Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

At the end of the disaster in Kordu Village, Lumian was not only affected by the fateful power sealed in his body and scattered around him, and fell into an endless cycle, but he also had real dreams, and together with official investigators Ryan, Liya and others After entering a certain area, he fell asleep uncontrollably and became part of his dream.

Lumian, who was still illiterate in mysticism at the time, didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Later, when he asked Mr. "Poet" to interpret the symbolic meaning of each element in the dream, he learned that the dream itself did not originate from the power of Thermipolos, nor was it As a result of Mr. Fool's seal, it has another source, which represents a kind of protection and comfort.

Since then, he has been thinking about the source of this real dream, but has never found the answer. After all, there are too many possibilities. Now, through Franka's further description of the "dark night" path and the experience at the party, he Huo Ran had an inspiration: the "dark night" path not only makes people have nightmares and is the embodiment of nightmares, but it can also create real dreams!

Could it be that Ms. "Hela" found out about Aurore's accident and hurried to Kordu Village only to be late. She could only use the power of the sealed object to let me enter the real dream to soothe my heart and spirit. ?

No, there is no need for her to hide this matter from me and pretend not to know. What is there to hide?

Moreover, if she did it, there would be no obvious leakage or legacy of Sleeping Power...

Could it be that Aurore was more or less contaminated or marked by the sealed object due to her long-term use of the spell involving hidden power to attend parties? When her body disintegrated, the sealed object sensed changes, and instinctively The ground gave me some feedback. Although it failed to save Aurore, it brought me a real dream?

Well, Liya and Valentine were forced to sleep in a certain area around the Bloody Mountain Peak, which is the place of sacrifice. They were there, near the three-headed and six-armed giant. This is in line with my speculation just now. The power of dreams The origin is closely related to Aurore...

Franka saw that Lumian was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking seriously, and did not interrupt him immediately. However, her eyes changed, and she broke away from her own world, and then she asked:

"What did you think of?

"Do you still remember the disaster in Kordu Village that I talked about? Around the blood-red mountain peaks that were transformed into sacrificial places, there is an area dominated by the night, which will make everyone who enters fall asleep irresistibly. A real dream." Lumian explained simply. www.youxs.org

The more Franka listened, the more she became more shocked and frightened:

"Could it be that Ms. Hela also has a problem?"

"I don't think so." Lumian shook his head and focused on his speculation.

Franka let out a long, undisguised sigh of relief:

“It’s really more in tune with what’s going on in the field.

"Well, haven't you noticed? The first part of the incantation is a standard three-part honorary name. This shows that the sealed object either has the characteristics of being alive, or it was once a living creature. For such a thing, it instinctively affects the direction. It is normal for the person it prays to to react in certain ways.”

Lumian thought about it carefully and found that it was indeed the case.

The two communicated for a while and agreed that Lumian would find time to go to the Alone Bar for a brief look.

Back at the Golden Rooster Hotel, Lumian closed the curtains, sat at the table, and started writing a letter to Ms. "Magician" under the light of the carbide lamp.

The focus of the letter was the performance and answers of the "Armored Shadow", and incidentally asked about the situation of the "Ancient Sun God" and the relationship between this ancient god and the "Aurora Society".

Considering that it was already late at night, Lumian waited until he woke up "naturally" and had breakfast before sending the letter.

At noon, Ms. "Magician" finally replied to the letter, so that Lumian, who had specially returned to Room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel, did not make the trip in vain.

"The Armored Shadow's response and its status provide us with further insight into (Blank's) situation."

Just after reading the first sentence, Lumian was stunned.

His eyes fell on the blank part of the words, and he didn't know whether this was a deliberate joke by Ms. Magician, or whether the letter itself had been distorted by some kind of power.

Based on his own understanding of "Magician", Lumian initially speculated that after the lady wrote the entire sentence smoothly, she found that there was information that she could not know for the time being, and she was too lazy to black out the divination again, or change the picture. I wrote it again on paper, and then used some kind of force to directly erase the word.

Is there anything you can’t let me know about this? Isn’t it another world? Lumian muttered as he read the following sentences:

"This is a good harvest, but it will not be used for the time being, although Mr. "The Hanged Man" will be very happy.

"After a while, when he is ready, he may ask you to summon the 'Armor Shadow' again, and he will be responsible for providing gold in exchange for the opportunity to ask questions.

"It's up to him to think about the problem. Your role is to communicate, and the role of the Two of Cups is to translate. Well, don't forget to ask Mr. 'The Hanged Man' for a reward."

Mr. "The Hanged Man"... Lumian repeated the code name and moved his eyes to the bottom of the letter:

"The issue of the Ancient Sun God is very complicated. I don't know much about it. I can only tell you at the moment that this is the ruler of the history of the Third Age. He ended the Second Age when the brutal ancient gods ruled. It has brought light to us humans.

"The relationship between the one who believes in the Aurora Society and Chi is equally complicated, and understanding itself is risky. Just think of yourself as the heir to half of the inheritance, while the other half is divided up by some of the seven gods. This directly brings about The 'Age of the Gods' is what we often call the Fourth Age."

