through space holding a fish.

He was very surprised that the divination was so accurate. Although he knew that the church still couldn't know it was him, he was still a little worried. Xia De hesitantly explored:

"So the Church believes that the murderer of the last deceased was..."

Miss Louisa smiled and shook her head:

"These details are not very clear, and the divination is not 100% correct. The church is just guessing."

"Guess?"

"The murderer is a terrifying murloc from the deep sea, favored by the evil **** and summoned by a ritual."

Miss Louisa carefully observed Xia De's expression, seeing that Xia De had no expression, she felt a little disappointed.

Xia De had turned his head slightly to look at the window at this time, and the outside was the dim dusk scenery, which reminded him involuntarily of the vampire's words of sublimation.

"It turns out that these information can piece together such outrageous news."

Xia De sighed softly in his heart.

He has made up his mind not to go to Coldwater Harbor recently. As Tobesk's detective, he thinks that he should not get involved with the troublesome things in the distant city.

Of course, the most important thing was that the sage-level relic was out of control, and it was of no benefit to him. Only when he went crazy would he travel thousands of miles to Cold Water Harbor just to put himself in danger.

Miss Louisa didn't mention the harbor city anymore, she just casually sighed that her friend, Princess Rezia, is very boring in Lengshui Harbor now, it would be great if she could have friends to visit her.

It's a pity that Xia De didn't have enough clues to understand what the blond writer meant.

During the subsequent break, he also talked about the story of the two ghosts in the cemetery, which quickly diverted Miss Louisa's attention. She quietly listened to Xia De's experience in the rain in the cemetery, and then looked at the Moon Dance Festival:

"Xia De, you know that I plan to serialize a collection of detective stories in the newspaper after the exam week. I have decided to use this story as the beginning. Don't worry, the specific plot will not be exactly the same, and I won't let the old lady I can tell."

With a moving story, she easily forgot about Princess Rezia temporarily.

Because of the curfew at night, Miss Louisa cannot stay here for long. After having dinner together, Goldilocks left, not forgetting to remind him to remember next week's exam before leaving.

Xia De, taking advantage of his free time at night, took time to sort out his tax returns. It's almost the end of the month, and he needs to file a tax return with the Tobesk Tax Bureau. A legally operating detective agency must not be involved in tax evasion.

But five minutes after Goldilocks left, there was another knock on the downstairs door.

At this time, the sky had not yet darkened, and Xia De couldn't guess who would visit him at this time.

After opening the door downstairs, what he saw was actually Priest Augustus. The dim yellow sunset was behind him, plating the priest's body with a layer of gold.

"Priest? How do you have time to visit me? Please come in."

With the cat probing its head behind its legs, Xia De warmly invited the priest to enter the door. When the two sat down at the coffee table covered with ledgers and contracts, the priest seemed to be in a very bad mood, and he didn't even care about the obviously low temperature in Xia De's house:

"Shad, do me a favor."

When the priest came to the door, he carried a wine bottle wrapped in newspaper, and the straw rope was tied outside the newspaper, and finally extended upward to become a handle. Coincidentally, the page facing the outside of the newspaper was a photo of the mayor of Tobesk when he gave a public speech three days ago.

If Shad recalled correctly, that speech had something to do with this summer's draft. Fortunately, now that the all-out war is over, the kingdom no longer recruits troops on a large scale, and Xia De doesn't have to worry about receiving a recruitment notice one day, and then directly carrying his bags to the front line.

"No, I'm an MI6 agent, and I'm part of the Royal Army. The recruitment notice is completely useless to me."

Thinking of this, my mood suddenly became very good.

The sad-faced old priest tore all the layers of newspapers outside the bottle, and Xia De saw that inside the dark glass wine bottle was actually a pure white cat smaller than Mia.

But no matter how small it is, its body is inevitably deformed when it is squeezed into the wine bottle. It was impossible to tell whether the cat inside was alive or dead. It was stuffed in the bottle with its eyes closed and remained motionless.

"Meow~"

The orange cat that was lying on the sofa sprang up suddenly. This cat has always been quite repulsive to its kind. Xia De heard about it when he was in the pet shop for the first time, and after he was taken to the Saint Teresa Square for a temporary stay, as long as Xia De hugged other cats outside, he would definitely hear Xiao Qiao when he returned home. The orange cat screamed "viciously".

"I'm curious, Priest, how did the cat get in there?"

Shad stared cautiously at the bottle full of cats.

"Don't look at the joke, Xia De, you must see that this is not a cat at all."

The priest grabbed the corked wine bottle and shook it vigorously a few times. So the "white cat" melted in the bottle, turning half of the bottle into a milk-like liquid.

Xia De was greatly surprised. Although people joked that cats are liquids, what happened in front of him was a bit too exaggerated. Mia stood on the sofa in horror and looked at the bottle, then at Priest Augustus, and then rushed to hide behind Shad.

The cat probably misunderstood something and took Priest Augustus as the cat killer.

"What is this? A relic?"

Xia De comforted the timid cat, and then reached out to touch the dark brown glass wine bottle, but he didn't feel any trace of the whispering element.

