Chapter 296: Dusk Hermit Society
The scene in front of me is more like an oil painting.
It was the plain where the sun was about to set, and the vast fields were sprinkled with golden afterglow, and countless seedlings were swaying in the wind, giving people a soothing and serene feeling.
Louise stood on the path of the field, her fingertips running over the golden ears of wheat, the smell of the harvest soaked into her nose, and her eyes cast into the distance, where the chrysanthemum dusk and the yellow fields complemented each other, making it impossible to tell where the borders of the plains were.
This does not seem to be Bernadette's handiwork......
"Whose dream is this?"
Louise muttered softly, as she found herself here, having lost all her extraordinary abilities and could only be counted as an ordinary person.
"This is not a dream, this is the depths of the soul, the ocean of the human subconscious."
Soon, a voice gave an answer, but only heard it, but no one was seen.
"Who are you?" Louise asked.
"I am who I am." The unrecognizable voice, which would be forgotten even after listening to it, replied.
What is the answer...... Louise was dissatisfied, and as this surging emotion arose, the ears of wheat around her swayed a little more, and she took a few steps forward aimlessly, and continued to ask:
"Why am I here?"
"Because I want to see you."
It sounds plain, but it hides an absolutely undeniable majesty, as if you must be here because I want to see you......
"Why are you seeing me?" Louise plucked an ear of wheat and put it in front of her eyes, and said, "Do I know you?" β
"Because you killed Jason Beria." The voice came back to the ground, and it didn't explain much, as if it was just trying to answer the question.
Louise asked suspiciously, "So what?" β
The voice replied in a tacit manner, "Jason Beria has a mission on his back, but now he has been killed by you. β
"What mission?" Louise asked flatly.
She should have been very familiar with Jason Beria's mission, but now she asked the question as if she didn't know anything, and if you looked closely, Louise's expression and state were obviously different from usual, At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten all the chaos and troubles, and the whole person was as calm as water, returning to the original state...... In one word, it should probably be "innocence".
The voice did not pause, and said, "Assassinate Duke Negan." β
"Duke Negan?" A confused expression appeared on Louise's face: "Why assassinate him?" β
"This is the choice of the times." The voice replied.
This sentence seemed to cause a slight reaction from Louise, who was slowly falling off the ears of wheat in her hand, and asked curiously:
"Who gave Jason Beria this mission?"
The voice said, "Me and my organization." β
"What organization?" Louise asked, the ears of wheat in her hand falling off at an accelerated pace.
The voice paused for a moment, and then replied:
"The Dusk Hermit."
As soon as she finished speaking, the ear of wheat in Louise's hand fell off cleanly, only a dry stalk remained, and the expression on her face seemed to be becoming vivid, but the next second, there was another fresh ear of wheat in her hand, although she did not bend down to pick it.
"But Jason Beria is dead and can no longer fulfill his mission." Louise calmly recounted the facts, and then asked, "What is the purpose of your desire to see me?" β
The voice said, "Since Jason Beria died at your hands, then his mission will naturally be fulfilled by you. β
"At what cost?" Louise in this state was not surprised, only calm, as if nothing could shake her mind.
"An opportunity to join the 'Twilight Hermit'." The voice replied.
Louise thought for two seconds, then asked:
"What price did you pay Jason Beria?"
"A blasphemy card made by Russell, the 'Abyss' card." The voice answered truthfully.
Louise turned abruptly, looked at the empty side, and asked:
"Why not the 'witch' card?"
She omitted some questions, but the owner of the voice understood it in his heart, and spoke:
"When you join the 'Dusk Hermit Society', you will naturally have a chance to get the 'Witch' card...... Do you really need it, though? β
Louise was silent, the ears of wheat in her hand swaying slightly, but the ears of wheat in the field instantly fell silent, as if the picture was frozen here.
"I can't kill Duke Negan." She spoke up.
"Someone will help you." The voice replied.
Louise added, "Even if the assassination is successful, I will be found and killed by the demigods of the three major churches." β
"No one is going to kill you." The voice replied.
"Can you guarantee it?" Louise asked.
The voice replied, "I can guarantee it." β
Louise did not continue to ask questions, but looked down at the ear of wheat in her hand, and after a long time, she decided:
"I accept your terms."
The joy of the voice, without a purpose, is still as calm as ever:
"I'm looking forward to that day."
"Goodbye, then."
As soon as she finished speaking, Louise's figure vanished, leaving only the ear of wheat floating in the air.
The whole golden field was rejuvenated, but in the next second the world was turned upside down, the vast wheat fields were gone, the sunset at dusk was gone, and everything in heaven and earth seemed to be unreal, except for the ear of wheat left by Louise floating quietly in the air.
I don't know how long it took, countless white bones were erected from the ground, forming a magnificent white church, but there was no sense of horror, only a sense of holiness and dignity.
The ear of wheat moved slowly, through the illusory space and the door of the church, and floated to the prayer hall, where it was grasped by a pair of white palms in the palm of its hand, and then a voice came from inside the church, exactly the same as the voice that Louise had just spoken, and there seemed to be a little doubt in the voice:
"Hidden ......"
β¦β¦β¦β¦
Louise vanished from the endless wilderness and slowly fell into the mortal dust, but she did not wake up immediately.
In her sleep, she had an indescribable smile on her face, her eyes were closed, and her whole body was relaxed, as if she was experiencing the bliss of this world and immersed in it.
β¦β¦β¦β¦
The next day, the sun appeared in Bakeland, and the warm sunlight came into view, and the whole city came to life.
And when the first rays of the morning sun hit the bedroom, the warmth hit her cheeks, and Louise finally woke up, and she had never felt so good.
She stretched her waist wide, and her slender and seductive curves were revealed.
Then, her hands stiffened in mid-air, her expression slightly glazed, and her body fell back into the bed.
31xs/13/13616/γStepping on the Starsγ
She remembered the dream she had had last night.