OBS Chapter 3292 "Dialect"
Chapter 3292 "Dialect"
Chapter 3292 "Dialect"
After landing, the artist hugged Xia De and closed her eyes with a scared expression. However, she looked fine, or she had already recovered. In any case, her injury should not be serious.
Miss Reinhardt, on the other hand, looked a little embarrassed. She was almost hit by the devil's sword just now, and then she had to send the elders to the ground, but at least she was not injured.
"Miss!"
Ms. Larson came to her teacher and spoke softly and quickly about the current situation. The Great Witch of the Sun looked at the unicorn that buried its head in the box, and then at the two people hugging each other. At this time of mixed emotions such as surprise, bitterness, confusion, relief, joy, etc., for some reason she thought of their discussion about mounts and chocobos not long ago:
"So you really do have a unicorn."
She said this to Shade, pouting her lips slightly to show her displeasure, but Flora didn't care about that. However, Flora finally let go of Shade, and ignored the expressions of her colleagues beside her. Instead, she looked at the unicorn eating, then smiled and complained to Shade:
"Okay, besides me, it turns out you have a second, no, third unicorn out there!"
She was including little Liana in this, but of course she was joking.
Shade explained:
"This is not my unicorn. I picked it up. It was injured, and I wanted to find a safe place for it to recover. I guess the white light that Miss Rhinehart and I saw this afternoon, and the white light that the old ranger saw more than 20 years ago, might be it."
"Really? You just rode me and you found another mount. You are really..."
"Flora!"
Miss Reinhardt at the side finally couldn't stand it anymore. She tried not to look at Shade's hand that was forcibly grabbed by Flora, and instead complained to her colleague:
"Flora! Don't you realize that as an unmarried lady, I can't even say that I'm being ridden by a man. Even in the Transfiguration state, this is very wrong. And!"
She raised her voice a little, these words had been held back all the way while searching for Shade:
"What happened tonight? Why did you appear on this island? Why did you fight alongside him just now? Did you know this gentleman before?"
The artist smiled sweetly. She finally understood why everyone was so keen on this kind of "game":
"Claire, don't be so excited. Of course, the Speaker asked me to come here. She asked me to see what happened here. This island has been really lively since daytime. Was it the ancient evil spirit who rescued the angel-level metal life form just now? This place is more dangerous than I thought."
"You followed me for a day?"
Thinking about her performance today, the witch with platinum-blonde hair immediately turned pale. Shade wanted to change the subject, so he asked Miss Reinhardt:
"How are the elders?"
"Fortunately, although we were all injured, we were well prepared in advance because we knew we would be fighting against the magic sword today, and nothing happened to my grandfather. No, I was talking to Flora - oh! I remember now, no wonder there were always owls flying over our heads today!"
Flora smiled and nodded:
"Yes, I followed you for a whole day. But don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who would tell on others. Although I saw a lot of interesting things today, I will not tell anything to the Speaker except for the containment operation tonight. As for him..."
This time she directly hugged Shad's arm and gave Shad a look that said "don't talk too much". Shad probably knew what Flora wanted to say.
"You know, although I'm famous as a musician and painter, I've also written some short essays. I met this strange man at a writers' reception a long time ago. I originally wanted to observe him and then report to the parliament, but then I found that he was a very strange person."
She couldn't hide the smile on her face:
"Anyway, I became friends with this Mr. John Watson, and he occasionally provided me with some 'creative material'."
Only the “creative material” in this passage is true.
"He didn't even know that his identity as a ring wizard had been exposed, let alone that I belonged to the [Witch Council]. This morning, I arrived at this island and met him by chance in the city. When I had breakfast with him, I heard that he actually knew you. When we had dinner together tonight, I met your followers who came to report the news. After thinking it over, I confessed my identity to him.
Oh, his expression was really funny.”
The owl made up a meticulous story like a spider, and the great witch of the sun felt that it was all so incredible, even more incredible than the appearance of a real unicorn on the island:
"So you know about Vanessa and Sylvia?"
