Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1014: The Incarnation of Rumors

"Here we are, gentlemen—"

The light had just faded away when Yuelu's sharp and crazy voice rang out.

As energetic, passionate and spirited as a announcer.

It seems that it loves its "job" very much and does not feel tired at all.

Yasen, who was still immersed in pain, was slightly stunned when he looked up. He hadn't even realized that they had just set off - let alone that they had arrived.

"Is this... the Hall of Mirrors?"

Yasen looked carefully - what appeared before him and Aiwass was a dazzling and magnificent palace.

This is the Hall of Mirrors. However, Yassen intuitively thinks that its more correct name should be "Jade Palace".

It is made entirely of jade and emerald, and covers an area at least twenty times that of the Silver and Tin Palaces - it is a veritable palace complex, or it can be called a giant fortress.

Dark green, light green, red, yellow, ice blue, and milky white—the colors of the exterior walls here are not uniform, but randomly distributed naturally. However, this does not make it look abrupt or ugly... because each exterior wall is painted with a different but extremely natural painting.

Some are oil paintings, some are ink paintings, and some are reliefs.

These scroll scenes blend perfectly with the jade background on the wall.

It does not belong to any one art style, yet it integrates all art styles.

“All the ‘beauty’ that is recognized in the material world will be gathered here.”

Aiwass answered, "This is the Hall of Mirrors."

"...Then, where's the mirror?"

"The mirror is in there, of course."

Aiwass smiled and patted the moon deer under him: "We will come out again later, can you wait for a moment?"

"That's not necessary, respected Candlestick Son. If you need me, just let the Night Demon above your head call my name. After all, she is also a Phantom Demon of the Path of Love."

The Moon Deer laughed a sharp laugh that reminded people of "evil": "My name is Arnold Eddie McDonald Lyman Gavin Blue Morgan Mel Holmes..."

It recited a name of forty-four verses in one breath, a name so long that it could be made into a song and make people dizzy.

However, with Aiwas's enhanced memory, he was able to remember it easily.

"Your real name is too long, I'll just call you Arnold."

Aiwass touched Yuelu's head and spoke softly.

"As you please, respected Candle Master! I look forward to your call!"

After that, Yuelu let out a sharp, crazy, hysterical and passionate laugh. If it was like a clown in a circus just now, it has now become a clown in Gotham City: "I look forward to your story too! Looking forward to it!!!"

It laughed loudly, jumped high again, and then turned into a ray of light and disappeared in an instant.

"Moon deer...what a magical creature."

Yasen sighed, "It picks people up back and forth, just to 'hear a story'?"

"Because the Moon Deer is actually the embodiment of the concept of 'rumors' in the dream world. That's why its voice is so sharp, excited, and unpleasant.

"It's just like some people in the material world, after hearing about other people's dark history, secrets, and painful memories, even if they swear solemnly, 'Don't worry, I won't tell anyone,' they will most likely exaggerate and spread the news to others. At most, they will add a sentence, 'Don't tell anyone,' and then they can feel at ease."

Aiwass replied: "The distance between two hearts may be only a few rooms or streets in the material world. But in the dream world, it may be from the Kingdom of Shadows to the Hall of Mirrors. The speed of the Moon Deer is like 'a thought turning', and information is transmitted from one end to the other.

"And if you want to 'spread rumors', you first need to have information that can be spread. So it can't be painful enough, dirty enough, or fun enough—"

The more people like to hear funny stories and eat gossip, the more people the Moon Deer can carry and the farther it can teleport. Just like the more interesting but unfriendly stories are, the faster and wider they spread. And for the same funny news, the kind that stirs up emotions is definitely easier to spread than pure jokes and memes.

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"……gossip?"

Hearing this, Yasen's expression suddenly changed: "Then what I said to it, won't spread out?"

