franphil Chapter 355 Fairy Tale Magic
Chapter 355 Fairy Tale Magic
Chapter 355 Fairy Tale Magic
The sounds of gongs and drums, singing, laughter, and songs echoed across the sea of ruins.
This doesn't seem like an extremely dangerous sea area, but rather an amusement park, filled with laughter and music.
"The Bloodless One" Heath Doyle was even somewhat intoxicated by the relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, while only Klein's scalp tingled as he watched the rippling waves on the sea. He could clearly sense that something extremely terrifying was happening here, but what he heard was completely different from reality.
"This is fairy tale magic; all terrors can be laughed off in fairy tales."
Seeing Klein's doubtful look, Cattleya explained, "The fact that we can hear this kind of music means there are whispers or other sounds we shouldn't hear here. The more cheerful and childlike the music, the more dangerous the area is."
She was actually a little scared. Looking at Heath Doyle's appearance, she knew that the magical item she had prepared, which could block sight and hearing to a certain extent, had not worked. If the Queen had not accompanied her on this trip, things would have been terrible.
That's because you don't know those original fairy tales. Klein thought to himself, but on the bright side, at least he could enjoy these shows again in peace?
Klein had thought so, but as the light grew larger and larger at the end of his vision, he suddenly had a bad feeling. The light was like a huge gem shining with dreamlike colors in the sunlight, but when he got closer, he could see that it was actually a floating island.
The buildings on the floating island were somewhat dilapidated, but the light was unusually bright, even brighter than the midday sun. A long hiss came from inside. Klein didn't feel scared at all, whether it was the magic of the fairy tale still working or not. Instead, he felt more energetic.
"Don't look!"
Seeing that Klein was staring straight ahead in the direction of the sound, showing no intention of avoiding eye contact or looking down, Cattleya grabbed Klein's neck and forced him to look away. At the same time, she shouted a warning across the ship, "Look down, don't look."
Actually... all you need to do is say a word.
Klein felt he was quite obedient, and although he didn't like being held, he obediently looked away.
What Xia'er saw was much clearer: two golden horses and a golden chariot, as well as a floating island that seemed to be the abode of gods. "This is aesthetics."
He had no choice; Grisha was indeed a sucker for good looks, his aesthetic sense was always on point.
It's getting dark soon.
It was midday, yet Bernadette said something unexpected.
"Do you want to take a nap?"
Chael inquired, explaining that he planned to visit the library at the Black Monastery, partly as a way to check off his list and broaden his horizons.
Bernadette remained silent, clearly intending to follow Chael. This was perhaps a silent urging, a prompting for Chael to go with her to that primitive island in the Misty Sea as soon as possible.
"Let's go then. There are still some surprises in this kind of realistic dream."
Shael pretended not to notice, his figure blurred and he entered the dream, crossed a large sea area, and landed in the library of the Black Monastery. Sure enough, there were many ancient religious books here. Shael picked up a few early poems of the Church of the Night with great interest.
These are all poems praising the night and the goddess. Because they were written in a short period of time, they are full of believers' most direct worship and faith in the gods. They do not pursue subtlety in their expression, praising the goddess of the night in every way, from her appearance, figure, and temperament to her power, symbols, and radiance.
It is not as dazzling as the sun, but it has always been there, in the peaceful night of Chang'an.
Seeing that Chael was so engrossed, Bernadette also took down a book, which recorded the stories of the goddess of night performing miracles on several occasions, such as protecting human cities in turbulent times, walking on the earth to eliminate disasters, defeat strange beasts, and bring peace to the souls of the dead who could not find peace.
This is more realistic than the stories recorded in the Fifth Age, which depict the gods' vague protection of humanity.
The two book lovers stayed in the library of the Black Monastery and did not participate in anything else.
After Klein and Gadriya found Anderson, the strongest hunter at sea, they saw in a dream that the Black Saint, who believed in the true creator, was chasing their own personality, who believed in the ancient sun god.
Later, the Mushroom King's hybridization experiment went wrong. The Future was parasitized by mushrooms, milk was produced from the muzzle, and watermelons grew on the deck. When everyone was avoiding it, only Xia Er did not mind and even shared a watermelon with Bernadette.
Such food cannot be eaten casually, but Xia'er has studied in the Mother Nest training class, and apart from certain truly extraordinary properties, very few foods can poison him.
Xia Er also taught Bernadette a magic spell that could turn anything into chocolate. When Huang Beibei learned this spell, her eyes changed, and she looked at Xia Er with a scrutinizing and eager expression.
Why didn't you teach such important magic before? You just kept it hidden, didn't you?
Imagine how prestigious it would be if she learned this simplified version of witchcraft during her teenage years.
"Just how many useful and useful things are you hiding?"
Bernadette always felt that there was still a lot that Chael hadn't taught her.
Did I teach you about the fairytale magic system of the Type-Moon universe? The magic effects are all quite beautiful.
Xia Er blinked, unsure whether he had taught at all, or how much he had taught.
"I'll definitely teach you anything useful that I remember, right?"
The ability to turn into chocolate was something he created on a whim, involving some kind of power of change. Had he never taught him that before? What had he taught him?
"I remember when I was thirteen, you gave me a bottle of perfume called 'Goblin Freon,' saying that it was specially made for me, that the scent suited me perfectly, and that you couldn't find it on the market at all."
Bernadette clearly remembered the old grudge, "You didn't tell me that after wearing that perfume, I could only swear and curse all day long."
Even though she's now a grown woman, Bernadette's respect for Chael remains incredibly strong and pure whenever she thinks about how she cursed at her father, who was holding a cake and had a kind face.
Her father's disillusioned, broken, and somewhat distorted expression was an unforgettable memory for her.
Equally unforgettable was the feeling of being scolded so badly by my personal maid until she cried; that feeling of wanting to apologize but only getting dirtier with each word...
These novel experiences were all birthday gifts carefully prepared for me by my teacher.
This was incredibly controversial in Intis at the time. Intis didn't have a tradition of expecting a scolding before being invited to dance, and the worst part was that even if they argued back, they couldn't win the argument...
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