In the dream

A strip of Pitch-Black Vines hanging from the roof opened out Blood-Colored's Flowers, completely sealing Castle Third Floor.

Guillaume·Béné, Pierre·Berri, Sybil·Berri rushed towards Tower while resisting the attacks of the "midwife" and others.

Along with this scene, Flash has several other pictures in Lumian's mind:

Climb inside Tower filled with Bird-Clawed Infants, Guillaume of Invisibility·Béné in Shepherd With the help of Pierre·Berri, he successfully made his right palm touch the shoulder of the "midwife", and the "midwife" exploded, as if someone had placed a bomb inside her body;

Sybil·Berri was killed by a Maid, but Rebirth was in the other party's body, occupying her body;

In the sight floating in mid-air, Louis Lund gave birth to a child with Tu-Shu in the room;

Louis·Lund joined forces with Administrator Beaost without any influence, suppressing the "crazy" Shepherd Pierre·Berri;

On the Wilderness leading to the deep mountain, Parish Priest Guillaume·Béné was surrounded by countless Undead wearing linen clothes...

Lumian frowned and showed an expression of Pain. It seemed that these memories were sharp weapons that pierced his soul. Pulling them out would cause more harm, making him instinctively resist further recalling them.

Soon, those scenes faded away, and Lumian took a deep breath.

"How's it going? What's the harvest?" Susie's voice was gentle, as if he was asking what was for breakfast today.

Lumian replied thoughtfully:

"I remembered the battle between Parish Priest and Madame Pualis and Subordinate. The picture was very messy and broken...

"I, sometimes I seem to be watching the scene, sometimes I seem to be far away, and I see the corresponding picture through some methods..."

This made him extremely confused about his position and role in this matter.

Sometimes he seems to be one of two groups, deeply involved in the fighting, and sometimes he seems to be a pure bystander with no connection to either side.

Susie asked in a coaxing way, "Besides these, what else do you wonder about the situation in that part of the memory just now?"

Lumian said as he recalled, "I don't seem to have seen Madame Pualis... Only Parish Priest was surrounded by a large number of Undead in Wilderness. There is a vague shadow of Madame Pualis in it...

"Parish Priest They just have to deal with Louis Lund, Kahe*Tu*Shuqian, Beaost, 'Midwife' and other Madame Pualis's Subordinate. They seem to have little leftover power. If Madame Pualis joins, I don't believe they can win the final victory...

"Why did Madame Pualis give up and leave Cordu without stopping Parish Priest and the others..."

"You didn't give up voluntarily, you were forcibly sent away." Susie corrected, "The Ritual that sent 'Spring Spirit' in your Dream to leave should be mapped to It's about driving away Pualis. 'Spring Spirit' represents a good harvest, the end of a bleak winter and the sprouting of vigorous life, which is very close to the abilities and characteristics displayed by the Pualis group."

"That's even more wrong..." Lumian's voice gradually became Pain, and he clenched his hands tightly, feeling that he couldn't remember anymore.

Susie said gently, "If you don't want to think about it, don't think about it. Awakening all the memories is not something that can be completed in one psychological treatment. Take your time and don't rush."

Huh...Lumian breathed a sigh of relief slowly, his body no longer so tense.

After he calmed down for nearly a minute, Susie said, "You can take a nap and see if you can find more answers in Dream."

In Lumian's ears, the voice of "Psychiatrist" sounded gentle at first, and then became more and more erratic, as if the distance was far away and in another world.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally drooped.

Lumian opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling.

He suddenly turned over and sat up, taking in all the slanted chairs, the Wooden Table by the window, the small bookshelf on the side, and the wardrobe with its own Full-Length Mirror.

This is his bedroom, this is him in Home in Cordou Village.

Lumian stared for a few seconds, quickly got out of bed, and ran out of the room.

He pushed open the door of Aurora's bedroom and saw that there were manuscripts, Paper, Fountain Pen, Ink Bottle and other items on Desk as in his memory. He saw that the chair with the pillows was empty and no one was sitting on it.

Lumian's eyes moved from there to the empty Bed, and then slowly returned.

He closed the door gently and little by little, turned around and walked to the next door.

There is also no familiar figure of him in Study.

Lumian ran and stomped downstairs.

He ran all the way through Cordou Village and arrived at the Church door of "Eternal Blazing Sun".

Along the way, he didn't meet a single villager, and every house was so quiet that it was deathly silent.

Looking up at the onion-shaped vault, Lumian strode into Church.

Altar has been transformed, filled with Tulip, Lilac and other Flowers, with Black Thorn Symbol engraved on the surface as if liquid is flowing.

There is still no one here.

Lumian searched Parish Priest's room and came to Basement again.

The White Bone piled around and the Sheepskin placed there are exactly the same as in the previous dream, but the Altar in the middle has no damage.

Lumian checked carefully and found no burning feeling in the chest.

After he knew that this was Dream, the power representing "Past", "now" and "Future" seemed to disappear.

Lumian, who had gained nothing, stood next to Underground Altar. After thinking for a while, he ran again, went up the stairs, exited the side door, and came to the nearby Cemetery.

Based on the memory of the previous dream, he quickly found the tomb that Owl flew into, leaned down, and pushed open the Stone Slab that sealed the entrance.

Without any hesitation, Lumian went down the steps, passed through Passageway, and saw the black Coffin placed inside Gloom Tomb Chamber.

