OBS Chapter 3496 People Who Passed Through the Chapter
Chapter 3496 People Who Passed Through the Chapter
Chapter 3496 People Celebrating the Festival
If Matilda and the others have no leads, then the next step is to conduct a detailed investigation into the identity of the eighth fake man. As the "first generation" fake man in the area, the [Fake Man's House] would not be located far from him.
Fortunately, both Matilda and Miss Penster were professional fortune tellers, and they each gained different insights.
"I saw a white wall, which was made of red bricks but painted white."
Matilda's clues are slightly more abstract:
"In that bloody light, I heard the beating of a heart, the crying of a child, and finally the weeping of a woman."
The images and sounds together constitute effective information. Although even Bella couldn't directly divine the "House of the Pseudo-Humans," if the maids used "white walls" and "sounds" as clues to divine related locations within the city, then this would be the most basic work of a diviner.
While Matilda and Miss Penster were resting, the other four maids performed a divination together and quickly obtained the result:
"it's here."
A map of the city was unfolded around the campfire, and slender fingers pointed out the area to the north of the city to Shad:
“In the northeast of the city, not far from that location, is the Snakeheart Hospital. The sounds Matilda heard should be related to that place.”
Xia De looked down at the location information and memorized it firmly:
“This time it’s not outside the city, which is a bit more troublesome, but fortunately the Serpentheart Hospital is nearby, so we can ask the nuns to help cover it up. Well then, everyone, thank you for your hard work. Today’s mission is over, let’s go back. The All Souls’ Day bonfire feast and market officially begin after sunset, so we can still make it after dinner.”
"Shall we go to that address and take a look in person?"
Miss Kant from Central asked, and Xia De shook his head:
"Knowing the exact address is enough; there's no need for them to see me directly at their doorstep. Besides, with so many fake humans dying today, the creatures in the Fake Human House will definitely be on high alert. Let them be wary for a while until I get that weapon."
He stood up from the campfire and looked beyond the bare branches of the cedar forest at the already appearing sunset on the horizon:
"There weren't many fake people on the island to begin with, so what happened in Tobesk would never have happened here."
Although the maids at Moon Bay said they didn't mind spending the whole afternoon in contact with such bloody and disgusting things, Xia De still felt very apologetic. The Snow Mountain Hall was preparing for tomorrow's banquet, so it wasn't convenient to host a meal today. After returning to town, Xia De called the maid who had stayed behind, and then they all went to the Harpoon Inn for dinner.
If Claire hadn't booked the room at the beginning of the month, Shad wouldn't have had a good chance of having dinner here tonight.
As the sun set and the moon rose, a light snow began to fall from the twilight sky, but it did nothing to dampen the tourists' enthusiasm. Although All Souls' Day was not widely known throughout the Old World, it was indeed one of the more important festivals of the year for the Duchy of Lagersen.
After dinner, Shad went to the tower in the snow mountain to pick up Sylvia, and then met up with Sylvia in front of the town. They then toured the town of Kyle-Todd during the festival with the two great witches.
The town was still the same town, but as night fell and all the different lights came on, it became very different in Shad's eyes. He even wanted to bring Mia along to see the world, but the witches holding his hands reminded him that he didn't have time to take care of that mischievous cat right now.
All the gas streetlights in the town were turned on, and a gas-powered truck temporarily borrowed from the City of Time was parked at the street corner to supply energy to the temporary lampposts. The townspeople, dressed in traditional clothing, set up small stalls on the town's main street, selling almost everything: herbs, stone and wood carvings, postcards, snowmelt.
Shad even spotted Mr. Sargent, the "Potion Merchant," who had set up a stall outside his shop selling herbs. His business was thriving, and he greeted Shad with a smile, saying:
"The money you make during these festivals is more than you can make selling real magic potions!"
In the wider squares of those towns, clusters of bonfires had already been lit, warming up for the ceremonies that would begin on the second day of All Souls' Day.
By this time, the three high priests, including Claire, should already be making preparations at the docks, so Shad wouldn't encounter Claire in town. However, Miss Larson had actually been following Shad ever since he returned to town. Even Sylvia couldn't stand it anymore and had the white-haired girl come and shop with them, only then did Miss Larson agree to come over.
The girls lacked nothing, so they didn't need Shad to buy them anything. They simply enjoyed the feeling of shopping with their loved ones in this festive atmosphere.
