Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

In the deep sea occupied by dreams, Klein wandered for a long time.

He almost forgot about the passage of time in the outside world. It wasn't until his spirit felt tired after a long absence that he reluctantly exited someone's dream.

The owner of this dream is sitting in a narrow cubicle in a high-rise office, entering numbers into a form on the computer screen. In fact, he is distracted and eavesdropping on his colleagues gossiping about the boss's family affairs, and occasionally takes a sip of the wine on the table. Pearl milk tea relieves boredom.

The sight of monitors, file folders, and A4 paper in front of Klein's eyes disappeared, but the sound of typing on the keyboard still seemed to echo in his ears, which was extremely nostalgic.

He looked around, sweeping across a large swath of balloon-like dreamland that floated and expanded from bottom to top. Klein couldn't see the end, and couldn't even count how many people he had passed through had been immersed in the phantoms for a long time.

He no longer controlled his body, but floated up with the tiny bubbles smaller than a fingernail. Klein looked at the bubbles wrapped with light spots. In the silver distorted reflection outside, he saw someone's reflection— —The "Fool" wearing Loen's formal suit and a half-top hat.

Klein closed his eyes with a smile. When he opened his eyes again, he had escaped from the gray fog and returned directly to his body in the real world.

It was different from the usual feeling of climbing into the gray fog. Klein rubbed his eyes. The soreness and numbness in his body gradually subsided after his spiritual stability.

Klein quickly glanced at the wall clock on the wall and realized that two hours had passed unknowingly, which was much longer than the time he usually spent in the gray fog. But in the deep ocean of the dream, Klein had no sense of the passage of time. He even suspected that the time there was different from reality.

As for those phantoms from the people in the light cocoon, it is difficult for Klein not to think of himself. Before leaving the light cocoon, his dreams must have been part of them.

What will happen in my dreams? All the life as "Zhou Mingrui"?

As soon as Klein thought of this, he vaguely touched another layer of hidden fear, and he immediately gave up his idea.

If he slips further into self-doubt, Klein's spiritual intuition tells him that things will get worse, and losing control is the inevitable outcome.

But judging from the time, it seems that I really experienced a lucid dream? It always felt like I stayed there longer. Oops, that's a lot of time lost!

Klein quickly packed up the things in the house. The moment he untied the spiritual wall and opened the window, a skylark crashed in from outside the house like a cannonball and slammed into Klein's head.

"hiss……"

Klein touched the skin where the bird's beak had punctured it, activated his "Faceless Man" ability, rubbed the skin twice with his fingers, and completely hid the wound.

Sure enough, there is still some news about what he is doing here, at least it cannot be completely hidden from Norns, otherwise this little guy would not be so aggressive and lose such a big temper.

Knowns did not pester Klein further, and ignored the owner of the bedroom who had locked him out for a long time. Skylark anxiously circled in the room and kept making low calls.

But after a long time, there was no buzzing response. Norns landed on the edge of the carpet, staring down at a bit of ashes on the ground, opening and closing his mouth to make a short trill, as if he was regretting something.

Klein could even see the sense of loss in Skylark's eyes, which was too complicated an emotion for a little bird.

He noticed that the place where Norns stayed was where the crystal ball had stayed before. Because the herbs were burned when praying to the goddess, there was a little residual ashes left.

What Norns is looking for can only be those light spots... According to Norns, are those its companions? Same race? It seemed eager to be with them.

Klein leaned down, slowly reached out and approached Norns, and gently stroked Skylark's head twice for comfort. When he held it in his hand, Skylark did not struggle. He just raised his head again and screamed at Klein twice in grievance.

"I sent them somewhere else. You want to see them?"

When Klein asked this, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, because he didn't even know if the key was still on the gray mist, and he was even worried that it was just a one-time product and had disappeared due to the consumption of power.

However, Knownes' reaction reassured Klein.

The skylark raised its wings, wiped its beak twice with the tip of its feather, and opened and closed its beak several times.

Klein felt that the guess he just made about his "companion" was simply a joke from hell: "No, absolutely not! I can't feed you anymore."

The skylark kept making cuckoo-like noises, jumping angrily on Klein's hand, and walking back and forth around the bit of ashes.

Klein sighed and went out to let Secret Puppet check his schedule.