"Of course I know. I found out a long time ago that they also knew this man. At that time, the three of us agreed to keep the secret that I was also a witch, and hide it from him alone. Although this man is just a travel writer, he is very talented. I have had many experiences of co-authoring with him."
Flora gripped Shad's arm a little harder. It was easy to understand what "hiding it from someone" implied.
"You, you guys."
Claire Reinhardt had covered her forehead because of her colleagues' bold behavior, so she didn't see the helpless look that Shad gave Flora.
"Have you ever thought that if it was someone else instead of you who was sent to this island, it is very likely that he actually knew the three great witches of the council but never revealed himself?"
"Four, including you."
The Great Witch of the Sun instinctively wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, she couldn't refute it. Flora smiled and continued to add:
"See, you understand. Anyway, I'll keep this secret for you, and you shouldn't tell anyone else about it - this is a secret shared by all of us."
The witch with platinum blonde hair felt that she was facing more challenges, but she was not disgusted by the fact that Shade knew Flora. The more people knew about this man's existence, the safer it would be for the future. She was just annoyed that she had fallen behind by one person, but this at least proved that her vision was correct:
"Okay, let's talk about this later. Now we should discuss this."
She pointed at the unicorn next to Shade who was still chewing an apple. Although it looked small, as an adult unicorn, Shade's body could not hide it at all:
"How should we deal with this? Also, why can we pick up unicorns so easily on this island? I have lived here for so many years, why haven't I picked one?"
Miss Larson and Flora both laughed, but the former was more reserved. But Shade didn't think it was a coincidence or fate. He had his own guess:
"I think the reason I met it is probably because Miss Frowenslater turned into a unicorn and appeared on the island today, and it thought it had met a companion. In addition, I was also injured by the devil tonight, so it knew that I was not an enemy."
It actually ate the entire box of apples. It really looked very hungry. Miss Larson stroked it carefully. The unicorn didn't care. It continued to stare at Shade with its blue eyes. But Shade didn't dare to give it any more food:
"I'll give you a midnight snack later. You ate too fast. Ladies, I want to know how it came across the demon and where it came from. I need someone to translate its words."
Unicorns don't actually have a racial language. They communicate through the perception of emotions and the ups and downs of sounds, so Shade couldn't hear anything just from "Ang~".
Then the witch of death let go of Shade's arm and transformed into a unicorn again in the white light. When the two stood together, it was more obvious that the injured unicorn was indeed small, while the unicorn that Flora had transformed into was strong and beautiful:
"Ang~"
"Ang~"
The injured unicorn immediately came over and gently nuzzled Flora, and then the two pure white holy beasts called out to each other. But Flora soon changed back to human form, with a puzzled expression on her face:
"Its dialect is beyond my comprehension."
Claire was quite confused:
"Unicorns also have dialects? Flora, are you discriminating against us who come from islands?"
"Absolutely not. I don't understand what it's saying. It probably hasn't communicated with its kind for a long time, and the environment it was born in is also problematic. Sorry, I can't communicate with it either. I think we should look for a strange ring sorcerer who is born with a unique ability to communicate with unicorns telepathically to communicate with it."
Then the image of the pointy-eared elf suddenly jumped into Shad's mind. Emilia possessed this unique talent. No matter whether it was the unicorns of the Sixth Era or the Fifth Era, she could communicate and take care of them very well.
Flora was also hinting to Emilia that she had also seen the abilities of the immature elf girl in the woods.
Shad said:
"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will go find someone to help. I happen to know a ring sorcerer like this. But the most important problem to be solved now is how to place it? Its injuries cannot be completely healed immediately, and if it is allowed to go, it will be difficult to find it next time."
Shade gently stroked the injured holy beast. Because Shade provided food, it was quite friendly to Shade, but showed some awe towards the witches and witch apprentices.
"It would be inappropriate to let Miss Winslet take it off the island before we figure out the devil's business. I can't keep unicorns on Victoria Street where I live. My neighbors will object, and there's not much space there. Although I have a secret base on the island, it's too far away."
This refers to Sylvia's tower. The Great Witch of Space would definitely be willing to accept a unicorn to live there, but given its current injured state, it is not suitable for climbing the mountain to such a high place.
(End of this chapter)