There is no Owl here, nor is there another Lumian, only the light seeping in from outside Tomb Chamber outlines the outline of everything.

Lumian withdrew his gaze and walked blankly towards the black Coffin.

The cover of Coffin has already slid to the side, allowing the scene inside to be revealed.

Thinking of the dream in which Aurore almost lost control because she peeked at the dead wizard's body in the coffin, Lumian hesitated.

Two or three seconds later, he took a few steps forward expressionlessly, approached the black Coffin, and cast his gaze directly into it.

A Corpse was quickly reflected in his eyes.

The Corpse Blond Hair was spread out on both sides, with his eyes tightly closed, his face slightly Paleness, and he was wearing a light blue Long Dress.

This is Aurora!

Lying inside the dead Warlock's Coffin is Aurora!

Lumian's pupils instantly dilated, and his face Distortion became ferocious.

The picture he saw before his eyes was shattered inch by inch.

Lumian opened his eyes suddenly and stared ahead with a complicated expression.

"What did you see?" Susie's voice sounded in his ears.

Lumian replied in a dreamy voice, "I saw Aurora lying inside the dead Warlock's Coffin...

"How is this possible..."

Susie Soothing said, "This is more of a symbol.

"Think about it, there is no Warlock legend in reality, and in Dream, the story you made up subconsciously set the home of you and Aurora as the place where Warlock once lived. Aurora himself does not know this, and has never heard of the legend.

"She was also on the verge of Loss of Control because she wanted to see clearly the Warlock Corpse inside Coffin."

"So, the Warlock who died in the Warlock legend refers to Aurora, so what does Owl symbolize, and what does the whole story symbolize?" More and more questions popped up in Lumian's mind, each one like a sharp blade, tearing apart his head.

Lumian couldn't help but raise his hands and hold his head.

"This may require you to recover more memories before you can analyze it. Moreover, in some cases, there are more than one layer of symbols and they will exist in a blended state." Susie said softly, "That's it for today's treatment. Your subconscious has shown obvious resistance. Continuing will only have the opposite effect and be very detrimental to your mental state. Do you want the second treatment in two weeks or a month?"

Lumian almost didn't think about it:

"Two weeks later."

Susie was silent for a few seconds and said, "Finally, I want to remind you that you have a strong tendency to self-destruct now."

"Self-destruction..." Lumian repeated the word in a low voice, Change showed no expression.

Susie's voice became warm again, soothing Lumian's soul:

"I can understand why you are in this situation, and I don't want to forcefully eliminate it. Unless you are willing to let me erase all the memories that represent the root of the problem, every treatment will only alleviate it but not eradicate it.

"I just want to remind you that the Aurora I see in your memory is a Lady who loves life and loves life.

"She still has many unfulfilled wishes. She wants to see you go to college. She wants to visit Trier for a while as Ordinary Person. She wants to find clues about her hometown. She wants to deal with her parents' problems perfectly. She wants to enjoy all the Trier food. She wants to listen to every concert here and watch every art exhibition.

"She is only one step away from complete death. If she is still conscious, I think she will never give up. She is like falling into Abyss now, with only one hand left to hold on to the person on the edge of the cliff. If even you give up, no one will ever pull her up again."

Lumian's expression gradually changed to Change, but he was unable to show any definite emotions.

He seemed to have forgotten how to laugh and how to cry.

Susie did not force him to respond immediately, he sighed softly and said, "Many times, it is not a good thing to completely suppress Pain and Despair in the heart. Human beings need to vent and decompress.

"Okay, that's the end of today. We will do the second treatment here at the same time in two weeks."

Lumian closed his eyes:

"Thank you, Susie Lady."

Susie did not respond again and seems to have left.

After more than ten seconds, Lumian slowly exhaled and opened his eyes.

He subconsciously looked outside the Mason Café door and saw a Golden Dog carrying a brown bag in the distance disappearing around the corner of the street.

There seemed to be a figure of Women next to the big dog.

Lumian sat for another ten minutes, drank the remaining Ambergris Lemon Water, walked out of Mason Café, and came to the nearest Public Carriage stop sign.

Soon, the double-decker Public Carriage painted green drove over, waiting for passengers to get on.

Lumian spent 30 Kopek, found a seat by the window, and looked outside without focus.

"Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers! The latest newspaper, one copy of 11 Kopek!" A child in shabby clothes came to the window and raised the stack of newspapers in his hand.

Self-destruction... live... self-destruction... live...Lumian's mind was filled with the words "Psychiatrist", like a walking zombie, and he didn't want to talk to the newsboy at all.

Suddenly, he saw that the name of the newspaper on the surface was "Novel Weekly".

Yes, today is Sunday...Lumian was startled, took out two Copper Coins of 5 Kopek and one Copper Coin of 1 Kopek, opened the window, and gave them to the child selling newspapers.

After taking the copy of "Novel Weekly", Lumian unfolded it and started reading with the bright Sunlight shining in the window.

The carriage drove slowly, and a piece of news came into Lumian's eyes:

"Obituary:

"It has been confirmed by the editorial department of this newspaper that our eternal friend, the famous best-selling author Aurora Li, unfortunately passed away in an accident in April..."

Lumian's vision froze, and his hands gradually trembled.

Suddenly, he buried his head, lifted up the newspaper, and covered his face with it.

In the afternoon Sunlight, a wet mark appeared on the surface of the newspaper.

There are more and more wet marks, and they are connected into one piece.