Heidi followed the staff in dark blue uniforms and walked towards another ward inside the medical facility, listening to them explain the situation to themselves along the way—

"The 'patient' woke up first and found you fainting next to the bed, she ran down the hallway to call for help, and we knew there was something going on in the room......

"As you instructed us to do so, we had the Church Guardian and the Priest check the neighborhood of the ward, but we found no sign of contamination by supernatural powers, only that you remained asleep...... We moved you to a ward closer to the chapel......

"The elf girl is still in the facility, she's in good spirits, but she can't seem to remember what happened in her dreams, and she can't figure out how she suddenly fell asleep, so we'll let her stay a little longer, maybe you can ask her.

"Her family is also there, what can you ask ......"

The staff stopped suddenly, with a slight hesitation on his face, and turned to look at Heidi: "Sorry, I forgot that you also just woke up from your slumber, you need to rest now......"

"I don't need to rest, I've slept long enough," Heidi waved her hand, but her gaze couldn't help but sweep over the other person's face, but fortunately, she quickly controlled her expression and gaze, and then asked as if casually, "Was there any strange movement in my room before you came in?" ”

"Strange movements?" The staff frowned and thought for a moment and shook their heads, "No." Is something happening? ”

An uninvited guest invaded the hospital room through a rift in the timeline - and then left with a bunch of god-like babble.

Heidi remembered what had just happened, but quickly shook her head and said calmly, "No, just ask, to make sure that something unusual happened in the room during her sleep." ”

The "staff" in front of him was just an ordinary person in charge of docking, and the feeling of the godly and godly last preacher was too strange to Heidi, and out of prudence, it was best not to spread the news about the "preacher" to the ears of ordinary people.

When you go back, you should report it directly to the church, or to the central cathedral of the city-state.

Maybe I should tell my father, and the ...... Captain Duncan?

Heidi's mind was swirling with all sorts of thoughts, some of which even made her feel a little scary, and with these tumultuous thoughts, she had been taken to the end of the hallway.

The staff member in charge of leading the way left silently after a few handovers, while Heidi took a deep breath in front of the ward, quickly sorted out her state and expression, and then reached out and pushed the door open.

In the neat and bright ward, the elven girl who had fallen into a deep sleep was sitting quietly on the bed, leaning against the quilt and pillow behind her, holding a book in her hand and reading carefully, while a chubby and kind elven old woman was sitting on the edge of the bed, seriously peeling an apple.

When Heidi entered the room, the elven girl immediately raised her head, and then a big smile broke out on her face: "Ah! Miss Doctor! Are you awake? ”

"I'll take a look at you," Heidi smiled back, nodding to the kind-looking elf old woman as she walked to the bed, "Hello, may I ask what you are ......"

"She's my grandmother!" The elf girl on the hospital bed rushed to say.

The old woman glanced at her granddaughter helplessly, turned to Heidi and smiled and said, "This child is a bit familiar...... Thank you so much for your help to Flody, Miss Heidi. ”

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Heidi's face: "I don't feel like I have helped much, and I, the 'doctor', have fallen into a deep sleep." ”

"But I've heard from the staff here that you fell asleep to wake Flody from a nightmare," the old woman handed Heidi the freshly peeled apple, and her warm and sincere attitude did not seem at all polite, "and Flody also said, feeling in her sleep that someone was protecting her—and when danger approached, there was a continuous burst of gunfire to dispel her fear. ”

Continuous gunshots? Danger of approaching? Referring to the annihilation cultist who tried to get close to the hospital bed by relying on the "hint entrance" that he had opened on his own when the dream was backlashing?

Heidi had a guess in her mind, she thanked the old woman for the apple she had handed over, and then sat down on the chair next to the hospital bed, looking at the elf girl named Flody very seriously: "Your name is Flody, right?" Do you remember how you fell asleep? ”

"I remember...... I was reading at home," Flody frowned and thought for a moment, "before the sun went out, my grandmother said that the street was dangerous, so I stayed in my room, and then the sun came back on, and I was really bored, so I looked for a book to read - after all, the sun was already on, but I didn't know how, and after reading it for a while, I suddenly felt very sleepy, and fell asleep......"

"Reading a book?"

Heidi muttered, her eyes swept over the book that Flody had just held in her hand, and on the lilac cover, a string of gorgeous letters came into her eyes - "The Crystal Garden of the Dreamless Prince"

"If you want me to say, she reads all these messy books," the chubby elf old lady muttered beside her, "full of unreliable fantasies, she sees these things as they are polluted sooner or later, and the gods will not shelter the love affair between two men......"

