Chapter Ninety-Three: The One Hundred and One Dream
Regarding Brandi's self-recommendation to go to the dwarven tribe in person, there are still some people in the thirteen tribes meeting who disagree, on the grounds that this is an exchange between orcs and dwarves, why let a human go?
However, with the support of the werewolf patriarch, the meeting decided that Brandi would lead the exchange mission to the dwarf kingdom, so after the meeting, the orcs began to make intensive arrangements.
The werewolf patriarch is the only one of the thirteen orc tribes who is the same as the great shaman, and he is also a wise man, when he first met Brandy, he thought that this human was not ordinary.
Regardless of Brandy's purpose in coming to the Southern Continent, he was willing to draw on Brandi's wisdom, because he understood that orcs were still far behind humans in some ways.
At the same time that the orcs decided to communicate with the dwarves and the conflict between the nobles and the paupers of Kayadir gradually deteriorated, a famous physician recently appeared on the streets of Sears, the capital of Honoris.
Early in the morning, Della changed his clothes and walked out of the house, since graduating from the academy, this magician who was the only one in the first batch of students who touched the threshold of the seventh level, has been living an ordinary life.
He used to live poorly, but now he is not short of money, and although his Potions class is not as good as the Kraken, the herbal medicine class is quite passable.
At the beginning, he saved some money by setting up a street stall and selling some ordinary potions, and now he has rented a small shop, and the magical physical magic and potions have gradually made him rich, and at the same time, Della has made him famous in Sears, and even some nobles will come to him for treatment.
When he first left the academy, he was still a little confused, because he used to be a poor boy who moved goods on the docks, and now although he has become a magician, he has no idea how to live his life next.
Later, when he became a doctor, he decided to stabilize his life and continue to sprint towards the seventh-level magician, but even though he had touched the threshold, he still underestimated the gap between the intermediate and high-level magicians.
After that, he simply went with the flow, not to forcibly pursue promotion, but to start researching other things in addition to seeing a doctor.
"Pixar, hide, you're going to scare someone. Della reached out and grabbed Pixar's tail and led it to the store's underground vault.
The entire chamber was much larger than the first floor, except for a table and a chair, and the rest was occupied by rows of wooden shelves, which he and the academy had learned from the great library.
Most of the wooden shelves were empty, except for some of them, where fist-sized crystal balls were placed, all of which he had magically made.
He also wrote to Winston about the making of glass, but Winston, who was deeply influenced by alchemy, insisted on avoiding the use of magic as much as possible in order to achieve the goal of mass production of glass.
Della didn't care, the two had different goals, so there was no need to argue too much.
Winston wanted to popularize glass, which is why he refused to use magic, and Dra's reason for making these crystal balls was that he wanted to collect dreams, the last dreams of the dying man.
This is the idea brought to him by the teacher's graduation gift, he does not have the ability to bring the dead back to life, so some dying patients are sent to him, and he will leave the most beautiful dreams in their minds before the other party disappears, and then store them in the crystal ball.
With the exception of fire-related magic, his soul magic scores are consistently among the best.
After telling Pixar to play here by himself and not to go up casually, Della went back to the first floor and began his day's work.
Only a small number of people who came to him for medical treatment were nobles, and most of them were ordinary poor people.
For the poor, he charges very little, usually only the cost of the herbs, and sometimes free treatment.
And when it is the turn of the nobles, he will naturally slaughter a small sum, and then he will say that the herbs are very precious.
Today is naturally the same, the cost of a day's treatment is a loss, but in the end, two young ladies from noble families came, their eyes were erratic, and they refused to say what disease they had, only said that they wanted some calming medicines.
Della reluctantly used her magic to secretly check it, and then sold two bottles of potions for fetal protection.
Until they left, Della's mind was still filled with the love drama of the aristocratic lady and the guardian knight abandoning their worldly vision.
In the evening, when it was getting dark, Della looked at the time, intending to take Pixar home and end the day's business.
And as he turned, a rush of footsteps came from the street, and Della turned around curiously, only to see a man in tattered clothes, holding a little boy in tattered clothes, running in, his face full of panic.
"Ask for ...... Please save him, please, please save him. The man knelt down with a pop as he entered, holding the boy in his arms and pleading.
