Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 300: Aggregation Summoning
The dizziness passed away without causing any waves. Less sensitive people may not feel what is happening.

Wadin rushed forward to help Green who slipped, lifted him to a chair, slapped his shoulders and called the priest's name. The latter was nearly unconscious and had no way of knowing exactly what he heard, but it must have been terrible.

The monks who noticed an emergency here came to check and thought it was some kind of sudden summer syncope. They sent someone to get some ice wine from the cellar and tried to drink some ice wine into the patient.

Kraft resisted the rash act of choking liquid into his trachea and insisted on waiting until Green regained consciousness before letting him drink some.

It took the priest a few minutes to fully recover. He pressed his ears with lingering fear, but his reaction to the sound was still a little slow.

Although he was still a little shaken when he stood up, he insisted that he was fine, sent away the monk who came to help, took the two of them to the room on the top floor of the monastery, and locked the door.

"We must return to Dunling immediately."

Looking out the window, the lush green stretches peacefully to the horizon, as if nothing has changed. But he knew for sure that something unexpected happened in the city on the other side of the line.

"What did you hear?" Kraft didn't rush to agree. On the contrary, he believed that this was the last time Green should go back.

For some reason, Green's influence seemed to be significantly heightened.

"The sound, the sound coming from over there." Green's voice was much higher than usual, but he didn't notice it at all. It was in line with the behavior after being hit by a huge sound, "It's different from before."

He looked as if he had just woken up from a nightmare and was about to wake up. "It seemed like there were people standing in the square, maybe even more, shouting into their ears."

"Like when we faced that thing in the tomb?"

"It's very similar, but more serious. It's indescribable, you can only hear the sounds, they are there." The wandering eyes revealed that he was immersed in unconscious thinking, and was coerced by intuition or some kind of imposed thoughts. Getting closer to the answer.

A visible chill swept through Green, and his body shivered instinctively in the hot weather. Unimaginable and irresistible forces emerge without warning when everything is thought to be over, mocking the self-righteousness of mortals.

The warmth in the sunlight was mysteriously leaving him, the ceiling seemed to be dripping, and a chaotic and vague call echoed in the small space.

The lips of the two figures in front of them opened and closed, and they were talking about something. It was like there was a thick barrier between them, making it difficult to hear the specific details.

It seemed that he had crossed the limits of space and time and returned to a certain place. The endless coldness isolated him from the normal world, and the darkest memories rushed to the surface like a school of fish lacking oxygen before a rainstorm.

After a short and eerie silence like a deep breath, thousands of different human voices exploded in it, drowning out all sounds.

【You come! 】

He saw leaden, suffocating rain clouds, and swollen streams of water in the valleys, in which living creatures glowing with white light swam.

They are not hunting someone or something, but migrating in a unified direction.

"They're calling me over!" The extreme pain shot from his forehead straight into his skull, lasting for a moment or a lifetime.

Instinctively wanting to go somewhere, the direction already committed to memory. There is no reason, I just feel that I must get there and join it in order to have a chance to end the endless pain and fear and return to eternal tranquility.

His hands and feet moved unconsciously, but they were suppressed by something.

"Green, Green!" A voice called, this time it was very familiar.

Then the dripping ceiling above his head turned into a splash of water, pouring all over his face, neck and collar. He reflexively wanted to stand up and fight back, but he immediately felt a real sting on both sides of his cheeks.

"Wake up! Damn it, don't go along with it!"

There were two figures in front of him, one holding a water glass, and the other with blond hair raising his hands. It seemed that he was ready to continue using physical awakening methods at any time depending on the situation. The out-of-focus vision regrouped, bringing consciousness back to the well-lit room.

"What's wrong with me?"

"I had memory impairment afterwards, it was delirium." The speaker stretched out his hand and gestured in front of his eyes, "How many fingers?"

"Two?"

"Do you remember where you are? Who are we?" the man continued to ask.

"Uh... Cobre Abbey." This time he thought for a moment before giving the answer, "Professor, Wardin? What's wrong with me?"

"It's not bad, there doesn't seem to be a big problem with orientation." Kraft tried to let go of his hand. Green didn't resist like before, but was confused like he was waking up from a dream.

This is not a good sign, it means that the intensity of the source of influence has crossed the physiological and mental tolerance red line and reached a level that will be temporarily forgotten by the self-protection mechanism.

If the source of the influence is really Dun Ling, I can't even imagine what happened.

"I have to go back to Dunling as soon as possible." Putting these two words together, dense crowds and deep impact, makes it difficult to sit still.

"Bring me a horse and I'll go back with you today." Green shook his head and tried to get out of the chair, but was pushed back again.

"why?"

"I have to go back, today."

"Why?" Kraft asked for the second time, "You should understand that you are already deeply affected, and continuing to get closer will only help you more and more."

"But I must..." The priest's voice became smaller and smaller, but his eyes sharpened, and the fog in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"Is this part of the impact?"

"Frankly speaking, I'm not sure. But the best option is for you to continue to stay here, or to hide further away, leave what you have to do to Wadin, and remember to send us letters every day."

Judging from the clinical manifestations, Green has entered the second stage of deep contact-inevitably being rolled deeper.

Ideally, more attention should be paid to patients like this, but now that opportunity is gone, Kraft needs to return to Dunling as soon as possible to figure out what is going on there, and then pray that Green can handle it on his own during this time This part of the problem.

After thinking twice, he took out a small lead bottle from his inner pocket and handed it to the other party, and stopped the priest from opening it in front of him.

This thing reminded Green of the "abnormal reminder bottle" he had received. After shaking it, there was only the sound of a pebble rolling inside, instead of the texture of the friction of sand.

"Is this your new device for measuring 'impact'? How do you use it, or do you listen to the sound?"

"It's for measurement, but I didn't make it, and I only have one in my hand for now, so don't lose it."

Kraft was not sure whether it was a wise decision to give this thing to Green. After all, its judgment mechanism was very unfavorable to him, but he felt that he should take some simple professional responsibility for Green's life safety.

He stopped Green's hand that was curiously trying to pull out the bottle cork, "Open it when you think something might be wrong. If you feel it is right, the contents inside will glow red. The brighter the light, the more serious the situation. Do you understand?"

"I understand, but why can't I open it now? There is a limit on the number of times?"

"I don't know, and it's just this one, so please only open it when necessary." Kraft emphasized, "Stay here, or further away from Dunling, until we figure out what happened. "