Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

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

It is the plain where the sun is about to set. The vast and boundless fields are covered with pale golden afterglow, and countless seedlings are swaying with the wind, giving people a soothing and peaceful feeling.

Louise stood on the path among the fields, with her fingertips across the golden ears of wheat, the smell of the harvest soaked into her nose, and her eyes turned to the distant distance. The chrysanthemum dusk and the pale yellow fields complement each other, making it impossible to distinguish the plain Where is the boundary of .

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

"Whose dream is here?"

Louise murmured softly, because she found that she 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 human subconsciousness."

Soon, a voice gave the answer, but the voice was heard, but the person was not seen.

"Who are you?" Louise asked.

"I am I," replied the unrecognizable, almost forgettable voice.

What kind of answer is this...Louis felt dissatisfied, and with this faint emotion, the ears of wheat around her swayed a little more. She took a few steps forward aimlessly, and continued to ask:

"Why am I here?"

"Because I want to see you."

These words sound very plain, but there is an absolutely unquestionable majesty hidden, as if you have to appear here because I want to see you...

"Why do you want to see me?" Louise plucked a wheat ear and put it in front of her eyes, 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 replied tacitly: "Jason Beria has a mission on his body, but now he was killed by you."

"What mission?" Louise asked flatly.

She should have known Jason Beria's mission very well, but now she raised this question as if she didn't know anything, and if you observe carefully, Louise's expression and state are obviously different from usual, At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten all the troubles and troubles, her whole body was as calm as water, and she had returned to her original state... To describe it in one word, it should probably be "pure".

That voice never paused, said: "Assassinate Duke Negan."

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

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

This sentence seems to have aroused a little reaction from Louise. The ears of wheat in her hand are slowly falling off, and she asked curiously:

"Who gave Jason Beria this mission?"

The voice said, "Me and my organization."

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

The voice paused, then calmly replied:

"Twilight Hermit Society."

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

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

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

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

"A chance to join the Twilight Hermit Society," the voice replied.

Louise thought for two seconds, and then asked:

"What price are you paying Jason Beria?"

"A card of blasphemy made by Russell, the 'Abyss' card." The voice gave the answer truthfully.

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

"Why not the 'Witch' card?"

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

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

Louise was silent, and the ears of wheat she held in her hands shook slightly, but the ears of wheat on the entire field became silent instantly, 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 churches."

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

"Can you promise?" Louise asked.

The voice replied, "I can assure you."

Louise didn't continue to ask questions, but looked down at the ears of wheat in her hand. After a long time, she decided:

"I accept your terms."

That voice had no joy of achieving its purpose, and it was still as flat as before:

"I look forward to that day."

"Goodbye, then."

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

The entire golden field regained its vitality, but in the next second, the world turned upside down, large areas of wheat fields disappeared, the sunset at dusk disappeared, everything in the world seemed to have become illusory, only that Louis The ears of wheat left behind by the silk quietly floated in mid-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 grasped by a pair of 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……"

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Louise disappeared from the endless field and slowly fell into the mortal world, but she didn't wake up immediately.

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

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

And when the first rays of the morning sun shone into the bedroom and warmed her cheeks, Louise finally woke up, never had such a wonderful feeling.

She stretched her waist greatly, revealing her slender and seductive curves.

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

She remembered the dream from last night.