Mr. Dwayne Dantès is very busy. He also has to deal with the interpersonal relationships among the upper echelons of the kingdom and interact with colleagues he is familiar with. The Charitable Student Aid Foundation has recently contacted several new schools in the East District. The arrangements of the military and The king's plan...

There is also the collection and digestion of potion materials.

He couldn't stay immersed in that dream.

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A palace surrounded by gray fog.

Leonard Mitchell leaned back to make himself more comfortable in the high-backed bronze chair.

However, Leonard is not as bold as the "Devil" and dares to show off during the Tarot Club. Even at this moment, he has not forgotten that this is the Kingdom of God of "The Fool". Although "The Fool" is not here now, he may be watching them from somewhere.

For Leonard, this is the first time he has come here alone with "the world" to have a private conversation. He didn't know before that he could apply to "The Fool" to use this hall. This was a good place to isolate himself from outside prying eyes. Even the "Stealer" angel parasitic on him didn't know anything about the gray mist.

After all, in the previous small-scale Tarot meetings, when several people brainstormed and made plans together, they never called Mr. "Star" at all.

Those who have received similar treatment include "Sun" and "Moon", as well as "Demon" who speaks very disgusting words, so this can hardly be said to be an isolation of "Stars".

But it’s better not to let Leonard know about this kind of thing. Klein silently thought in his heart that he was not the "World" wearing a black robe today, but had directly changed into his original appearance, sitting in the position of "The World" as "Cline Moretti".

Leonard didn't know that his former colleague a few seats away was thinking some random thoughts in his mind. He leaned lazily on the armrest: "Why are you looking for me all of a sudden?"

"I have something to ask of you."

Leonard pointed at himself and expressed his confusion with a rising nasal voice: "You need my help? Are you looking for Palles?"

Ever since he learned that Klein was a demi-god, Leonard had felt a sense of powerlessness. He once thought that maybe some people were born to be extraordinary. Then Pales laughed at such an idea and told Leonard, People who can become God's favored ones will definitely receive corresponding protection.

However, when Pales said this, he was afraid that the boy would be proud, so he did not tell Leonard that this young man had been promoted faster than many people.

Leonard didn't think he could help Klein. After all, his old friend had become a demigod, and Leonard himself had just accumulated enough merits a few days ago, held a ceremony, and was promoted to a Sequence Five "Spirit Witch". It didn't take long.

"Is this considered self-knowledge?" Klein teased, then said seriously, "But I am indeed looking for you, mainly to explore a few dreams."

"Then you got the right person, this is my strength." Leonard nodded shamelessly, and then smiled again, "But I really didn't expect that you would actually see me with your original appearance, and even make fun of me. My mind is not as gloomy as before."

"Maybe it's because things have been going well lately. Once in a while, you can be yourself and it's not easy to lose your true feelings," Klein replied.

"Very good. You said you want to explore dreams, so you should have a corresponding goal? Whose dream?"

"A Loen soldier from a hundred years ago, a noble from the Fourth Age, an ascetic from the Third Age, and an elf and a giant from the Second Age."

Leonard subconsciously raised his hand to pick his ears to make sure he was not hearing hallucinations, but he was a spirit body now, and Klein said so many words that he would not hear every word wrong.

Leonard looked at his serious-looking former colleague in disbelief: "Wait, what are you talking about? Who are you talking about?"

Klein repeated it again. Seeing Leonard still staring at him blankly, he couldn't help but smile and gave the answer:

"Don't worry, the target we want to enter the dream is not a demigod. It's just because of the influence of a certain special item that part of their consciousness has 'lived' to the present. I also want to explore the secret of that special item through dreams, so I thought of it. Come and ask for your help."

"I thought you found an angel from somewhere..." Leonard wiped his face and finally regained some composure.

Klein continued: "That Fourth Epoch noble is a member of the Zoroastrian family. You may be able to use his dreams to learn more about that angel."

"Hearing what you said, I'm actually looking forward to it."

"Don't tell Him about this yet until we confirm the situation."

Leonard glanced at Klein and replied angrily: "You don't need to remind me, I know it needs to be kept secret."

"Not bad, much more reliable than before."

Leonard cleared his throat and sat up straighter. He raised his head high and said, "Hey, you are not the only one who is making progress! I will catch up with you one day."

Klein nodded casually: "Really? I will look forward to that day. Remember, give me a few drops of blood when you go back. This is a necessary preparation."

"no problem."

In Leonard's unthinking answer, Klein grasped the unadulterated trust.