Whispering Poems

Chapter 3840 Fallen Moon - Rebirth
"Miss Annette, I...I've arrived!"

Stella, panting, ran into the plaza. Outside, a howling wind and snow raged, but inside the plaza, there was no wind at all, and no snow had accumulated on the ground. This was the effect of the divine descent on the plaza, but that was unimportant now.

Luvia explained:

“Shortly after you left the battlefield, I timed it perfectly and left with Ellie. The others can’t leave either, otherwise we won’t be able to hold out until Shad returns; Granny Cassandra stayed on the ship to support the situation. There needs to be at least one Great Witch on the ship, in the castle, and in the tower, so Granny didn’t come over.”

The purple-eyed fortune teller was not at all surprised that the eleventh girl to arrive was her:

"Only girls with a close enough connection to Shad are qualified to play the music, so I didn't call on any witch followers to make up the numbers. It's almost time."

"But there aren't enough people; it's hard to say how effective eleven people will be."

Bella said worriedly, just then the twelfth figure appeared, Daniste also braving the wind and snow to appear in the square.

"It seems I've arrived at the right time; I'm just one person short."

The librarian quickly determined the number of people with just a quick glance.
"Where's Sirius? Isn't she on the ship too?"

“Something happened in town twenty minutes ago, and she took away the last support team that remained on the boat.”

Bella explained that as she calculated the exact time Luvia had given her, she felt her heart racing faster and faster; it was the fortune teller's inspiration frantically reminding her not to miss the time.
"Winnie, can't we just transfer the people we need over here? Anyone will do!"

The maid also had a serious expression:

"No, the aftershocks of God's power, the apocalyptic environment, and the chaotic tides are all working together. At most, I can only move Miss Larson, who is near the bottom of the cliff, to our vicinity, just like before."

Sylvia then asked Luvia:
"Do we still need to wait? It's going to be too late."

Not only her, but everyone else also noticed that the surrounding snowstorm was subsiding, and the azure starry sky above the plaza, with its twinkling stars, was returning. The moonlight was focusing its radiance on them in the Oracle Plaza, as if the entire world was urging them to begin their performance as soon as possible.

Everyone understands that if they don't start now, it will be too late.

"Wait ten more seconds."

Luvia, suppressing her breathing, closed her eyes. When she opened them again ten seconds later, the snowstorm around the square had completely stopped, and the other eleven people had adjusted their positions, forming a circle with her in the center of the Oracle Square.

The cat perched on Ellie's head had no intention of interfering, because Luvia's shadow suddenly made a stomping motion on the ground, causing a string of golden runes to light up. The runes represented names familiar to everyone. Then, within the light of those runes, the demigod Adele lifted her skirt and stood up:

Who called?

She caught sight of Luvia's shadow and changed her words:
"Luckily, when he summoned me just now, I was worried that something might happen to him if he stayed here alone, so I left a summoning talisman beforehand."

After speaking, the past Adele ignored the girls' expressions and continued her explanation:

"What was left behind on the battlefield was a time clone. I don't need the Ring of Fate to adapt to the apocalypse, so the impact of my main body leaving the battlefield is not significant."

Luvia had nothing to say to Adele, who came from the "future." She handed the sheet music from her sleeve to the witch with the beauty mark under her eye, who glanced at it and nodded.

"It's very simple, no problem."

After speaking, she looked at Luvia again. Although her feelings were extremely complicated, she knew she couldn't delay, so she extended her hand to Luvia:
“Let the two of us be the core of the ceremony.”

Luvia took her hand and felt the other person tremble slightly, but Luvia didn't have time to think about it at the moment, and grabbed Ellie's hand with her other hand as well:

"With Ellie included, the ritual will be most effective. Ellie, we don't need the triangle anymore, can you sing instead?"

"can!"

Luvia and Ellie then broke free from the circle of twelve people. Adele then waved her hand again, and everyone's clothes, except for Ellie who was still wearing the white robe, were transformed into formal gowns based on each person's background. The boots and flats that were originally worn for combat were also transformed into high heels of various colors.

Luvia wore a long purple dress, her flowing hair tied back with a purple silk ribbon, while Adele wore a long golden dress. This wasn't illusion magic, but rather object transformation; in a post-apocalyptic world, mastering this ability was absolutely essential.

The wind and snow had completely subsided, and the moonlight, like a spotlight, slanted down from the night sky and shone on the thirteen girls dressed in gorgeous gowns.

They then adjusted their mood and expressions, each laughing as they twirled around to let their skirts spread out. Then, the ten girls on the outer edge lifted their skirts to greet the three girls in the middle, while the three girls in the middle held hands back to back.

Luvia's hoarse voice began her solo to the moon, followed by Adele and Ellie's voices one after another. Only after the three singers joined in did the ten instruments begin to play. Tonight, the moon sets; tonight, the moon rises—

Silver Star disappeared beneath the pale veil.
You fell off a cliff covered in ice and snow, where no one knows.
Listen, the shattered crown of the sage whispers—

The moon will eventually disappear into the bottomless abyss.

