188 The Soul Sparrow
Selma Payne’s POV:
Before I could inquire about the developnt of the witch clan’s ruins, I asked, “Any progress recently?”
Dorothy shook her head regretfully. “Still nothing. We can’t find the location of the devil’s seal, and we can’t find Mullwica’s address either.
However, she excitedly took a few books from her backpack and showed them to .
“But it’s not like we didn’t find anything. We found several books with notes on famous witches.” She showed the old hand-woven books one by one. I found many new spells, runes, and magic circles that have not been discovered before, as well as so theories about bloodlines and special powers. They were very novel and worth referring to.
I was not very interested in the ancient notes. After all, the only ancient witches I could rember were the ones the werewolf grandmasters ntioned in class. However, I was still very happy for Dorothy. She was a person who liked to read and treasured all kinds of ancient books.
Dorothy showed a new spell she had just learned as she said that.
A little dancing sparrow suddenly flew out of her palm and curiously circled . After ensuring I was not in danger, she gently pecked off a strand of my hair and ate it.
“This is the Soul Sparrow,” Dorothy said. “I learned this spell from an ancient notebook specializing in studying souls. It’s a clone of my soul and can mark another soul by pecking at hair, blood, and other body tissues. It can ignore any space restrictions and fly to the marked point. It’s a way for so ancient witches to send information to their companions during the witch-hunting era quietly.”
I rubbed the little sparrow’s soft feathers lovingly. It tilted its head and obediently jumped into my palm.
“It’s so obedient!” I was extrely envious. “Can I learn it?”
Dorothy regretfully refused. “I’m sorry, but there’s no way for now. The sparrow’s basic fra is completely made up of magic. This is a spell that only wizards and witches can learn.”
“Alright then.” I was a little sad, but I was imdiately healed by the little sparrow’s beady eyes.
“But the Soul Sparrow is not without flaws.” Dorothy called the little sparrow back, and the latter lay down on her hair. “The sparrow can only reach one marked point at a ti and can’t change direction halfway. It’ll bleed or even die like an ordinary sparrow if it’s injured. Once it dies, its owner will lose this soul forever.”
I imdiately retracted my hand that was about to grab the little sparrow’s tail feather.
“It seems like this spell doesn’t have many advantages.” I felt a little regretful that the Soul Sparrow had the body of a sparrow. “If only it were a goshawk or a vulture. Predators are the overlords of the sky. It is hard to say who would hurt whom.”
Dorothy did not know if this was true or not. “In theory, we can change the sparrow’s form at will. However, the larger the form, the more Soul Fragnts are required. It is challenging to maintain the balance between the two.”
The Soul Sparrow disappeared after playing for a while.
“Do you have any plans for today?” I could see my team mbers and the werewolf grandmaster busy in the snow through the wooden window.
“As Master Hayley had returned, Master Mary and Master Kevin have decided to combine the power of ancient spells, runes, and soul witchcraft to communicate with the remaining soul consciousness here in an attempt to find out where Mullwica lives.”
“But didn’t all the witches retreat when the demon was sealed?”
“That’s right. So we have to set our goal a little further. Before the demon was sealed, there were probably witches who had passed away when Mullwica was alive. As long as I can find a trace of consciousness, I can look back at the mory of that period.”
“Is there anything I can do to help?”
“If you’re sure you’ve recovered, co with to patrol. There are many secrets in these ruins, not as many as what was discovered on the surface. The team mbers are all excavating the hidden things here.”
I did as I was told. I tidied myself up to ensure I was warm and wouldn’t freeze, as this ruin was much colder than the snow mountains outside. Then, I followed Dorothy out.
Master Hayley used a special dark green paint to carve so runes on the broken stone brick square. Master Mary was observing and discussing sothing with Master Kevin.
“Sotis, I think it would be great if I could use the power of prophecy. That way, I could easily see the past.” Dorothy was a little depressed, but she quickly pulled herself together. “But the werewolf grandmasters said there are strong remnants of ancient magic magnetic fields here, and it might be Mullwica’s work. If we use the prophecy rashly, there is a high chance that the ruins will attack us.”
I understood Dorothy’s feelings, especially after being ‘New Flowed’. Although this unique ability could sharpen us, it also gave us a unique strength advantage. With limited abilities, we were like good people who suddenly beca blind or crippled. Not only was our strength significantly reduced, but the psychological gap also made us feel empty.
I held her hand and ran to the house in the distance.
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