OBS Chapter 3414 Snow Mountain Dream
Chapter 3414 Snow Mountain Dream
Chapter 3414 Snow Mountain Dream
"The Harlequin Troupe is actually a branch of the ancient Fate Cult. Although it may sound like I am flattering myself, we and the Prophet Association actually have the same origin. Even though we don't have the same fame and power as today's prophets, our troupe has also retained some ancient heritage, so I know what the 'protagonist candidate' on this snake slough means."
The man wearing the clown mask paused and looked at Shade, who nodded knowingly:
"This snake slough of mine comes from the Fatu people, who are the oldest indigenous people on this island. The local church once asked the Fatu people if they had this kind of snake slough, but the Fatu people said no because the church came a step too late. The only snake slough left by the Fatu people is in my hands.
I learned about the fateful story that was about to unfold through a friend of mine who works at the Prophet's Association."
Shade leaned against the fence on the top floor of the lighthouse, listening to the sound of the tide hitting the rocks near the shore:
"If we divide the people who are interested in the protagonist position into five groups, there are actually five groups: you representing the clown, me representing the Fatu people, the Doom Cult, the All Returns to One, and finally the Prophet's Association. The Snow Mountain is in the Principality of Lagsen, and the Prophet's Association will not sit idly by."
Mr. Motis also nodded in agreement:
"We and the prophets are all branches of the Ancient Cult. We will definitely not miss the opportunity to participate in this great drama left by Mr. Huan. It is also an honor for me as a clown. The troupe's greatest hope is not to win the leading role, but to make this drama of fate as exciting as possible, so we are willing to temporarily form an alliance with others."
Xia De did not comment on his position on himself. At present, the information was unclear and Xia De could not guess whether what the other party said was true or false:
"It's a coincidence. Although I am interested in that position, I also want to use this island as the stage to make the drama more exciting. So, we come to the most crucial question - do you know about this ceremony of the chosen one?"
“The troupe has left behind fragments of poems, which point to the seven-act story. Those who aspire to stand in the brightest spot under the spotlight need to compete in the final round after the seven-act story is finished.”
Mr. Mortis shook his head again:
"We know some rules, such as that actors don't have to participate in every act, but frequent appearances, even just as a background, can help enhance their importance in the drama. But we don't know much about what the seven acts are."
This once again confirmed Luvia's guess, that is, the seven-day miracle of Mr. Huan mentioned by the ice maid Winnie was actually the ceremony of the chosen one this time.
"I know a little bit. One of the scenes is related to the reason why your friend, the potion merchant, was injured. The angel-level relic, the Sword Heir Mother's Nest, was held by the devil in a decisive battle with the church's team in the snowy mountains last Friday. Now the devil has escaped and the magic sword is broken, and this scene of the story is basically over. The content of the snake slough is also because of this, it has changed from an important supporting role to a candidate for the protagonist."
Mr. Mortis suddenly realized:
"I did hear about the action of the magic sword last week. So that's what happened. If I had insisted on investigating after Sargent was injured, it would have been impossible. I can't defeat the devil or the magic sword."
He shook his head with self-awareness:
"The troupe also knows a story that may be related to a dice game. Recently, the troupe's personnel on the island have been investigating this. Of course, our main task is still about the 'mermaid' matter."
"I also know that the theme of one scene is related to the stone harp, but there is still no clue. Countess Waldeck has been bitten to death by the infinite snake. How come she still has a companion? Could she be resurrected?"
Shade was very interested in the information about "Desire". Mr. Mortis tapped the guardrail beside him with his fingers and looked into the distance through the holes in his mask:
"She hasn't been resurrected, but she must have been sent to this island for a purpose. And from what we know about those disgusting guys, if they take any action, they won't just send one person. There must be others who have come to the island. The troupe originally planned to capture the countess and get clues from her, but she died so suddenly, and her soul can't communicate with spirits."
Compared to the "clown" Shad had seen in Tobesk, Mr. Mortis's status in the troupe was obviously higher. So since there was an opportunity, Shad asked the question that he had not answered last time, amid the sound of the waves:
"Speaking of which, what exactly is the conflict between you and That Thing That Must Not Be Named? I heard that you have been searching for and chasing after its followers ever since it reappeared in the material world two years ago.
Did it take away your important heritage? Did it once inflict heavy damage on your order in ancient times? Or is there some other reason?"
