Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 447 The Mystery of Dreams

Brown with green in it, it can't be some radioactive mineral...

This was Angel's first reaction, but she quickly remembered that the color of a certain copper mine was like this. It was different from chalcopyrite, which is called "fool's gold". This kind of mine can be distinguished from gold at a glance. of minerals.

She came closer and tried to confirm, but it aroused Leiden's alert. He took two steps back, put the "gold mine" back into the bucket, protected it against his chest, and asked in a low voice:

"Is there a problem?"

Following his words, the temporary miners who were busy around them glanced at them one after another. There was undisguised vigilance in their eyes, and they were far away from others.

Angel shook his head and stopped trying to argue with these guys who obviously had something wrong.

"No, I'm just curious, is this the first piece of 'gold' you dug out?"

"Of course not. Such a harvest can bring in several pieces every day. According to my estimate, after finding someone to separate and purify it, the daily harvest exceeds one hundred pounds. If we divide it equally, we can already get thirty pounds this week. This is a good job with an annual salary of thousands of pounds!"

Really? I don’t think that copper mine can even be exchanged for a few soles...

Angel looked at the small bucket containing the ore and didn't know what to say.

No wonder this group of people came here happily and started digging enthusiastically. It turned out that they were treating scrap copper as gold, thinking that they could make a fortune overnight. It would be great if they could really dig out gold, but the problem is...

She sighed secretly, forced out a smile and said:

"Then I hope you can dig a few more pieces today."

Looking at the mine that they had dug into a deep pit, Angel slowly turned around and left in the direction she came from. It wasn't until she turned a corner that her vigilant sight behind her was blocked by the thick stone wall.

All the way back to the entrance of the mine, taking a few breaths of the salty air blowing from the sea, Angel looked back at the deep cave, as if he could hear the clanging sound of mining picks striking rocks from inside.

"Hypnosis, hallucination, or some kind of paranoia?"

Several possibilities ran through her mind.

As a former "instigator", she may be able to use the power of words to temporarily trick some simple tourists into digging mines, but she can never turn copper into gold. However, these excited and somewhat fanatical "miners" have completely fallen into this trap. Unable to extricate themselves from the fantasy, it is obvious that what disturbs them is a deeper power.

Could it be related to the Gazer she is looking for?

After thinking about it, Angel decided to go back to the town first and look for more clues through other means.

Anyway, these tourists have been digging for a full week, so there shouldn't be any danger for one more day. Well, unless the spoils are unevenly divided and a fight breaks out over a few pieces of copper worth less than one sole, resulting in loss of life...

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Returning to the port town, Angel took off the "hypocrisy" ring and waited for the negative effects to disappear, and made a new "disaster" spell. This time, she tried a magic mirror divination on the spell itself, but nothing happened. Unsurprisingly, she found nothing. Obviously, the power from the mysterious runes exceeded her so much that even if it was made with her own blood, the divination did not get any effective information.

Recovering her spirituality, after dinner, she put on the ring again, transformed into a male appearance, put on a more neutral vest and windbreaker, and went to the Spice Street, which was also very noisy at night, pretending to be a businessman who came to inquire about the ore business. , chatted with several unemployed miners.

"That gold mine outside the city? It was developed by an investment company from Bayam. It has been around for almost five years. It turned out to be the third pillar of Para Island besides spices and fruits. Almost every household has someone working in the mine. Work, the dock over there is also very lively, but unfortunately half a year ago..."

After drinking several glasses of fermented fruit wine served by Angel, these drinkers immediately became good friends with her, and with a little guidance, they told the truth about half a year ago.

It turned out that half a year ago, when they were gradually digging deeper into the mine, they discovered a deep natural pit. They thought there would be more mineral deposits, but they did not expect that the inside was hollow. It collapsed during mining, and many people were injured. , during which more than 20 people even fell into coma.

The miners suspected a gas leak and quickly carried the victims out of the mine and reported the incident. However, what they did not expect was that instead of compensation and repairs, what awaited them was a notice of emergency closure of the mine.

Afterwards, the Government Affairs Office and the miners of Para Island repeatedly requested to reopen the mine and resume everyone's work, but they were not agreed by the investment company. As a result, the gold mine and the supporting dock have been abandoned until now, and hundreds of miners have lost their jobs. Although they had to work hard but with reasonable wages, most of them became plantation workers. A few without skills and skills could only work hard at the docks in the town, and their incomes were much lower than before.

The former miners in front of them obviously belonged to the latter group. While drinking, they cursed the investment companies far away. In the words of Emperor Russell, they occupied the toilet but did not use it.

Listening to the angry curses, Angel thought of another possibility.

This solution, which seems very strange to the outside world, is very similar to the requirements for those involved after the intervention of the official Extraordinary. Take the process of the Nighthawks as an example. If an extraordinary event occurs in the mine, they will immediately ask the mine to stop work. Then all threats are eliminated and there are no risks after multiple assessments before work is allowed to restart, which is often half a year or even a year later.

