Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

After the "Future" encountered a milk-producing mutation and encountered a huge splicing monster, the crisis continued. Klein had to board the "Black Tulip" to challenge "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell.

Finally, after Anderson joined the desperate battle, Ludwell opened a bronze door and drove the "Black Tulip" out of the sea.

The situation finally calmed down. When Klein returned to the room, he found that Skylark was still lying peacefully in the cage, not even moving in the slightest position, and was still in a deep sleep.

Klein sighed.

I hope Esther will not encounter any danger in her dream. When everyone's dreams are connected next time the night falls, maybe I can still hope to meet her, communicate with her, and ask her what state she is in now...

Hope she's okay.

——

Esther was indeed okay, but she felt confused about where she was.

She stood on a raft on the sea, and the blue waves kept pushing the raft around. The owner of the raft had soft facial features that were completely different from Roen, and was more similar to the "Oriental" in Esther's memory.

But this young girl who was constantly rowing the raft had slender pointed ears, and her long black fluffy hair was tied into a low ponytail with kelp and hung down on the back of her head. Her kind black eyes were innocent and soft, showing a sweetness unique to youth.

She was wearing a brown and black fish skin hunting suit and trousers, and she was carrying a quiver and a long bow on her back.

Esther immediately connected the girl's appearance with the legendary history.

The young elf put down the long oar in his hand, squatted in front of the skylark that suddenly appeared, and looked at the little bird in surprise.

"Hello." Esther said softly, using Elvish.

The elf girl was very courageous, and her voice was clear when she laughed: "Hello, I didn't expect a bird to appear here, and you can even talk! This is really strange."

This elf looks lively and cheerful.

The most intuitive feeling she gave Esther was that she didn't belong here.

No matter where he is, he should not appear in a dream in this strange sea area. This in itself is the most abnormal.

Esther raised her head and carefully observed all the expressions on the girl's face, but did not notice anything strange. Skylark had no choice but to say: "I am Norns, what about you?"

"I am...," although the elf's thin lips were opening and closing, no sound came out, "but my family and friends all like to call me Kelp."

Such an abnormal situation made Esther's suspicion come true:

"Why do they call you that?"

The elf pointed at himself with a smile: "Because I don't like spices that much, but I like the taste of seaweed soup."

Then she raised her hand and pointed to the other side of the raft: "I'm making kelp soup, do you want to drink it?"

Esther looked over and saw that there was indeed a stone bowl as big as a basin, but there was no fire underneath, only bursts of heat rising from above.

What was not there one moment, appeared naturally the next moment because it was mentioned. The stone bowl seemed to have no weight, otherwise its size would have pressed down on the corner of the small raft, and this simple raft would have capsized long ago.

"I don't know, I've never eaten kelp."

What a clumsy lie! However, the elf does not know Esther. In this place where logic is not required, it is easy for a "scammer" who can control dreams to win the trust of someone who can communicate with her.

But Esther was also cautious, and she did not ask for more information about the "kelp" itself. The elf's real name was not in this dream.

Esther had a guess that "Kelp" might have lost herself a long time ago, so her dreams were simple and empty:

Unnatural and sourceless sunlight, the vast but white blue sky and ocean, and this tiny raft.

Esther noticed that there were no traces of any biological activity underwater. The white waves splashed beside the raft, but not a single drop was caught.

The elf's smile was sincere and enthusiastic: "Come and try it? I haven't communicated with other creatures for a long time! Oh, although you are not an elf, you are just a little bird."

Esther did not refuse firmly, but flew to the side of the stone bowl. She hovered above it twice. Only when she passed through the steaming heat could she smell the strong salty smell. Once out of range, it disappeared.

Esther did not settle on the edge of the stone bowl, but fell back onto the bamboo raft.

The elf naturally picked up a stone bowl and a wooden spoon with a long handle and a deep bottom, and began to pour the kelp soup out of the pot.

Esther glanced at the kelp strips used by elves to tie their hair, and was full of doubts about the source of the ingredients for this pot of soup.

Heat began to rise from the stone bowl. The elf placed it in front of Skylark, his eyes full of anticipation: "Would you like to try it?"

Esther lowered her head to look into the bowl. The soup was semi-turbid, with a layer of reddish oil on the edge. The black threads floating in it were definitely not kelp, but rather resembled the elf's long, loose black hair.

Esther looked up at the elf again, her expression dull.

The elf in the girl's appearance didn't seem to notice it at all. When she saw Skylark staring at her in confusion, the smile on her face gradually faded:

"Don't you like it? There's nothing you can do about it, but this is the only thing I can entertain you with. In my tribe, we must treat guests we meet for the first time with sincerity and express our most sincere goodwill. Share your favorite foods with each other.