If there is still a small amount of history, legends, documents and objects left in the Fourth Age, then the previous Third Age and Second Age only exist in the holy scriptures of major churches, almost mythical. Lumian only knows about the Third Age. The first era is called the "Era of Catastrophe" and the second era is called the "Era of Darkness".

At this time, from the few words of Ms. "Magician", he actually felt the grandeur and charm of that ancient history:

The cruel ancient gods, the ancient sun god who ended the dark age of mankind, the ruler of the Third Age who died for unknown reasons, and the "Age of Gods" born on his corpse...

Why would such an ancient god give birth to a child like Amon? Who is Amon's mother? Is there still contact between Amon and the person who believes in the "Aurora Society"? The more Lumian thought about it, the more he felt that the "ancient sun god" had a big problem with his tutoring.

He had a certain fondness for this god, not only because Xiu ended the rule of the ancient gods and gave humanity the dawn of time, but also because Yuchi was suspected of being an earlier time traveler, coming from the same family as Aurore and Emperor Russell. The same world.

Similarly, Lumian began to understand why Mr. K and the "Aurora Society" hated the followers of the evil god so much. The one they believed in inherited the legacy of the "ancient sun god".

A flame burst out and ignited the letter in Lumian's hand.

He tidied up a little, put on the silver earrings turned into "lie", and adjusted his appearance, www.youxs.org.

After doing this, he directly took off the "lie" and put it into the secret pocket of his clothes.

——According to his experience during this period, the appearance created by "lie" will not disappear after leaving "lie". This is a kind of reshaping on the flesh and blood level. If you want to change back to the original, you have to use "lie" again. "Adjustment.

Putting on his satchel, Lumian walked out of the Golden Rooster Hotel.

On the way to Market Avenue, he heard the bell ringing, which meant that one o'clock in the afternoon was approaching.

Lumian took out the gold pocket watch he borrowed from the Breeze Ballroom and calibrated the time at the clock tower in the distance.

This pocket watch slows down by one minute every few days.

After more than half an hour, Lumian arrived at Old Street.

He walked toward the Alone Bar like a stroll, and his eyes naturally glanced at the Different Dance Hall.

There were not many customers there yet, and the three doormen with monocles on their right eyes were leaning lazily in different places, sometimes chatting and sometimes in a daze.

A postman in a blue embossed uniform parked his bicycle on the side of the road, took a stack of letters, and walked towards the mailbox of the "Different" Cabaret.

He also wears a monocle over his right eye.

Lumian felt a little numb, looked away, and walked into the Alone Bar.

The bar still had poor lighting. Even at noon, it seemed quite dark, and there were no other customers for the time being.

The bartender at the bar is not the same one as last time, but actually Liya, the 8th Bureau investigator whom Lumian knows!

This lady is wearing a white shirt, a bow tie, and a black knee-length skirt. Her hair is simply pulled up and tied with a small silver bell. She is different from her previous dress and has a unique charm.

"Gin and ice." Lumian sat on the high stool in front of the bar and knocked on the table.

He then smiled and said:

"Why did you change the bartender?"

Liya glanced at him and smiled teasingly:

"Sir, there is no rule that bars can only hire one bartender. He will die suddenly from exhaustion."

"Okay." Lumian paid 8 Rick's coins and waited for the gin with ice to be delivered to him.

After drinking for nearly ten minutes, he casually asked:

"Do you have a typewriter here? I suddenly remembered that I still have a document to do."

Liya wiped the wine glass and said:

"In the room next to the theater in the cellar, there is a typewriter for writing scripts. The usage fee is 2 ricks and 1 kopeck per piece of paper.

"It's quite expensive..." Lumian muttered and stood up, holding the wine glass and walking into the cellar.

He had some psychological shadow over the puppet theater, so he turned directly into the side room without getting closer.

There is indeed a brass-colored mechanical typewriter here, and sitting next to it is a man silently reading a newspaper.

Lumian typed out a brief document as planned.

The wear and tear on some of the letters is exactly the same as in the "Loki" document.

Lumian nodded invisibly, paid the usage fee and paper fee to the man who made no sound, and then quickly left the slightly gloomy basement room.

As soon as he returned to the bar hall, he suddenly fell into a trance and heard the faint sound of bells ringing in his ears.

Lumian recovered quickly and looked at Liya, finding that she had no abnormal reaction.

"Did you hear the bell?" Lumian put the wine glass on the bar.

Liya frowned:

"It's not even the top of the hour, why are there bells?"

Lumian suppressed his inner doubts, drank the rest of the wine, and left the Alone Bar.

When passing by the "Different" Cabaret, he found that there were only two monocle guards left at the door, and the postman was missing.

Lumian didn't look much and quickly left the street.

On the public carriage returning to the market area, the two o'clock bell came on time. Lumian instinctively took out his pocket watch and opened it to take a look.

He was shocked to find that the pocket watch he had just calibrated an hour ago was running slowly again.

A minute slower.

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