Act 202: Flame of Dawn III
Akane has been dreaming of this fragmented dream lately, in the tall and empty Gothic temple, the broken arched columns are like jagged white bones emerging from the darkness, the huge rose window hangs overhead, and the soft lead strips let in the sunlight, turning into the colors of purple quartz and sapphire, forming a dark and mysterious light that seeps into the darkness.
She was pinned to the cold altar, her hands and feet tightly tied, a strange-shaped dagger stuck in her chest, and blood dripping. The power of life faded away, and the empty temple was filled with longing, but no matter how panicked she screamed, the people ignored her.
There was only one woman chattering beside her, and the other was shrouded in a thick shadow that she could not see her face or hear what she was saying.
After a while, the woman suddenly stepped forward, and Akane's eyes widened.
She exclaimed, only to realize that she had sat up from the bed in a cold sweat, the scene of the strange scenes around her had long since disappeared, the carved bedpost and the light gauze curtain quietly blended into the darkness, and not far away, a crystal ornament was placed on the maple desk, emitting a glimmer of light, this was still her bedroom, and the moonlight through the window gently diluted the darkness.
The ponytail had long since spread out, and the fiery red silk was sticking to his face, and the sweat soaked the quilt, and it was cold.
Akane froze for a moment, hugging herself a little helplessly, shivering.
"You're having nightmares again." β, β¦, asked with concern.
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"Or is it that dream?"
Akane nodded.
"It's hard for you, it's been overwhelming for you for a while."
"That Dream ......"
Owena shook her head slightly, leaned down to open Akane's arms, stared into her eyes and comforted, "Witches believe that dreams are mirrors of reality, so there is a saying that dreams and reality are the opposite. This dream means that your lord must be coming to save you. β
Akane raised her head, her clear onyx eyes were full of serious inquiry, as if asking: Really?
Ovena couldn't help but laugh, reached out and scratched her nose: "Of course it's true, did I lie to you?" β
Akane looked at her suspiciously.
Owena blushed rarely, and sighed, "Okay, okay." Let's not talk about the cake that lied to you last time, it was just an accident, why are you a little human girl so vindictive. β
"Because...... Very important. Akane said in a very small voice.
"This matter is important to you, I understand, but do you still trust your lord?"
Akane nodded without hesitation.
Owena couldn't help but be stunned when she looked like this. "Lucky guy." She sighed imperceptibly.
"Since you're sure your lord will come to your rescue, what else do you have to worry about?"
"I'm worried...... Your Lordship. β
"Silly child," Owena softened her heart and patted her on the shoulder: "At this time, you are still worried about others, you put a hundred hearts." That's okay with that. β
As if accepting Owena's comfort, Akane finally calmed down.
"Owena, what time is it?" She asked, feeling like she had been asleep for quite a long time, groggy.
"Cheer up," replied Owena, "it's dawn, Akane." β
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The carriage creaked and swayed, and with the canopy on either side of the carriage kept retreating was the autumn scenery of the Bankel countryside. The dazzling golden color soaks the endless land, and the horizon is dotted with farmhouses and windmills. Cirrus clouds accumulate to form the shape of a mountain, and the wind pushes it to move slowly. The tall Cruz poplar leaves on both sides of the road rustle and the sun shines through the branches.
But the people in the carriage were not in the mood to enjoy this rare beauty.
The second-hand caravan inevitably swayed from side to side as it moved, as if it would fall apart at any moment, and the inside of the canopy was dark and dim. Dots of light shone through the holes in the canopy and fell on the faces of Brando and the others with different expressions.
"Who bought this carriage ......?"
Faina's face turned pale, and she finally couldn't bear to ask the question. Before she could finish her words, she couldn't help but cover her mouth, and her chest churned. Rolled his eyes and almost threw up again. However, there was only sour water left in his stomach, and he vomited up the breakfast along the way, along with the beef stew and baked trout he had eaten last night.
The others were slightly better, but they couldn't help but feel a little concerned when they looked at the eldest lady.
"Hypamela ......" Brando's face was also a little ugly, although his physique was far from ordinary, but this carriage was really a bit excessive, the key was that he had seen at least three rivets jumping happily from the pillars of the canopy until now, and the whole carriage was like a demon clanging and clanging, and only God knew when it would fall apart in the next moment.
It was still a long way from the capital of the Empire, Rushtower, and without the carriage they would have to walk for at least a whole day, but it was past noon, and the nearest inn was still more than twenty miles away.
"I'm sorry ......"
The priest lady looked very embarrassed in front of everyone, and replied at a loss: "Because...... Cheap, goddess...... Adults teach us ......"
"It's a good thing to be thrifty," Brando couldn't help but sigh: "But you're fooled, where is this second-hand car, this car is about to be scrapped!" And those two horses, Martha on them, I can't bear to let them continue to pull the cart, if there is an animal protection society...... Well, I mean the druids, if you want to be seen by those guys, I'm afraid trouble will come to you. β
"What is there to worry about a bunch of fellows playing with turf," replied Andreg disapprehantly, "and if they dare to come, I will dare to kill." β
Brando glared at her, the strength of the vampire siblings had only just recovered to the point where the elements had manifested, and they didn't know where they were coming from.
"I'm sorry."
Hipamela apologized very sincerely.
