Soon, the Lady of the Moon finished reading the letter.
There were four things she could glean from the letter. First, the writer's name was Uriel. Second, there seemed to be some kind of grudge between Uriel and Gulaimo. Third, Uriel had recorded the score of a song called Black Sheep Confession. Fourth, Uriel invited Gulaimo to perform the song.
The rest of the information was negligible. Lady of the Moon believed that the third point was the most important one.
— Information about the score of Black Sheep Confession.
What was strange was that Uriel claimed that the "Black Sheep Confession" was not his original composition, but that he had obtained it from a dream.
Uriel did not know what kind of "dream" it was.
"If Uriel is not lying, then this is an anomaly." The Lady of the Moon pointed at the "dream" on the letter.
Mr. Sun pondered for a moment. "Normally speaking, anomalies related to dreams are rare. This is because the Dream Realm is relatively ethereal and far from the material world. "
"Most of the anomalies related to dreams are caused by Dream Creatures."
For example, Dream Eaters, Nightmares, and so on.
"But leaving a score in a dream doesn't seem like the work of a Dream Monster," Mr. Sun said. "Maybe a Dream Wizard left it for fun?"
"But if it's related to a wizard, why does the supernatural aura contain information about the Nightmare Realm?"
Mr. Sun was puzzled.
Was it the Dream Realm or the Nightmare Realm?
The Lady of the Moon also found it strange. "We can't figure it out just by thinking about it. Let's go see Uriel. "
Uriel's address was not recorded on the letter, but with their abilities, it was not hard to find Uriel.
Mr. Sun thought for a moment and nodded. "You're right. We can find the answer from Uriel. Let's go see Uriel! "
Since the decision was made, they did not waste any time and went their separate ways.
Mr. Sun went to the study and redid the decorations. The harp score was related to the anomaly, so he had to take it with him.
However, they would not purposely interfere with a mortal's life, not to mention that the mortal was an artist they admired. Therefore, to avoid Gulaimo's suspicion, Mr. Sun made a copy of the score.
The content was still the Black Sheep Confession, but it was not the original version.
On the other hand, the Moon Lady came to the hall on the first floor and prepared to leave.
As soon as she arrived on the first floor, she saw a scene that gave her a slight headache. She was sitting tiredly on a big sofa, surrounded by all kinds of kittens.
It looked like an emperor who was obsessed with beauty.
Being addicted to beauty was nothing to the Moon Lady.
The main point was!
The other kittens surrounded Tired, and Tired seemed to be affected by the kittens around him. He yawned, and his eyelids slowly drooped …
Just as its tired eyelids were about to close, it suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing into its eyes. In the next second, its upper and lower eyelids seemed to be glued together, unable to close at all.
His sleepiness was instantly awakened.
The tired and confused eyes regained focus. Looking closely, it turned out that the eyelids were not glued together, but the Moon Lady had walked out of the Moon World and forced its eyelids open with her hands.
"You promised me! Don't fall asleep!" The Moon Lady opened its eyes and blew air into them.
Tired: "… Your mouth stinks."
The Moon Lady saw that Tired's eyes were awake again, so she let go of the eyelids and gave it a big slap on the head. "You have a bad sense of smell. People say that my mouth smells good."
Tired narrowed its eyes. "Who are they?"
The Moon Lady glared at Tired. "It's none of your business! Get up, we need to go somewhere else. "
She reached out and held Tired in her arms. Before Tired could react, the Moon Lady had returned to the Moon World.
Time and space reversed.
When Tired woke up, it was no longer in the warm hall of the castle. Instead, it was in the forest of the Night Mountain.
Behind it was the Moon Lady, and beside her was Mr. Sun, who had been waiting for them for a long time.
The mountain mist was blowing, and it was bone-chilling.
Tired could not help but shiver. At this moment, his sleepiness completely disappeared.
"We're leaving just like that?" Tired asked, "Did you find the anomaly?"
Mr. Sun nodded and handed the score to Tired. "This should be the anomaly."
