Magical daily life after reincarnation

Chapter 21 Dream Corridor
"Well, it's quite late now, let's go back and have a good rest." Professor Maeve folded her arms around her chest, suppressing her anger and nodding in agreement.

She felt that it would be disrespectful to show such a big emotion in front of the younger generation, and it would be good to leave first.

"If you encounter any problems, you can come to me at any time. After all, I should take some responsibility for your eyes." Professor Ella waved to Tullow.

"You can just come to me. I know more about the magic eye than she does, and if I continue to look for her, something worse will happen." Professor Maeve interrupted Professor Ella in a cold voice.

"Oh, are you very accomplished in alchemy? I made this cursed item myself." Professor Ella stood on the chair again, folded his arms and stared at it in displeasure.

"Okay, thank you very much for the help of the two professors, I will leave first." Tulo bowed to thank the two, then stepped out of the classroom neatly, and closed the door by the way.

Touching his gurgling stomach, he began to miss the Aymo cakes stored in the dormitory, and he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

The sun has set, and I don't know what time it is now.

The fog in Fedora tonight is extremely thick, and there is not a single student in sight.

The night was filled with fog, covering too many things. Talo, who already had the perspective of God, could not see far, and could only make out the road a few steps ahead when he came over.

It has not been a week since I arrived at Fedora, but a lot of things have happened in various ways, which is in sharp contrast to the previous three-point and one-line working life.

The most important thing is his strange real name, and the door of truth that the system reminded him to be polluted by himself.

If there is no accident, it should be an accident.

How can I be able to pollute the door of truth.

Talo wanted to learn more through the system. After all, he couldn't communicate with the Gate of Truth like an ordinary alchemist.

The system gave him a puzzled metaphor. To Talow, the Gate of Truth is like a piece of pure white paper. When he was given the Eye of Truth, it was stained with Talow's color. This kind of white paper It becomes less white.

At first, Tullow's assumption when he heard this metaphor was that he was a time traveler, carrying knowledge of another world, which had a certain impact on it.

However, when I think about it, I feel it is too ridiculous. Although the level of technology here is not as developed as my original world, the accumulation of skill trees such as witchcraft or magic is not insignificant.

In this world, magic is truth.

The trivial knowledge I have mastered does not occupy much place in this vast magical theory.

An extremely absurd idea gradually came to Taluo's mind, the evil spirit possessing the original owner must not be myself.

But according to the timeline, the evil god is being sealed by the principal to death.

Besides, if he was really an evil god, he wouldn't have to use [Remove Heavy Suspension] to lift a brass balance so hard.

And as he learned more about the spiritual realm of this world, Talow had a more accurate guess that the original body was himself, a self who had not yet awakened the memory of his previous life.

14 years old here is a very interesting age. Before that, you must not practice any magic, and after that, you can completely let it go.

According to a bit of neuropsychological knowledge learned in previous lives, the age node for children to completely change from image thinking to abstract thinking logic happens to be around 14 years old.

It's just that the laws of the empire here have given an accurate regulation, fourteen years old.

Tullow just happened to "travel" over on his 14th birthday.

Too many coincidences are no longer coincidences.

Before he knew it, Talo had opened the door of the dormitory room, took out the Aymo cake he had already prepared, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The fatigue was dispelled, the energy was replenished a lot, and the hunger was completely calmed down.

Talo, who was full, did not preview tomorrow's lessons as usual, but planned to take a good rest.

Too many mysteries made him restless now.

As the saying goes, if you encounter problems, you will sleep a lot.

Tarlow got into the warm bed, gradually got used to the existence of the blindfold, and closed his vision in a meditation way according to the method taught by Professor Maeve, and his surroundings gradually melted into the dream of the night.

……

It was just dawn, and the sun had not yet risen.

Tarlow walked out of the dormitory with the textbook of the summoning class under his arm.

When he first came to the common room on the first floor, he was confused by the weird scene.

Taluo saw that many students from the Academy of Kings closed their eyes like him.

They walked back and forth in the hall, and sometimes there was no response when they collided, and they just continued walking back and forth in the opposite direction.

Tullow also saw Grace and Wendini sleeping on the same table, the two of them stuck together tightly, twisting a few times from time to time.

"Dream Corridor?"

Fedora is caught between the intersections of the world, the spirit world and the dream world.

It is mentioned in the school regulations that if you fall asleep in Fedora, it is possible for the spirit to enter the dream world.

Tulo reached out and stroked his hair. It felt so real, no different from reality.

He walked to the door of the dormitory, and the original gate of the manor was replaced by swirling runes.Fedora's students can use their credits to buy tickets to various dream worlds, so that they can go through the gate for an "adventure" in absolute safety.

Tullow wrote at the beginning of "Fantasy Dreamland" borrowed from the library: Dreams are not born because we dream, but because we have dreams before we can dream.It is a place where the past and the present are merged, and the future can also be programmed.

Those who are lucky can also learn the long-lost ancient witchcraft during the adventure, or learn some hidden spiritual knowledge that has been lost in the long river of history.

Apart from the library, the Dreamland is the only place where you can dig out secrets, and it is a rare and good place.

"Everything you see appears in the blink of an eye, and only you are the most real eternity." An extremely old voice came from behind, and Talo looked back. It was a man wrapped in sackcloth with an oak pillar Old man with crutches.

Looks familiar, is it an old professor from the school?

Does it mean that people like to be riddlers when they get old?Tulo thought to himself.

The appearance of the old man was particularly abrupt, because Tulo's line of sight had no blind spots, so it was impossible for him to walk in without noticing it.

But if he recalled carefully, he seemed to have been standing here since Tulo entered the lounge, his hands resting on his crutches, motionless.

It wasn't until he took the initiative to speak to Tulo that he noticed it.

"The time is coming." The old man smiled and patted Tulo on the shoulder.

The moment the old man stopped, Talo woke up again.

He reached out from the bed and pulled his hair again, a little unsure if he was still in a dream this time.

"It's almost time, it's time to get up and go to class..."

(End of this chapter)