novelonline Chapter 3510 With Miss Larson
Chapter 3510 With Miss Larson
Chapter 3510 With Miss Larson
"So, in that sense, I did help that viscount?"
Shad nodded knowingly, guessing that the other imposters in the delegation would also disappear on their own soon. They might return to the "House of Imposters," or they might go to other cities, but none of that mattered to Shad anymore.
The two old friends chatted on the beach for over an hour in the afternoon, the sound of the crashing waves serving as the background noise. However, at 2:30 p.m., a sailor from the White Pearl came looking for Lieutenant Commander Raders, saying that the flagship had ordered each ship to send someone to move things. Shad then bid farewell to Lieutenant Commander Raders.
They will have many more opportunities to meet on this island.
"Let's go back."
After watching Major Raders leave, Shad spoke to Miss Larson. He summoned a small boat from the beach, and he and Miss Larson jumped in separately.
As the small wooden boat glided quietly across the nearshore waters, the curious white-haired girl heard from Shad all the stories he had with Major Rades:
“From Tobesk to Midhill Fortress, from Lake Green to Fatummst Island, my friendship with Major Rades is truly profound.”
"So, is that major really just an ordinary person?"
The white-haired girl asked this question, and Xia De, who was rowing at the stern, smiled and asked in return:
"Why do you assume that all my friends are ring mages? Ordinary people and ring mages are both human; don't think of them as different species."
Miss Larson nodded shyly, then turned back to look at the direction of the Time Wheel City dock from the small boat. She could still vaguely see warships moored at the dock, and asked curiously:
"So, did Major Raders' dream arise from his anxiety, or was it because of this island?"
"I can't explain it either, but whatever the cause, it's just a dream."
Shad didn't turn his head to look; instead, he looked ahead, since he was the one rowing.
"This is the consequence of ordinary people coming into contact with relics. The church has always been right to prohibit the misuse of relics."
"But what I see is a fork in the road of fate, one leading to death, the other to new life. People's destinies can really be changed by a chance encounter; you changed his destiny."
Shade shook his head:
“I admit I played a role, but it was he who seized the opportunity. Miss Larson, just like you, Claire only gave you the opportunity, and you seized it to become her apprentice.”
Seeing that the topic had turned to her, the white-haired girl, sitting on the boat, looked at Xia De again:
"So, do you believe that the importance of the individual surpasses that of fate?"
She was already a candidate supported by everyone as the chosen one, and understanding destiny was an important step in the future ceremony, so Shad said as he steered the boat:
"I'm reminded of an analogy I used recently: Which tastes better, an apple or a pear?"
The white-haired girl tilted her head and thought for a while:
"Although Ellie prefers apples, I prefer pears. In my hometown, pears are a rare fruit."
Xia De then laughed:
"I'm not really asking you to think about this question, but I want to illustrate that the two are not comparable. It's like a sword with two blades, one representing the person and the other representing fate. Which blade is more powerful? There's no comparison. Whichever blade you use is more powerful."
The white-haired girl nodded vigorously; she understood:
"Mr. Hamilton, why do you know so much, even though you look so young?"
The outsider then explained:
"Because I've read a lot of stories, stories from books and real-life stories. My life experiences in the last two years have been more exciting than the entire lives of many elderly people. And most of the time, I've been observing the stories around me from an outsider's perspective, so I see things more clearly. Have you ever watched others play Rodney? People outside the game sometimes see things more clearly than the players."
"So how can we view life and fate from an outsider's perspective?"
This time, Shad did not answer immediately. The small boat moved forward on the sea for a while longer before he spoke:
"We live in this world, and we are part of it. If you can find a way to truly see the world from an outsider's perspective, it only means that you have abandoned the world, or the world has abandoned you. This is not a good thing. There is no need to deliberately jump off the stage. Only on the stage can you feel how real this world is."
Miss Larson, I'm just an exception.
Luvia's experiences before jumping off the stage and the price she paid during the seven Sixth Eras were definitely not low; being an audience member is not a pleasant position. The white-haired girl was confused by Shad. Sitting on the boat, enjoying the sea breeze, she pondered for a while, only to find that she couldn't understand it either; after all, she was still too young.
Watching Shad's retreating figure with the oar in his hand, she hesitated for a moment before whispering:
"Actually, there's something I wanted to ask last night, but I was too embarrassed to ask in front of everyone. When my serpent skin recorded the pilgrim's journey, it said that I witnessed God gazing at God."