Tired stared at the score for a few seconds and frowned. "It's … the smell of the Nightmare Realm. But it's a bit strange. I think it has the smell of the Dream Realm? "
Mr. Sun and the Moon Lady paused for two seconds and looked at each other. "Are you sure it still has the smell of the Dream Realm?"
Tired's perception of basic logic was not weaker than theirs.
In fact, Tired had been staying in the Prophet's Temple all year round, so he might be more knowledgeable than them.
This was also the reason why Mr. Sun handed the music score directly to Mr. Weary.
However, what they didn't expect was that Tiredness would give them an answer that was rather surprising.
They had all sensed the smell of the Nightmare Realm.
They did not find the smell of the Dream Realm.
But they did not think that Tired was talking nonsense. In Uriel's letter, he clearly mentioned that the score was obtained from a dream. It might have something to do with the Dream Realm …
Tired: "I'm not sure. It's like the smell of the Dream Realm, but there are some differences."
Tired shook its head, then nodded.
It thought carefully and gave an ambiguous answer in the end. "I can't describe it in detail, but you can think of it as the smell of fish and Chameleon Grass."
Fish and Chameleon Grass both had the smell of fish, but they were fundamentally different.
That was how Tired sensed the score.
It sensed the smell of the Dream Realm, but it was not the same as the real Dream Realm. Even the smell of the Nightmare Realm was not the same as the real Nightmare Realm.
Still, Tired had never come into contact with the Nightmare Realm. He was more familiar with the Dream Realm because he had spent most of his life sleeping.
Therefore, he could only conclude that the smell of the Dream Realm on the score was not the same.
"Not the same …" The Moon Lady and Mr. Sun looked at each other.
They could understand the meaning of tiredness, but they didn't know why it happened.
Among all the special realms, the Dream Realm and the Nightmare Realm were the ones they had the least contact with.
"Forget it. Let's not think about it. I don't think we can figure it out. Let's just ask Uriel. "The Moon Lady sighed.
Tired asked blankly, "Who's Uriel?"
"He's the owner of this score. Well, I guess he's the owner." The Moon Lady briefly explained what happened on the third floor.
After listening to it tiredly, he wasn't surprised. After all, obtaining music scores in one's dreams wasn't anything new.
Most of the dreams were bizarre and even deviated from the orthodox path.
In a dream that was completely different from the real world, what you felt and touched was all new and interesting. It could even be a burst of inspiration after being suppressed in the heart.
In such a situation, it was common to have a burst of inspiration.
With inspiration and the ability to compose, it was only natural that one could compose a song in one's dream.
Tired asked, "Speaking of which, do you have Uriel's address?"
The Moon Lady and Mr. Sun shook their heads.
"Then how do we find him?"
As soon as Tired finished speaking, he saw the Moon Lady and Mr. Sun looking at him at the same time …
"Why don't you take a sniff?" The Moon Lady suggested with a smile.
Tired froze for a moment, then seemed to realize something. He bristled angrily and struggled out of the Moon Lady's arms. "I'm a cat, not a dog!"
The Moon Lady shrugged and said innocently, "I didn't say you were a dog. What I meant was that your nose is more sensitive than ours."
Tired frowned at the Moon Lady coldly. "You can use the remaining pheromones to search."
"We can, but the pheromones are too messy. It'll take a lot of time to search." The Moon Lady looked up at Tired. "But you're different. You can lead us to the place just by smelling the ink. Won't that save us time?"
Tired wanted to argue, but he felt that the Moon Lady was right.
He hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head. "Fine, I'll help you this time."
"Okay, a hundred million times it is." The Moon Lady hugged Tired again, and the Sun Lady gently put his arm around the Moon Lady's shoulder. They smiled at each other from where Tired could not see.
Tired sniffed the ink on the paper, then closed his eyes and began to search for the pheromones in the air.
After a while, he found the vein of the pheromones.
"Over there." Tired looked at the southwest side of Dawn City.
A few minutes later.
They had arrived at a corner of Dawn City. The night was dark, and they did not meet anyone along the way. Even if they met someone, it would not affect them.
