Dreams!
Dreams! Dreams! Dreams!!!
Dreams that felt so real! It even made Søren wonder if all this was a dream!
He rarely dreamed.
In Søren's memory, the number of times he dreamed could be counted on one hand. But he didn't know why, as long as he closed his eyes now, he would soon have a dream one after another. And these dreams all had similar beginnings. People prayed to the 'God of Half-elves and Rogues' in their dreams, and he would dream about things that happened about an hour after the prayer began.
Things that felt so real!
Such dreams were not long. Søren's dreams were one after another, each from a different person, and they lasted only about an hour.
Sometimes he didn't even sleep at all, and just closed his eyes to take a nap, but he would soon be dragged into all kinds of strange dreams.
He was going crazy!
Although he didn't know what the reason was, Søren knew that it must have something to do with the God of Half-elves and Rogues, and the divine power he absorbed.
There was no time to find out.
Søren's current state was very bad! His whole person seemed to be in a daze, and he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or in reality!
His mind was a little confused.
It was like a storage device that suddenly stored too much information, and then all the space was piled up.
Søren felt that his brain was about to crash!
Electric current.
Strange electric current, jumping data, countless 0's and 1's.
Søren even felt like he was back in Amber City when he was lying in bed for half a month. The only difference was that he was now much stronger than before, and this degree of pain was still within his tolerance range. His body could still withstand this crazy feeling, so he hadn't completely collapsed yet. But the feeling of countless streams of data, a series of dreams, the voices of countless people, and so on, piled up together as if his brain was about to explode, was still there!
Søren really felt that his brain was about to explode!
Since leaving the Underdark, his mental state had plummeted, and sometimes even his mind would be temporarily blank.
Because he suddenly heard the voices of countless people.
This incomparably chaotic voice pierced directly into his brain. Hundreds and thousands of words were all connected together. It should have been a chaotic sound, but he could hear every single one of them very clearly.
The end result was that the brain became more and more unbearable and painful.
Søren even suspected that he had become something like a terminal processor. His brain was like a supercomputer in his previous life, constantly receiving large amounts of information. All of this information was transmitted to Søren's brain, causing his mind and body to bear a huge burden.
The body of a mortal!
Søren was in a lot of pain. He was only awake for a few hours a day.
His mind was in a daze!
Most of the time, he was like a god, using some kind of high and mighty perspective to pass through one after another incomparably realistic dreams.
He couldn't break free from these dreams.
This was because as long as the call of prayer rang out, his brain would begin to receive countless information.
He was in great pain!
It was extremely painful!
It was more painful than any other battle! … …
This kind of pain didn't come from the body, but from the mind. His head was very painful, very swollen, very dizzy, and very uncomfortable. He couldn't use any clear words to describe it because he felt that he couldn't even organize words. His brain was always filled with electric current, countless weak electric current jumping, and countless data appearing. This kind of pain that directly affected the brain was simply driving him crazy!
He wanted to go back to the outer islands.
But in fact, he was awake less and less every day.
He was like a madman.
He wandered in the wilderness with an unconscious woman. Occasionally, there would be some reckless monsters that came to provoke them, but in the end, they all became ghosts under his sword.
He wandered in the black wilderness east of the Spider Forest, and in just a week, many people heard about him.
The residents of the nearby towns saw a wandering figure.
… … …
It rained.
The cold rain fell from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it was almost May.
With the arrival of summer, the rainstorms became more frequent. It was said that there was a river change in the south, which directly flooded many places, causing many people to become homeless.
This was the main road to the Valoran Duchy.
Passing through the border of the Spider Forest, then entering the black wilderness, and finally from the Howling Wind Canyon to the boundary of the Valoran Duchy.
A large group of fully armed people was moving forward.
In front of the group was a heavy knight riding a tall horse, and on both sides were well-equipped infantry guards. At a glance, one could tell that the owner of the group was a noble.
The rain seemed to be getting heavier.
It was obvious that this group of people was in a hurry because they didn't intend to find a place to take shelter from the rain.
There was a slight disturbance in front.
Then, the whole group came to a stop. Then, a burly knight rode forward and shouted, "What's wrong? Why did you suddenly stop! "
There was someone in front.
In the middle of the group, a wide and exquisite carriage lifted the curtain, and then a young noble lady poked her head out and said, "Sir Eden? What happened? "
The knight who rode forward glanced and replied, "Nothing! There are two travelers in front! "
"I'll make them make way now!"
Thud.
The sturdy metal boots landed on the ground. The burly Sir Eden put his hand on the hilt of his sword and motioned others to make way. His expression was very vigilant because this place was close to the Spider Forest and the black wilderness. It was easy to encounter some dangerous existences. There were two people in front of him, a woman and a man. The woman held the man's hand and stood in the rain. She was wearing a large cloak, and her face couldn't be seen clearly.
But the man behind her could be seen clearly.
With just a glance, Sir Eden judged that he was a difficult character to deal with because there was a sense of oppression on his body.
The only thing that puzzled him a little was.
The man's eyes were blank, and it could even be said that he was a little dull. He looked like a mentally retarded person.
He just stood there stupidly and let the woman in front of him hold his hand.
Sir Eden was just about to order the two people in front of him to make way, but suddenly he seemed to have seen something. He couldn't help but tremble, and his tone slowed down a lot. He said in a deep voice, "I don't know what this witch wants to do here?"
Witch.
He saw the wizard's robe under the cloak.
"We don't mean any harm."
A gentle female voice sounded, and in an instant, Sir Eden let go of his hostility because he felt that the two people in front of him didn't seem to be hostile.
The woman held the man's hand and walked forward. The man followed silently and blankly.
"We just want to ask you to give us a ride. We will leave once we reach our destination."
…
In the carriage.
A beautiful noble young lady stared at the two people in front of her with widened eyes. Sir Eden, who was responsible for protecting her, didn't allow any outsiders to get close to her, let alone sit in her carriage. But now, not only did two outsiders come to her, but they also sat in her carriage directly.
She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but the woman in front of her only said softly, "Relax." Then, she really relaxed.
If it's just on the way, it shouldn't be a problem, right?
She felt inexplicably relieved.
The entire group moved forward quickly as though the small episode just now didn't happen.
It was still raining outside.
The tall woman took off her cloak and covered her face with a veil. After the young man beside her sat down, she took out a clean cloth and gently wiped the man's cheeks, wiping the rainwater off his body. The young man sat on the spot motionlessly. His expression was dull and his eyes were dull. He looked like a puppet, allowing the woman in front of him to do whatever she wanted.
The young lady couldn't help but feel a little curious!
She widened her eyes and observed the two people in front of her. After a while, she suddenly asked, "Is he your servant?"
The veiled woman didn't turn around and replied, "No."
The young lady tilted her head and sized up the man and woman in front of her. She continued to ask, "Then, is he your companion?"
The veiled woman didn't speak and only shook her head gently.
The young lady looked disappointed. She carefully observed the two people in front of her. The veiled woman's movements were very meticulous. At this moment, she was gently helping the man tidy up his clothes. The young lady asked excitedly, "Then, is he your husband?"
The veiled woman let out a chuckle and shook her head again.
The young lady finally couldn't guess. She hung her head dejectedly and said, "Then, I can't guess!"
The veiled woman stood up.
She was tall and looked at the young lady in front of her. She slowly said, "He is my master."
"My god …" [MY-GOD!]
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