Chapter 22: The Meeting of the Spirit World
"Urgency, I went to pee just now, I'm sorry to wake you up. ”
Ike rubbed his head honestly and said apologetically.
Lance, who was a little weak in his heart, quietly gave Ike a thumbs up.
"It's okay, I can't sleep either, I was in a daze just now as if I had a dream, and then I woke up and saw you coming back. ”
Orlando said, picking up a piece of wood and throwing it into the fire.
The fire, which had been a little dim, was once again burning because of the wood that Orlando had added, and the dancing flames illuminated Orlando's handsome face, and unconsciously, a touch of gloom appeared on his face.
"You're saying you had that dream again?"
Lance glanced at the other people who were sleeping around him, leaned over and asked curiously.
Due to various previous coincidences, Lance is very interested in Orlando's dreams.
A "stranger" with dreams very similar to his own, Lance believes that there must be some unusual connection between them, perhaps this is what Grandpa Laurie calls fate.
"Yes, the content of the dream is still the same as before, nothing has changed, but this time I actually felt some magic fluctuations. ”
At this point, Orlando covered his heart with his hand and continued, "This magic fluctuation seems to come from the soul, but I'm sure it doesn't belong to me. ”
"From the soul?"
Lance had also heard about spirits, but he didn't know much about them.
"Yes, it's like a soul from my body, but it's not mine, isn't it a strange feeling?"
Orlando gave Lance a strange look as he spoke, and then a sinister smile appeared on his lips.
This weird smile made Lance look slightly stunned, this feeling is so familiar, but he can't remember where he has seen it.
"Lance, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Lance's stunned expression, Orlando asked.
"I didn't ...... Nothing ......."
Lance said perfunctorily, his mind was slightly in a trance, and suddenly, his eyes went dark, and the whole world changed in an instant.
The blazing fire and the rest of the people resting around him were gone, and even Orlando, who had been talking to him, was gone.
"Ike, Orlando?"
In the darkness, a somewhat overwhelmed Lance shouted softly.
"What the hell is going on?"
Lance was very flustered, he had never encountered such a strange thing, and suddenly he was a little overwhelmed.
There was a deathly silence around him, and he subconsciously put his hand on the hilt of his sword.
When the sweaty palm touched the long sword that should have been cold, a warm current flowed from the sword body into Lance's palm, and the warm and comfortable feeling instantly calmed Lance's heart and made him feel a little relieved.
About ten paces away in front of Lance, a light suddenly appeared inexplicably, and a "man" wearing a scarlet mage robe and looking and building the same as Orlando slowly walked out of the darkness with a short bone staff in his hand.
"Qiang ......"
Lance quickly drew his sword and waited.
The originally plain long sword suddenly bloomed with a light blue dazzling light at the moment it was unsheathed, shining in this endless darkness, looking dazzling.
"Is this the vision that Candita is talking about?"
Lance was secretly surprised in his heart.
However, the surprise was only this moment, and Lance's attention instantly returned to the "person" in front of him.
Although the other party looks the same as Orlando, Lance is sure that this "person" is definitely not Orlando.
"You...... Who are you?"
Lance asked with a slight nervousness as he gripped the sword of Sohana and pointed at the visitor.
"Don't be nervous, Translos, my old friend, oh no, I should call you Lance now. ”
The voice of the "man" came with a smile.
The other party did not try to get closer, ten steps, which is a very safe distance, not only to be able to see the other party's movements clearly, but also to have enough reaction time to deal with unexpected situations.
"Who the hell are you, where am I?"
For this name, Lance had never heard of it before.
However, looking at the other party's appearance, there seemed to be no malice, and Lance was no longer as nervous as he was at the beginning, but the shining sword in his hand was still pointed at the other party.
The atmosphere eased slightly, and the other party continued: "It seems that you have forgotten who I am, haha...... It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are, don't be too nervous, we are meeting in your spiritual world now, and we are really looking forward to the moment when we actually meet you. ”
The visitor laughed, the figure gradually blurred, and the inexplicable light gradually dimmed.
A distant voice came from the darkness: "Guardian of the continent, your wheel of fate has been opened, and the era of the Seven Swords Co-Master has come, Translos, you need to grow as soon as possible enough to manipulate the power of the Seven Swords Spirit." ”
Plunged into darkness again.
Only the sword of Sohana still emitted a faint light, but as time passed, the light gradually weakened until it returned to the appearance of a normal long sword, and the whole world was once again plunged into darkness.
"Spirit of the Seven Swords, Spirit of the Seven Swords...... Spirit of the Seven Swords......"
Lance kept muttering to himself, and his consciousness was a little dazed.
In the dark silence of the world, there was some crackling sound of burning firewood, and Lance slowly opened his eyes.
Lance saw that the somewhat dim fire was burning again because of a newly added piece of wood.
The beating flames illuminated Orlando's handsome face, and a touch of gloom appeared on his face.
"Huh?"
Lance frowned, he had just experienced this scene, what was going on?
He tentatively asked Orlando, who was turning the fire with a stick, "You mean you had that dream again?"
"Yes, the content of the dream is still the same as before, nothing has changed, but this time I actually felt some magic fluctuations. ”
As Lance expected, Orlando's answer was exactly the same as before.
"This magic fluctuation seems to come from the soul, but it doesn't feel like you belong to you?"
As he spoke, Lance pointed to the location of his heart.
"How do you know?"
Orlando asked, confused and surprised, his reaction confirming Lance's suspicions.
Is it true that what just happened?
"Lance, what's wrong with you?"
The attentive Ike noticed Lance's strange appearance and asked with some concern.
"I didn't ...... It's nothing. ”
Lance didn't say much, he was now sure that everything he had just experienced in the darkness was probably true.
"Do you know the Guardian of the Continent?"
Lance asked suddenly.
"Guardian of the Continent?"
Orlando and Ike looked confused for a moment, then shook their heads, "I've never heard of it." ”
Ike also joked, "It sounds a lot like the main character in the story of the bard." ”
Lance nodded absentmindedly and didn't say anything more, then turned to Orlando and asked, "Orlando, is there anything between feeling the fluctuations of magic in the dream and the fluctuations of magic in reality?"
Orlando was stunned for a moment at Lance's question, and then thought for a while before answering: "Maybe there is, I once heard the fairy elders of the clan say that dreams are the spiritual world of people, and the use of magic is controlled and released through spiritual power, but I am just an ordinary jungle ranger, but I am not very good at using magic, so I don't know much." ”
Orlando's answer sent Lance deep in thought.
Is the scene he often dreams of that was originally stored in his spiritual world, or is it something that will happen in the future?