"If the other party accepts it, it means that this goodwill has been sent, and both parties can be true friends. Are you willing to stay and be my friend? It's really lonely to stay here alone."

The elf pushed the bowl of soup in front of Skylark again, but the expression on his face became increasingly gloomy, even a little pleading.

Esther chuckled lightly, but there was no smile in Skylark's eyes: "Then can you tell me what was put in this soup?"

"It's just kelp, of course it smells like..."

The elf still chanted the unutterable name.

Skylark jumped back two steps to avoid the delicious heat emanating from the bowl of soup: "You can keep it for yourself."

The elf's face was full of disappointment, and he picked up the bowl of soup: "Okay... maybe your taste will not be worse than what's in this bowl."

Hibari stared at her indifferently.

The elf drank all the hot soup in the bowl. When the elf moved the bowl away, her originally pink lips had turned bright red, and she was holding a tangled hair between her teeth.

Esther's voice was gentle: "Do you still remember who you are? And what did you cook?"

An oar was pulled down hard, trying to smash the tiny bird into a pulp.

But the skylark had already appeared in the air, and the elf swung the oar with astonishing force. The raft was instantly smashed by the blow, and the two ends were raised high, and it sank quickly.

The stone bowl was thrown away, and all the hot soup inside poured on the elf's body. Her whole body turned red and blisters quickly swelled up.

Amid the painful screams, the elf lay in tears on the fragments of the raft, trying to reach out toward the sky.

"Help me! Please, help me—"

Skylark's eyes looked down without any fluctuation, and Esther felt sad for the elf below:

"If this is your wish, all I can do is wake you up from your dream."

The elf's eyes suddenly widened, and scales continued to grow from her mouth and spread to her entire face. She stopped struggling, let go of the piece of wood floating on the water, and let her body sink directly under the sea.

Esther felt something in her heart, and waves of turmoil appeared around her.

A violent force rose from below, and thick white lightning surged out from the sea like tentacles one after another.

However, what was shattered by them was only a shadow that disappeared between the black doors.

The sea surged, and the raging thunder and lightning destroyed the last fragments of the small raft.

Without the false self constructed from the remaining souls, the entire dream was turbulent in a crazy roar and quickly annihilated.

——

The "Future" is still continuing to move deeper into the ruins.

Anderson walked to the side of the ship and stood next to Gehrman Sparrow. He pointed to a group of underwater buildings in front of him: "Go past these ruins, turn left and drive for about ten nautical miles, and you will have a chance to encounter a mermaid. "

Klein said "hmm" and did not look at Anderson, looking ahead expressionlessly.

Anderson persevered in finding a topic to chat about: "So where is that bird you raised? It's been several hours, why haven't you taken it out for a walk?"

Klein suddenly felt that Anderson was unlucky for a reason. He could successfully "attract" others' attention every time he spoke.

Klein had to admit that Esther's evaluation was very pertinent, "it deserves a beating".

Fortunately, Klein didn't have to react to Anderson's question, because the sky was suddenly shrouded in darkness.

When night falls, everyone must go back to their rooms to sleep immediately. Cattleya's voice broadcast has been broadcast throughout the "Future" to remind everyone to fall asleep as soon as possible.

So Klein glanced at Anderson indifferently, quickly returned to his room and lay down on the bed.

Soon, Klein woke up from his dream and found that he entered the same place as when he left last time.

The dim sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows provided ample light to the library, and the tall bookshelves were filled with various classics.

Klein walked past a neat row of long tables and stood in front of the bookshelf he browsed last time. In addition to the books he had browsed last time, he noticed a book with the title "Russell's Notes 3" on the cover.

Just as Klein pretended not to care and reached out to pick up the book he read last time, an inexplicable buzzing sound sounded in the library.

Klein immediately turned around vigilantly and pulled out the revolver from his armpit. He had been deeply impressed by Leo Master's dual personality before, so he also maintained a high level of vigilance in the dream world.

The next moment, cracks appeared on the smooth floor-to-ceiling windows.

Klein could see clearly that the cracks really spread in the air, not on the windows.

Ripples appeared in the spider web-like traces, and a bird flew out from it.

Judging from its slightly panicked look, it was obvious that it had just escaped from some kind of entanglement.

There was still black mud stuck to Skylark's body, but after entering the library, those black traces gradually evaporated into smoke and quickly dissipated in the air.

Skylark turned his head and stared at Klein who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and half-length silk glasses with equal vigilance.

The scene was at a stalemate for a while.