He spoke with Jialinna from two o'clock in the afternoon until half past five.
She assumed Xia De was unaware of the specific circumstances surrounding the two deities' arrival in Tobesk last night, so she recounted in detail the events that had shaken the entire world.
In truth, no one understood what happened last night better than Xia De.
However, at least Xia De learned from Jialinna that no one connected him to last night's events; instead, everyone wondered which deity the white-robed one was.
In the current sixth epoch, besides the Five Gods, there should be no other benevolent gods.
The Church, however, linked the mortal who summoned the Silver Moon deity to The Masked Man Under the Silver Moon, and even, through unknown means, connected the Ring術士 who recently used a Mystic Lock to The Masked Man Under the Silver Moon, further confirming that the mysterious person was indeed a Thirteen Ring Sorcerer.
Since last night, the codename “The Masked Man Under the Silver Moon” was officially changed to “Summoner,” and one more Thirteen Ring Sorcerer was recognized in the material world.
Mortals becoming vessels for deities almost certainly face death, but a Thirteen Ring Sorcerer has a chance of surviving after summoning a god.
However, even if they survive, it would take at least decades of recuperation to recover, so the Five Gods Church felt regret for this “friendly” Thirteen Ring Sorcerer.
“The Church must have gone mad.”
This was Jialinna's opinion; she knew Xia De was the so-called “The Masked Man Under the Silver Moon,” but also knew he was currently only a Two-Ring Arcanist.
Even if she suspected Xia De might have a way to temporarily elevate himself to a Thirteenth Ring, he was now sitting here completely unharmed.
It was indeed possible for a mortal to wield the power of a Thirteenth Ring while only a One-Ring Arcanist, and such things had happened before.
But for a mortal who became a vessel for a god's descent to be walking around freely and talking opposite her the very next day, Jialinna simply couldn't believe it.
After all, the former was a difference between mortals, while the latter was a difference between a mortal and a god, so she believed Xia De certainly wasn't the so-called “Summoner”; the Church had made a mistake in stopping Cultists and made another mistake in finding people.
“Perhaps the years of peace have been too long, making the Orthodox Church complacent; this time they truly made a big mistake, Detective, you're not the ‘Summoner,’ right?”
Of course, the Duchess eventually asked, and Xia De replied with absolute certainty:
“Oh, why would you think that?”
He didn't lie, because he didn't answer at all.
Before the conversation ended that day, the Great Witch finally brought up the topic for the first time.
The appearance of two deities in Tobesk last night had also startled her.
After much thought, she decided to reveal this critical matter to Xia De, hoping he knew something and wouldn't easily get involved in danger.
Most of what Jialinna shared, Xia De already knew.
In fact, the information this Great Witch possessed was even less than what Luvia Annett had told Xia De.
Jialinna Cavendish did not seem to be intentionally concealing anything, but truly only knew this much.
This made Xia De question Luvia; this Sorceress, who was only a Three-Ring Arcanist, knew more about than the nominal Witch successor.
Coupled with the sacrificial divination, the female Diviner had more secrets than imagined.
After Thursday night, almost everyone now knew that the identity of the first The Chosen was a Sorceress from the Orthodox Church.
But Jialinna was not concerned about her; instead, she reminded Xia De not to approach other candidates for The Chosen:
“The true The Chosen is not worth caring about, because her identity is already confirmed; she cannot betray the Church, nor can she be swayed, and killing her temporarily shows no benefit.
Therefore, what needs attention are the as-yet-unappeared The Chosen; they are the ones who might be swayed.
It's truly a pity that the first one is female, but the Council still couldn't contact her until the very end.”
At half past five in Summer, the sky was still very bright.
Jialinna intended to keep Xia De at her estate for the night, to have dinner together, and discuss other matters after dinner.
But Xia De had to return; after all, two ladies were waiting for him at home.
“Then let Tifa take you back, and bring back blood tooth; you take those 1200 pounds back.
Oh, and one more thing, Detective, get me some more water; I think it has some effect on me.”
So, before leaving, Xia De once again summoned his Destiny Ring and used Gluttony's Feast to process an entire cup of clear water.
Jialinna only took two small sips, just as she had a few hours ago, and then put it down.
He stood up, preparing to say goodbye, but Xia De thought of something else:
“Jialinna, do you know the police chief of Leedweich Field?”
“Yes, what about him?”
“The forged philosopher's stone is in his hands, and he is also one of the supporters of Mercury Blood.
I want to kill him and take the item; can you provide assistance?”
The Duchess thought for a moment:
“If you act tomorrow, I can help you by diverting the people who would get in the way nearby.
Act quickly; once the Church investigates him, that relic will no longer be yours.
Based on the current investigation progress, that police chief cannot hide it.”
She didn't mention collecting a reward this time.
“Thank you for your help.”
Xia De said softly, then stood up and left with Miss Tifa, the maid.
The door closed, and the other maids did not disturb the Duchess resting there.
She gazed thoughtfully at the cup of water on the tea table, shimmering with silver spiritual light.
She picked up the cup and stood up, standing before the French windows, watching Xia De and her personal maid already walking into the courtyard.
She tilted her head back, and half of the clear water, brimming with silver spiritual light, was drunk.
The red-haired Great Witch stood at the window, one hand caressing her stomach, and let out a long sigh:
“Although it hasn't fully recovered, it can actually heal to this extent.”
She gazed at Xia De's retreating figure in her estate's courtyard, lost in thought:
“Could you be a candidate for The Chosen? Oh, if you are, many doubts can be cleared up, after all, anything strange about The Chosen is… this time returning to Tobesk was truly the right decision.”
A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and the Witch, her power restored, once again displayed her original demeanor.
She turned to deal with the day's accumulated matters, but suddenly stopped.
She frowned beautifully, paused for a moment, then uncontrollably let out a sound:
“Burp!”
Crack!
The glass in her hand was directly crushed.
Jialinna Cavendish covered her mouth, her face slightly red, and spun around in place, looking around.
Fortunately, she was the only one in the quiet room.