Chapter 109 Two Dreams

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In the darkest night before dawn, Klein had a vague dream. He dreamed that he was back in Baron Pound's ancestral home. His eyes followed the underground corridor, passed through the collapsed soil, and saw the huge room with the blasphemous statues of the six gods.

Klein subconsciously looked at the deepest door. He knew that there was an unidentified bloodthirsty evil spirit sealed behind it. It was it that attracted the Pound family members one by one, causing the two of old Viscount Pound to All the heirs died unexpectedly, and the current baronet had to be recruited from a collateral line to inherit the family. The Baron became increasingly unable to hold on to the wall through various deliberate inducements and changes, and now he has even sold his mansion and rented a house outside, completely abandoning his dignity.

Normally, we should stop here. From a mystical perspective, it may be some hidden thoughts in life that reminded Klein of the underground ruins again, leaving some traces in his subconscious that he was not aware of. Manifested in the way of dreams.

However, what surprised him was that after reaching the door, his eyes not only did not stop, but also got closer. Before Klein decided to wake up, the perspective in the dream had already reached the crack of the door.

He saw that there was no one inside!

In the warm and soft quilt, Klein slowly opened his eyes.

This should be a sign, but he couldn't think rationally in the state of interrupted sleep. He recalled the content of the dream just now in confusion, then slowly closed his eyes, turned over and continued to sleep.

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At this moment, in a private hospital affiliated to the Church of the Night in the North District of Backlund, in a well-equipped single room, the patient lying on the bed with weak breathing coughed, coughed again, and made a long, broken sound. Continuous, painful breathing.

"……water……"

With painkillers applied to his head, face, and corners of his eyes, and tightly wrapped in bandages, Leonard tried hard to make some sounds weaker than breathing, but at this time, the red gloves that were supposed to be responsible for caring for the wounded I happened to report the situation to Sost in the corridor outside the ward. Leonard's call lingered hoarsely on his lips, but he received no response.

"……water……"

He called out again in a daze, and his throat and chapped lips felt a burning sting, which was no better than the pain in his body.

The half-cup of cold water placed by the bed quietly lost half of it. Pales sighed and responded to Leonard's whisper for help. He stole the water that was very important to the wounded person, smeared part of it on the other person's lips, and slowly slid part of it down his esophagus. These cool sensations finally made Leonard feel a little comforted.

But he was still not calm. He had a high fever, his head was covered in cold sweat, his weak limbs were twitching slightly and struggling under the quilt, and his fingertips scratched the sheets repeatedly, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.

Words such as "Tingen", "Captain", "I'm sorry", "Klein" and "Devil" repeatedly appeared in Leonard's vague murmurs, even though Pales would steal some of the wounds caused by the opponent's body every once in a while. The pain and huge mental damage cannot be avoided.

After being seriously injured to the point of death by the abyss angel, Leonard lost the consciousness to suppress Sealed Artifact 1-42, and was almost torn to pieces by the bloodthirsty armor on the spot. Fortunately, Sost judged in time and made him leave the inside of the armor in the last few seconds and soaked him in the newly dug hot water pool, barely dispelling the negative impact and saving his life.

Otherwise, even if Pales is present, he can only change the host.

A life was saved, but Leonard's condition did not improve at all. He dared to lose control of his emotions when facing the devil, so he was almost torn to pieces by his own hatred and anger before he met the opponent.

What's more, at this time, he was still controlling a level 1 sealed object.

Being able to save his life already made Sost so excited that he shouted for the goddess' blessing.

There was no one in the single ward. The armchair beside Leonard's bed cast a dark shadow on the wall by the moonlight. Above it, another human-shaped shadow gradually appeared, as if there was an invisible person sitting on it. He sat on the chair, his body illuminated by the moonlight, and looked at Leonard quietly.

"well."

A sigh that no one heard.

"As a nightmare, you were actually caught in your own dreams. Your potion digestion progress is really unsatisfactory..."

While he was talking, a "theft" occurred in this small ward. Leonard, who was wandering in the world of black and flames, saw Tingen igniting a fire for the umpteenth time, and the terrifying black shadow covering the sky was torn apart. Dunn Smith, Megoose and Klein. These are all reflections of his heart, the intense emotions in his subconscious that are most difficult to forget and unwilling to let go.

"Stealing" takes effect, and negative things are stolen, revealing the background of the dream. The blood-colored sky and the twisted eye-like moon were covered with a peaceful shimmer. All the intense emotions in Leonard's dream slowly disappeared, and were painted with a comfortable and soothing color.

In the dream world, Leonard, who was running around and looking for the murderer, gradually stopped and blinked in confusion.

