Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

What expectations did you have for your future?

Audrey thought carefully before giving her answer:

"Before I became an Extraordinary, my expectations were actually very simple. Apart from understanding the world of mysticism, most of the time I wanted everyone around me to be well, and then I could do my best.

“I don’t want my father and mother to disappoint me, whether it’s words, deeds, etiquette, or the music lessons and horse riding lessons I take every day, but occasionally I also think about asking the teachers to be less strict.

"I always hope that I will be outstanding in the future and become a daughter that can make the Hall family proud. Of course, there are still unrealistic times. I also hope for a beautiful marriage and love each other like my parents. , hoping to have an ideal 'prince'..."

Audrey held back her words very well. She even had the illusion that her cheeks were getting warm, but she did not show her mood swings in her words:

"Well, these things may seem a bit naive to Mr. World. After all, when I look back on my past self, I feel a little different."

On the other side, Klein lowered his head and huddled in a smaller and more closed dark compartment. His shoulders were drooped, and he sat on the ground as if exhausted.

My past self?

After hearing the words "justice", Klein, who had his eyes closed, breathed out silently and whispered: "No."

Audrey paused for two seconds. Seeing that Mr. World had no intention of continuing, she continued:

"After joining the Tarot Club and becoming an extraordinary person, as I came into contact with the extraordinary world, my previous expectations became smaller and smaller. After meeting the members of the Tarot Club, I also had new goals. I want to continue to improve myself to better protect my family.

"Being an 'audience' allowed me to see clearly the true heart of many people, and I also felt their desires, greed, and duplicity. It was a good thing for me to be able to see through their lies. There were bad things, but I have no regrets and am even glad I knew all of them.

"If I don't know, then I will always be blinded by the illusion. When I realize these things again a long time later, I don't know if I can still accept such a true face... I don't want to become like that. people."

Audrey's last words were very soft, as if she was sighing for another self.

"The World" seemed to move because of these words, but it did not speak and just changed its sitting posture. In Audrey's spiritual perception, he seemed to relax.

After a pause, Audrey recounted what she had seen at the Student Aid Foundation in the past few days. This matter seemed to have attracted the attention of "The World". Audrey could feel that the other party became more focused. This topic seemed to have Give him some comfort.

When she heard a deep intake of breath coming from the next door, Audrey ended her story comfortably, stopped her narration, and waited for the sound of "the world" to sound.

"Miss Justice, you have learned about the dragon clan from the Sun, and you should have a clear idea of ​​the capabilities of the Dragon of Fantasy.

"If, I mean if, you find that your relatives, friends, and even... the me who is talking to you at this moment are all imagined by the 'audience' through the King of Angels and do not actually exist, what will you do? reaction?"

This question gave Audrey a chill in her heart. If everything in her life was false, then when she discovered this, she would definitely be desperate and painful, and she might even collapse and lose control.

Is this the problem Mr. World is facing these days?

His life goals created such a strong sense of disparity that he lost the things that originally supported him. Judging from the example he used when raising this question, the force that affects him is probably like the "dragon of fantasy", an external factor that is difficult to contend with and irresistible...

While thinking about it, Audrey also tried to organize her words and gave her own answer: "I will be sad and maybe lose all hope, but..."

She paused for two seconds, and Audrey knew that on the other side of the wooden partition, Mr. World was quietly listening to her answer.

"But I think if I can survive the most difficult period, there will still be new hope."

"Oh, I hope..." "The World" seemed to support his body and sit up a little higher, "Unfortunately, it has become a luxury hope."

"Then are you willing to talk about such extravagant hopes? Just let them go from your heart."

Klein put a hand on his forehead. He felt that it was incredible that he was not out of control yet and could still sit here and seek help from a "psychiatrist".

Klein nodded, not caring that Audrey couldn't see him now, and then covered his face with his right hand harder: "I don't know if you have heard of those fairy tales of Emperor Russell, the tutoring stories used for enlightenment. .”

Of course Audrey had heard it: "That's my childhood memory."

Childhood memories, well-known stories, turned into Russell's works. What would Huang Tao think if he knew the truth about our "time travel"?

Klein knew that the expression on his face must be ugly. Crying and laughing mixed together to form a grimace.

