Yuri and Magnum stood in the streets of a no-man's town, their expressions equally dazed, their minds clearly disturbed, their senses shielded, and all their consciousness trapped in some kind of thick "veil" deep in the same state as Daniel not so long ago.

Gawain came before the two Archbishops of the Eternal Sleepers, but he glanced at Daniel before using his special abilities to help them regain their senses.

"Within the Order of the Sleepers, how do the priests above the bishop view the 'Extraterritorial Wanderers'?"

Daniel thought for a moment and replied respectfully, "Your presence alone is enough to make most of the Eternal Sleepers fearful, but the priests above the bishop need to think more than ordinary believers, and they will not only be afraid of you, but also analyze your behavior and speculate on your possible position......"

"Oh? Speculate where I stand? Gao Wen suddenly became a little interested, "What kind of position?" ”

"The bishops and archbishops believe that every extraterritorial wanderer has a 'mission' that is higher than that of mortals, and that your actions revolve around this mission; they believe that it is necessary to avoid conflict with you as much as possible, because it is not beneficial; some bishops believe that extraterritorial wanderers have no natural good and evil and no position, and that you and your people are passers-by in this world, and this world is only a temporary place to rest in your eyes, while a very small number of bishops believe that there is a limited and Discreet engagement is not a bad thing. While the Eternal Sleeper had a less than friendly start to your first contact, your activity in Ansu has shown that you don't mind cooperating and connecting with other mortals......"

Gawain touched his chin, feeling as if he had been mistaken for some kind of large neutral monster by the Eternal Sleeper......

Are these dead house technicians really living on their brains?

Daniel quietly observed Gawain's face, and asked cautiously at this time, "My lord, what are you asking about these ......?"

"Nothing, just a little curious," Gawain said casually, a smile on his face as he looked at Yuri and Magnum, "curious what would happen if I suddenly lifted my hidings and appeared directly in front of these two." ”

Daniel's face suddenly showed surprise and astonishment, and then he seriously thought about the feasibility of doing so.

Gawain smiled when he saw this: "Don't take it seriously, I don't plan to do this. ”

As he spoke, he approached the two archbishops, who were still in a state of mental disturbance, and clapped his hands lightly.

"Then I'm back behind the scenes."

……

Yuri and Magnum were lost in the endless fog of chaos for a long time, like a dream that they couldn't wake up from.

As experts in the field of mind and dreams, they were not flustered by the situation, and had vaguely grasped the cause of the situation, and after realizing that it was not the external environment that was wrong, but their own minds, the two archbishops stopped wandering around in vain and began to try to solve the problem themselves.

"I'm afraid we'll have to recalibrate our minds," Magnum's loud voice came from the fog, Yuri couldn't see the specific figure and face of the other party clearly, and could only vaguely see a more familiar gray-black silhouette floating in the fog, which meant that the "distance" between the two should be very close, but the interference of perception caused the two to be unable to see each other directly even if they were close at hand, "This damn fog should be some kind of mental interference, which caused our consciousness and sensory layers to be misplaced." ”

"I'm afraid it's not just mental interference," Archbishop Yuri responded, "I can't get in touch with the monitoring team in the rear—I'm afraid that in addition to the dislocation and distraction of perception, our whole minds have also been transferred to some deeper confinement...... The town is alive, and it is even capable of making such subtle and sinister traps against us. ”

"This (Aldenan foul-mouthed) place!" Archbishop Magnum cursed, "Anyway, let's calibrate our minds first, no matter where we are trapped, at least we must see what is trapped in us......"

Listening to the familiar loud voice, Archbishop Yuri simply said lightly, "I was already doing this while you were shouting those foul words. ”

He gathered his divergent consciousness, condensed his slightly distorted thoughts, and redrew his distorted self-perception little by little in this chaotic and unbalanced spiritual ocean.

The boundless mist condensed around him, and many familiar and unfamiliar silhouettes emerged in the mist, Yuri felt that his mind was sinking into the depths of memory and consciousness, and gradually, the disturbing fog dissipated, and finally a condensed and "real" scene appeared in his sight again.

He was in an ancient and gloomy castle, in the library of the castle.

Centuries-old stone walls are inlaid with glowing crystals, and classical "tricker" columns extend into view, supporting a tall masonry dome with intricate and mysterious fresco coats of arms that seem to have blended in with the darkness outside the castle.

Between the stone pillars and the walls, between the gloomy dome and the rough slate floor, are rows of heavy oak bookshelves, brass lampposts that glow bright yellow at the tops.

Dressed in a white robe, Yuri wanders quietly through the gloomy old castle, strolling among the bookshelves that seem to overwhelm you.

"Calibrate the mind...... It's not a pleasant thing. ”

The Archbishop of the Eternal Sleeper muttered softly, and walked deeper along the bookshelves that had weathered and faded in his memory, but were now clearly reappearing.

This stems from his deeply buried memories, and they are also memories that he will never forget.

He walked past a black bookshelf, and between the two pillars of the bookshelf was strangely inlaid with a wooden door, and when Yuri walked in front of it, the door opened automatically, and a light appeared through the door, revealing the other side—

A boy in a rich equestrian coat ran through the brightly lit castle, followed by anxious-looking servants and maids, and the old butler stood panting not far away, his face full of helplessness.

Yuri's gaze didn't drift, he just walked quietly and left the door behind him.

Next shelf, next door......

