At the end of the disaster in the village of Cordu, Lumian was not only affected by the fate of the seal in his body and the surrounding dissipation, and fell into an endless cycle, but also had real dreams, and even the official investigators Ryan, Lea and others fell into an uncontrollable sleep after entering a certain area, becoming a part of his dreams.

Lumian, who was still illiterate in occultism at the time, did not see anything wrong with this, and when he asked Mr. "Poet" to interpret the symbolism of the various elements in the dream, he realized that the dream itself did not originate from the power of Themipolos, nor was it caused by the seal of Mr. "Fool", but it had another source, representing a kind of protection and pacification.

Since then, he has been pondering the origin of this real dream, but has never found an answer, after all, there are so many possibilities, and now, through Franca's further description of the path of "night" and the experience of the party, he suddenly has an inspiration:

The "Night" path not only gives you nightmares and is the embodiment of nightmares, but it also creates real dreams!

Could it be that Ms. "Hela" found out that Oroel had an accident and hurried to the village of Cordu but was one step late, so she could only use the power of the seal to let me enter the real dream, so as to calm my heart and spirit?

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No, there's no need for her to hide it from me on this matter, pretend not to know, what's there to hide?

Moreover, if she had done it, there would have been no significant leakage or legacy of dormant power......

Could it be that she had been using that spell involving hidden power for a long time to attend a party, so that Aurel was more or less tainted or marked by that seal, and when her body disintegrated, the seal sensed a change and instinctively gave some feedback, although it didn't save Aurel, but it brought me a real dream?

Well, Leah and Valentine were forced to sleep in an area around the Scarlet Peak, the place of sacrifice, right next to the three-headed and six-armed giant, which is in line with my speculation that the source of the power of dreams is closely related to Aurel......

Franka saw that Lumian had not spoken for a long time, as if he was thinking seriously, and did not interrupt him at once, but waited until his eyes had changed and he was detached from his own world, and then he asked:

"What do you think of?"

"Do you remember what I told about the disaster in the village of Koldu? Around the blood-colored peaks of the place of sacrifice, there is an area ruled by night, which will make everyone who enters irresistibly fall asleep and have a real dream. Lumien explained simply.

The more Franca listened, the more shocked and frightened she became:

"Could it be that Ms. 'Hela' has a problem?"

"I don't think so." Lumian shook his head, and focused on his speculation.

Franka let out a long, undisguised sigh of relief:

"It's really more in line with the situation on the ground.

"Well, didn't you notice? The first part of the incantation is the standard three-stage honorific name, which indicates that the seal either has the property of being alive or was once a living being, and it is normal for such a thing to instinctively influence the person who asks it to react to a certain degree. ”

Lumien thought about it and realized that it was.

The two exchanged for a while, and agreed that Lumian would find time to go to the "alone" bar for a brief look.

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Back at the Golden Rooster Hotel, Lumien closed the curtains, sat down at the table, and began to write to the "magician" lady by the light of the calcium carbide lamp.

The letter focuses on the performance and answers of the "Shadow of Armor", and asks about the "Ancient Sun God" and the relationship between this ancient god and the "Aurora Society".

Considering that it was late at night, Lumien waited until "Nature" woke up and had breakfast before sending the letter.

At noon, the "magician" lady finally replied, so that Lumian, who had specially returned to room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel, did not run in vain.

"The answer to the Shadow of the Armor and its state give us a better understanding of the situation."

Just after reading the first sentence, Lumian was stunned.

His gaze fell on the blank part of the words, wondering if it was a joke on the part of the "magician" lady, or if the letter itself had been distorted by some force.

Combined with his own understanding of the "magician", Lumian initially speculated that the lady wrote the whole sentence smoothly and found that there was a message that she could not know for the time being, and she was too lazy to blacken out and reverse divination, or rewrite it on a different piece of paper, so she directly erased the word with some force.

Is there anything I can't know about this, isn't it another world? Lumian muttered as he read the following sentence:

"It's a nice bonus, but it's not going to be useful for the time being, although Mr. 'The Hanged Man' will be happy.

"Later, when he's ready, maybe you'll summon the Armored Shadow again, and he'll be in charge of providing gold in exchange for a question.

"It's up to him to think about it, your role is to communicate, and the role of the Holy Grail Two is to translate, well, don't forget to ask Mr. 'The Hanging Man' for a payment."

Mr. "The Hanged Man" repeated the code name ........ Lumian, and his gaze moved to the bottom of the letter:

"The question of the Ancient Sun God is very complicated, and I don't know much about it, so I can only tell you that this is the master of the history of the Third Age, who ended the Second Age ruled by the brutal Old Gods and brought the dawn to us humans.

"The Aurora Society's belief in the Aurora Society's relationship with Him is equally complex, and there are risks in understanding it, so you should be the heir to half of his estate, and the other half is divided among some of the Seven Gods, which directly leads to the 'Age of the Gods', which is what we often call the Quaternary Age."