Della picked him up around the counter and led him into the back room, then the boy to the bed.
The boy's body was scrawny, his face was yellow and thin, and on his back, there was a terrible knife mark from his left shoulder to his right waist, and blood was oozing from it at this time.
"You go out first!"
Della threw the man out, then sprinkled the powder on the knife marks, trying to stop the bleeding for a while, and pulled out two more green potions from the box and poured them into the boy's mouth.
After doing this, Dra's mouth recited a spell, and her hands emitted a faint green glow, which slowly landed on the boy's body.
After a long time, the man outside the room waited silently, while Della, who was in the room, sighed, took out a crystal ball from the box, and placed it beside the boy.
Della's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes were full of helplessness, he still had a set of treatments, and Kraken or elves were better at healing injuries.
The knife marks on the boy's back had already hurt the bones and internal organs, and even the medicinal powder could not stop the blood from penetrating.
Della had no choice but to do her best to soothe the boy's perception so that he could suffer less.
The space around his hands began to distort, and an invisible force seeped into the boy's body, causing the boy's ***** to fade and finally fall asleep, while Della closed his eyes.
By the time he opened his eyes again, it had changed to a boy's perspective, with dirty, rancid alleys being the scene that appeared the most, followed by the partners who played together, the women who took care of them, and the lazy men who often didn't have a job.
Dra's heart was unusually silent, he remembered that when he had not received an invitation to the academy, he would starve to death and refuse to sell the house left by his father, just to show that he was different from those people who ate and waited to die in the dark alleys and gutters.
Obviously, the dying boy and the man outside belong to this category, but Della has long since changed his mind, if there is a good way to live, who wants to be with rats every day?
The picture keeps flowing, most of them are happy childhood boys who don't know the hardships of life, although they are often hungry, but they also often have smiling faces.
Until a group of people broke into the alley and began to brutally arrest these beggar-like paupers.
They tried to escape, but the group of people mercilessly blocked the entrance of the alley, chained them one by one, knocked unconscious, and sent them to the well-covered carriage.
The boy's mother was grabbed by a pair of big hands, and the boy, who was halfway through the run, tried to go back to stop him, but was slashed in the back with a knife.
This is the end of the scene, and Della lets go of her hands and takes a deep breath, gently stroking the back of the boy's head.
After a moment of silence, he put away the crystal ball, opened the door and calmly told the man the news.
The man seemed to be a little stunned, his face was devoid of sadness and pain, like a soulless puppet, and left the shop with the boy's body in his arms.
At night, after opening the door of her house and letting Pixar out, Della sat down on a bench alone, holding the crystal ball in her hand.
This is the hundredth and first dream in his collection, and in the previous hundred, there are many more tragic than boys.
The reason why the boy's dreams caused him to be silent was because of the group of people who broke into the alley with butcher knives.
Dera's father died in a brawl, and the killer sank into the Kezi River the day after Dera returned to Sears from the academy.
At that time, Della watched the murderer struggle to sink, but he couldn't shout a sound, he only had joy in his heart, and the tattoo mark on the murderer's arm was also an important basis for him to find the murderer.
He thought it was just an ordinary mark, but in the boy's dream, the group of people who broke into the alley had the same mark on their arms.
From this point on, Della truly realized that her father's death did not seem so simple.
After sitting in silence for a while, Della put the crystal ball away, got up and made something to eat, and waited for the early hours of the morning to come.
In the middle of the night, Della waved Pixar and walked out of the house with a black cloak.
Along the way, Della's face was as dark as stagnant water in the night, and he first went to the bank of the Kezi River, stood silent for a while, and then came to the alley of the boy's dream.
Because of the events of the day, there were almost no poor people in this alley, only the chaotic chirping of insects and the stench of rancidity, and the blood on the ground was washed away by the sewage, leaving only a trace of it.
Della bent down and wiped the remaining blood with her fingers, and the strange spell echoed through the alley, and a wave of realization came to mind.
Della straightened up, and there seemed to be a blood line in his sight guiding his direction, and Della walked quickly along the blood line through the street, until he reached a street corner, and the blood line was abruptly broken.
He frowned, and looked up at the corner of the street, where a tall tower stood.
"Aeolus Church ......"
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