The boy rode briskly through the paths of the manor, unknown birds startled from the side of the road, and servants in red and blue smocks followed closely.

The older boy sat in the library, smiling as he read the expensive books, while the old butler stood quietly with a peaceful smile on his face.

People came and went in the castle, and middle-aged aristocratic couples with blurred faces stood in the courtyard with frowns.

Some are reading His Majesty's will, some are discussing the dark clouds of Aldernan, some are discussing the intrigues and strife in the Obsidian Palace, some are whispering the name of Prince Rosetta Augustus, some are talking about the madness and paranoia of the Augustus family, some are talking about the collapsed old imperial capital, and some are talking about the curse that has spread among the members of the royal family after the collapse.

Strangers appeared in the castle, knights with faces hidden behind iron masks, servants lost their former radiant appearance, the old butler frowned, and whispers from nowhere echoed between the bookshelves, spreading in Yuri's ears, and these whispers repeatedly mentioned the betrayal of the rebels, the old emperor's madness, the fire in the obsidian palace, and other terrifying words.

The ornate furnishings of the corridors of the castle were emptied, the iron boots of the royal infantry broke the silence of the manor's paths, and the boy became a young man, no longer riding a horse, no longer laughing, he sat quietly in the old library, buried in the yellowed texts, buried in the hidden knowledge.

The servants were disbanded, the lord of the castle went to Aldernan and never returned, the hostess walked madly across the courtyard, cursing incessantly, the yellow leaves swirling into the empty foyer, and the young man stared indifferently at the sparse attendants outside through the crack in the door, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.

Aldenand's court struggle, the shadow of madness looming over the Augustan family, and everyone of the nobles was at risk...... Nothing to do with him.

Day after day, the young man sat in the library, in the depths of the only preserved family legacy, the scrolls in his hands becoming more and more gloomy and eerie, describing terrible dark secrets, mystical knowledge that was considered taboo.

He studied the history of the empire, studied the records of the collapse of the old imperial capital, and with a certain mockery and condescending gaze, he boldly studied the forbidden secrets about the curse of the Augustan family, as if he did not fear that the family would be burdened with more crimes because of these studies.

In the process of studying these forbidden secrets, he also found a large number of dusty books and scrolls from the family's collection.

It contains knowledge about dreams, about the secret art of the mind, and about the magic of darkness.

Hidden knowledge is instilled in his mind, and the stranger's mind is connected to the young man's mind through the symbols and words hidden in the corners of the scroll, and he locks himself in the library, incarnating himself as a "prisoner in the library" and a "depraved oathless noble" despised by the outside world, but his mind is liberated, and he is free from the shackles of castles and manors in the process of trying forbidden secret arts.

An eternal sleeper was born in the depths of the castle of a down-and-out nobleman.

Archbishop Yuri wandered through the library, gradually coming to the deepest part of the palace of memory.

In front of the last door, he saw his former self standing quietly among the messy stacks of books, a young, pale face with a calm but insane smile, and complex dream runes smeared on his robes and the nearby ground and walls, covering all surfaces and glittering in the darkness.

Heavy footsteps can be heard from the frame, and the heavily armed royal knight pushes the door and breaks into the young man's territory, and the officer led by the leader reads out the order of Emperor Rosetta Augustus, who has come to arrest the sworn nobles who secretly study the royal secrets, are suspected of offending the royal majesty, and are suspected of black witchcraft.

The young man who had become the Eternal Sleeper smiled and unleashed a massive spell that had been placed throughout the library, and all the knights who had invaded the castle became loyal followers of the Eternal Sleep Order within a few breaths.

"There are no sleepers here, because everyone is an eternal sleeper......"

Archbishop Yuri stopped in front of the last row of bookshelves, silently staring at the sight of memories that appeared in the door between the shelves.

It depicts his final step in becoming the Eternal Sleeper.

But that was more than a decade ago.

Traversing memories helps to reconstruct the subconscious self-perception, and the archbishop feels that his mind is becoming stable again, and he completes the re-outlining of self-knowledge, and theoretically, the "distraction" forces that cause the dislocation of the conscious and perceptual layers will be completely eliminated after the process is over.

He relaxed a little, calmly facing the deepest memories of his heart, and his gaze calmly swept over the rows of nearby bookshelves, sweeping over the heavy, old, richly bound books.

On the covers of each book, the vast land is depicted, and the palms that cover the sky above the earth.

Yuri's gaze froze instantly, his heart tightened, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the strange smile of the young man who symbolized him more than ten years ago in the last door.

The other person smiled and slowly raised his hand, his palm horizontal, palm down, as if covered with invisible earth.

"To the Upper Narrator, to our All-Knowing and Almighty Creator......"

Yuri's eyes widened, and pale golden runes appeared beside him, and as he struggled to break free from these deep memories of himself, he shouted loudly:

"Archbishop Magnum!

"Don't calibrate your mind! Don't go into the depths of your own memory!

"It's a ......"

He vaguely heard Archbishop Magnum's roar, and realized that the hot-tempered archbishop was probably in the same crisis as himself, but before he could do anything more, he suddenly felt a violent upheaval in his consciousness, and felt the heavy shadow that hung over his mind be swept away by some kind of rough factor.

The images of the castle and the library quickly faded away, and he found himself standing in the streets of the illusory town lit up by street lights, and the Archbishop Daniel was looking at him with a bewildered expression.

"What are you yelling about?"

Archbishop Daniel asked with a frown.