"Kelly! Wake up! Kelly!! Wake up!! "
Suddenly, a series of urgent shouts came from beside him.
Garen opened his eyes abruptly. A glaring light made him squint his eyes. Beside him, Dale Quicksilver was patting his face in confusion.
"What's wrong? Dale, what are you doing here? "Garon sat up and realized that it was just a dream.
"Why did you come to the basement to sleep?" Dale Quicksilver looked at Garon strangely, "Did you come here alone to study last night and decided to sleep here when you were tired? Didn't I tell you not to act alone and to wait for me? "
Garon realized that he was lying down in the basement, surrounded by a narrow gray-black wall. It was empty, and the floor and walls were made of cold gray-black stone bricks.
The basement wasn't entirely underground, half of the skylight was on the wall, and bright sunlight shone down. It didn't look like a basement, but more like a dungeon.
"What's going on? I remember sleeping in my own bedroom? "He lowered his head, feeling a piercing pain in his head.
Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart, and there was no sound around him.
In the blink of an eye, Dale Quicksilver in front of him disappeared.
He was surrounded by an empty basement room.
"Dale?"
"Dale?!!"
Garon got up from the ground and shouted a few times.
No one answered.
All of a sudden, his head started to hurt. He suddenly remembered a part of his memory, which he vaguely remembered. Dale woke him up in the basement, and it seemed to have been three days ago.
"Three days ago?" He held his head, and his vision became blurry. "What's going on? If it was three days ago, then what have I been doing for the past three days?! Why don't I remember anything? He was standing in front of me just now! "
He felt a piercing pain in his temples. His mind was in a mess.
"No! I can't stay in this castle any longer!! "
He hurriedly opened the door, rushed out of the basement, and ran along the empty corridor towards the castle gate.
Thump, thump, thump. The sound of footsteps echoed in the castle.
Bang!!
The castle gate was blasted open. Garon rolled out of the door, down the stone steps, and rolled a few times on the lawn before finally lying on his back.
Huff … huff … huff …
Garon gasped for breath, and a strong sense of drowsiness inexplicably came over him. Without any resistance, he fell into a deep sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes again. He was still lying on the bed in his bedroom in the castle.
"Kelly, are you awake?" Dale Quicksilver's voice came from outside the door.
"Back again?! Was that a dream? "Garon was startled and sat up. "This place … This place is too strange!!" He had goosebumps all over his body. The warm sunlight shone on his body through the window, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of warmth. However, when he recalled the scene just now, he felt that the scenery was much clearer now.
"Was it a dream?" He took a deep breath.
After getting out of bed, he hurriedly put on his clothes. He opened the door and saw Dale Quicksilver standing at the door, looking at him in surprise.
"What happened to you? You have dark circles under your eyes. You look like you didn't sleep well. "
"Nothing, just had a nightmare." Garon forced a smile.
"Nightmare?" Dale Quicksilver couldn't help but laugh. "A nightmare scared you like this? What happened? Come have some morning tea and tell us about it. "
"Sure." Garon rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that it was a bit ridiculous. "It's just that this nightmare wasn't normal."
"You go down first. It's in the lobby downstairs. I'll lock the doors and windows." Dale Quicksilver patted Garon's shoulder. "Looks like I shouldn't have given you that information."
"Don't worry, I'm not someone who gets scared easily." Garen chuckled as he walked out of the room and headed downstairs.
He didn't see Dale Quicksilver's slightly gloomy expression behind him.
*****
Lobby on the first floor.
Walking down the middle staircase, Garon saw Miss Si Lan sitting in the corner, slowly drinking a cup of hot black tea. She had changed into a tight dark brown hunting suit, her light blonde hair tied into a ponytail behind her back, accentuating her delicate white skin.
"Mr. Kelly, you're up too? Why do you look so tired? Did you not rest well? "
"I had a nightmare, hmm … it felt so real." Garon rubbed his eyebrows, walked to the table beside Si Lan and sat down.
"Have some tea, I just brewed it. I brought it from Garfield." Si Lan gestured for him to have some tea.
"Thank you."
Garen picked up a cup of slightly hot black tea and brought it to his nose to take a whiff. Instantly, a refreshing mint-like aroma greeted him, mixed with a faint cream and sweetness.
He took a sip and felt like he was drinking mint water.
"What kind of tea is this? It tastes weird. "
"I added other spices to refresh the mind. It helps to clear the mind in the morning. One of my uncles is a medical professor at Siris University. He taught me this method. "Si Lan smiled.
"Not bad, not bad." Garon nodded. "I do feel more clear-headed."
Dale Quicksilver also walked to the table and sat down. He picked up the prepared mahogany cup and gulped down a mouthful of tea.
"I'll arrange it like this later. We'll go hunting and prepare lunch and afternoon food. Then we'll go get water and clean the cutlery. We'll spend the afternoon inspecting the castle and the surrounding environment. "
"You're more experienced than I am. It's all up to you. I don't have any opinions." Garon shrugged.
"Oh right, Mr. Kelly …"
"Just call me Kelly."
"That's good. Kelly, you said you had a very realistic nightmare. What kind of nightmare could make you look like this? You look like you're not in the right state of mind." Dale Quicksilver was puzzled.
Garen took a sip of the hot tea. The cool mint mixed with the heat of the hot water flowed down his throat and into his stomach. He felt warm all over his body and a sense of sobriety permeated through his body.
"I dreamt …" He paused. "I dreamt that someone kept opening my door in the middle of the night, again and again. Every time I was about to fall asleep. "
He furrowed his brows. "It's very strange. I've never been here before. I've never been to this castle. I didn't expect to have such a nightmare."
