A tiny hope

A few days ago, Blood-Colored was under "Mountain Peak" and next to Distortion "City Wall".

Lumian sat on his knees on the ground, looking up at That One as the mysterious Lady came closer and closer.

The other party's words fell clearly in his ears, but gradually became blurry.

Lumian's hands reached the ground, and he clenched them unconsciously, as if he wanted to squeeze the soil in his palms into liquid.

When That One and the mysterious Lady stopped about one meter away, he struggled to stand up and asked urgently, "Didn't you say there is still hope?"

"Didn't you say that you could rescue Aurora and the others by removing Loop on your own?"

Lumian's voice became hoarse the more he spoke.

That One The mysterious Lady did not respond, but looked at him quietly, the pity in his eyes not diminishing at all.

Lumian paused and asked expectantly, "Is there really hope?

"That is definitely not pure Dream. When I discussed it with Aurora, she could tell me knowledge that I didn't understand or master at all, just like the description of Honorific Name could vaguely point to two existences!"

He stared at That One Lady, observing her every move, fearful and hopeful at the same time.

Finally, That One and the mysterious Lady nodded:

"There is indeed hope."

Lumian's eyes lit up, waiting for the other party to say the next words.

That One Lady said in a soft voice, "In a real sense, Aurora has passed away, but on Mysticism, she has not completely died yet.

"Do you still remember that every time you danced Summoning Dance, at the end you would hear small and weak sounds that seemed to come from inside your body? Do you still remember at the end of Twelfth Night Ritual, Aurora each had some fragments of light flying into your chest?"

"Is that their Spirit Body, their voice?" Lumian interrupted That One's mysterious Lady and asked impatiently.

That One Lady replied calmly and compassionately, "It can only be regarded as a fragment of the soul.

"At the end of Twelfth Night, you became the container for That One Hidden Being to bring down the terrifying power. The soul fragments of the surrounding believers including Sacrifice were naturally absorbed by you, with the exception of Guillaume·Béné who presided over Ritual.

"After that, these soul fragments and the strong Corruption power were sealed in your left chest by our Lord.

"So, as you become more and more 'awake' in your dream, you can clearly perceive the date and Loop, Aurora and other villagers become more and more like real people, and can even show a certain degree of self-awareness and thinking ability.

"So, if you want to truly wake up from Dream, if you want to converge the power of Loop that is all over this Ruins, you can only rely on yourself to think clearly and find the Courage who can face Pain, face all this, and pursue the ethereal hope.

"If it is up to me to solve the problem, there is only one option, and that is to completely destroy you and Cordou Village Ruins, otherwise the Corruption in your body will be unstoppably leaked. In that case, Aurora and the others will truly die on Mysticism."

When I heard the mysterious Lady mention Twelfth Night, that Ritual, Lumian couldn't help but think back.

His head suddenly felt a sharp pain, and only a few fragmentary images emerged:

Aurora with eyes Cavern pushed him away from Altar;

Pieces of light flew out from Aurora and the surrounding villagers, and fell into Whirlpool on his chest;

Parish Priest Guillaume·Béné showed a shocked expression, turned around and ran away Altar.

Apart from these, Lumian couldn't remember anything but the things that happened in his dreams, as if some force was preventing him from recalling.

His expression was Distortion, and his body was trembling as he whispered, "I, I can't remember many things..."

That One Lady nodded:

"This is normal. This is subconscious self-protection, lest too many sad memories and too Impact powerful images make you collapse on the spot, Loss of Control become Monster. Secondly, there are some things that you have never witnessed and don't know the truth. Of course, I don't know either.

"Well, I will ask you to go to Trier to do something later, and one, no, two very powerful Psychologists I know are at Trier. I can help you make an appointment with them to see who is free to give you some treatment, help you recall more things, and restore what happened to Cordou Village as much as possible."

Lumian heard countless emotions rolling into his heart, but thousands of words rushed to his lips, but they only turned into one Vocabulary:

"Thank you..."

He clasped his hands and asked eagerly, "Then what should I do to make Aurora, them Resurrection?"

That One Lady sighed and said, "I don't know either."

Seeing Lumian's eyes darken instantly, she added, "But you have to believe that there is a real Miracle in this world.

"And the That One Great Ones I mentioned before is synonymous with 'Miracle'."

Despair and the feeling of luck grew crazily in Lumian's heart at the same time.

Although he knew that the mysterious Lady in front of him was probably just to comfort himself and give himself a little hope, he still couldn't help but said, "You said that after I unlock the secret of Dream, you will tell me the Honorific Name of That One Great Ones."

That One Lady's expression became solemn and his tone became serious:

"I'm telling you now, remember it carefully.

"His Honorific Name is:

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, Above the Gray Fog's mysterious Ruler, and King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

As Vocabulary was spit out one by one, Lumian gradually became dazed, as if he saw a faint Gray Fog, saw Above the Gray Fog, and at infinite height, there was a looming Castle.

There were eyes watching over there.