"Arnold doesn't even know who you are or what your name is, how can you spread it?" Aiwass smiled and said, "It's just a manifestation of a concept. Death itself cannot die, and sleep itself cannot sleep. Therefore, the concept of 'spreading rumors' itself cannot spread rumors.

"There are many phantom demons like the Moon Deer that are pure incarnations of concepts in the dream world. After all, the dream world is a projection of concepts from the material world. If you are interested, I will take you to see the incarnation of death or the incarnation of reproduction next time."

"...No, that's not necessary."

Yasen smiled awkwardly and rejected Aiwas's proposal without hesitation: "I think Yuelu is pretty good."

"In that case..."

Aiwass smiled and patted Yasen on the shoulder: "Then I may have to trouble you to prepare the return fare - I guess it will be enough for three people."

"…Huh? Me?"

"I can't do it."

Aiwass shrugged: "I dare to say it, but do you dare to listen?"

Of course he didn't dare to do that.

Yasen curled his lips and offered a constructive suggestion: "What about Sherlock? Since we are here to rescue him, let him at least pay for the fare. You should also expect that Sherlock has some unspeakable past."

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“…That’s fine.”

Aiwas' heart moved and he nodded in agreement.

He and Arsene are both good friends of Sherlock, true brothers.

When their brother is in danger, they are both the most anxious; and when their brother is safe, they can also become the most dangerous.

But then, Aiwass hesitated again: "But I feel that with that guy's personality... he may not have any unforgettable past. Even if it is fun enough, but if it does not stir up strong emotions, Yuelu will not be satisfied."

"He has."

Yasen said confidently: "I even vaguely know. But compared to the rumors I heard, I would rather hear him say it himself... This will also help him let go of those things better. After talking about those things, although I feel more regretful and sad... But I also feel a sense of relief for some reason."

Iris and star anemone are fundamentally different.

They lacked the inheritance of the Path of Balance, and therefore lacked knowledge of alchemy. Although Arsene also had the level of the Path of Balance and the qualifications to become an alchemist, and now had become a famous thief in Iris... he actually never knew what the consequences of his actions in the past were.

This is what is meant by “different professions, different worlds.”

Now, he finally understood the scale of the losses he had caused and the extent of the mess he had made. When he felt guilty in the past, he donated all the stolen money to feel relieved and balance his moral sense... But in fact, the money he donated could not make up for the crimes he had committed.

Yassen himself actually knew this vaguely.

He knew that the amount of money he received would definitely be less - and because the amount he received was less than normal, the amount of "sins redeemed" after he donated it would also be less.

Now, decades have passed. It is precisely because of this worry that he has never forgotten that incident. It is also because of the memory of the past sin that he can firmly walk among the ranks of chivalrous thieves, warn himself not to commit the sin of greed, and always give the money he stole to the poor.

All of this is because of that "vague premonition" and "unspeakable past".

Now he told everyone everything he had been hiding, and even learned his true sins through Aiwass's analysis...but Arsene relaxed instead.

There is an inexplicable sense of relief.

This is indeed like the previous link of "spreading rumors" - sharing the secrets accumulated in one's heart with others in exchange for one's own mental recovery.

"It seems that you have gradually come to understand Yuelu."

Aiwass smiled meaningfully.

For some stories, the feeling when the person involved tells them is completely different from when they are told by a third party. Even if they are describing the same thing, or even the content is the same, the feeling they give people will be completely different. What Yuelu tasted was that "sense of reality".

"...But if that's the case..."

After thinking for a while, Yasen, who instinctively looked for loopholes, asked in a low voice: "What if what I told Yuelu was a rumor... or a half-true, self-embellished story?"

"It's possible, but the distance you can move will definitely decrease. After all, as long as you modify it, you won't feel so much regret and pain in your heart. And if you further fictionalize it, it will actually be close to the realm of Gray Sky Division or Xi Tian Division..."

The two of them chatted as they gradually approached the Hall of Mirrors.

(End of this chapter)