Whispering Poems

Chapter 3805 Sylvia and the Moon
After regaining consciousness from the chaos, Xia De felt as if he had slept for a long time, to the point that he had forgotten the time. His cheek was pressed against the cold floor, and when he tried to get up, his whole body ached.

When he opened his eyes, he felt the swelling, and when he looked around, his vision was blurry for at least three seconds before it cleared. Fortunately, as he stood up, the discomfort quickly subsided, and when he touched the two snakebite wounds on his shoulder and neck, the wounds had disappeared.

He casually tossed the black "Destruction" arc into the "Manual of Fate," then looked around. This was clearly not the sea outside the Time Wheel City dock; it looked like the corridor of some manor.

The corridor was dark, with windows on one side, the curtains on both sides of the windows not drawn, and expensive-looking antique oil paintings hanging on the walls between the windows; on the other side were rows of tightly closed wooden doors, each with an exquisite gilded nameplate, but Xia De didn’t even need to use his magical perception to sense that there was no living person inside any of the doors.

Moonlight streamed into the corridor through the windows, and the silence reminded Shad of his first encounter with the Vampire God at Night Manor.

But he quickly recognized Aurora Manor in Coldwater Harbor from the view of the manor courtyard outside the window. He had a deep impression of this place, after all, it was his only mailing address in this northern city.

"How did I end up here? What's going on?"

She, who had seemed silent all evening, finally answered:
This is an uncertain point in time, seemingly real yet fraught with illusion. Multiple forces have converged to create this ambiguous world.

"So am I currently existing as a spiritual or soul form, or a real being?"

Both body and soul are real.

Shad still remembered the fight between him and Mr. Snake before he fell unconscious, and thus guessed that it was the power of the snake. The essence of Mr. Snake's venom is actually to temporarily banish an individual's soul to the apocalypse. This is probably also the essence of the "Infinite Snake's" venom, except that the latter takes longer to take effect, so one can survive by amputation.

Although the scene was strange, Shad was certain that this was not the end of the world. After all, the moon had long since disappeared in the apocalypse, and it was said to have been swallowed by Mia (Chapter 2652), but the moonlight outside the window was very bright at this moment.

“This corridor looks like the one where Sylvie first led me into the council.”

Shad still remembered Sylvie's singing voice, and when he thought about it, he actually heard singing coming from deep within the manor.

The voice was light and airy, but it was undoubtedly Sylvie's voice, and the song she was singing was indeed a song for witches. However, Shad could sense sadness and loneliness in the song.

Shad followed the sound deeper into the corridor. Although the scene was somewhat eerie, the structure of the manor was still consistent with Shad's memory.

Turn left at the corner, then walk through the hall and find the stairs leading to the second floor. Once on the second floor, choose the right-hand direction, walk along the corridor under the moonlight to the end, turn left, and stop in front of a tightly closed door.

The singing voice came clearly from inside. After listening for a few more seconds to confirm that it was indeed Sevier singing, Shad knocked on the door.

dong dong dong~
The knocking sounded like a drumbeat in the lonely night, and the singing inside the room immediately stopped after the knocking.

Although no sound came from him entering, Shad still turned the cold doorknob and pushed open the door. This was a guest room at Aurora Manor; the lights were off, but the window was open.

The window faces the sea of ​​Coldwater Harbor, and the sound of the sea breeze and waves washes over you, also ruffling the long brown hair of Sylvia Aurora who stands by the window.

Her silhouette, like the song she had just sung, looked lonely and desolate. She wore a thin white dress, tied only at the waist with a red ribbon. It was as if a gust of wind could make her disappear in the next second. And Shad, with his excellent eyesight, was even certain that there was nothing underneath that dress.
After Shad entered, the witch who had been gazing at the sea view turned around, her back to the moonlight streaming through the window, and looked at Shad.

On the right side of the image, her entire body is framed by the window, even her shadow is enveloped by the area created by the moonlight shining on the ground. On the left side of the image, he is almost standing in darkness, but Shad believes that the two are actually in opposite situations.

"Sevi?"

He asked uncertainly, and the weary and lonely witch nodded gently:
"Shad, did the Speaker send you? What do you want me to do this time?"

Although she was speaking to Shad, her eyes were looking at the ground.

"Speaker? Doing things?"

