Chapter 14: The Man in the Dream

There are a total of 10 floats for the beauty pageant, each decorated with colorful flowers and streamers. Each car was pulled by a glossy-haired mother, and the driver, usually the father or brother of the candidate, was full of pride and pride at the moment.

Miss Beauty Pageant is between the ages of 14 and 19, which is the cutest and most delicate age. Each girl dresses up and displays her home-grown potatoes in a hat-shaped rattan basket with local characteristics.

In previous years, the girls performed while the floats paraded through the city streets, but this year the show was postponed and the circus was in charge of the show along the way.

Originally, Diarrando was just here to join in the fun, and in the second half of the team, he took three or four flagpoles and threw them at random, basically messing with time. But after less than ten minutes of walking, he sensed that the atmosphere around him was not quite right. Many people around him were staring at him, and they were whispering from time to time.

He waved and smiled at the crowd. But when he threw out his smile, he got an unexpected reaction. Especially those female audiences, the look on their faces is not happy and liked, but a little scared.

Diarrando walked all the way and encountered the same situation, and the female audience who was still eager for him yesterday seemed to be a little afraid of him now. He controlled his speed, let the horse go slower, and approached the Fayer of Zuihou.

At this moment, Fayer used the levitation technique to control several burning cotton balls, and some potions were added to the cotton balls, and the flames that burned up and down in different colors were different colors, and under the control of the levitation technique, they flew up and down around Fayir, which was very beautiful. Seeing Diarlando coming over, Fayer let all the fireballs fly to the right, making room for him.

"Is there something wrong with me?" said Deirlando's hand, but asked Fair in a whisper. "Look at the audience, it's like they're scared of me. ”

"Yes? It means that the people of this small town have a great eye and have seen through your essence. Fayer complained coldly as he began to pay attention to the reaction of the audience. found that there were indeed many female viewers who began to show different colors after seeing Diarlando's appearance. Some of them also talked to their family members next to them, and then the family members also showed incredible expressions.

The parade of floats was to go around each of the city's three main ring roads, but halfway through the outermost circle, suddenly clouds became overcast, and in just a few minutes it rained heavily. Such sudden heavy rains are common in July, but are somewhat rare in June.

The heavy rain poured out the crowd of onlookers and the parade floats all at once. Everyone retreated into the buildings on the side of the street to take shelter from the rain. Bars, restaurants, and grocery stores were all filled with people all at once. Many of the residents of the hospitable town have temporarily opened their homes to allow event attendees to come in and take shelter from the rain.

Fayer and Diarrando followed a group of people to a small bar, named June Memories, which had only seven or eight tables, but it was clean, and the walls were decorated with simple wood carvings.

The owner of the hotel, who had a big brown beard, saw a large number of people rushing in, not only did he not mind, but also asked the men to quickly move more stools over and let everyone rest.

Bar waitresses deftly weave through the crowd, serving delicious ales and high-count vado (a regional specialty made from potatoes and the stamens of June orchid) to those who have fun in time for a drink.

Dillando and Fayle's horses were left outside, and the two of them went upstairs and found a place near the window to sit down, and Diarrando immediately ordered a lot of food unceremoniously, and Fayle rolled his eyes, meaning that I knew it would be like this.

But when the waitress brought a large plate of potato stew with a basket of whole wheat bread and a large pot of soup, she knocked over the plate of food because she could see Diarlando's face. Fortunately, Diarrando reacted quickly, caught all of them without falling, and put them back on the table in front of him.

But instead of thanking Diarrando, the waitress became even more frightened, screaming and turning around to escape. Fayle didn't want to be nosy, but the situation was too weird. Dearlandor has always been a woman to like, objectively speaking, why do women see him now like ghosts.

The tip of his tongue slid a short sluggish spell over him, and he stopped the waitress in his footsteps. "Waiter, what's your name, I have something to ask you!" Fayle's voice was irresistibly magical, and the spiritualism he easily mixed with ordinary words had an immediate effect.

"My name is Dossie. The waiter immediately made a gesture of obedience, and turned to face Fayir, with a look of listening.