But not everyone frowned, at least beside the vampire princess, Mordfeth's attention was entirely focused on the beams of sunlight that pierced through the canopy, and the spots of light fell on the tip of his smooth nose, which looked like faint freckles, and the vampire boy, who was more beautiful than a girl, was intently counting how many holes there were in the canopy. There was no distraction, and I didn't know whether I counted seventy-one or seventy-two.
On the side, Brando saw Roman, who was secretly smiling very happily.
It was only when she noticed Brando's frowning gaze that Miss Merchant replied, "Hello...... Brando, if you had asked me to come forward sooner...... Baba Blah ...... It's not that much trouble...... Ouch, my stomach. Hahahaha, this car is actually interesting, isn't it? β
"Ouch!" Before she could finish her sentence, Brando pinched her face.
Brando frowned and looked at this gloating guy, this guy secretly ran down from the boat, and he didn't settle accounts with her, but he dared to hit the muzzle of the gun at this time, it was simply his own death.
"It hurts," Roman tilted. It hurt so much that tears were about to fall: "Cloth ...... Brando, I was wrong! β
"What's wrong?"
"You shouldn't say anything interesting when you're very strict, as a businessman, you should have at least the ability to read words and colors! Be...... You shouldn't sneak off the boat. β
Brando couldn't help but glare at her coldly before letting go of his hand, although he knew very well in his heart that the simple intention of the other party was to stay with him regardless of the danger. He was moved in his heart, but this kind of disorganized and disciplined way of action was too lawless and not the first time, and he had not changed it repeatedly.
Roman, freed from the clutches of the devil, hurried behind Medisa like a frightened rabbit, where he stared at him with a frown. He looked very unhappy.
MΓ©tisa smiled helplessly: "Lord Lord, don't worry. The carriage was kept by magic, and it was no problem to hold on to the outskirts of Rusta. Miss Roman had asked her to stay by Miss Mithriel, and she wasn't entirely to blame this time. β
Brando frowned, Lady Silver Dragon had finally left the convoy two days earlier, and before that she had asked Roman to stay, but he hadn't agreed. Because it is said that it is disguised as a caravan requires a person who really knows how to do it. But he knew that this disguise was not really to deceive the Silver Queen, but just to have a little less trouble on the road, and besides, Delphien also ran the business of the Nedwin family, so he could be said to be knowledgeable.
But he always felt that Mithriel had something else, otherwise she wouldn't have laughed at the question at the time.
Come on now. The silver dragon lady may have known that Roman had secretly used witchcraft to hide in the convoy, and maybe she had even taken a hand.
What Brando couldn't figure out was what the other party was doing this for.
"But now it seems that Ms. Mithriel has at least some of the construction of yì, which is quite reasonable." Charles suddenly smiled and relieved Miss Merchant.
Opposite him, the Imperial Prime Minister's daughter Delphine blushed slightly without a trace, but he did not refute, only turned his head away in silence. She was in charge of the family's business activities, but in fact, she was only responsible for formulating the general direction and determining the strategic intentions.
A few days ago she had sworn that Brando was more than capable of the position, but in fact?
As a result, when it came to the prosperous market of Eleven Leaf City, Delphine was at a loss to realize that she was completely blind to how to buy a second-hand carriage, she knew the price of the bulk goods in the sublime inland sea this autumn and summer, and the future direction, she knew every intricate detail of the charcoal in the cloak bay from firing, storage, transportation to sales, when to stock up on what goods, and how to deal with the most powerful merchants in the empire.
But she didn't know how to bargain with a scrawny, monkey-looking second-hand dealer.
In fact, she offended the other party in two sentences, and in the end, Hipamela went out and spent a lot of money to buy a 'second-hand carriage' back.
That is, this classic car right now
Faina was still lying on the edge of the canopy retching, and the canopy was in an embarrassing situation for a moment, Brando shook his head, who could be blamed for this? Hipamela had done well enough, she was a young girl who had just been involved in the world before she became a card and was summoned, and most of the priests of the Earth Goddess were pure-hearted ascetics, and it is likely that she had never left the temple before then.
He lowered his head and refocused his attention on the metal fragments in his hands.
These fragments were originally part of the Flame Blade, and over the past few days, with Sidney's help, he had gradually felt their echo with the Soul of Odysphes within himself, and it seemed that it was only a matter of time before the Flame Blade was reactivated, as the other party said. However, as the soul of Odysphes was awakening, there was one thing that made him feel a little strange.
As he awakened the soul of Odysphes, he felt that he often touched two other laws in the realm of elements: one was scorching and unrestrained, like a rushing fire; A deep despair, like the darkness of the abyss.
He didn't know if this was an illusion, but these two laws were quietly improving the power and realm of his main law, but in just two weeks, he felt that he had faintly touched the true meaning of the side of truth, which was actually a manifestation of the peak of his realm. This fact frightened him a lot, and in his memory, the realm of elements could only be improved in a gradual way, in the game, at this level, experience would be transformed into the power of order, and in order to level up, he could only keep doing tasks to find opportunities to advance.
For the aborigines, it is even more tragic, and they can usually only improve their realm through the laws of guΓ², such as Veronica and Mephistopheles are often stuck in one realm for decades.
At least Brando had never heard of any external forces that could help raise the realm of the Elemental Realm.
He wasn't sure if this was an illusion, or if it was because his other half of Sophie's soul was different from this world, so he didn't dare to tell Sidney this secret for a while, and could only wait for time to prove it.
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