Act 80 Past Balls I

Wearing a holy white battle robe and silver battle armor, he holds a spear and a halberd. The pattern on the spear is a beautiful temple cross, and the halberd is like a sharp spear with outstretched wings underneath. Below, there is a swallow-tailed flag tied to the barrel of the gun. The flag is painted with a cross, a shining sun, angels and saints.

The flag reads "" in cursive script, which means the Holy Sword under the Glory.

There are also elves in the team, with pointed ears and long golden hair tied into braids. Their horses were also clad in white robes, painted with the texture of sun thorns.

The entire team was shrouded in white light, slowly moving forward in the forest, but silently, making this scene look extremely strange.

"Lord, Lord!" Medisa pulled him twice before he came back to his senses. Brando breathed a sigh of relief. This is the Holy Knights of the Knights of Gracius. It is exactly the same as the one he saw in "Amber". No, maybe it is the one.

"Rosa!" Someone in the team screamed, and a knight stumbled out of the team. "Rosa, Rosa? Where are you going?"

"Stop him!" Brando suddenly reacted, but the person next to him took a step slower, and the knight quickly disappeared into the dark forest. The team suddenly became a little commotion, and he quickly reminded loudly: "Don't look over there. It's a fantasy in your mind. It only exists in your memory. Those are the dreams of the nameless people, and they are not your dreams." Intertwined together, if you are tempted, you will join 'them' and be replaced by 'them'——"

Brando had already established his prestige in the previous battle. His words shocked everyone, and the team became much more stable. But Brando still saw someone slowing down, and as long as he was slightly confused, he would be swallowed up by this forest.

Brando quietly asked Nimesis to count the number of people. Just a few minutes. The entire team is missing seven people. He knew that those people would never come back, and they would linger in a dreamland that the living could never find until they died. Souls will also linger here.

He sighed.

"These are people who are not strong-willed." Nimesis' face was cold, she pursed her lips, and the outline of her face became clearer under her long black hair.

Brando looked back at the female knight. Somewhat displeased: "No one dares to say that they can never waver. Everyone has important people or things in their hearts -"

"It is precisely because of this that they wavered in the face of the beliefs they should stick to. Hank's fiancée Rosa is waiting for him to return. Collins has two sons and a daughter, but they cannot hold on to their faith in their relatives -" Ni Mesis's voice weakened: "I chose them because I thought they were the best knights. I thought they could survive and go back."

Brando was stunned. He suddenly saw Nimasis looking very lonely: "Are you angry because of this?"

"No. It's just that I looked at the wrong person and hurt them." The female knight replied softly, and she gave Brando an indifferent look. Turn around and leave.

Brando stood stunned for a moment. Until someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and saw Feras's handsome but ungrateful face. "My Lord Count, you are so amazing. You even dare to provoke Ms. Nimesis. Legend has it that powerful women are roses with thorns - but Ms. Nimesis must have only thorns and no fragrance of roses." The young knight was mysterious. Said with a smile.

Brando glanced at the guy angrily: "But I saw that you were still chatting with her a few days ago?"

Ferras shrugged, without any embarrassment at being exposed, and replied solemnly: "Because of this, I can understand this deeply."

Brando stared at this guy.

"Because she beat him up so hard." Laurenna's voice came from behind. The female knight stepped forward, stabbed her fiancé in the ribs with the hilt of her sword, then turned around and asked, "Mr. Brando, didn't you find anything wrong?"

"Well." Brando raised his head and looked around. Of course he discovered, or already knew, that the knights were trekking in the forest,

Divide dense shrubs. But the surrounding light was dimming accelerating, as if shrouded in a layer of black mist. At first, it was possible to see the outline of at least ten meters away, but now it seems so dark that only a few people around him can be seen.

"Ha, what's going on?" Feras seemed to have noticed the surrounding situation, scratched his arm and asked with a shiver.

"I was going to talk to you about this - this is a dream."

"Dream?" Laurenna was puzzled.

"To put it simply, we are in a dream. This dream is the dream of the nameless people in the forest. 'They' often dream about everything in their lives. But this dream is shrouded in the real world and has nothing to do with our memories. The world in it is connected together. The nameless people often rely on this method to lure travelers and make them get lost in the forest."

