Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity Chapter 296

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The scene in front of him is more like an oil painting scene.

It was the plain where the sun was about to set, the vast and boundless fields were covered with golden afterglow, and countless seedlings were swaying in the wind, giving people a feeling of soothing and serenity.

Louise stood on the path among the fields, her fingertips ran across the golden ears of wheat, the smell of the harvest soaked into the tip of her nose, and her eyes were cast into the distant distance. where is the boundary.

This doesn't seem to be Bernadette's handwriting...

"Whose dream is here?"

Louise murmured softly, because she found that she had lost all her extraordinary abilities here, and could only be regarded as an ordinary person.

"This is not a dream, this is the depths of the soul, the ocean of the human subconscious."

Soon, a voice gave the answer, only the voice was heard, but no one was seen.

"Who are you?" Louise asked.

"I am me." The voice that was indistinguishable, even forgotten after hearing it, replied.

What kind of answer is this... Louise was dissatisfied, and with this turbulent emotion, the wheat ears around her swayed slightly more, she took a few steps forward aimlessly, and continued to ask:

"Why am I here?"

"Because I want to see you."

It sounds very peaceful, but it hides an absolutely unquestionable majesty, as if you must be here because I want to see you...

"Why do you want to see me?" Louise picked an ear of wheat and put it in front of her, and said, "Do I know you?"

"Because you killed Jason Beria." The voice sounded again, without explaining too much, as if it was just to answer the question.

Louise asked suspiciously, "So what?"

The voice answered tacitly, "Jason Beria had a mission on his shoulders, and now he was killed by you."

"What mission?" Louise asked flatly.

She should have understood Jason Beria's mission very well, but now she asked this question as if she didn't know anything, and if you look closely, Louise's expression and state are obviously different from usual, At this moment, she seems to have forgotten all the complexities and troubles, and the whole person is as peaceful as water, returning to the original state... In one word, perhaps it should be "innocence".

The voice didn't stop, and said, "Assassinate Duke Negan."

"Duke Negan?" A confused expression appeared on Louise's face: "Why assassinate him?"

"It is the choice of the times," replied the voice.

This sentence seemed to arouse a little reaction from Louise. The wheat ears in her hand were slowly falling off, and she asked curiously:

"Who gave Jason Beria this mission?"

The voice said, "Me and my organization."

"What organization?" Louise asked, the ears of wheat in her hands were falling off at an accelerated rate.

The voice paused for a while, and Pingdan replied:

"Twilight Hermit Society."

As soon as she finished speaking, the ear of wheat in Louise's hand fell off cleanly, leaving only a dry stalk. The expression on her face seemed to be becoming vivid, but in the next second, there was another one in her hand. A fresh ear of wheat, although she did not bend over to pick it.

"But Jason Beria is dead and can no longer fulfill his mission." Louise narrated the facts calmly, and then asked, "What is your purpose for wanting to see me?"

The voice said sternly: "Since Jason Beria died at your hands, then his mission will naturally be fulfilled by you."

"What's the price?" Louise in this state was not surprised, only calm, as if nothing could shake her mind.

"An opportunity to join the Twilight Hermit Society," the voice replied.

Louise thought for two seconds, and then asked:

"What's the price you paid Jason Beria?"

"A blasphemous card made by Roselle, the 'Abyss' card." The voice answered truthfully.

Louise turned around abruptly, looked at the empty side, and asked:

"Why not the 'Witch' card?"

She omitted some questions, but the owner of the voice understood, and said:

"When you join the 'Twilight Hermit Society', you will naturally have the opportunity to get the 'Witch' card... But do you really need it?"

Louise was silent, and the ear of wheat in her hand swayed slightly, but the ear of wheat in the entire field became silent in an instant, as if the picture was frozen here.

"I can't kill Duke Negan," she said aloud.

"Someone will help you." The voice replied.

Louise added: "Even if the assassination is successful, I will be found and killed by the demigods of the three major churches."

"No one will kill you," the voice replied.

"Can you promise?" Louise asked.

The voice replied, "I can guarantee it."

Louise did not continue to ask questions, but looked down at the wheat ears in her hands. After a long time, she decided:

"I accept your terms."

The joy of that voice having no purpose to achieve is still as calm as ever:

"I look forward to that day."

"Then ~www.mtlnovel.com~ bye."

As soon as the voice fell, Louise's figure disappeared, leaving only the ear of wheat floating in the air.

The whole golden field regained its vitality, but in the next second, the world was turned upside down. Large tracts of wheat fields disappeared, and the sunset at dusk disappeared. Everything between heaven and earth seems to have become an illusory thing, only that Louise. The ears of wheat left by the silk floated quietly in the air.

I don't know how long it took, countless white bones stood up from the ground, forming a magnificent white church, but there was no sense of terror, only a sense of holiness and dignity.

The ear of wheat moved slowly, passed through the illusory space and the door of the church, and floated to the prayer hall, where it was caught by a pair of pure white palms, and then a voice came from inside the church, talking to Louise just now. The voice was exactly the same, and there seemed to be a little doubt in the voice:

"secret……"

Louise disappeared from the endless field and slowly fell into the mortal world, but she did not wake up immediately.

In her sleep, she had an indescribable and inexplicable smile on her face, her eyes were closed, and her whole body was completely relaxed, as if she was experiencing the bliss of this world and immersed in it.

The next day, the sun appeared in Backlund after a long absence, and the warm sunlight caught people's eyes, and the whole city came to life.

And when the first swipe of morning sun shone into the bedroom, and the warmth hit her cheeks, Louise finally woke up, never having such a wonderful feeling.

She stretched a lot, and her slender and attractive curves were undoubtedly revealed.

Immediately afterwards, her hands were stiff in the air, her expression was a little dull, and her body fell back into the bed.

She remembered her dream last night.

Chapter end

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