The meal was unpleasant and depressing, and was of no use except for the unexpected discovery that the bloody beef tasted very good to my heart. It was the third time I had seen the Duke of Vortagen, and as I walked back, the cool breeze blew through my collar and made me shudder.

I live in my own wishful thinking and fantasies about people, and I ignore that these are not cold puppet characters who just say hello, they are all living people. A real person who has all kinds of thoughts and emotions like me.

They are the images in my mind, the heroes in my impressions. But, here, maybe not.

I bid farewell to the Duke of Fortagen, and I do not want to be in this place that makes me feel uncomfortable.

By the moonlight, I strolled through the streets of this fortress and looked up at the towering spire of the castle. If I hadn't hurt my arm, I'd like to climb up and see what is going on around here.

Instead of staying at the castle, I went to the tavern of the fortress. The tavern is so small that it is estimated that a dozen people can fill it. I sat in the corner and looked at the only guest in the tavern

He was strong, and although it was autumn, he was wearing a leather vest. The bare arms looked so thick and strong in the flickering candle flame. I couldn't make out the color of his hair, but the long, curly hair was draped over his shoulders.

He didn't speak, just sat alone on the edge of the bar and drank.

I didn't care about anyone, it didn't matter who it was, I asked for a room and went to sleep.

Getting enough sleep is the best medicine, and since I was a child, I thought that whether it was a mouth ulcer or a cold and fever, after a few days, I would suddenly wake up one day and find that my body was the same again. I don't know why, but I have the impression that as long as you sleep well, your body will get better.

The pain had lessened a lot, and I went to see Carsus and left with my sincerest thanks. The morning sun was cold and warm on my back, and I walked along the avenue until the afternoon and finally came to the border river of which they spoke.

The river is not very wide, about 30 meters, and the only way to cross the river is this bridge. As I rode a horse, I stood on the bridge and looked at the vast golden fields to the west, and suddenly I felt all kinds of emotions in my heart.

I chose not to cross the bridge and went back. This golden wilderness...... I'm going to come, but in whatever way and why.

There may be too many whys there......

There is indeed a small town not far from the bridge, with about 100 households. I decided to stay here for one night and go back to Brightwood tomorrow. I feel a little tired lately.

I was a little disgusted by the fact that people liked to pay attention to me as a stranger. But as I walked into the tavern, a familiar figure appeared in front of me. The guy who was at the tavern last night.

He seems to be a resident of the area, and there are people around him who are chatting and laughing with him. I could see his face clearly, a square face, bronzed skin that looked very firm, his lips were thick, his eyes were not very big, but he had a big nose.

He didn't smile at all, he felt a little serious. This is in line with the temperament of a man of his stature.

This town is much more vibrant than the Westspring Fortress, and the taverns are large and noisy. Singing, shouting, playing dice, all kinds of people.

I listened to them with my ears pricked up. The news of my attack has already reached here. In their mouths, the news of the gnoll haunt turned out to be a good thing, and a few guys who didn't know what to do and didn't know what the peasants looked like were actually trying to kill a few of them and go to the town to ask for money.

Hopefully they come back alive.

The invasion of the orcs does not seem to have the slightest effect in this place, and people do not talk about a war that has been fought for three months and then died down. Perhaps this is not more interesting to them in the eyes of people than the Jackals. If you go to the west, maybe the people over there will not care about it.

The food in this tavern was not much better, and the man double-checked the medium-rare request three times to make sure he had heard it correctly, but when it was served, he found that the beef was not fucking fresh at all. The uncleaned blood made the whole piece of meat look even fishier.

And the nonsense of the group of people around me was really not nutritious, so I went to rest early.

Maybe I was really tired during this time, lying in bed, I pinched the serpentine statue and looked at it, and fell asleep unconsciously.

I'm sure I'm asleep, but I can hear the voices coming from downstairs, the noise. I felt a little annoyed, but I didn't wake up.

At the moment I felt as if I couldn't control my body anymore. Suddenly, I heard helpless sighs, mournful weeping, and confused whispers, and I couldn't understand what they were saying, but I could hear their tones. I just know that this voice shows this emotion.

I wanted to ask who was where, but I couldn't open my mouth. I wanted to open my eyes, but the light and darkness flickered in front of me. I could open it, but soon it would be dark in front of me. When I close my eyes and blink hard, there will be light again in front of me, only to be dark again in two seconds.

It's a dream, it's supposed to be a nightmare. I used to be scared to death, afraid that I would never wake up again, but now I didn't panic much.

I knew I was lying in bed, I could look around, there was nothing in the room. But those sighs and sorrows kept echoing in my ears, as if they were floating for no reason.

"You're listening to me......" a ethereal, deep voice.

I was shocked. It was the only sound I could hear. Who's that? Is it a ghost? I thought to myself.