Because they had been walking in the Moon World.
When they arrived at their destination, the Moon Lady and the Sun Lady slowly walked out of the Moon World and appeared in the real world.
They looked at the desolate area around them, and then at the shabby two-story attic in front of them.
"This is where Uriel lives?" Tired held his chin with his paws. "It looks like a slum."
"Slums can't afford to live in attics with a courtyard." The Moon Lady knocked Tired's head.
Moreover, the harp was not a skill that slums could come into contact with.
The Moon Lady looked at the attic. She did not use her spiritual power to sense it … because she was worried that she would disturb the source of the anomaly.
However, from the information in the air and the feedback of the life force field, she could basically confirm that there was a living person in the attic.
There was only one person.
If she was not mistaken, it should be Uriel.
"Let's go in," the Lady of the Moon said softly. She summoned the Ring of Moonlight and covered their bodies.
In the next second, they transmigrated into the attic.
The first floor was a bit messy, and there was a faint stench in the air … It was the smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of sweat.
If she was not mistaken, the owner of this place should be an "alcoholic."
The Moon Lady also sensed a familiar pheromone in the stench. The pheromone here was the same as the one on the music score, which meant that this was the source of the music score.
There was nothing wrong with the first floor. They stepped on the slightly old stairs and went up to the second floor.
There were two rooms on the second floor. One was a storeroom, and the other was a bedroom.
The doors of both rooms were open, and they could clearly see the situation inside.
The Moon Lady saw at a glance that there was a man sleeping on the bed in the bedroom. From the frequency of his breathing, she could tell that he was sleeping at this time.
This was Uriel?
But, wasn't Uriel a harp player? Why was there no harp in the room? Instead, there was a piano right across the bed.
Moreover, this piano was obviously very expensive and did not match this dilapidated attic at all.
The piano also showed that Uriel was not an ordinary person.
"Like before, you go check the underlying logic of the storeroom. Tiredness and I will check Uriel's underlying logic." The Moon Lady said to Mr. Sun.
Mr. Sun nodded.
Silently, they entered the bedroom and began to divide the work.
But just as they were about to move, Uriel, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.
This startled Tiredness and he almost screamed.
Fortunately, the Moon Lady covered his mouth. Plus, they were all hidden in the shadow of the moon. Uriel did not notice the three pairs of eyes in the room.
"What's going on? Isn't it just midnight … Why is he awake?"
A Spirit Bond connected the Moon Lady, Mr. Sun, and Tiredness. The one who spoke was the black cat, Tiredness.
The Moon Lady said, "Maybe he sleeps during the day and is a night owl?"
Tiredness said, "I'm thinking, could it be that the anomaly sensed us? Otherwise, why would he wake up as soon as we came in? "
The Moon Lady and Mr. Sun did not answer, but they had the same thought.
The timing of Uriel's awakening was too coincidental. Could it really be the anomaly's doing?
Just as they were talking, Tiredness suddenly pointed at the bed. "He's up!"
Uriel, who had just opened his eyes a second ago, suddenly climbed out of bed with a face full of urgency. He rushed to the table and took out a stack of paper from the drawer. Then, he picked up a fountain pen soaked in ink and started scribbling on the paper.
"He's writing music?" Tiredness glanced at the words on the paper.
Even though Tiredness did not know much about art, he had at least read the original score of "Black Sheep Confession". Uriel's writing was complicated, but the symbols were similar to the "Black Sheep Confession". It was obviously music.
And it was probably a harp score.
After he finished recording, Uriel wrote down the name of the score at the top of the paper: "Wind's 32 Quartets".
After he finished recording the "Wind's 32 Quartets", Uriel immediately put it aside and started writing down new scores.
His writing was fast, and he hummed as he recorded, as if he was trying to deepen his memory of the music.
In the eyes of the Moon Lady, his behavior was very strange.
He was so anxious to record it, as if he would forget it if he was late …
"Could it be that he obtained some music score in his dream again?"
(End of Chapter)
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