Shad couldn't immediately grasp the background of the "story." Sevier clearly knew him, yet claimed to have been sent by the Speaker. Confused, Shad simply asked:
"Sevi, how long have you been living here?"

The lonely witch continued to stare at the floor:

"The council has imprisoned me here for three years now. Didn't the speaker send you here this time to assign me a mission? Who is the enemy this time?"

Combining the unusual whispering patterns emanating from Sevier, Shad felt he understood. Illusion and reality intertwined here. Although he hadn't seen desire or "what ifs" while unconscious, outsiders were always wise—

"This is because I didn't show up, so Sylvie encountered the situation of desire. She seems normal, probably because Adele used some means, but she also has to stay here and can't leave unless it's an emergency mission."

As for knowing me, this Sylvie is real, but she must have been given some memories that don't belong to her. Or perhaps, this is a fusion of falsehood and reality—is it the power of 'what if' at work?

Thinking to himself, he walked forward, wanting to get closer to ascertain Sevier's current condition more precisely.

But she gently stopped her:
"Don't come near me, it will bring you misfortune."

At this point, she finally looked up at Shad, her familiar golden eyes filled with timidity and unease. Although her appearance was exactly the same as the Sylvie that Shad knew, the witch before her possessed a strong sense of vulnerability.

What kind of misfortune will it bring?

"You will fall in love with me, then be unable to have me, and finally die heartbroken."

She was like a lark trapped in a cage, beautiful yet lonely. Even if a lark has the most beautiful voice, it has lost its most beautiful quality once it has lost its freedom.
"Leave this place without His Excellency the Speaker's orders. This is a cursed place."

Shade shook his head:

You still remember me, right?

"What difference does it make whether I remember or not? Those I remember will all be unhappy."

"What's going on?"

Shad asked in his mind again, and "her" voice was as gentle as the moonlight behind the witch at that moment:
Further contact is needed to confirm.

"Xiwei, since you don't want me to get close, then at least let me hold your hand, even if it's just for a second. Don't let me keep waiting like this."

He said this, but the witch looked at him sadly:
"Shad, I know your feelings, but don't come closer. If you truly miss me right now, then please stay where you are. This is the only way I can respond to your love; it's a response that can only be given to you."

Seeing that Xia De had stopped and was not moving forward, she pulled off the red sash around her waist, and then, to Xia De's astonishment, the skirt slid down her skin like water and fell to the ground.

She slightly stretched out her arms, allowing Shad to see her fully in the moonlight. Her breasts were like clusters of jade, her skin like solidified cream, and two rosy nipples were a perfect touch against her smooth, silky skin. Although Shad had seen her before, he was still utterly astonished, and certain that besides the "what if," there was also "desire" involved in this situation.
"Sevi, don't."

As Shad was about to take another step forward, the witch in the moonlight sighed softly and melted into the light, disappearing from sight. Only the white dress and red ribbon on the ground proved that what had just happened was not Shad's illusion.

He walked over and picked up the clothes. When he looked up, he heard the singing continue, but this time it was coming from a little further away.

Xia De grabbed his still-warm clothes and hurried out of the room. Looking out the window in the corridor, he saw the lonely figure sitting on the edge of the fountain in the center of the courtyard, continuing to sing, wearing the same clothes as before.

The fountain was not running at the time, so it could only be considered a statue, and the statue's appearance was different from the Aurora Manor in Shad's memory.

Then he disappeared from the window and reappeared in front of the third wrought iron bench on the left side of the center line of the courtyard.

The gas streetlights in the courtyard were not turned on, but the moonlight was exceptionally bright tonight. He turned sideways to look at the witch who was singing while gazing at the moon, and realizing he was still holding her clothes, he quickly tossed them onto the bench. He waited until Sylvie finished singing a short verse before walking over again.

"Shad, is there anything else?"

Sitting by the fountain, Sylvie in her white dress tilted her head and asked, showing no trace of the daring action she had just taken. Knowing she would disappear again if he went any further, Shad stopped at a relatively safe distance, trying to banish the scene he had just witnessed from his mind:
"Sevi, I'm not afraid of misfortune. May I come closer to you?"

The witch gently shook her head; her hair was loose, but she didn't look unkempt.
Why do you want to get closer to me? Is it just because you miss me?

Xia De spoke the truth:

"Because I want to understand you as you are now."