The hoarse voice of "The World" sounded: "Then you should have heard the story of Sleeping Beauty and the Prince."

"Yes, I have."

"There is such a person who spends a long period of sleep without knowing how much time has passed outside. Until one day, he wakes up..."

The voice of "The World" paused for a moment because of the pain, and then continued:

"He always thought that he was just, just in another dream, and that one day he would be able to find an exit and a way home. He thought that his family and the familiar world were still waiting somewhere, so he worked hard Improve yourself.

"Yes, he held out hope that one day he could wake up from this dream. This was the source of his efforts to survive. But in the end he discovered that he had slept for too long, maybe hundreds of years, or even Thousands of years, or longer than that, so that the outside world has completely changed...

"He found that he had woken up from his dream."

Audrey felt a huge boulder fall on her heart. It came from the despair of Mr. World. His collapsed belief seemed to have substantial weight, making her spirit body feel inexplicably depressed.

As a "psychiatrist", she can more completely and truly simulate the other person's psychological condition in her heart, but just objectively reproducing the pain makes Audrey feel sad as an outsider.

If he really slept for such a long time, then it would be even more difficult to go back and find his family, but Audrey felt that it was best to use this as an entry point to find a new direction and goal for the "world" .

Audrey took a moment to collect her thoughts, and then approached the board: "Then did his family leave anything behind? Are there any clues about them?"

"No."

"Then why did he fall into a deep sleep?"

"Why...I want to know too."

Realizing that the "world" was shaken due to this issue, Audrey took advantage of the situation and used "Soothing" again, and received very good results.

In Audrey's perception, "the world" seems to be holding on to that "why" and is using it as a rope to pull herself out of the trough.

Audrey showed a still sad smile. Fortunately, "The World" still thought of making an appointment with her for psychological treatment as soon as possible. He had not completely lost the motivation to live, and still wanted to seek guidance for self-help.

But before Audrey wanted to say anything else, the voice of "The World" sounded again, this time looking a little hesitant:

"Also, Miss Justice, I asked you before...if you find out that the person I am talking to you is also false, how will you deal with it?"

Audrey didn't fully understand this question: "What does this kind of 'falseness' mean?"

"The World" always seemed to grit his teeth when he spoke, and Audrey could feel his tense nerves:

"The identity of 'The World' as a member of the Tarot Club is fake, and the image he shows is fake. The same is true in the world outside the gray mist. Everything you see is fake. Everything..."

Audrey was very puzzled: "This is a meeting held by Mr. Fool, how could there be false members participating?"

Klein smiled weakly, but did not say what he was thinking - even gods are fake.

Audrey quickly realized that this was another knot of "The World":

"For us, the 'World' we come into contact with has always been a powerful, mysterious, and unexpectedly gentle person. No matter what his past situation was, whether it was real or not, our impression of Mr. World's companion , and my trust in you will not disappear because of this falsehood, will it?"

After a moment of silence, The World responded in a low voice, a little absent-mindedly, but seemed to have listened to Audrey's words.

Audrey thought for a moment and said softly: "Also, don't wear a mask that is too thick and show your true self appropriately."

The World was silent again for a few seconds, and Audrey felt that his mood changed from depression to confusion. The bitterness and guilt were still there, but the pain had gradually subsided, and it would not affect the mental state of The World.

When the voice from next door came again, it was no longer as vague as the beginning of the conversation: "Thank you, Miss Justice. Thank you sincerely for your explanation."

"Justice" used the ability of "pacification" again, smiled and comforted: "Actually, the most I do is listen and guide. What really supports you is your own heart."

The tone of "The World" seems to have become gentler: "We are here today, okay?"

"No problem, but please take time next week and we'll have another follow-up visit." Audrey knew that this was not something that could be solved in one go. The "world" was still confused about something, so she recommended a pair of Potions and advice on proper relaxation.

Just before leaving, Audrey knocked on the partition twice more: "Also, Mr. World, although I don't know the reason, please don't blame yourself too much... No one can do everything perfectly. ."

After sending "Justice" out of the gray fog, Klein stood up holding on to the wall and walked out of the small, dark confessional.