Chapter 335 Thieves
"Moving these things... around? Why?"
In the warehouse in the dark, Capak scratched his head in confusion as he listened to the words of the living puppet Tom, while Dorothy continued to speak directly using Tom's body.
"Just move it when I tell you to. I'll explain to you why after we're out of danger. Now just know that this is the only way for you to save Woodhoof and those spirits. Hurry up and do it before I buff you!" Dorothy asked Tom to urge her. It would be impossible to move so many things without the Life-Saving effect on your body. When Kapak had just strangled Tom, the Life-Saving effect Dorothy had given him was still on. If Dorothy didn't move it now and wait for the Life-Saving effect to wear off, she would have to waste another Life-Saving card.
"Oh... I see, Mr. Detective..."
Listening to Dorothy's words, Capac, who was wondering what the buff was, did not dare to delay and immediately began to move the boxes. Dorothy also slapped a photo of the living being on Tom's body to strengthen his body, and then he also started to move the boxes.
Just like that, two figures suddenly appeared in the dim port warehouse, busy and quietly moving things. There were two piles of goods, a total of more than 80 coffin-sized boxes. Although they were not far away, only a few steps away, it was not an easy task to move them. With so many and so heavy boxes, it would take an average person a long time to move them in the morning. Dorothy could also feed Tom and Capak, so the efficiency of moving them was not low.
Following Dorothy's instructions, they moved very carefully without making much noise. After more than ten minutes, they had finally moved more than half of the things. At this moment, among the boxes originally containing spirits, a wooden box that was one size larger than the average box caught the attention of Capac and Dorothy. Capac's eyes lit up and he said.
"This... this spiritual feeling is... Mr. Detective, I can feel a sensation coming from inside this box, it's Master Muti inside!
"Lord Muti's spirit is very strong. I can vaguely hear its voice even through the seal!"
Dorothy did not respond to Capak's words at first. Instead, she picked up the tools and gently pried up a corner of the large wooden box in front of her. She shone the gas lamp inside and saw a black iron coffin.
"The materials of the coffins are all different. The iron coffin's restraining ability is obviously stronger, but even so, the wooden hoof can still diffuse some of its influence. Is it worthy of being a spirit of the wilderness?"
Looking at the iron coffin in the wooden box, Dorothy thought in her heart, and then she used Tom to ask Capak.
"You can hear the wooden hoof, so what is it saying now?"
"Hmm... well... Lord Muti's voice was very vague. I couldn't hear what he was saying exactly. I could only vaguely hear some words. I could tell that he was very angry. He was struggling but it was useless. He... he seemed to be cursing the invader, cursing, the despicable curser..."
Putting his ear next to the box, Capac used his psychic ability to listen to the subtle sound coming from the iron coffin in the box. He discerned the meaning from the vague and chaotic sound and told it to Tom. After listening to it, Dorothy couldn't help but stroke her chin and think.
"Invader and curser? This Muti cursed it like that... Could it be that it was cursed? Could it be that curse is one of the extraordinary abilities of the Order of the Coffin? It seems that the Northern Ufigar spirit can also use the ability of curse. It seems that one of the extraordinary branches of Silence should be specialized in curse... The extraordinary person of the Order of the Coffin who suppressed Muti and sealed him should also be an extraordinary person from this branch."
After finishing her thoughts, Dorothy brought her thoughts back to the main topic. She controlled Tom to close the box with one corner tilted up, and then continued to let him talk to Capac, who obviously wanted to release the wooden hoof now.
"Oh, we absolutely cannot let them all out now. Let's continue moving. This is the only way to save them now."
Listening to Tom's words, Capak paused slightly as he looked at the box containing the spirit of Woodhoof, then nodded, stood up and continued to follow Tom to move the box.
Finally, after another ten minutes, all eighty or so wooden boxes were moved. The original pile of boxes containing tobacco and the boxes containing spirits and wooden hooves had completely switched places. The two piles of boxes looked almost exactly the same from the outside, the only difference was that they were covered with black cloth with status labels.
A piece of black cloth had a label saying it was stuffed animals, which would be shipped to Okert at 6am, and the box under the cloth contained tobacco. Another piece of cargo had a label saying it was tobacco, which would be shipped to Tivian at 4am, and the wooden box under the black cloth actually contained spirits.
"Huh...Huh...Huh...By doing this...can we really save Master Muti and the others?"
Capac, panting heavily and sitting on the ground tiredly, looked at the two piles of goods in front of him and said in confusion. On the other side, Dorothy couldn't be too tired no matter how tired she was, so she asked Tom to stand on her and answered.
"Of course, but it can't be liberated immediately. This wilderness spirit and its spirits still need to go on a long journey before they can be liberated. I'm afraid they won't be able to come back for a while."
"Not for a while? Mr. Detective, the Wilderness Spirit is the spirit of the land. If it is away from the land where it lives for too long, it will become weaker and weaker. The Wilderness Spirit is an important guardian of our land. You said a while...how long is it?"
Capac asked Tom with a hint of anxiety, but Tom, under Dorothy's control, responded calmly.
"Fifteen days. I promise to remove all the restraints on Muti and the other spirits within fifteen days. But after they are released, I don't know if these wilderness spirits and spirits can cross the sea and return home by themselves over long distances. If I want them to remain sealed in this way, it will probably take longer. I can only guarantee that it will be within a month."
"Fifteen days? If Master Muti can be free within fifteen days, that's fine! If Master Muti can be freed from the iron coffin, then I can ask Teacher Wuta to hold a spiritual communication ceremony at its sacrifice site to directly communicate Master Muti's spirit. With Teacher Wuta's power, as long as there is a close enough medium, no matter how far away the spirit is, he can communicate it to his side in an instant."
Hearing Dorothy's response, Capak raised his eyebrows and responded. Dorothy felt a little surprised when she heard his words.
"The spiritual ritual... can actually summon spirits regardless of distance. Is this the ability of a shaman?"
"Yes, this is the ability that Teacher Wuta has shown me, and it is something that only a shaman of his level can do. Although this ability is very strong, if the spirit is bound by too strong a restraint, it cannot be summoned. I can feel from Master Muti's reaction just now that the seal on the iron coffin that seals it is very strong. Unless it is broken, even Teacher Wuta may find it difficult to communicate with the spirit.
"As long as Master Muti is summoned, there will be a lot to do. These other spirits are subordinate spirits that have been with Master Muti for a long time. If Master Muti comes, these spirits can be easily summoned to his side."
Capac spoke to Tom with a hint of boasting, and Dorothy, who was still sitting by the fire, nodded slightly as he spoke.
"I see... It seems that this branch of shamanism is also quite interesting..."
Just as Dorothy was marveling at the shaman's abilities, he suddenly thought of something and clapped his fists.
"Wait... According to what Capac said, maybe I can use this batch of spirits to get something else..."
Sitting by the fire in her home, Dorothy had some ideas in her mind. As she was thinking, Tom in the warehouse in the distance became dazed, and Capac asked curiously.
"Hey, Detective, what's up?"
"Ah...it's nothing, I just thought of something."
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