Luvia, Adele, and Ellie released their hands, crossed their arms over their chests, closed their eyes, and looked up at the moonlight. The ten girls playing instruments each took a step back in their high heels.

Oh, my silver-white groom!
Let the tears slide down your left eye.
At the Moonlit Tower where cats leap,

After my thirteenth dance,
Your pulse will begin anew in the new moon uterus.

Luvia, Adele, and Ellie spun around until they faced each other, their six hands overlapping in the center, then reaching upwards together.

The kiss of yesteryear still lingers on the faded tarot cards.

I used a quill to smear the moon mark with the blood from my wrist.

Weave our marriage vows with laurel and night-blooming jasmine.

May the holy silver chains pierce the path between life and death.

Apart from the girl who had to play an instrument, everyone else sang together with the three in the middle at this moment—

The nine-layered rings revolve in the sea of ​​stars.

Each cluster of light is a beacon guiding you home.
Passing through the snow-capped mountains shrouded in frost and mist,

I call for the silver shuttle to return.

The bright moonlight seemed to freeze the thirteen people in time, and under the moonlight and starry sky, they sang out a shared wish—

Return, reborn, rise anew.

Your soul merges with ours.
We are the stars, you are the moon.

You once promised us—

The stars and the moon will embrace each other and merge into one another.

Below the Cliff of Saints—

"Who's singing?"

The bullet of "luck" was fired at the gods, but it ended up hitting Shad between the eyebrows.

As the god lowered his empty gun, the "dead" Shad staggered and swayed twice before falling off the edge of the [Saint's Cliff].

The howling wind couldn't lift him, and the blowing snow merely brushed past him. He heard someone singing, but he could no longer see his surroundings.

He could only feel himself falling, falling in the darkness, his body and soul falling together, as if he were falling into a bottomless abyss.

The death bestowed by the gods has arrived, but by sheer luck, the bullet, along with the song, brings a final chance—after all, the evil god's condition for victory is that no one dies after firing the shot, and He doesn't stop Shad from using his own strength to prevent death.

Then the stranger seemed to remember something; he remembered that this wasn't the first time he had fallen like this.

His tightly closed eyes opened as he fell, and the stranger, falling like a doll, struggled to lift his head and look upwards.

On that cliff, at the very top of that moon tower, he hoped that golden and silver figures would hold hands and look down at him from above.

But this time, there was nothing at the top.

"why?"

Darkness enveloped him once more as he fell, his body blind as before, his soul becoming foolish again as before.

He will fall into a dream from which he will never awaken, a dream from which there will never end.

But the song calling for the moon to rise again became clearer at this moment. This time, the outsider heard it; it was the song of his own girls calling for him.

"I can't fall again."

A glimmer of light shone from the darkness of ignorance. This time, no one on the high ground looked at Xia De, but this time, those on the ground sang for him.

Unwilling to leave, unwilling to fall asleep, unwilling to give up. The stranger reached out his hand as he fell, and the memories that had been hidden deep in his soul, existing yet unremembered, finally surged into his heart.

On a starry night in the spring of 1853, he reached the Tower of the Moon.

I stepped over the corpses and climbed the tower alone.

He seems to have admired someone, protected someone, helped someone, followed someone's shadow, touched someone's roots, and been guided by someone.

He then leaped and fell from the top of the tower, while the golden and silver figures holding hands above him simply watched him.

Click!

Silvery lightning crackled through the sea of ​​stars, illuminating the previously dim, yellowish light with countless starlight.

Someone is smiling gently—

Whose roots were those that year?

"Helena Carter, the Moon Sorcerer!"

My memory is still hazy, but the answer just came out of my mouth.

Who guided that moon?

"Euclid the Astrologer!"

The stranger who fell from the road gave an answer he didn't know.

Whose figure was that night?

"The Werewolf Witch - Miss Hibel Bister!"

A sky full of stars, March in full bloom, a sea of ​​stars shimmering, a miracle reappears—

What did someone say to you back then?

"The fallen traveler rewrites the world's epic!"

Amidst "her" laughter, the girls' song reached its final verse. Shad, emerging from his hazy memories, saw his outstretched hand as he fell, touching a hand reaching out from above.

Last time, no one stopped his fall; this time, a silver figure smiled and caught him from above.

Shad then grasped her outstretched hand from above. Her hand was somewhat cold, yet very gentle. He looked up at the moon in the sea of ​​stars, and the stars congratulated him at that moment.

"you"

Shad opened his eyes while lying in the snow; he was awake.

　PS: Shade – [Time and Space] [Silver Moon]

　　Low: The echo of time and space, vibrating dormant power;
　　In the middle: the shadow of the silver moon guides the final direction;

　　Gao: A fallen traveler who rewrites the world's poetry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)