She pursed her lips, hesitating about how to ask the question, but fortunately, Xia De understood what she meant:
"You want to know what I really am?"
The white-haired girl nodded vigorously, then added shyly:
"I was just curious. If the teacher finds out I asked this, she will definitely scold me. If you can't answer, then don't answer me. I know this is a question I shouldn't ask so easily."
Xia De gazed at the vast sea before him:
"So what do you think I am?"
Stella Larson pursed her lips, thinking for a long time without offering any answer. This question was also difficult to answer, but she vaguely understood Shad's intention in asking it. Knowing she couldn't answer it, she gave up thinking about it further and instead said:
"May I answer this question later? I can't think of an answer right now, Mr. Hamilton. From now on, you can just call me by my first name, just like you would a teacher, and call me 'Stella'. Please don't use my surname anymore."
Shad did not refuse:
"Then you can call me by my name from now on. I'm waiting for your answer."
"Okay, Shad."
She turned her head to look at the seaside scenery, not wanting Shad to see her smiling face.
Back in town, there wasn't much to do. But Matilda and the others had already returned from the city, and Miss Aurora was still there. So Shad spent the rest of the time before dinner chatting with the girls.
When Claire returned to the Snow Mountain Hall, she saw Shad playing Rhodes with Miss Aurora, surrounded by a group of girls, while the others laughed because of the joke from earlier.
Upon seeing the Great Witch push open the door and enter, they quickly put down what they were holding and stood up. Claire scanned the room and then saw her apprentice sitting to the side of Shad, having just put down the deck of cards she had been arranging for Shad.
So the Great Witch of the Sun had a strange feeling:
"Does this mean I'm really just a supporting character?"
The island of Fatumunster was bathed in sunshine during the day, but by evening, as the sun set, dark clouds drifted in from the east and covered the entire island's sky. When Claire returned to the Snow Mountain Hall, it was only snowing lightly outside; the witch even joked that this kind of weather was actually more suitable for All Souls' Day.
But by the time the representatives of the Fatu people, who lived in various parts of the island, arrived at the Snow Mountain Hall one after another, and the banquet was about to begin, the snowflakes outside had turned into heavy snow.
Snowflakes, as fine as goose feathers, fell from the sky. Elder Harald, who was watching the snow with Shad and Claire in the courtyard of the Snow Mountain Hall, estimated:
"If the snow continues to fall like this, let's postpone the bonfire party at the dock tonight. The town's streets will probably be covered in snow soon, so we need to remind everyone to shovel the snow."
Claire looked at Shad with a regretful expression:
So we can't dance again tonight?
Elder Harald pretended not to hear what his granddaughter said, and then he saw Shad pull out a pistol. Of course, it wasn't the "Gun of Goodness," but the "One-Hit Kill Pistol" that the doctor had bought from Old John some time ago to deal with the demon.
After the demon was defeated in front of the castle, the doctor was also captured and taken to the church, so Shad forgot to return the gun to the doctor and carried it with him.
Shad squinted at the last ray of sunset behind the dark clouds:
"Thank goodness there's still sunlight, Claire. I always keep my word."
"what are you up to?"
He then pulled a bullet from his pocket; the originally brass-colored bullet slowly turned crimson in the setting sun. Both Claire and Elder Harald sensed the whispering essence emanating from the bullet, and Shad explained:
"The Poet-level relic, [Fist of the Blazing Sun], can only be fired using relic-type firearms. As for its effects..."
He loaded the bullet into the "One-Shot Kill Pistol," then pointed the muzzle at the sky—
Bang!
The crimson sunlight pierced straight through the clouds, dispersing the heavy cloud cover and gradually revealing a sky ablaze with the colors of sunset. The setting sun was as vibrant as drops of blood. Snowflakes falling from the sky visibly grew smaller and sparser.
Shad lowered the pistol, whose muzzle was still intensely hot.
"The effect is to change the weather, keeping the area sunny for a period of time. Although it doesn't last particularly long, it's enough to keep us dancing until midnight."
He said to Claire beside him:
"See, I kept my promise tonight."
The witch, somewhat moved, whispered:
"There's no need to be so wasteful and use up all the consumable relics."
"Aren't relics meant to make life better, or are they only meant to be used for fighting and killing?"