At this time, you thought of using the "Nightmare" ability to explore unfamiliar environments? Pales complained again in his heart, and then stole this idea away, guiding Leonard to walk forward slowly, following the stone path with flowers blooming along the way, and walking step by step into his dream. In the single dormitory built by the church and assigned to him by the church,

Entering a familiar environment, Leonard obviously felt much more relaxed. He subconsciously walked to his favorite single sofa, reached out and picked up a book "Selected Opera Lines" on the table, but the contents were all The outlines of the furniture are blurry and constantly fluctuating, often distorted. It is weird and at the same time fully expresses the distortion of dreams.

Leonard's mood became more and more comfortable and calm. The black-red sky and moon outside the window gradually turned into lazy afternoon sunlight, projecting a leisurely atmosphere in the room that made people want to be lazy. He flipped through the book for a while and soon felt sleepy. Then he yawned, lay down on the single sofa, and found a comfortable position to sleep with his clothes on.

After a while, he began to breathe evenly and calmly.

In the real world, Leonard's frowning brows were gradually smoothed away by peaceful dreams. The fine cold sweat no longer broke out on his forehead, his fingers no longer gripped the sheets tightly, and his expression returned to normal little by little.

The black shadow on the wall kept looking at the hospital bed. After a few minutes, it disappeared quietly, just as without warning as it appeared.

Then, the door of the ward was carefully pushed open a crack, and the red gloves in charge of the care crept in and sat on the armchair. He looked at Leonard who was seriously injured, pointed out the red moon, and prayed silently to the moonlight, hoping that the goddess would bless his companion to recover soon.

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The true Creator, wrapped in an ancient Greek robe, sat solemnly on a high chair in the study, with his feet half a meter above the ground.

Edward looked him up and down and found that the opponent's strength had returned to around Sequence 5, which was quite fast.

It seems that in order to resist his own pollution, the true Creator focused on accelerating the transition of power and improving his status.

"You grow up a little fast," He said.

"In terms of sequence, this is for..."

"I mean height." The devil gestured, "Logically speaking, you should be only three or four years old now."

The true creator, who was exposed as having secretly increased his figure in order to look more mature and stable, felt a little annoyed: "This is not something we need to pay attention to at the moment."

He cleared his throat: "In this series of things, you and I are normal cooperation with clearly marked prices. I have already promised that if I can find clues about Medici, I will help you within my ability."

"I have seen everything you did in the Southern Continent and heard your prayers, so I immediately asked the body of the God-Forsaken Land to provide you with assistance. Judging from the results, you succeeded. Congratulations."

The true Creator's speech cheered up the distracted Edward. He inadvertently mentioned the "Hanged Man" in the land abandoned by God, and the implication seemed to be that He had been able to do some things to the "Hanged Man"'s behavior. Control and influence... Ah, it should be a reminder to myself who has just been promoted to Sequence 1 not to mess around and continue to maintain a cooperative relationship.

He nodded to show that he was listening.

"You are the first new born King of Filth since the Second Age."

The gods who have witnessed the four eras are very emotional: "This is also an unparalleled great achievement. But the demon path is not suitable for the birth of true gods. You have now shown your strong competitiveness. It is estimated that the Seven Gods will no longer compete with the hundreds of people in the past. I'll let you go as much as I have in the past year."

The reason why Aurora was raided is probably partly due to you, the True Creator thought, otherwise I really can’t understand what they are warning, or is it that the three churches are just angry because of the undercurrent of Backlund that has caused problems again and again? At the end of the year, do you work hard to achieve good results and restore your image in the eyes of the public?

Then they have indeed succeeded, and Aurora will suffer heavy losses. Maybe they have even guessed that their condition has improved slightly. If Heiye wants to do something, he is completely unable to resist now, and he is afraid that the other party will support him. His disgusting divine side came to eat Him.

"You will attract attention, and your digestion of potions and advancement will be hindered."

"Rather than staying on the devil path, switching careers to compete with the true gods of the prisoner path may be a better choice."

Edward nodded slightly and unceremoniously accepted the praise from the ancient sun god: "I tried to change the path at the beginning, but the prisoner path was so polluted and eroded that it was almost unrecognizable. The devil has a better chance. Unless there is no other way. Choice or I wouldn’t have jumped the pathway.”

"However, having reached this level, it is completely impossible to say that I have no determination to compete to become a god."

"However, Fabuti has been hiding in the abyss for thousands of years. Various changes have occurred in the abyss. My promotion will not be stable. Maybe there is no chance of promotion at all, because I cannot obtain the uniqueness that belongs to Fabuti in the abyss. and the last Sequence 1."