Mr. Mortis took a deep breath:
"This problem"
Seeing that he was in a dilemma, Xia De shook his head:
"It's okay. If it's a secret, you don't have to answer."
"Thank you. It's not that the answer to this question involves any interests, but once it is spread, it will have an impact on us. Although I believe that most clowns have already realized it, some things are better left to a few people. If there is a chance in the future, I will tell you."
Shade didn't really care what secrets the Harlequin Troupe had. After all, everyone had secrets, and that was normal. He was very happy with Mr. Mortis and his organization's attitude towards the "chosen ones".
He even felt that compared to everyone else, Mr. Mortis's idea of simply making the story of fate more grand was more in line with the meaning of being the chosen one.
The two exchanged contact information and could keep in touch at any time. Although Xia De did not tell the other contents of the seven-day story of the ancient god that he had heard, before parting, he told Mr. Mortis about the reason why the snow mountain was divided into the inside and outside, and that "Mr. Huan" might have sealed the mistake of fate in the snow mountain.
In return, Mr. Mortis promised Shade that if they found more clues to the story of fate, he would share them with Shade as soon as possible:
"After all, it's impossible for a clown to act alone. I don't want to cooperate with those villains. We don't want to contact the Prophet Association for the time being. So Mr. Watson, are you going to be the hero of the story?"
The conversation with Mr. Motis did not take up too much time. It was only 3:30 in the afternoon when we said goodbye to him under the lighthouse at the pier.
Shade stood on the pier and looked at the fleet of the Kingdom of Delarion from afar, thinking about the meeting with Major Rades that he had made tomorrow to reminisce about the past:
"Why does Major Rades always appear in such dangerous places? Is this some kind of fate?"
When they arrived at the town of Kyle-Tod, there was no one familiar to Shade in the Snow Mountain Hall, which was quite rare.
The unicorn accompanied Sylvia and Emilia to the castle. Elders Harald and Wilda went to the place where Shade saw the [Ice Heart Walker Ring] to look for bones. Claire took Miss Larson to Elder Ursa to learn the rituals for the "All Souls' Day", so Shade couldn't find anything to do for a while:
"I should have brought Mia here earlier."
Now that the Snow Mountain Hall was fully open to Shade, he went to the castle courtyard to look at the snow mountain. Thinking carefully, he had never been as relaxed as he was now since he came to this island.
Although I have seen the scenery of Fatumunster Island before, this is the first time I have enjoyed it in such a peaceful way.
Because it was still winter, it was already dark at around four o'clock. He thought that everyone would be back at dusk, and after watching the snow-capped mountains under the setting sun for a while, he went to the banquet hall and sat down, taking a book from the bookshelf of the Moon Library, wanting to take advantage of the time to study the "Eternal Sleep Bible".
It was probably because he still hadn't rested well in the morning, and after reading for a while, he felt a little sleepy. However, since he had nothing to do and was not in a hurry to read the "Eternal Sleeping Canon", Xia De really closed the book temporarily and lay down on the table.
Thinking of taking a short rest, I fell into a deep sleep.
It seemed that every time the stranger went to bed at an irregular time, he would dream of strange things. But it might also be because every time he felt sleepy during the day, it was because he was thinking too much.
In that chaotic, disordered and incomprehensible dream, some familiar figures gradually appeared.
He vaguely realized that he was on his way to climb the snowy mountain in the wind and snow. Then he saw Miss Sabel who disappeared after the battle of the ice castle. She was holding Miss Isabella's silver pocket watch for some reason. She waved to Shade and disappeared in the blizzard.
Then he saw Sister Belen, without a blindfold. The nun nodded at him, then turned into a torch and disappeared.
Shade wanted to hold them back, but he took a few quick steps forward and saw Luvia kneeling in the snowy mountains and crying. Although he could only see her back, Shade could recognize that it was the long-haired version of Luvia.
He found it hard to imagine that Luvia in her past life would cry like this. When he got closer, he realized that she was crying over Claire's body.
The platinum-haired Great Witch of the Sun was no longer sounding in the snowy mountains. Luvia clutched the corpse's hand, her whole body trembling with extreme sadness.
"what?"
Xia De didn't understand what this was, let alone why this happened. He stood there, wondering if this was all a dream, and suddenly he felt someone tapping his left shoulder, but when he turned to the left, he found no one.
Only then did he realize it and turned to the right, and then he saw a familiar person, who was looking at him with his hands behind his back and smiling.