Louise had a dream.

There are no weird ones in today's dream, nothing likes to hang out, and I especially like demigods and angels who break into other people's dreams.

However, even aside from the outside world, her dreams were still strange.

Louise dreams of her former self, a "past life" that probably exists only as a memory.

This was the first time since the time traveled, and her dream was very ambiguous, like an erased test paper, which might have been ninety points, but now there were only thirty points left, and the "erased other sixty points" became another memory.

Similarly, the second memory is also quite hazy, and only the owner of the memory can be vaguely identified as a lady, and the rest of the content is all unclear, and the clouds are foggy and unclear.

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The red moon recedes, and the sun rises.

A ray of sunlight stubbornly filtered through the clouds and the fog over the city, shining into Louise's bedroom and climbing into the spacious queen-size bed.

Then, she woke up.

As soon as people wake up, the stories in the dream quickly dissipate, and the memories of those mold lakes quickly become blank...... Even if Louise became extraordinary, she would still be powerless, and even divination would not be able to recall it.

"Miss, you're dreaming." The maid lady who was sleeping next to her had already opened her eyes, her gaze fixed on Louise's cheek, and she whispered.

A smile appeared at the corner of Louise's mouth, and she stroked her soft hair with one hand, and said disapprovingly:

"How do you know?"

The maid stretched out her right index finger and wiped it carefully against the corner of Louise's eye, and then said:

"You're in tears."

Louise's whole body couldn't help but pause, and she did the same, and sure enough, she noticed the tears in the corners of her eyes.

After a moment of silence, she smiled and replied:

"I dreamed about something before."

The maid nodded, she naturally thought that the so-called "previous things" referred to life during the Byam period, so she smiled sweetly, gently pressed Louise's chest, and asked softly:

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"Is there me in that dream?"

"Yes, yes." Louise replied with a light smile, then got up and changed her clothes, automatically ending the topic.

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After breakfast, Louise went out alone, apprehensive.

Because, the purpose of her trip was to meet Mr. A of the "Aurora Club".

Mr. A is fine, Louise is mainly worried that he will take him to meet some strange person again, last time it was Ulorius, this time it will be who, I dare not think!

Fortunately, the meeting between the two was relatively peaceful, and there were no redundant "miscellaneous" personnel.

However, Louise is more curious that Mr. A's state today is a little strange, as if he is suppressing something, and the place where he asked him to meet is also very intriguing.

Crowded in front of you, this is the East End of Beckland.

"When will the envoys of the 'Aurora Society' also appear on the streets?" Louise asked, slightly defiant.

Mr. A did not squint, and responded:

"Isn't the 'witch' of the 'Witch Sect' also standing by my side?"

Louise immediately retorted, "I'm not like you, I have an official status. ”

Mr. A obviously thought of the night he assassinated Ambassador Intis, so he didn't want to go on and said:

"I've invited you here to ask you to help me with a job."

Louise raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "What job?" ”

Mr. A raised his head slightly, and his expression suddenly became vivid and pious, and replied:

"Declare the mercy of our Lord to the people of this place."

"What is the reason?" Louise suddenly became excited, and emphatically said:

"I am the 'Witch', the 'Witch' of the 'Witch Sect', and I believe in the 'Primordial Witch', and you are sabotaging the cooperation between us! ”

Mr. A quietly turned his head to Louise, his bewitching and beautiful face, his deep gaze staring at her, who blinked slightly, and his excited look slowly subsided.

Ulorius wouldn't say anything to him...... Louise thought to herself, but he didn't have a reason to call himself on a missionary, right? And as Mr. A, do you need to do it yourself to preach to the people at the bottom?

I think I'm a "dark night" scroller, and at the same time a witch of the "Witch Sect", I was a devout believer in the "Storm Lord" for twenty years, and now I can be regarded as a "fool's" scroller...... But how ridiculous it is to preach for the "true Creator" today!

"I will not betray my faith." She said firmly, deciding to test what Mr. A knew.

However, Mr. A simply said:

"This is the order of Lord Ulorius."

You said it earlier...... Louise took a deep breath, the firmness on her face suddenly vanished, and she spoke:

"What do I need to do?"

Even, she has already begun to think about the "Aurora Club":

"In a big city like Beckland, where the three major churches are so closely guarded, is it too ostentatious to preach so openly?"

Mr. A glanced at her, his eyes revealed a little disdain, and he wondered in his heart, this "witch" was actually the scroller of the "night", and she was not worthy of believing in my lord at all, but Lord Ulorius was ......

Soon, he withdrew his gaze and said:

"The light of the Lord will one day spread on the earth, and no one can stop it, so just follow me."

Louise naturally noticed Mr. A's eyes, she rolled her eyes disapprerovingly, and her brain began to run rapidly.

Since Ulorius considers herself to be the scroller of the "night", what does she want to do, does she want me to convert to the "true creator"? But isn't this a declaration of war against the "Goddess of the Night"?

She shook her head, realizing that she still couldn't figure out the meaning of the matter for a while, so she took two quick steps and caught up with Mr. A.

Although the two of them are not gorgeous, they can be called two "fat sheep" in the eastern side of Beckland, and their appearance is also very outstanding...... However, the two went all the way, but they didn't find any gang members coming forward to stir up trouble.

The reason for this is probably because Mr. A is exuding a unique temperament, as if the atmosphere of peace in the darkness can easily soothe the soul...... At this time, he was more like a tolerant bishop.

Hehe, if in the history of the Solomonic Empire in the Quaternary Age, when the "true creator" was still a righteous god, a person like Mr. A would probably really be a feared diocesan bishop...... Louise thought with emotion, the world is really impermanent.

Until, the two stopped inside a garden.