To the surprise of some sleepers, Cheese was not frightened or irritated by her theory that everyone was being controlled, and his reaction could even be described as flat. This meant that the mage had most likely understood this earlier, so he would not be surprised by the sleeper's words, but only nodded slightly in agreement. This clearly did not have the desired effect in the sleeper's mind, and she spoke softly, uttering short syllables with contempt. In an instant, the sleeper, who had just become serious, disappeared again.

"Tell me, what do you want to know about the City of Ten Thousand Laws? But I have to tell you, because of my health, I haven't been to that place myself. My knowledge of them basically came from dreams, and in the dreams of those guys from the City of Ten Thousand Laws, I was able to get a glimpse of that city. However, the information in the dream is not absolutely accurate, and the subjective consciousness of the person will make a subtle difference between the things in the dream and the objective reality. You have to be clear about that. ”

Cheese doesn't understand dreams and reality as well as sleepers, but he understands them. There is no true clairvoyance in this world, just as the sleeper cannot see the Morlock in the cloak of invisibility. Even the oracles of the legendary priests appointed by the gods are often vague. And this kind of vague intelligence is enough for him at this time. In fact, Cheese didn't have much to ask, so the conversation between the two Grey Robes didn't last long.

When the mage finished his questioning and was about to leave his room, the sleeper spoke, "How are you going to get to the City of Ten Thousand Laws?"

Cheese turned his back to his fellow doorman and frowned slightly. He didn't know what the other party meant, and how he got to the City of Ten Thousand Laws had anything to do with the Sleeper?Or did she already see some kind of scene from the dream, and now she was making a subtle reminder in this way? The mage didn't know, and it seemed to him that speculating on the words of the Sleeper was a very tiring thing and difficult to get enough rewards, so he decided to answer in the most direct way, "I'll ride Migo, and I still have a lot of time, so we can survey the road along the way." ”

"No, your dragon can't take you to the City of Ten Thousand Laws. I mean, if you go on a dragon ride, you won't be able to get to your destination safely. It's a warning, the very formal kind. "The sleeper's words sounded unconvincing to others, more like a threat than a warning. But the prophecy that ordinary people can't explain clearly doesn't need more words to explain in the gray robes. Because they are all good spellcasters, they all know very well that there are many things in the world of magic that are inherently so, vague and ineffable. That's why their teacher, who knows almost everything, is so unbelievable, and he's the only one who really sees the flow of things in the shadows.

"And what about your advice?" asked Cheese, turning his head, not asking why Migo couldn't take him to the City of Ten Thousand Laws, or what kind of encounter would make the dragon helpless. It doesn't make sense, prophecy is always like that, you know the result, you know the reason, and you feel like you can change the future. But once the outcome is established, things will start to fall towards the only positive outcome, and when you're caught up in the middle of it, there's no point in avoiding one or two waves.

"My advice," the sleeper looked the mage in the eye, as if to guess how serious and tentative his inquiry was, "if I told you my advice, would you do it?"

This is crucial, because when prophetic instructions are given, they often come with great risk, and their prophecies can lead people in a more desirable direction, but they also bring with them unreasonable-sounding limitations. Conditions such as not being able to turn back on a certain road, not being able to drink or eat water or food from a certain place, and so on, do not sound difficult to observe, but the truth is that they are often difficult to observe, and there is a force in the dark that does not want to be influenced by mortals in the future, and does not want those prophecies to come true.

Cheese closed his eyes and was silent for a few seconds, and when he opened his eyes, he changed his question, "Tell me how I should get to the City of Ten Thousand Laws on time." ”

It sounds like the Priest's statement is no different from asking the Sleeper for advice directly, but it is not, and the subtle differences in the words can make a difference enough to give the Prophets room to better communicate their messages to others. A slight smile appeared on the sleeper's face, "Clever question, being with those ordinary people didn't make you forget our style. ”

As she spoke, struggling to get up from the bed, her emaciated body seemed to be in danger of disintegrating with every movement. To Cheese, the sleeper's movements are as weak as a marionette being pulled up. But it was necessary, and if she wanted her words to have some effect, she had to put herself in a formal posture.

"Grey Cheese, I hereby prophesy your future in the name of dreams. If you want to complete your journey, you will have to step on the grassland, through the shadow of the knots, swim with the fish, and you will stand at the bottom of the pyramid and witness the sunrise on the farthest edge of the sky, where your journey will end. The sleeper's eyes were devoid of light when she spoke, and her words seemed to be speaking to cheese, or to an unseen being in some room. It is worth noting that after the prophecy of the mage's journey, the sleeper did not recover from the prophecy state.

"And when shall I make my way home?" asked Cheese, and since the sleeper had something to say, he naturally raised the question of his own second only to the journey.

Sure enough, the sleeper did not refuse to answer the mage, her eyes were still ethereal, "The sun that has risen has fallen, and the rat with the lantern will set out on its way home." ”

The rat carrying the lantern, which is the emblem of cheese. As for the so-called rising sun, the shadow of the knot, and so on, he was not in a hurry to delve into it, but Cheese had a hunch, and when he saw those scenes, he would know which part of the prophecy it was.

"Hmm. The sleeper took two steps back and fell back into the bed, her chest throbbing with fear that it would stop working the next moment.

Although Cheese was also worried about this fellow disciple who had provided him with help, he did not dare to approach the sleeper at this time, some spells that guided the prophecy would cause the prophet's soul and body to be separated for a short time, and at this time they would become extremely fragile and sensitive, and any external stimulus could cause the imperfection of the reintegration of the spirit and flesh, and then bring about incurable wounds.

"Whew..."After the sleeper's breathing had stabilized and the unusual flushing on his face had faded, Cheese dared to step forward. But before he could speak, the sleeper stretched out his palm and swung it into the bed, "I'm going to sleep, you should go." ”