Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity Chapter 389

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Louise believed that Mr. A would not tell her the news without any reason, let alone come to visit him on purpose, which is not the style of the "Aurora Club".

He didn't even hide whose orders he had taken, but said frankly:

"Angel of Fate", Ourorius.

Speaking carefully, the relationship between Ourorius and Amon, even if it is not a brother, should not be an enemy, right? Why did you just sell Amon to me like this?

Eh, Louise thought for a while, she didn't seem to be qualified to accept this "gift", the person that Ourorius wanted to sell the news to should be the "Goddess of the Night"... But Louise did not at all. The way to contact the "Goddess of the Night", her identity as the "Goddess of the Night" is probably only for outsiders to see.

Amon just walked away, and Amon is here again... Louise felt that she wanted to cry without tears.

But fortunately, Amon seemed to be looking for "The Fool" wholeheartedly, and did not notice Louise, and Mr. A's words just now should not have attracted Amon.

Louise was not comforting herself. Her idea was very simple. If Amon really noticed her, then with her personality, she would never let go of such an "interesting guy".

Now that he is still safe and sound, at least he will not die for the time being!

"Is it possible for Amon to find out?" Louise suddenly asked herself.

She is looking for the "The Fool", and Louise believes that there is little contact with the "The Fool" in the real world. Of course, this is also because Klein only dares to pretend to be the "The Fool" on the Origin Castle. In the real world But it's always been cautious.

If that's the case, then what are you afraid of... Louise suddenly has some confidence, and she has a backer!

"Tomorrow morning, I will go to St. Samuel's Cathedral to pray!" Louise made up her mind, as if this would ensure her safety.

Slowly, she slowly fell asleep in constant thinking like this, and naturally she forgot who she was going to sleep with and how to sleep tonight.

Louise had not dreamed for a long time.

In fact, Extraordinary people rarely dream. Because of their sufficient spirituality, most of Extraordinary's dreams have different meanings, and Louise's previous dreams made her aware of the changes in her own mental state.

But tonight, she was dreaming again.

It's a dream, but it's not particularly accurate, Louise's consciousness is very clear.

"I am clearly thinking about Amon, how can I fall asleep easily?" Louise was full of doubts. She turned her head and looked around. Everything was white, there were only clouds and mists, no roads, no people, like a fairyland.

Although Louise was puzzled, she was quite familiar with it. She didn't panic, she just instinctively took two steps forward and whispered softly:

"where is this place?"

Sure enough, as soon as the voice fell, the clouds and mist in front of him suddenly dispersed, leaving a passage that could not see the boundary at a glance, and the figure of an old man suddenly appeared in the realization.

This old gentleman was wearing Backlund's fashionable clothes, his face was old and his hair and beard were all white. Against this environment, he looked immortal, with bright eyes and a kind smile on his face. Come with Louise.

"Who are you?" Louise asked.

The old gentleman put his hands together, smiled and replied:

"A guide."

Louise frowned slightly and said:

"Twilight Hermit Society?"

"How clever!" The old gentleman raised his right thumb and praised: "I guessed it at once, as expected of you!"

You know who I am, as expected of me... Louise resisted rolling her eyes, she did not expect that one day such an old man would praise her.

"Are you from Loen?" Louise asked curiously, looking at the old man's clothes.

The old gentleman shook his head and replied:

"No, just living in Loen recently."

Louise gave an "oh" and continued to ask:

"Is today the day of the 'Twilight Hermit Society' gathering? You should also know that I am participating for the first time. Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

Louise didn't have much hope, but the old man in front of him was much more enthusiastic than expected, and said with a smile:

"You are asking the right person! I am not a guide for nothing. No one is better suited to answer this question than me."

Your words remind me of a person... Louise also smiled, and crawled along the line:

"Then you have to help me. I heard that most of the members of the 'Twilight Hermit Society' are noble, and a small role like me can't afford to offend anyone!"

The old man reached out and stroked his neatly trimmed beard, which was very useful, and said with a smile:

"Good to say, good to say."

"Come on, let's talk as we walk." He beckoned to Louise, and the two walked side by side on the road that had just appeared.

It seems that there are only clouds under the feet, but there is no soft feeling of stepping on it, but it seems to be down-to-earth.

"Do you know where this is?" The old man pointed to the surrounding area and asked~www.mtlnovel.com~ With this pointing, Louise turned to look at the cloud and mist beside her, and found that the scene had already changed.

Everything that was originally white has now become "colorful", full of all kinds of strange pictures.

There are lively and staggered dance parties and banquets, there is Kang's excitement who is not knowing what to say, there is love between children, there are laughter, and there is even, ahem, the passionate scene of being slept together.

Most of the pictures are splendid and beautiful, but there are also some pictures that are out of tune with them, parting of life and death, love and hatred, including the brutal war with gunfire.

These pictures are not static, but are constantly changing and developing. They seem to have their own context, and even adjacent pictures will be mixed up and become disorganized.

"Here..." Louise looked at the scene in front of her dizzyingly, pondered a little, and then guessed:

"Is it a dream?"

The old gentleman next to him seemed very happy, he even clapped his hands to show his congratulations, and praised:

"That's right, this is a dream."

"But this is not your dream, and certainly not mine. This is Backlund, Loen, and the dream of all humans in the Northern Continent."

This is the ability of the top "audience"... Louise nodded, without words, just continued to browse the dreams on both sides, as if she wanted to find some familiar content in it.

However, she didn't watch it for a long time when she realized that the picture in front of her suddenly disappeared.

No, it didn't dissipate, but it became another scene.

Louise turned her head and looked puzzled at the old man beside her, who asked with a smile:

"Look again, where is this place now?"

Chapter end

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