"How can it be so easy to come across a relic? This is a potion, or in other words, it is the precursor of the potion. You can just understand it as a semi-finished product."

The old priest explained, seeing that the liquid had a tendency to turn into a cat again, so he picked it up and shook it again:

"Potion - [Cat in a Bottle], a human can turn into a cat in a short time after drinking it."

"Meow?"

Behind Shad, the orange cat poked its head out to look at him, its pointed ears sticking out, and its big amber eyes fixed on the wine bottle.

"Priest, you are actually able to configure this potion?"

Xia De asked with admiration.

"Of course not. What are you thinking? I'm only the second ring. This kind of top-level potion that can change the body of a ring warlock, even St. Byrence, few people can make it. This is an expired potion I bought from the black market. The potion, I want to study it as the content of the course report. But after getting it, I found that not only has it expired for at least 30 years, but also some terrible things have been mixed in the potion."

The priest's face became serious:

"Look carefully, is there something like black velvet in the white liquid?"

Xia De picked up the wine bottle, shook the liquid that was about to condense into a cat, poked his head for a long time before seeing:

"Yes, there are."

"This is a mixture of curses. This thing exists in the potion. I am worried that sooner or later something more terrible will be born from this potion. So, I used some methods to perform exorcism in the church."

Although Priest Augustus was not a ring warlock of the church, as a senior clergyman, it was impossible for him to know nothing about exorcism.

"Does it work?"

"It works. When I first got this bottle of potion, at least one-fifth of the contents inside were black. At that time, I thought it was mold. I didn't understand until I found that it had a strange reaction when it touched the holy emblem of my lord. It's a curse. But I can only do this. I still remember that Louisa said that you can also exorcise demons, so I want to ask you for help. If it doesn't work, I can only hand it over to the academy. "

He pointed to the bottle, and Mia and Shad looked at the contents with great interest. When the milk-colored pure white liquid gradually formed the shape of a cat, it didn't change its appearance like plasticine, but first began to shape from the internal organs, which looked very disgusting.

"Exorcism? No problem."

Xia De looked around, got up and picked up his coat from the hanger at the door. Holding the bottle in the right hand, wrapping the coat around the right hand:

"Priest Augustus, please don't look at my hand. Silvermoon!"

The bright brilliance shines through the black cloth, but because it is covered, it is not dazzling.

"If the consumption is not too much, try a few more times."

The priest stroked his chin and suggested, Xia De nodded, and then the clothes in his hand continued to glow frequently. He didn't know what was considered acceptable, so he counted twenty times before stopping.

Put the wine bottle in front of your eyes and observe, there is no trace of black in the white liquid, but there are some black solid deposits at the bottom of the bottle. They seem heavy and you have to shake the bottle vigorously to float, but they don't dissolve.

"Is this okay?"

He handed the wine bottle to the priest, and the old priest looked at it for a long time before finally showing a smile:

"Very good, that's it. The liquid on the upper layer is an expired semi-finished potion, and the solid below is a curse combination. After I separate it, it can be used as a precious spell-casting material. I have a very good curse class." The spell. Xia De, thank you for your hard work."

"It's just a trivial matter. Oh, priest, I actually have something I want to talk to you about. I want to try to prepare some potions of joy and water for eternal sleep next week. I need your guidance. Do you have time?"

"Practical content of Potions class in the first grade? Of course, it's very simple. Find me in church on Wednesday morning, just as Bishop Owen wants to talk to you."

Speaking of getting up and preparing to say goodbye, the curfew time is coming soon, and he can't stay for long.

"Wednesday? Okay."

Xia De stood up, and Mia immediately followed.

Going downstairs with Priest Augustus, the two talked about next week's exams and Holy Prayer.

The old priest also had a headache about the exam, and it wasn't the exam itself that he was complaining about:

"When I think about the exam, I get a headache. I am at this age, and I still have to take the exam. When I was young, I really didn't expect such a thing."

"So when you were young, how did you think your old age would be spent?"

Shade helped Priest Augustus open the door, and the priest put the hat on his head:

"Have some savings of your own ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and then with the help of the church, find a job in the government welfare department that you can get money without working, preferably with a weekly salary of more than half a pound. There is a room in Tobesk My own house, drinking tea and reading the newspaper every day, maybe I can raise a cat like you, Xia De, how do I feel that you have fulfilled the requirements I had for myself when I was young?"

Having said this, the old priest himself laughed. He reached out and patted Xia De on the shoulder, and then walked out of the room.

The afterglow of the setting sun had already reached the roof of the house opposite the square, and the bright golden light in front of him made Xia De squint his eyes subconsciously. Priest Augustus went away facing the setting sun, while Xia De stood at the door holding the door and looked at his back:

"It would be great if I could be as handsome as Priest Augustus when I was old."

The priest envied Xia De's current life when he was young, and the young Xia De envied the old priest's life, which made Xia De think more about life in a foreign land.

[What are you thinking? 】

Xia De closed the door gently, shutting out the sun and the square.

"Even in this world, having a house of your own is the most important sign of a successful life."

(end of this chapter)

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