At the same time, the entire Cordou Village was trembling, and the thin mist that filled the place receded rapidly.

By the time Lumian regained his consciousness and regained his vision, Sunlight had been sprinkled down from high altitude, making Blood-Colored's "Mountain Peak" and the barren earth stained with little Golden.

Lumian recalled the three-stage Honorific Name, and remembered the discussion with Aurora in the dream.

This made him feel a little sad for a moment, and he smiled bitterly, "I thought there would be a description involving Past, now and Future."

That One wearing Orange-Yellow Long Dress's mysterious Lady said "Hmm":

"There should be in the future, but if you pray to Him now using descriptions other than the three paragraphs Honorific Name, I don't guarantee that it will be Him who responds.

"You should know that situations like this are very dangerous."

Lumian was silent for a few seconds, and asked with a little hope, "As long as I work hard to help you, I will eventually be able to invite the great existence That One Resurrection Aurora?"

"This is a way." That One Lady said softly, "You can also find other methods on your own. I will not stop you. I just remind you that many Resurrection methods have serious flaws."

Lumian nodded, indicating that he understood.

He didn't dare to ask but couldn't help but asked, "Resurrection, could it be big?"

That One The mysterious Lady glanced at him, sighed and said, "It's very small, but I know you will still pursue it."

Lumian pressed her lips tightly and said nothing.

It's not that he doesn't want to tell the other person that he will do his best to find a way to Resurrection Aurora, but he is just afraid that the turbulent and sad emotions in his heart will be exposed if he opens his mouth.

After a few seconds, he asked hoarsely, "What do you need me to do at Trier?"

"Go join a Concealment organization and help me collect some information." That One Lady said simply, "I will tell you how to contact them specifically when you get to Trier."

She then added, "In addition to looking for the truth from your memory, you can also go to the 'survivors' of this Calamity to investigate."

"Survivor?" Lumian's eyes gradually narrowed.

That One Lady nodded:

"Except you, there are five in total, Madame Pualis, Beaost, Louis who left Cordou Village in front of Twelfth Night ·Lund, Cassie, and the host Ritual, were protected to a certain extent, and Guillaume·Béné escaped before being completely destroyed here."

"Parish Priest is still alive?" Lumian's mouth curled up a little.

That One The mysterious Lady looked into his eyes and said, "If my Divination is not wrong, these people should be hiding somewhere in Trier District."

"Very good." Lumian smiled and raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes.

That One Lady then looked at Slumber at Thorns "City Wall" Ryan, Lya and Valentine at the edge of a certain room, and said to Lumian, "What are you going to do with them?"

"If they leave alive, you will definitely be wanted and listed as a key target to be arrested by the Eighth Bureau, 'Machinery Hivemind', and Tribunal.

"From now on, you can only hide. You will never be able to live under 'Sunlight'. You will be with darkness, Mire and danger."

Lumian glanced at Ryan and others, and smiled hoarsely:

"Can killing them make Aurora Resurrection?"

That One Lady shook his head:

"Can't."

Lumian immediately sneered, lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Soon, he raised his head and asked, "What is the name of the organization I am going to join? How should I contact you when I arrive at Trier?"

That One Lady sighed slightly:

"I'll tell you then.

"I will give you my Messenger summoning method and the corresponding medium later. You can contact me through it."

Lumian was silent for a moment and asked another question:

"Do I have the power to make Cordou Village fall into Loop?"

"Strictly speaking, you didn't, at least not before you got 'Person of the Loop'Gift." That One Lady explained casually, "This is because there are people from That One everywhere. Hidden Being's Corruption, and the power level sealed in your left chest is quite high, so when your mood fluctuates greatly and you are in a subconscious state, you can mobilize the corresponding special, so here is Reboot."

She paused and then said, "However, you have always been in Loop.

"The Corruption sealed in your body will reset your body state at six o'clock in the morning every day, returning to the six o'clock in the morning when Twelfth Night ended. Only the changes brought about by Beyonder Characteristic and 'Gift' can be retained."

Is this the real reason why every time I get injured in Ruins, I always recover when I wake up? No wonder I don't wake up due to hunger... Lumian suddenly understood.

He looked down at his body and said with a self-deprecating smile, "It will always be that day..."

That Nightmare-like day.

Before That One Lady could respond, he raised his head, looked at her and said, "What should I call you?"

That One Lady smiled:

"You can call me..."

Before she finished speaking, cards suddenly flew in the air.

Each card has a different pattern on it, and it falls towards Lumian.

Lumian instinctively stretched out his right hand, trying to catch some of the cards.

At this moment, most of the cards mysteriously disappeared, leaving only one.

The card fell lightly into Lumian's palm, face up, with a picture of a person extending Wands to the sky and pointing to the ground with his left hand.

Tarot Cards,"Magician"!

Lumian looked up in shock, only to find That One that the mysterious Lady had disappeared.

Should I call her "Magician" Lady? Lumian subconsciously turned over the Tarot Cards in his hand and saw rows of very small Intis Vocabulary written there:

"A spirit that wanders in illusion, a Upper Realm creature that is friendly to humans, a Messenger that belongs exclusively to 'Magician'."