Seeing that the people around him seemed to be beginning to notice the small changes that had taken place here, Diarlando tapped his finger lightly on the table to alert Fayle. Fayer immediately expanded the scope of his dementorship: "You are all sleepy and want to take a nap. ”

The people around showed puzzled expressions, and then one by one they began to yawn, and soon one by one they fell down and entered the dream. Only the waitress remained where she was, still respectfully waiting to answer Fayle's question.

"Do you know him?" said Fayle, gesturing at Diarlando, and began to ask.

"I don't know. Dothy's thin face was expressionless, instinctively responding to the mage's question.

"Then you were so surprised to see him?"

"Because in a dream he became a monster. ”

"In a dream, in a dream, at what time, what kind of monster?" asked Fayle at once.

Dossy's face suddenly showed a look of struggle, as if she was about to break free from Fayle's spiritualism. Fayle put a hand on the waitress's hand through his sleeve, reinforcing the power of the magic, and the waitress returned to her calm state and began to answer again.

"Last night's dream, a man was standing in the midst of a hundred flowers, next to a smoking pool, and the man with a hood begged me to help him. And then, when I walked up to him, I saw him!" said the waitress, raising her hand and pointing her finger at Diarlandor.

Dearlando was stunned, you must know that with the ability of the dragon, all the people who have been in close contact with Diarlando are unforgettable. This waitress was neither at the scene of the Big Stomach King competition nor at the circus show yesterday, she had never seen herself at all, weishenme would dream of herself?

"How did he become a monster?" Fayle continued to ask, ignoring Dearlando's questioning expression.

He looked at me and said a few words to help me fall, and then a lot of maroon blood came out of his mouth, ears, and eyes, and then it turned into a mess of slimy red minced meat, and then the mass of minced meat took on the shape of a man again, and began to chase me, and I woke up. Dossi finished speaking in one breath, her breathing became a little short, and she seemed to be able to feel the fear in her dreams.

"If everyone dreams of this, it's no wonder that seeing me is like seeing a ghost......" Diarlando covered his eyes with his hands and sighed.

"I'm afraid not everyone, it seems that only women in a certain age group. Fayer immediately pointed out that the adverse effects were clearly specific populations.

"Alright, untie them, or the people downstairs will be suspicious. Deirlandor waved his hand for Fayr to unravel the surrounding Dementors and begin to wonder what was going on.

The mage snapped his fingers, then took his hand back into his bosom and leaned back in his chair, looking at Deirlandor with a little schadenfreude. Dossi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly turned around and ran away. The other guests gradually woke up, rubbed their eyes, and continued the conversation they had had about before they went to sleep, and no one noticed the change that had occurred in the previous period.

"Actually...... I also had a dream. After a moment, Diarrando hesitated to speak.

"Huh?" said Fayle, who was a little surprised by the remark.

"I also dreamed that someone was asking me for help, but it wasn't my own face that I saw, it was a shadow, hiding behind the flowers, unable to get close. There was a pool between me and the shadow, and at the bottom of the pool there was something red glowing. Then I wanted to chase after it and ask for clarification. Unfortunately, then Ryses woke up hungry, and I woke up too. ”

Diarrando touched his chin, then tapped his fingers on the table and said in affirmative, "It must be that monster in the water who borrowed my image to convey the message!"

"Weishenme is your image?" said Fayle, pointing out that the monsters in the water were not the only ones in the water, and that they had only arrived in the town yesterday.

"Probably because I'm more handsome!" said Dearlando, touching his blindfold again, and came to a conclusion.

"......" Fayle rolled his eyes weakly, deciding to ignore the answer. "Then what now? When the rain stops, do you want to go all the way through and continue to intimidate the girls all over the street?"

"Of course not, it is not the proper behavior of a gentleman to terrify the hearts of the ladies and ladies. I decided to put myself in disguise. With that, Dearlando took out a carved mask from his bosom that covered half of his face and brought it up. So it became a weird shape with a mask on the blindfold.

Then he took out a makeup pen, used a tin wine glass as a mirror, and drew himself with two moustaches. After cleaning up, he looked up at Fayle and asked, "How? No one recognizes me, do they?"

Fayle looked at the crooked fake beards and was about to make a sarcastic remark, when suddenly there was a commotion in the street. The distant exclamations were mixed with noise, and it was hard to hear. After a while, it was finally clear that someone was shouting, "The spring water is eating people!"