"I remember that the information I gave you recorded the deaths of the three previous owners of this place. It was said that they kept having nightmares before they died. It's possible that you were worried after reading the information, and that's why you had such a strange dream, "Dale Quicksilver analyzed.
"Is there a record of their nightmares?" Garon asked curiously.
"No, but I had a dream yesterday. It wasn't a nightmare." Dale Quicksilver held his cane and looked up at the skylight. His face showed a trace of nostalgia and confusion.
"You're thinking about that again?" Si Lan's eyes flashed with worry. "It's been so long. You still can't let it go?"
"If only it were that simple." Dale Quicksilver smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness in his smile.
Garon sat on the side and glanced at the two's expressions. He didn't say anything.
After slowly finishing their morning tea and eating the pastries that Si Lan brought, the three of them stood up and picked up their hunting rifles and hunting knives.
Dale Quicksilver was holding a hunting rifle. He had changed into a dark green uniform that looked like a hunting uniform and put on a cylindrical hat.
Garon carried a half-meter long scimitar, but he was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday. It didn't look like a hunting uniform. It wasn't even as simple as Miss Si Lan's. In the end, he carried a linen sack and decided to do some logistics work.
The three of them tidied up the cutlery and walked out of the castle gate.
They closed the gate with a bang and locked it. Dale Quicksilver led the way to the right side of the castle.
"There's a big hole in the fence there. We can go straight to the forest from there." He started to load his hunting rifle as he walked. Every now and then, he would slide the rifle up and down, making clicking sounds.
"There aren't many animals around here. Luckily, we don't have a lot of people. If we can hunt something, we can eat a few meals."
Garon nodded and didn't say anything. He just raised the sack in his hand, meaning that he was only here to help. The rest was up to Dale.
Dale Quicksilver smiled and patted his hunting rifle confidently. He didn't say anything else.
The three of them came to the right side of the castle. There was a big hole in the black iron fence that was two people wide and one person tall. The metal railings of the fence seemed to have been smashed by something and were bent inward.
Dale Quicksilver was the first to carefully squeeze out of the big hole. He stood on the other side and waved at the other two.
Si Lan was the second to squeeze out of the hole. Her movements were smooth. Garon quickly followed, but the corner of his clothes was almost caught on the broken metal railings.
Outside the fence was a dark green forest. Small trees that were four to five meters tall were densely packed. Some were thick and some were thin. Together with the dense shrubs and grass on the ground, they could feel a chill coming from the depths of the forest even before they walked in.
The sun that had just risen couldn't shine into the forest at all. Even the warmth of the light was blocked outside. Sounds of birds chirping could be heard from the depths of the forest. Occasionally, there was a rustling sound from the grass. It seemed like something was quickly scurrying through the grass.
"This is the movement of a mountain rat. It's big and fat," Dale Quicksilver whispered. He bent down and tried to walk as quietly as possible. "I didn't expect to find something good right after we came out."
Si Lan smiled and started to follow behind him slowly.
Even though Garon had never hunted before, he knew that at this time, there shouldn't be any loud noises. He tiptoed and followed at the back.
Bang!
There was a sudden gunshot in front of them. He looked up and saw Dale Quicksilver put down his gun. White smoke was coming out of the barrel and a strong smell of gunpowder filled the air.
"Hehe, I got it!" Dale Quicksilver rubbed his nose and strode forward until he reached a bush about ten meters away. He used all his strength to push aside the bushes, rummaged through the bushes, and pulled out a black and gray mountain rat the size of a soccer ball.
"It's so big!" Garen exclaimed in surprise as he followed up to examine the mountain rat. It looked exactly like an enlarged version of a rat, except that its head had been blasted to smithereens, and the fur on its back was splattered with tiny spots of blood.
"Dale, your marksmanship is amazing. You can see a mountain rat running so fast from so far away." Garon gave Dale Quicksilver a thumbs up and patted the rat's fur. "Looks like this is enough meat for the three of us for the day."
"This isn't enough. We have to remove the internal organs and fur. There won't be much meat left. We have to hunt more." Dale Quicksilver shook his head and laughed.
Garon had never handled game himself. He didn't know anything about it, but he felt that everything was quite fresh. The gloomy mood from last night's nightmare also relaxed a lot.
The three of them continued to wander in the forest. Garon followed at the back. The mountain rat was in his pocket. It was quite heavy, about 20 pounds, which was close to 20 kilograms.
Following behind Miss Si Lan, Garon checked his body's attribute pane. His attributes didn't change much, but his strength increased a little. From the original 2.08 to the current 2.09, it was obviously the effect of the White Cloud Secret Technique.
"Many people know that the Level 3 White Cloud Secret Technique increases, but no one has ever reached the Level 4 Secret Technique. I guess no one knows what level I can reach. Now my martial arts are on the right track, but the absorption of potential is starting to stagnate. If I can figure out the source of the Antique of Tragedy's potential, I can follow a clear direction and not run around like a headless fly. "
Garon checked his body's condition while following the two in front of him. During this period of time, he had been training with his senior brothers and sisters. He gradually had the temperament of a martial artist. This was a change that came from the bottom of his heart. It was a natural change due to the change in his strength.
After a while, the three of them didn't encounter any other prey. Dale Quicksilver turned around and shouted.
"There's a castle's cellar in front. Do you want to take a look? We're already nearby. We can go there and rest. The gunshots probably scared the surrounding animals. Anyway, there's nothing to hunt around here. "
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