Chapter 152 Reverse Mirror

Bella's answer gave the Daystar team a certain understanding of the Knights of the Round Table, and John and others expressed their understanding and gratitude for Galahad's behavior of leading Gawain away alone.

"Then don't live up to Knight Galahad's kindness. Let's avoid that direction!" Barnes suggested. He didn't want to meet the dangerous Lord Knight at all. Devils don't like to burn themselves on sight.

Bella also wanted to try to get the stranger to rescue her friend Galahad, but the adventurer's obvious fear of Gawain made Piqujing suppress her inner thoughts. Gradually canceling the equations in her mind that John equals Galahad and Raven equals Gawain, Bella weighs her combat power and finds that it is still a bit uncertain for a stranger to defeat Gawain, so she might as well do what her good friends want. Avoiding the big bad guy first, Bella is not worried about Galahad's ability, but she will feel a little lonely...

Bella decided to join Daystar's team and do her best to help her new friends continue their adventure.

The adventurers welcomed the Pixie. By the way, Bella was assigned to Vivian's pocket by John. Pickle really wanted to get close to John, who looked similar to Galahad, but the magician's robe did not agree; with Barnes's character, it should be said that goblins like Pickle could easily feel the rot in his soul. Smell, second-hand goods among second-hand goods; and Raven, the Pixie will tremble when he sees Raven's face.

"Hello, Vivian." Bella looked up at the cold face of the female vampire, feeling nervous for some reason.

"Come in, little winged one." Vivian opened the pocket on her waist with two fingers.

Bella didn't move. She floated in front of Vivian, covering her face shyly.

"Vivian, can I live in your long hair? Your silver hair is beautiful, sparkling, and as smooth as the highest-grade satin. I have always wanted to live in such a beautiful place, even for a day. "

Vivian was a little caught off guard by the praise of the Pixies. She was not impressed by John's decision to leave the Pixies under her care at first. But at this moment, the small joy in her heart prevented Vivian from rejecting her.

"Can."

A strange friendship begins to form between vampires and pixies.

The bond between the Crimson Beloved and the Brass Dragon is also strengthening simultaneously.

John opened his eyes, saw the familiar library, and thought to himself that it was terrible.

The huge "light fixture" hanging from the ceiling swooped over, and the giant claws of the brass dragon pressed John into the quicksand floor.

"Aha! John Kemp! You didn't expect it! We meet again!"

Merlin stretched his wings excitedly and let out a cheerful dragon roar. As soon as the brass dragon's tail rolled up, a metal box with a gorgeous shell was smashed next to John. The mouth of the box opened, and ancient books with intact covers rolled out.

"You must read a hundred books with me this time, no, a thousand books! I will allow you to leave here!"

Merlin lowered his head and exhaled the hot breath from his nostrils directly onto John's face. For the first time, he was stared at by a metal dragon with an almost hateful look. John felt that cold sweat had broken out in his body.

"Merlin, calm down first." John tried to move his body, but his movements only made him sink deeper into the quicksand. Merlin's magic was very delicate, and the pervasive fine sand was always below John's neck.

"What tricks are you trying to play again? John."

Finding that his struggle was futile, John could only lie down under the claws of the brass dragon. Merlin's control was very precise, not only not hurting John's body, but also making it impossible for him to escape.

"The last time I used a book to awaken my consciousness was out of necessity," John said.

"Oh? Don't you think it's too late to repent now?" Merlin said.

"No, I mean, the way I exited the dream last time was a little rude. Actually, I didn't need to do that at all, I have psychic powers, Merlin. The psychic powers only require a thought to interrupt my dream, from here Leave." John said calmly, as if standing on the edge of a cliff threatening the other person not to come closer.

Merlin's paws clenched subconsciously, and then slowly loosened them.

The Brass Dragon said frustratedly: "A sudden interruption of dreams will cause damage to your brain."

John said, “Can a thousand books in one night do much harm?”

Merlin gritted his teeth and said hesitantly: "One hundred copies!"

"Merlin, in your eyes, am I still human?"

"Ten copies! It can't go any lower!"

John said firmly: "One, and I have to choose it."

The brass dragon seemed to have been hit in a vital point in an instant. The body leaned back, the dragon's face with closed eyes was solemn, showing a bit of pain, and the claws holding John down were released at this time.

"Two books. In exchange, I am willing to use my knowledge to help you answer the questions in this world."

"Deal." John was secretly happy. Before falling asleep, he had already prepared to see Merlin again. Pickle's words made John realize that the world was not simple, and he urgently needed a long-lived brass dragon like Merlin to solve his doubts. Merlin's offer of help was naturally the best outcome John wanted to see.

Merlin nodded flatly, not letting John notice the joy beneath his scales. He has gradually understood the character of John Camp, the Veltis Warlock. I understand that the only way to impress such pragmatic young people is to lure them. The bait I throw out is too straightforward, and such smart people may not necessarily bite the bait. But if he pretends to be at a disadvantage and has to cede his interests, John will definitely think that this is a benefit he has gained and happily accept it.

Merlin was willing to answer the young man John Camp's questions as an elder. He packaged his goodwill into conditions, and the warlock seemed to be more receptive.

Merlin shook his head slightly, looked at John who was choosing a book on his own, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

The last time, after John left, Merlin used the magic he had learned to forcefully extend the state of empathy between himself and John for half an hour. Taking advantage of this wonderful state, he had taken the time to use his dual perspectives to roughly read through his book collection.

It's just a quick glance, but there is no doubt that the truth hidden under the lies, those books that have never been read, are the most basic rules that make up this world and the cornerstone of conceptual power.

These truths are more complete and profound than the answers you can give to the warlock, and will bring more benefits to the warlock. Under his own deliberate guidance, Merlin bet that John Camp would never read only two books in one night.

Merlin believed so.

"Merlin, I found someone who looks exactly like me in this world, like a clone, and my companions also encountered the same situation."

"Tell me more about it, John." Merlin seemed to see his bent fishing rod.

John informed Merlin of Galahad and Gawain's situation.

The brass dragon nodded and took out a book from the treasure chest.

"This is a world of lies, John. Lies are based on truth. And your friends represent the authenticity that is scarce in this world of lies. Hiding more truth in a lie can enhance the credibility of the lie. For this As far as the world is concerned, it is to make the country of lies more stable.”

"So when you cross this world, this world has collected your authenticity and used it to create more lies. This world has changed everyone's cognitive biases and turned the appearance of several characters into yours The replica is like changing the actors in a drama. I am very sure that the characters wearing your appearance must be key players in this world. "

"The relevant details are recorded in this book. We can take a look at it together."

Merlin handed the book to John.

John looked at the book of memory in his hand and looked up at Merlin suspiciously.

"I'll choose this one."

"sure."

John and Merlin studied the contents of the book together, and both felt that they had learned a lot.

"Corrupted lies, reversed mirror images."

"The only similarities are facial features and mannerisms. Lies are different from truth, so there must be differences between the two, just like mirror images."

"Galahad is like the opposite of me, so he can become friends with the pixies, trust foreigners easily and be full of good intentions. He is willing to go into danger alone to fight for a way out for others. It's really not like me at all."

Merlin raised his head, he did not agree with the warlock's sigh.

"The important thing is the next one. Lies are based on truth. No matter how many external differences you and your inversion have, you must have some of the same key inside. You all have something in common deep in your souls, and this is yours. That’s why the performance fits so well.”

"John, the reason why the Pixies stay by Galahad's side is the same as the reason why I stand by your side." Merlin said with a smile.

"Is it because of kidnapping..."

The brass dragon smiled cheerfully.

"I hope Galahad has the same sense of humor as you."