"The gods should also know, maybe they won't pay attention to me at all."

The True Creator nodded: "I hope so."

"Then let's move on to the next question."

Edward sat up straight, and the true creator's expression changed slightly. As expected, he heard the other party begin to whisper:

"The Aurora Society's stronghold in Backlund has been cleared. If you want to restore the scale, you need at least a large enough venue, and you also need to relocate the magical items. You can't always stay here with me."

"If you have nowhere to go now, I have a place I can arrange for you."

coming! This is a standard devil’s talk that people can’t refuse! The True Creator controlled his desire to roll his eyes and spoke bluntly: "Tell me about it and make a price."

The devil smiled.

He waved his hand, and a thin picture album automatically fell from the bookshelf, unfolding it in front of the real Creator: This was a detailed hand-drawn architectural design drawing, indicating the floor area, number of rooms, and details of each facility. introduce.

"This is a property I purchased near Backlund 87 years ago. It is strategically located near the noble natural hunting ground about a hundred kilometers northeast of Backlund. It is adjacent to East Chester County and Ahowa County. The manor covers a total area of ​​4,547 square meters, with attached large areas of land, plantations and hunting grounds, making it self-sufficient to a certain extent..."

The True Creator listened carefully, fearing that some kind of deal would be struck while he was dealing with it accidentally. The other party is now the King of Angels, and even a true god can be scratched by unequal contracts to some extent.

The manor was perfect, absolutely perfect, ticking all the boxes, but when the True Creator heard about the square footage and 107 rooms, he couldn't help but ask, "How many do you want?"

Edward wore a friendly, warm and innocent smile: "It's cheaper for you. The cost of renting and using it is 160,000 pounds a year. You need to take care of the furniture maintenance yourself, as well as the land management and related taxes."

The True Creator replied simply: "Change."

He added: "Be simple and my followers can endure hardship."

The business was not done, but it was not done at all. Edward turned the pages of the brochure in advance and stopped at the design of a Gothic building. The manor just now took up three pages, but now this one only has one page. The real creator feels a little more acceptable.

"Then look at this."

He introduced calmly: "This place was actually purchased when I was the Earl of Intis, and I participated in the design. It was used as a summer resort manor for Adela and I. This manor has already gone through history. It burned down, and because I still liked the decoration inside, I moved the whole thing to a piece of land I bought in Roon.”

"How much is the rent?"

"About 70,000 is enough. This manor came from my hands and is contaminated with my breath. It is considered a sealed object. Without my permission, you cannot survive a night in it. So I put it there with confidence. The thieves and robbers who come in will make my garden more colorful.”

The price is still acceptable, and some cooperation can be used to reduce the amount. And the devil's breath is considered a curse... and it happens to be a natural insurance. He spoke: "Tell me about it."

"The total area is 1812 square meters. There are no plantations or hunting grounds, only an attached garden. More than 30 rooms, extraordinary features with doorways, can change the layout of the house to a certain extent, shift the position of the walls, and overall It is said to be about the same size as your three underground strongholds combined. In the southwest of Backlund, the geographical location is relatively remote, closer to the edge of East Tucker County. There are only a few scattered ones around that are only used during the year. A holiday estate for a few months is just right for you who are hiding now.”

"Okay." The True Creator thought for a while, "That's it."

Edward decided readily: "Okay. Then the deal is established. I will rent it to you for one year first. The deposit can be paid in various ways."

A land deed, a construction permit and a bunch of keys flew out from the bookshelf. The real creator took it and looked at it. He saw that the name of the manor was "Faye Manor" and the name of the purchaser and builder on the land deed was "Henry Leigh". "En", a relatively common Loen name paired with a not-so-common surname, buying such a large piece of land and building such a large manor can easily give people the feeling of an unknown ancient noble.

"By the way." Edward said again, "The Red Angel has been waiting for you for a long time. Why don't you go out and meet with Him?"

The True Creator shook his head in preparation: "Don't worry now, my image is too different from the past, and there are some annoying and troublesome things that will not be clear for a while. I have to prepare a little bit, and try my best to do it as soon as possible. state to meet Him.”

Edward nodded: "Let's set off that daybreak."

The True Creator had no objection to this: "That's right. We need to leave the city of Backlund as soon as possible and away from the attention of the three gods."

"It's the same evil god treatment as always." The devil shrugged.

TBC

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Two dreams, two people's dreams. Suffering sharpens the soul. Will Leonard in this article be a...not a brainy character?

1 pound≈840

The annual rent is 70,000 pounds ≈ 5,880,000 pounds.