Lumian looked at it for a while and then put away Tarot Cards.

He glanced at Ryan and the others, turned around, and left the area with a slight stagger.

As he walked, Lumian couldn't help but look back and looked at Blood-Colored's "Mountain Peak" and Distortion's Thorns "City Wall" again.

Cordou Village in his memory has become like this, and there is no trace of the original one, but Lumian still looks hard, searches, and wants to overlap the picture in his mind with reality.

He wanted to take another look at "Giant" on top of "Mountain Peak", but he knew that would cause serious harm to him.

Unknowingly, Lumian slowly circled around Blood-Colored"Mountain Peak" and Thorns"City Wall", his eyes constantly moving on those Distortion chaotic things.

He knew what he was looking for, and he knew he would never find it.

In this way, Lumian came to the place that was previously blocked by the wooden wall.

Most of the place has collapsed, allowing people to directly see the garden at the back.

The green vegetation and colorful flowers in the garden are in sharp contrast with the "Mountain Peak" of Blood-Colored, the "City Wall" of Distortion, and the Ruins on the other side.

There is a Baby Crib made of brown wood placed in the center, which is very similar to the one Lumian saw in Madame Pualis Castle.

He subconsciously moved closer to Past and found that the slightly old white cotton swaddling clothes in the little bed that was swaying in the wind had a small human-shaped dent. It seemed that a baby had once laid here, and now his whereabouts were unknown.

What does this mean? As soon as Lumian had this thought, he felt that the Sunlight photographed from high altitude was much brighter.

He instinctively looked up and saw the Golden and Flames completely submerging the top of "Mountain Peak".

The three-headed and six-armed "Giant" is looming in the ocean of Flames, and seems to be melting.

Lumian stared blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his hands and covered his face.

This "Sunlight" is too dazzling.

Located in a semi-grounded two-story building on the edge of Ruins.

Lumian took the 237 Felkine 46 Kopek that he had collected before, picked up the brown suitcase filled with clothes and memories, dragged his heavy footsteps to Older Sister's bedroom, and reached out to push open the door.

He came to say goodbye.

As soon as he stepped in and saw the manuscript Desk, his head suddenly throbbed, and a picture emerged:

Aurora rolled her eyes slightly, no longer so Cavern. She looked at Lumian who was pushed away and said with difficulty, "My notes..."

Witchcraft Notes of Older Sister? There is very important information on it? Lumian raised his hand and pressed his head, walked to Desk, and opened the drawer below.

The volumes of familiar dark-colored notes came into his eyes.

He suddenly remembered that Aurora had taught him a lot of Mysticism knowledge some time before Cordou Village was destroyed.

Dalege Region, Steam Train Station.

The staff member responsible for selling tickets looked at Lumian outside and said, "Where is your Identity Documents file?"

"Forgot." Lumian, who was wearing a linen shirt, a dark jacket, a round-brimmed black hat, and carrying a brown suitcase, replied coldly.

Then, he turned around and left the window.

A short man wearing Half-Top Hat and a black formal suit approached from the side and said to Lumian in a low voice, "Want to take the Stagecoach? Go to Bigos."

"Want the Identity Documents file?" Lumian asked.

The little man chuckled and said, "No need, our industry is about to be killed by the Steam train, what more Identity Documents documents do we need?"

"Sit down or not? This is the last bit of romance left by Classical Era!"

Lumian nodded slightly and asked, "How much."

The little man became enthusiastic instantly:

"From 20 Felkine to Bigos, it takes about one day, with five stops in between. There will be a break at each stop, Coachman, and animals. Two of the stops will provide free food."

Lumian didn't ask any more questions and followed the little man to a nearby street with no people around.

A huge carriage pulled by four horses was parked on the roadside.

After Lumian went up, we found that the space inside was quite spacious, divided into two rows like Public Carriage, with aisles and space for large luggage.

He found a seat by the window, put his suitcase away, and took out a book with Crimson cover.

Listening to the sneezing of the horses and looking at Sunlight outside the window, he turned over the book Library.

Sitting next to him was a man in his thirties with a beautiful moustache, brown hair and blue eyes, and decent formal attire.

He glanced at the book in Lumian's hand and asked with great interest, "Eternal Love"? The one with Aurora Li, the one with the heroine named Kingsley, and the one with the hero named Charles?"

"Yes." Lumian nodded.

The man with the mustache suddenly became interested in talking:

"This book is Aurora Li's earliest work. The writing is very green, especially the dialogue between the characters. It doesn't look like it could be said in reality at all. It is sensational to the point of making people uncomfortable."

"Yes." Lumian nodded again.

He lowered his head, turned the book to the last few pages, and let his eyes fall on the corresponding text:

"Kingsley, who was dying, grabbed Charles's extended palm, looked at his Pain's face, tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and said with difficulty: "Idiot, live well."

(End of Volume 1)