"It's you...... You can hear the farthest sighs, and the softest calls. ”

This is...... What's going on?

"You've changed ......" The voice actually made me feel that its praise made me feel a little happy in my heart!

"Come closer...... Come closer......" Its voice was choppy, but it made me want to hear it.

"You're listening to the mystery...... It's always good to be curious. ”

Yes? What does it say?

"I have an infinite number of avatars......"

What does it say this does?

"You are the one who was called......

Elective ...... Yes, that's right! I was called! That's why I'm here. I am capable, I can do many things, and I am witnessing! I'm experiencing! I will definitely change!

"Brilliant...... And ...... Terror! ”

Terror? Did it just say it was brilliant? Is it a prophet? It's boasting about me......

"Your heart, your devotion, all dreams will come true......"

Dream...... Come true! Will I? Can I change the world? Or...... I can change the ...... in my head History?

"You are carrying a heavy burden. Soon, you will be freed from it. ”

Can you help me? Help me...... Extrication......

"Our destinies will be one ......"

It agreed? I will...... Do you have power? Like Medivan, or as I imagine a hero.

"Come closer, then...... Closer......"

Where do I go?

"Tides...... Surge...... Tides ......"

Tide? Ocean? Kul Tiras...... Still is...... What do you mean? I don't understand! Who are you?

"Who are you?"

I am......

Suddenly I remembered that night!

White Ghost! I read the word in my head.

"Your name...... Name......"

I felt like I wanted to put my head down, I don't know if I did it or not, but I was trying my best to resist this feeling, this desire.

"Your ...... Name! ”

Who are you!

I cried out in my heart in a vain attempt to cover it up with my own voice. But those sorrows, sighs, and cries cannot be concealed like different spaces, and I can hear them clearly, and the cry in my heart is like uninterrupted self-talk, empty and powerless!

"You are peering into the abyss, but you refuse to answer...... I am you, you are me! I'm ......."

Mason......

I casually pronounced the name along with its words.

Mason ...... I'm Mason Van Cleve! ”

I don't know if the sound came from me, but I could feel that I was following it...... No, that's my voice, it's it that follows me, and its voice completely coincides with mine.

"Welcome...... Welcome ......"

Suddenly, I felt a chill, a bone-chilling cold.

"Crush...... Chains...... Smash ...... ......"

The word shatter echoed in my head, the cold made me breathless, I had never felt it before, the cold pierced my body with steel needles, straight through my bones.

When I opened my eyes all at once, I gasped for breath and I woke myself up.

I tried to roll over and sit up, but half of my body was unconscious......

I had a stroke?!

The thought almost made my heart jump out.

His eyes widened in horror and he tried to look up at his body, but the body on his right was unconscious.

I wanted to shout, but my throat seemed to freeze!

The horror shattered me instantly, it was real, I don't think I'm still in a dream! I feel the sensations of my body. I quickly tried to roll over, but I also lost sensation in my spine!

Just lying like this, I knew I was awake, but ...... The silence outside the house was so unreal. How long have I been asleep?

The left side of my body was still a little sentient, and I wanted to move my fingers, but the sentient fingers couldn't be controlled by me.

I want to grit my teeth and lose the strength of my jaw.

Really paralyzed? Is this a sequelae of rabies? Or is it because of eating beef...... Their beef is not clean? Am I not supposed to drink?

All sorts of speculations came to mind in an instant. Regret? What's the use of regretting now? I begged if it was good, but wouldn't I quit? As long as I get better, I'll say anything!

Seeing that I couldn't do anything, my heart was about to explode with impatience. At this moment, I deeply experienced the feeling of being bound.

I kept cursing in my heart, and that anger was getting stronger and stronger!

Suddenly, there was a sensation of electricity from the little finger of his left hand, and his left arm was numb. At the same time, there was a sharp pain from the bite wound on the right shoulder. The pain was unbearable!

All of a sudden, my legs were sensitive, but right away! Before I could react, the muscles on the back of both thighs and the back of both calves twitched.

That feeling is beyond words to describe what it's like to have cramps in both legs at the same time. I screamed!

It's time to shout!

I rolled out of bed with a scream, my left arm was numb and I couldn't lift it, and my right arm was cramping with my sore neck. I rolled to the ground with all my legs cramping and became crippled again.

There was the sound of slamming the door, the sound of cursing.

I was shouting, outside the door, the door was going to be smashed.

Suddenly, there was a thud, and the door was kicked open. My ears heard the footsteps of several people who had broken in.

However, they stopped talking all of a sudden, presumably because I was convulsing on the ground.

When these people came to my side and tried to help me up, suddenly an inexplicable impulse called me to grab the necks of the two people who bent down to help me!

That kind of power...... Unprecedented!