Some companies, fearful of getting into trouble again, simply abandoned the mine and closed it permanently.

"Have the Church of Storms or the garrison on Zhongcheng Island been here since the accident in the mine?" Angel interrupted the miners' complaints and asked. She knew that there was no Church of Storms church on this small island, so she asked about the one closest to here. Middle Island.

"The army? Of course not. They don't come to such a quiet place once a year. It seems that a few priests came from the church to help treat the poisoned miners and left after they woke up."

It seems that this was the action of the "Punishers". They left directly because they did not find the problem, or did they leave after cleaning up the abnormality at that time? But now...

After some questioning, Angel had more doubts in his mind.

Saying goodbye to the drunken miners, she continued to wander around the town for a while. In the dead of night, she sneaked into the town's government office and used her skilled lockpicking skills to pry open the door of the archives room.

This small town near the port has only more than a thousand permanent residents, so there are not many files. Angel quickly found the dust-covered mine information among the various plantation information. The internal information about what happened six months ago, or more specifically, what happened There are no detailed records of the collapse at the end of June 1349, but the location of the accident and the number of victims were roughly marked on an internal map.

It was obviously processed by the "punishers" and the relevant content was deleted... In this case, only the most abnormal person could be targeted...

She restored the file, left the dark Government Affairs Hall, took out the magic mirror, and quickly confirmed the residence of the leader of today's group of temporary miners, Leiden, through divination.

As a foreign tourist, he also lived in a hotel in the town. Angel disappeared directly and walked past the drowsy front desk waiter, went upstairs to the door of Layton's room, opened the door through the silk thread cut into the door, and swaggered walked in.

The "miner leader" who was overworked during the day had already fallen asleep. Angel found a chair to sit on, threw a "dream" charm, and entered his sweet dream...

...and entered the dreamland where he was having sex in full swing.

Unexpectedly, Leiden was also working hard to mine brown and green copper mines in his dream. His mining friends were the young male and female tourists who Angel had met during the day. In the dream, everyone worked together and divided the work, regardless of fatigue and efficiency. It was actually several percent higher than during the day.

Of course, this all stems from Leighton's imagination. Apparently he was not so satisfied with his working conditions during the day, so he dreamed of more efficient night operations.

Angel did not disturb Layton in his dream, but wandered around in this wonderful dream. Dreams usually reflect the dreamer's subconscious desires or fears, and some important clues may be found in them.

Soon, she discovered that the mine was just a closed scene, and the surrounding roads were blocked by endless darkness. As an intruder in the dream, she could not control the dream to make corresponding changes, so she had to return the same way.

But when Angel returned to Leiden, he was surprised to find that there was a short man in the crowd wearing a black trench coat and a half-high silk hat with a vague face. He did not belong to anyone during the day, not even Angel just now. His presence was not discovered before leaving the cave.

Another dream intruder?

Angel raised her eyebrows. She used the dream charm to enter a dream and could leave at any time through her thoughts. Therefore, she did not immediately take any drastic action, but wanted to see what the other party was going to do.

"Hello, young Nighthawk," the man in the trench coat took off his hat and put it on his chest, bowing politely, "I'm very happy that you can grasp various clues and come to Mr. Layton's dream. ."

Me, the Nighthawk? In a sense, it was true, but how did he know...because he mistook the "dream" spell as the nightmare's ability?

Angel held his breath and remained calm, as if acquiescing to his identity.

"I'm sorry. I was supposed to communicate with you alone in your dream. Unfortunately, your vigilance stopped me, so I had no choice but to wait for you in these people's dreams."

The man pointed at Layton and the others who knew nothing and were still swinging their mining picks vigorously.

I was wary... But I slept very well last night. It should be the effect of the "Secret Holy Emblem"... Angel almost lost his expression, so he had to nod to cover it up and asked:

"So, who are you anyway?"

"Me? I'm just a poor person waiting for redemption. Didn't you come to Pala Island because..."

The man in the trench coat said doubtfully, and his hazy face began to gradually reveal his facial features. But at the moment Angel was about to see him clearly, the gas light placed by Layton and others went out instantly, and the entire mine suddenly fell into Angel's eyes. In the darkness that even dark vision cannot see through.

Without hesitation, she cut off the connection with the dream, opened her eyes, and stood up from the wooden chair.

On the single bed in front of her, Layton's limbs suddenly twitched, his eyelids rose, and only the whites of his eyes were left underneath, as if he was having an epileptic seizure.

"Dark night."

After reciting the opening spell, Angel threw out a "Sleep" spell in his hand. The silver piece exploded with dark red light in the air, and invisible waves rippled. Leiden, who was on the verge of madness, immediately stopped struggling and lay down. Returned to his warm bed.

(End of this chapter)