Whispering Poems

Chapter 3864 Miss Sabel and the First Dance (Seeking Votes)
Shad said very seriously to the diviners:
"Mortals must die, and all things must perish; this is unavoidable. We can only do our best to postpone it. As for the future, to be optimistic, at least now that 'Whispering Poems' has reached its ninth chapter, everything is going relatively smoothly, isn't it?"

Chairman Le Norman nodded and then extended his hand to Shad:
"Then, Your Excellency the Summoner, please visit the Association headquarters in Lomarei when you have time. We welcome your visit at any time."

Shade shook hands with Chairman Le Norman:

"No problem. By the way, please accept this."

He took out the button that he had obtained from the Ruins of Destiny, which was left by Chairman Rhodes, and handed it to Chairman Lenorman, explaining the origin of the button.

Chairman Le Norman initially didn't want to accept it, until Shad said:
"Please accept this. Actually, I'd like to use this button to exchange for a question about Chairman Chanem Rhodes."

"Excuse me."

President Le Norman then accepted the button.

The cards of the Impermanent Manifestations are now all in the hands of "Shad Hamilton." If "The Summoner" shows any curiosity, it might cause some unnecessary trouble. Therefore, Shad asked another question:
"Since President Chanem Rhodes invented the Rhodes Cards and even conceived such a grand ritual based on them, did this president also create any magical spells or incantations based on the Rhodes Cards?"

Shad wanted to know what the guild master Rhodes had learned from the "All Things Unpredictable" card, while the prophets clearly thought that the summoner only wanted to peek into some secrets of the "ritual".

President Le Norman nodded, looked at the old Keeper of the Secrets, and then Mr. Zarathustra said:

"Yes, President Rhodes did leave behind similar magical spells, but for various reasons, those powers were not widely spread within the association. Neither the president nor I have ever learned similar powers. We will send the information to Kyle-Todd Town later."

Xia De smiled with satisfaction:

"That's good. It's a pleasure working with you—and it will be in the future as well."

The prophets did not disturb Shad for too long either, and when they left, there was still more than half an hour before the ball was to begin.

This was the most lively time of the banquet, and even the witches were having a great time. Shad even saw Megan playing archery with a large group of elven girls, which was a traditional activity at the elven banquet.

Shad had originally wanted to see what Galina was doing, but when he arrived outside the tent, he was met by a familiar woman walking towards him:
"good evening."

Good evening, Miss Sabel.

A warm breeze caressed her seemingly ordinary yet increasingly captivating face. The mysterious sorceress, who had remained silent throughout the War of Destiny, miraculously appeared in the elven camp.

Shad didn't know if she had received an invitation or sneaked in on her own, but seeing that she appeared unharmed after the battle of destiny, Shad was relieved.

Miss Sabel clearly wanted to speak with Shad, so the two strolled away from the center of the banquet and came to the oak tree at the edge of the verdant barrier, a ceremonial node planted by the elves to maintain the barrier.

Although they were standing under the tree, the starlight should have been able to penetrate through the gaps in the branches. The dappled shadows of the tree on the ground covered the shadows of the man and woman standing together.

"Although I didn't enter the final battlefield, I saw you fighting the snake. That was very impressive."

The sorceress smiled and praised him, then took out a rolled-up scroll and handed it to Shad:
"Here, take this as a gift. I've finished dealing with things on the island. I probably won't be back for a while after leaving here."

Shad accepted the scroll, then asked curiously:
"I won't ask you your true purpose for coming here. But before we part ways, could you tell me your identity?"

The sorceress stood with Shad in this secluded spot, her hands behind her back, watching the bustling elven camp.
"Isn't that so ungentlemanly? You can't just ask girls about their secrets like that."

"But I think we're pretty familiar with each other now."

Shad answered, and Adele glanced at his expression sideways. She had been thinking a lot, but now she was calm.

She didn't intend to reveal her true identity; doing so now would be tantamount to bowing down to Galina and the others, becoming a "latecomer." Adele had many other plans of her own, so for now, she could only apologize to Shad in her heart before speaking:
"Alright then, I can reveal some information about myself. I am the leader of a small, time-related ring mage organization, similar to the [Tree Hole Association]."

