Chapter 450: A Lonely Room

The stars gradually hung in the night sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 infoDuchamp walked to the terrace of Cassius's house and felt the blessing of the power of the stars. He first glanced at his character attributes, and a burst of joy welled up in his heart.

"The perception under the starlight is enhanced by 30%, the self-healing ability is greatly improved, and the night vision and concealment enhancement are really powerful."

Cassius carried Estiel, who was sleeping next to Joshua, upstairs, and Duchamp, who had been impatient, was waiting for this opportunity.

After a while, he slipped out of the guest room, walked over to Joshua's bedside, and looked out the window, where the starlight was quietly projecting in, effectively amplifying him.

He listened to the movement upstairs, and Cassius should have fallen asleep as well. No one will bother him.

He held the tactical guide with one hand, stared at Joshua who was sleeping, and released his mental power to carefully explore the past towards Joshua's mind.

Now that he is much more proficient in the manipulation of mental power, he quickly has an image in his mind: a traveler in a hooded trench coat. He swiftly navigated through the obstacles and traps of spiritual power, and made his way towards Joshua's spiritual world.

True to the assassin who even the Swordmaster had praised, Joshua's spiritual world defense was the same as what he was good at, in a dark world, densely covered with all kinds of traps. However, for an intruder like Duchamp, whose mental strength was much higher than that of his master, he didn't have to make much effort to see through those traps and walk to the center of Joshua's spiritual world unharmed.

Joshua's world is nothing special, like most of the world, the center of their spiritual world is their home, and only in their own home is the safest, most comfortable, and most free paradise.

In the depths of the night, there is a simple rural building, which, from the outside, is not the home of the Juggernaut.

Joshua was not dreaming, he was sleeping in his room. Looking in from the window, he looked at the sleeping appearance, and it seemed to be so comfortable that even Duchamp couldn't bear to disturb him.

Duchamp stayed in this dark hut for a while, always feeling too dark to be comfortable, and his mind moved, and he softly recited "light".

A ball of light emanated from his hand, illuminating the room.

This is supposed to be Joshua's room when he was a child, and there are many things that children love to collect, as well as children's beds and wooden swords.

Joshua, who was asleep, was awakened by the sudden light, and he jumped up alertly, two black blades on his chest: "Who are you?" Did they send me to hunt me down? I knew you wouldn't let me go so easily. ”

Duchamp faced this scene with composure. He raised his hands to indicate that he had no weapons.

"I just occasionally passed by a traveler here, and I wanted to come and ask for a drink, so I knocked on the door casually and tried it, but I didn't expect anyone in the room."

Joshua was not convinced: "Our village has always been so desolate that no one can pass by. ”

The traveler in his hooded trench coat nodded and said, "Indeed, after crossing the river, there is no one else to be seen." Coming along the mountain road, it was dark all the way, how could you be a small child, how could you live alone in such a desolate place, your family? ”

"No, we're a village with a lot of people." Joshua followed the traveler's train of thought, but fell into deep thought, "My family? I remember that I had family, but I can't remember. ”

The visitor looked left and right at the simple but warm hut and asked, "Why don't you turn on the lights when you are home alone?" ”

Joshua said gloomily, "There was no light in the room. ”

The visitor pointed strangely to the center of the room and said, "Isn't there a guiding lamp on the ceiling, is it broken, but fortunately I can fix this thing too?" ”

After speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the ceiling lamp suddenly emitted a warm colorful light.

Joshua looked up at the overhead lamp, which he had never seemed to notice before. He turned his head and glanced at the visitor again, and saw that the visitor really had no intention of making a move, so he put the dagger away.

The visitor extinguished the orb of light in his hand and curiously looked left and right at the new changes in the house.

With the lighting of the ceiling light, more things in the room are revealed, some ordinary furniture, children's toys. The wooden bed Joshua slept on seemed to be a little old.

It seems that this room holds memories of Joshua's early years.

Joshua seemed to have believed that the visitor was an ordinary passerby, so he picked up the kettle in the room, poured a glass of water, and handed it to the visitor.

The traveler took the water with a smile and was about to drink it all when he suddenly remembered that Cassius had said that Joshua was good at poison, and that he remembered the dangerous traps outside the house, and he was a little embarrassed. He looked left and right around the room, suddenly pointed to a corner, and asked strangely, "Why do you have to turn over the picture frame on the wall?" Also, the clothes in the cupboard are also a mess, and it looks like you haven't tidied up your room in a long time. ”

Joshua nervously looked left and right, and found that the room was really a mess, and he said with a dark face, "Sure enough, it hasn't been tidied up for a long time." He flipped the frame on the wall and hung it, put a smile on his lips, pointed to the photo in the frame and said, "This is my sister Karling, this is Brother Levy, this is me, well, a picture of me when I was a child." ”

Behind the photo is a mountain landscape. Travelers feel that it is familiar!

If I'm not mistaken, that hill is where Karling and the others are buried.

Joshua was much happier when he saw the picture, and he went to put away the toys on the ground again, took a small wooden sword, and said, "This is a gift from Lévy, Levi, did I mention to you that he meant that to my sister?" ”

The traveler nodded: "You can see it from the photo." But why would you live here alone and not with them? ”

Joshua said gloomily, "I was separated from them, and there was a magician, by the way, a magician, who, like you, came here to help me fulfill my wishes, but I had to pay the price. At what cost? I seem to have forgotten. ”

"A magician? What's his name? What are your wishes? ”

Joshua said without hesitation, "Of course, my sister and I, and Levi, can continue to live happily ever after." Speaking of this...... he raised his head and looked left and right, and said to himself strangely: "What about my sister?" ”

Joshua jumped out of bed and looked out the window, but all he saw was darkness.

"Is it dark? By the way, there are a lot of bad people in the village, my sister has died to protect me, and I have broken myself, and the magician said that he could fix me, but he had to pay the price! In this moment, Joshua remembered the painful memories buried deep in his memory and roared loudly.

"Nope! My sister isn't dead, and I'm not a puppet! ”

"Joshua, calm down, calm down!" Duchamp took off his hood and looked at Joshua out of control, trying to restore his composure. The memories he had just recovered were so painful that he tore at his body as if it were not himself but a doll.

In the midst of this furious roar, a magic symbol suddenly appeared in the room, and it set off a whirlwind, restoring everything to its original state, the pictures on the wall were recalled, the toys on the floor continued to be scattered all over the room, the lights that had been lit shattered, and Joshua returned to bed with empty eyes as if he had been commanded, and continued to sleep.

The whirlwind didn't calm down, it checked that there was something extra in the room, and it swept towards Duchamp, trying to sweep him out of the room.

Duchamp was sweating in fright. He never imagined that in the spiritual world, he would encounter such a substantial attack.

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