"No wonder I just saw the little woman I saw in Lenno before, Martha above, she is as charming and plump as she was then -" Before Firas could finish his words, Laurenna was ruthless Take a hard look.

"Do you mean this is an illusion, my lord?"

"Not at all."

Brando replied as he walked. After the team passed through a dense bush, the forest seemed to become sparse. He saw a flat land appear, and thick darkness seemed to surge up from all directions. Not far away, the knights seemed to sense something was wrong and began to make a commotion.

"Everyone, come closer." Nymesis's voice came from the front. The voice of the female knight captain was as firm and cold as ever, like a flag in the darkness. Brando sometimes doesn't like her character very much, but he has to admit that Nymesis is an excellent soldier.

Better than my senior sister.

This open terrain reminded him of a place. After walking for a while, uneven pebbles and gravel appeared on the ground. This is a river flat, a similar topography found only at the bottom of the valley.

But he is not sure whether this is already the Wall of Sighs——

"You know dreams, Miss Laurenna." Brando turned around and replied: "Everything in dreams is uncertain. The passage of time in dreams depends on how active your thinking is during sleep; so now we We are neither sure that we have reached that place nor how long we have been walking in the forest. We are walking through this dark forest, and everything we see is a dream."

"Wait, I'm a little confused." Laurenna held her forehead: "You mean this is a dream now. Are you in my dream, Lord Earl?"

"That's not good -" Ferras replied jealously.

"Of course not, you can understand it as half asleep and half awake." Brando glanced at the guy.

"You mean a bunch of us walking around in the forest, collectively sleepwalking?"

Brando thinks this guy's metaphor is really lame. But it had to be said that this was the statement that was most consistent with the current situation, so he had no choice but to nod to the two of them.

"That's great - I mean for the beasts in the forest; Brando, you can imagine the feeling of food coming to your door by itself - I bet that Rusta's 'unicorn' and The waiters at Maiden's Inn also don't have such an excellent service attitude."

"If I wander in this forest until I die, do you think they will erect a tombstone for me and write 'Friends of the Forest' on it? Maybe they will also give me a two thousand pound medal. On the medal I must engrave the emblem of the Unicorn and the Girl's Inn to prove that I have selflessly contributed to this forest as an excellent waiter——"

"Shut up!" Laurenna interrupted Ferras's tirade: "Your Majesty, is there any danger in this dream?"

"This dreamland is connected with the dreams of the nameless person during his lifetime. If you are confused by them, your soul will stay in this forest forever and never wake up."

"What should we do?"

"Be firm." Brando replied, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Everyone get closer to each other. This forest is a dream weaved by the nameless people. Be careful, it will pull you into the dream of the past later. . If you don’t want to sleep in this forest forever, you just need to remember two words - firm and calm."

His voice spread far away.

The dream of the nameless man is somewhat like the battle against the golden magic tree. But this dream is completely different from the dream of the Forbidden Orchard. It really exists in this world. The dreams of those wanderers who have lost their reputation will swallow everyone up, like a huge whirlpool, pulling them towards the center. .

To escape from these dreams, the only thing that can be done is to redeem the entire dream world.

The darkness was getting thicker and thicker, and Brando gradually couldn't even see clearly the figures of Laurenna and Feras beside him. From time to time in the darkness someone asked to continue in that direction.

"forward."

This was Nymesis's answer.

But actually that direction is meaningless. Brando walked for a while, and the surroundings became quieter and quieter, as if even the howling wind had subsided. After a while, the rhythmic chirping of insects seemed to be heard again, and melodious music came from the distance.

It's not the ethereal singing of the legendary elves or goblins, but a human musical instrument, a wind instrument similar to a trumpet, which plays a happy tune. But the sound was vague, as if coming from a certain direction outside the forest.

Brando blinked and felt that the light around him gradually became brighter again. The woodland has become completely sparse, and there is an open space in front of me, with lights in the distance, like a small town.

He stood alone next to the river beach, with stars dotted above his head, the forest full of beautiful black pines, and the moonlight reflecting the gurgling water, like a night after a midsummer in Butchi or Chablis.

Nymesis, Laurenna, Feras, Freya and the knights all disappeared. He was stunned for a moment, then tried the telepathic connection, but got no response.

Brando then understood.

He had already ‘fallen asleep’.

This is his dream.

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