HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 136 The feeling of deja vu

Cults, magic, the stake, no matter how stupid Itana is, she can still realize what kind of situation it is now.

One sentence can kill a person, isn't that what the witch hunt is about?
Of course, that was a long time ago.

Unless they travel through time and space, otherwise, what they encounter is just a similar scene.

Itana walked into the room, the wooden house was not big, but the lights were not those lantern-like plants outside, but ordinary flames.

There were still three people in the room at this time, and the orange flame light shone on the faces of everyone present, casting large or small shadows.

"Flora, who are they and why did they bring strangers here?"

A woman in her 20s watched them warily, her hair was slightly dry, but her eyes were bright.

"Lina! These gentlemen are also magicians of the sect. Also, don't call me by my name directly, what's your manners!" The girl who speaks badly: "Your mouth will kill you sooner or later."

After finishing speaking, Flora turned around and smiled at Itana and the others with a little apology, and changed her attitude: "Sorry, sirs, this child is like this, although he is getting older, he still looks like a child." Just like a child, he always speaks without going through his brain."

Lina lowered her head and pursed her lips, twisted her fingers together, and tilted her head slightly in a gesture of resistance.

"It doesn't matter. Strangers of unknown origin often lead to disasters. There is nothing wrong with always being vigilant." Davis still spoke in a calm voice, making it impossible to see his true emotions.

"Yes, yes." Flora nodded in agreement, "Let's chat with the lords of the sect first, and I'll go prepare food for you. Turan, Lina, you also come together."

Although Turan wanted to stay in her heart, she was also afraid of Flora and followed obediently.

Lina was also reluctant, but after being glared at, she followed obediently and left.

After the three left, there were only Itana and the other two in the room.

The air became silent for a moment.

The two sides looked at each other, and for a while, no one spoke.

"I didn't expect the church to send additional staff. Really, I don't trust our ability at all."

Finally, a tall woman with her face covered by a veil chuckled and spoke with a small voice, which could only be heard by a few people present.

"How many wizards have you found now? How many people need rescue?" Davis did not respond to his words.

The other party just smiled and did not answer.

Davies' palm ignited flames again, "I know that our appearance has caused you to have many concerns, but please believe me. From a standpoint, we are standing together."

The expressions of the two ladies changed, first they were pleasantly surprised for a moment, and then they became more deeply fearful.

Seeing their appearance, Davis pursed the corners of his lips, "You take the sun and go first, and I will rescue the rest."

He said seriously: "Please tell me. Where is the dungeon where they are held?"

The two looked at each other and nodded.

……

Davis pushed open the door and strode out.

Itana, Tom and others followed closely behind him.

"Mr. Davis, what happened to you before? What happened to us, who are we going to save?"

After observing the whole process, although she already knew it in her heart, Itana still asked.

Davis was all too familiar with all this.

Itana didn't see that he used magic like legilimency on those two people, but it seemed to know what they were doing. Did the information collected from passers-by in the village include this?How is this possible? According to the current situation, if the villagers knew about them, they would have arrested them long ago.

"What we want to save is ourselves. This place is not right." Davieste, whose gray hair was a little disheveled due to lack of time to take care of it along the way, had a calm voice. I’ve been here, no, I should say I’ve been to a place very similar to it.”

"The layout of the house, the attire of the residents, and the events that are taking place here are very similar to anything I've experienced before."

"Ever?" Itana was both surprised and understandable.

Mr. Davis, who can achieve such strength with a puppet, and what kind of powerful wizard his body should be, such a person, if you say that he has lived for hundreds of years, Etana will believe it.

"Yes, it used to be." Davis' voice gradually became lower, with some unspeakable taste.

He looked ahead, as if remembering something.

"The prey movement doesn't just affect ordinary people, it also involves some wizards. Some are accidentally born into Muggle families, and some are real wizards who live in the crowd. In short, they have nothing to do with the ordinary Just like people, servants called devils, as long as they are caught, will face endless torture until they die."

"People who are considered to be wizards will be stripped naked and shaved in public, and checked for traces of the devil, that is, birthmarks and the like, all of which will be regarded as leftovers from signing a contract with the devil."

"Knock out teeth, pull out nails, burn them, and use all kinds of punishments."

"In the beginning, real wizards might be able to escape, but with the joining of some traitors, methods against wizards appeared one after another. Even some methods that magic is not used to restrict prisoners are left over from that time."

When Davis said this, he paused, as if realizing that he had said a bit too much.

"Forget it." He stopped talking about this topic.

"Of course, there are many different places, such as the plants here, the sky here and the moon, all of which are quite different from my memory."

Itana raised her hand at this moment: "I have seen this sky and the moon!"

If the village and what happened in the village are constructed by Davis's memory, then does this sky belong to her memory?
Davis thought about it.

"Some folklore I have heard, I suspect that we are now in a common illusion."

"Illusion..." Itana looked around, the soil, the air, everything seemed so real. Are these all illusions?
"Illusion?" Tom behaved similarly, and then he thought of another question.

"If we say that what we are living in now is an illusion, is... a dream, then in the real world, are we still in the ruins?"

(End of this chapter)