The snow made the first day of All Souls' Day even more leisurely and pleasant. While strolling through town with the girls and soaking up the festive atmosphere, Shad also ran into some acquaintances. Besides the busy potion merchant Mr. Sargent, he unexpectedly bumped into Mr. and Mrs. Reinhardt—Claire's parents—who were out shopping in town that evening, having nothing else to do.
At that moment, he was truly grateful for his excellent eyesight, having spotted them before they even noticed him:
"Let's go this way!"
As he spoke, he led the girls to a roadside stall, and only after the Reinhardts had walked away did Shad dare to turn back, with his back to the street.
"Who is that?"
Sylvia and Sylvia had never met Claire's parents before, so the white-haired girl introduced them. The great witches all laughed, and Shad casually bought a hat from the roadside stall where he had just helped out, then put it on, explaining as he did so:
"It's a festive night, so it's best to avoid arguments and noise; this is all for the sake of the holiday atmosphere."
The elderly man selling hats also agreed:
"Although it is indeed wrong for this young man to be involved with multiple women, since it is All Souls' Day, perhaps the Holy Mountain will be willing to forgive him this time."
Shad strongly suspected that the other party was willing to speak up for him because he had bought the hat.
Later, Shad encountered Mr. Mortis again in town, but this time he wasn't wearing the clown mask. Removing the mask revealed a man who looked to be around thirty years old, with a somewhat haggard and dejected expression.
He wasn't surprised that Shad recognized him. After greeting Shad, he headed toward Mr. Sargent's potion shop.
The diviners from the Prophets' Association also participated in the All Souls' Day activities. Because it was a holiday, the Fatu people did not forcibly drive people away. Shad spotted Mr. Antoine Zarathustra, the former keeper of the association's secrets, from afar. Sensing something, Mr. Zarathustra also looked over with the crowd.
However, the two simply nodded to each other and did not make any effort to approach or strike up a conversation.
"That's the one who summons the gods?"
Shad didn't even notice that the man next to the old man Zarathustra, his back to him, haggling with a vendor over a natural crystal, was also a fortune teller. The latter only turned around after Shad and his group had walked away, and the old man, wearing a floral shirt that evening, lowered his voice and answered:
"Yes, Chairman Le Norman."
No one knows yet that Adelaide Le Norman, the president of the Prophet's Association and a 13th-ring fortune teller known as "Mr. Crystal," has arrived on the island.
"I noticed he had several companions with him."
The fashionable fortune teller, wearing a monocle, did not look again in the direction Shad had left.
"The distance was too far, and I only saw their silhouettes, but they must all be witches."
"They're all witches, and they're even holding hands. It's not urgent to determine whether the Summoner is male or female. They really aren't afraid of being beaten to death by those witches. I remember that the Great Witches of the Witch Council aren't the kind of people who are very generous. As expected of the Summoner, they really have methods."
Since all his acquaintances had come to town for All Souls' Day, Shad even wondered if his enemies would also be there, but thankfully he didn't see any priests with books or cultists rolling dice.
Of course, Shad hadn't forgotten Emilia either. Emilia said she would come to meet him after finishing her homework, but as night deepened and the festive atmosphere grew stronger, people around the largest bonfire on the dock had even started dancing, and the pointy-eared elf girl was still nowhere to be seen.
"It seems Emilia has a lot of homework."
Shad thought regretfully, while Sylvie stood on the dock waving to the approaching Radiant Messenger. Below the Radiant Messenger, the mermaid girls cautiously peeked out to admire the beautiful scenery on the shore.
Although the Snow Mountain Hall is busy during the day, it becomes almost deserted after nightfall, as people stroll around the town, shop at the market, or visit the dock.
Only two pure white unicorns remained, having stayed put. The girls who cared for them had been given a day off by Claire and were now out shopping in town. The intelligent unicorns, obediently following the witch's instructions, stayed put and didn't wander off.
Of course, they didn't stay in their little nests. Instead, they flew to the roof of the Snow Mountain Hall, then raised their upper bodies and clung to the railing, happily watching the bustling, brightly lit town below.
Ellie hadn't seen a scene like this in a long time. Although she had lived alone on the island for many years after being thawed from the ice, she had never dared to approach human settlements, so everything was new and exciting to her.
The two unicorns stood almost side by side, their golden horns peeking curiously out of the fence, swaying from side to side as they looked down at everything. Snowflakes fell on them, only adding a few impure streaks to their pure white fur; they were excited tonight too.