Floti immediately corrected dissatisfied: "It's not two, it's several!" ”

Heidi shook her head at the old woman: "Don't worry, it's not the content of this book. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Floti showed a look of surprise: "Doctor, sister, you also see this?!" ”

Heidi: "......"

With the exquisite skills she had cultivated over the years, Miss Psychiatrist ignored the instantaneous expressions of Flody and her grandmother, and instead looked at the elven girl with a serious expression: "Anyway, you didn't try to look at the surface of the sun when it was out, and you didn't look at the sky?" ”

"Of course, who would dare," Flotty stuck out her tongue, "what sane person would dare to look at it when the sun is out?" ”

Heidi was expressionless, and then asked, "Do you remember what happened during your slumber?" A little impression is okay - except for the 'gunshot', which I know. ”

“…… Except for the few gunshots, there was really only a slight impression," Flody recalled, and said with some uncertainties, "I remember that I had been lying in the dark, drowsy, unable to see or hear clearly, and in the darkness there were many, many shadows, like some other people, standing around me......"

Heidi's expression immediately became serious: "Many, many shadows? ”

……

In the depths of the boundless sea, in a city-state far from Purand and Lighthaven, a figure in a thick black coat hurried into an alley.

The figure walked in a hurry, staggering a little between steps, as if in a panic, and he dodged the prying eyes that might exist at the entrance of the alley, and slipped into one fork in the road after another, and after a long time in a labyrinth of alleys that were enough to make people lost, he finally dodged into a room.

It was already dusk, and the afterglow of the sun was quietly fading from the city, and the gas lights on the streets had not yet turned on, but the darkness had already descended one step earlier, and gradually submerged the houses in the city-state.

The sneer of a match was heard, and the oil lamp in the room was lit.

The man threw his thick black coat on the armrest of the sofa, walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of spirits and poured himself a full glass, took it to the sofa and sat down, and drank half a glass in one gulp, only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief in the slight security brought by the oil lamp.

The strong alcohol stimulated his taste buds and nerves, soothing the terrifying pressure that seemed to be entangled like a tarsal bone into the marrow, and he once again felt that courage and vitality had returned to this body, and his hands and feet, which were somewhat cold, were warmed again.

Behind the man, a pitch-black chain slowly emerged from the air, one end of which was attached to him, and the other end bound a jellyfish floating in the air, as if condensed from soot.

The chaotic demon took shape, unconsciously swelling and squirming in midair, signaling his restlessness to the man.

"I know, I know, we're almost in big trouble," the man muttered a little irritably, he knew that the ghostly demon had no heart and could not understand human language, but after years of living with the demon, he had unconsciously developed the habit of talking to his own ghostly demon, as if this dangerous cloud of smoke was really his trusted family and friend, "Who knows how the cursed captain could suddenly appear...... Damn, what does this have to do with him......"

He put down his glass, leaned back on the couch and raised his head, his eyes staring unfocused at the roof, his tone indignant.

"Those retarded sun dregs are useless, not even the 'witch'...... Hey, the believers at the bottom are all mentally retarded, the so-called 'messengers' are just a bunch of brainless residues, and the so-called children of the sun are just puppets who can't think...... Those Sun Believers, from top to bottom, couldn't find a few intellectually intact, and they were almost killed......"

He grunted, got up and picked up his glass, took two more sips, felt his heartbeat calm down, and then turned his head to look at his symbiotic demon.

"Be quiet, we're safe, we'll find another opportunity later, if those god-chattering preachers are right, soon more elves will be affected by the 'primordial defect', and we will always have a chance to find the ...... to enter that dream again"

He stopped suddenly.

The soot jellyfish continued to swell and contract in the air, sending more and more uneasy signals to his symbiote, and the man seemed to gradually feel something—his sluggish spiritual intuition finally began to warn, and in the midst of a round of stronger fear, his perception finally broke through his subconscious self-protection and began to perceive ...... The gaze that was close at hand.

With a "grunt", the man swallowed his saliva and looked downward.

He looked at the glass in his hand.

The remnants of the liquor swayed slightly in the glass, reflecting the swaying light of the oil lamp, and under the eerie green light, a gloomy and majestic face was reflected in the glass, looking at him calmly.

"Continued," he said, "he heard an illusory voice echo in his head as if it were his own thoughts, "I like people who are used to talking to themselves. ”

(End of chapter)