I know the leader of the [Witch Council] that you know, the 13th-ring sorceress codenamed 'Speaker'. We've exchanged views on power and time. My organization and I are not affiliated with the [Witch Council]; we are merely a cooperative organization with some personal ties to the 'Speaker'.

Shad nodded; this aligned with his assumptions. These organizations were personal connections among the Great Witches, but if they faced a crisis in the future, they might become part of the Great Witches' power, just like the former "Cult of the Forgotten."

"Please do not mention my affairs in front of that speaker."

Shad then said somewhat embarrassedly, and Miss Sabel smiled and asked:

"What, did you do something to betray her?"

"No, that's not it. It's just that I don't know how to face her yet. I'm not a bad person, at least not to the witches. I also want to get to know Miss Isabella and get closer to her, but because of all the previous circumstances... Anyway, I have no ill intentions towards her, and I admire her."

The sorceress, who was actually a witch, nodded, suppressing her joy, and asked again:

"Since we've come this far, you can answer my question: What are your thoughts on witches?"

"As beautiful as a flower, but also as fragile as a flower."

"Few people would think that the powerful witches of the Witch Council are weak."

"But in my opinion, each of them has their own vulnerabilities, just like most people in this world."

Miss Sabel suddenly laughed for some reason, and waved goodbye when Shad looked at her.

"That's an interesting answer. I hope you'll say the same thing when you actually meet Isabella. We should have another chance to meet in the future, since we're both connected to the Council. Well then, goodbye, Evoker, you've been a good friend."

"Goodbye, Miss Sabel. I hope we can meet again when spring is in full bloom."

The sorceress turned to leave, but hesitated for a moment, then turned back, lifted the hem of her skirt, and bowed to Shad before disappearing into the void in a good mood.

"What an interesting girl."

Xia De thought to himself that it was a pity that the "Destiny Manual - True Name Recognition" ability, which was supposed to work by probability, had not been effective.

He then looked at the scroll in his hand, and after unfolding it, he found that it did not contain any specific magical spells or ritual information, but rather Miss Sabel's own understanding of time, her techniques for using the power of time, and her thoughts on the development of basic time magical spells.

These are secrets rarely written down; they belong to each ring sorcerer and are usually only taught in true teacher-apprentice transmissions. Adele in her past life had considered teaching Shad these things, but she never had the time, and Shad couldn't easily bring back notebooks or similar items from the apocalypse of his past life.

Therefore, the scroll that Miss Sabel gave to Shad was quite valuable and could indeed make up for Shad's shortcomings of advancing too quickly and lacking a solid foundation.

Does she trust me that much?

He looked in the direction Miss Saber had left, put the scroll away as a toy, and then headed back towards the elven camp.

Emilia was actually at the banquet the whole time, but she had to meet with elves from different clans who came to "present gifts," so she couldn't play around as freely as Ellie and Leona.

She envied the two little unicorns for eating and drinking everywhere and attending all sorts of banquets and events, but Emilia was not disappointed at all, because she knew what awaited her after the "hard work".

At 8 p.m., after meeting the last "gift elf", Emilia ate something to fill her stomach, and then hurriedly lifted her skirt and was surrounded by elven maids to touch up her makeup.

When she returned to the main outdoor area of ​​the banquet, the dance floor had already been cleared out. Shad was standing beside the dance floor, waiting for Emilia's arrival.

Even though they had already done more intimate things, Emilia was still nervous. Fortunately, in her great elf form, she was good at controlling her expressions. With her maid leading the way, Emilia, wearing a crown and high heels, walked through the path cleared by the crowd and officially stood before Shad.

Shad extended his hand to her:

"Your Majesty, may I invite you to join me for the first dance of the evening?"

Emilia felt she would never forget this night:

“Of course, Your Excellency the Summoner.”

She placed her hand, clad in a white lace glove, on Shad's palm, feeling the same warmth as she remembered.

In the distance, Adele stood on the hillside watching Shad and Emilia enter the dance floor, then leaped up to officially end her visit to Fatummister Island.

Nearby, as Chad pulled her towards the dance floor, and the band beside the dance floor began playing the first dance tune, Emilia's thoughts had already wandered to places unimaginable to others—

"Shall we invite a warm hand to explore other places again in a little while?"

The Elf Queen felt she should muster the courage to do something on such a special night. Of course, the witches, eager for "revenge," were also ready to disrupt her plans.

(End of this chapter)