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If there are still a small number of history, legends, documents, and objects left in the Quaternary Age, then the Tertiary and Second Ages only exist in the holy texts of the major churches, which are almost mythical, and Lumian only knows that the Third Age is called the "Cataclysmic Age" and the Second Age is called the "Dark Age".

At this time, from the words of the "magician" lady, he actually felt the grandeur and charm of the ancient history:

The brutal old gods, the ancient sun gods who ended the dark ages of mankind, the fallen ruler of the Third Age for some reason and the "Age of the Gods" born on his corpse....

Why would such an ancient deity give birth to a child like Amun? And who is Amun's mother? Is there any connection between Amon and the one who believes in the "Aurora Society"? The more Lumien thought about it, the more he felt that the tutoring of the "Ancient Sun God" was very problematic.

He developed a certain affection for the deity, not only because he ended the reign of the old gods and gave humanity the dawn, but also because he was suspected of being an earlier time-traveler, from the same world as Aurore and Russell the Great.

In the same way, Lumian begins to understand why Mr. K and the Aurora Society hate cultists so much, and that the one they believe in inherits the legacy of the "Ancient Sun God".

A flame erupted, igniting the letter in Lumien's hand.

He cleaned up a little, put on the silver earrings that "Lies" had turned into, and adjusted his appearance so that people would not be reminiscent of Lumian at all. Plum.

After doing this, he directly removed the "lie" and put it in the pocket of his clothes.

According to his experience during this time, the appearance of "lies" will not disappear after leaving "lies", this is a kind of flesh and blood remodeling, and if you want to change back to the original, you have to use "lies" to adjust again.

Armed with his satchel, Lumian walked out of the Golden Rooster Hotel.

On his way to Market Avenue, he heard the bell ringing, which meant that one o'clock in the afternoon had come.

Lumian pulled out a gold-shelled pocket watch he had borrowed from the Breeze Ballroom and pointed it to the bell tower in the distance, calibrating the time.

This pocket watch slows down by a minute every few days.

After more than half an hour, Lumien arrived at the Old Street.

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He walked towards the 'Alone' bar, his gaze naturally sweeping over the "different" dance hall.

There were no guests there, and three doormen with monocles in their right eyes leaned lazily in different places, sometimes chatting and sometimes in a daze.

A postman in a blue embossed uniform pulled his bicycle to the side of the road, holding a stack of letters, and walked to the newspaper box of the "Different" dance hall.

He also wears a monocle in his right eye.

Lumian looked a little numb, withdrew his gaze, and walked into the "alone" bar.

The bar is still poorly lit, and even at noon, it looks quite dim, and there are no other customers for the time being.

The bartender at the bar is not the one from last time, but the eighth bureau investigator Leah, whom Lumien knows!

The lady wore a white shirt, a bow tie, a black over-the-knee skirt, her hair was simply pulled up, and a small silver bell was tied up.

"Gin on the rocks." Lumian sat down on the barstool in front of the bar and tapped on the countertop.

He then laughed and said:

"Why did you change the bartender?

Leah glanced at him and smiled teasingly:

"Sir, no one has a rule that bartenders can only be hired in a bar, he will die of exhaustion."

"Okay." Lumian paid 8 Ricks and waited for the gin on the rocks to arrive.

After drinking for nearly ten minutes, he casually asked:

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"Do you have a typewriter here? It occurred to me that I still had a document to do. ”

Leah wiped her glass and said:

"In the room next to the theater in the cellar, there is a typewriter for scripts, and the fee is 2 lik, and each piece of paper is 1 kope."

"Pretty expensive......" Lumien muttered as he got up and walked into the cellar with his glass.

He was a little psychologically shadowed by the puppet theater, and instead of approaching, he turned directly into the side room.

There was indeed a mechanical typewriter in the color of brass, and next to it sat a man reading the newspaper in silence.

Lumian typed out a short document as he had prepared in advance.

Some of the letters on it are worn out exactly as they are in the "Loki" document.

Lumian nodded imperceptibly, paid the user and paper fees to the man who hadn't made a sound, and walked briskly out of the slightly gloomy basement room.

As soon as he returned to the bar lobby, he suddenly fell into a trance and faintly heard the ringing of the bell.

Lumian recovered quickly and looked at Lea, seeing that she was not responding in any way.

"Do you hear the bell?" Lumian placed his glass on the bar.

Lia frowned:

"It's not the hour yet, how can there be a bell?"

Lumian suppressed his doubts, drank the rest of the wine, and left the "Alone" bar.

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Passing by the "Different" cabaret, he noticed that there were only two monocle guards left at the door, and the postman was nowhere to be found.

Lumien didn't look much and quickly broke away from the street.

On the public carriage back to the market area, the clock of two o'clock arrived punctually, and Lumian instinctively took out his pocket watch and opened it to take a look.

He was stunned to find that the pocket watch that had been calibrated an hour earlier was slow again.

A minute slower.