Scarlet had been having this fragmented dream a lot lately. Inside a tall and spacious Gothic temple, the broken arches and pillars looked like jagged bones floating in the darkness. A giant rose window hung above her head. Sunlight shone through the soft lead, turning it into a mix of amethyst and sapphire, forming a dark and mysterious light that seeped into the darkness.
She was fixed on the cold altar, her hands and feet were tightly bound, and there was a strange dagger in her chest that was still dripping with blood. Her life force was slowly fading away. The spacious temple was filled with people, but no matter how much she screamed, no one paid her any attention.
There was only one woman chattering beside her. The woman was shrouded in a thick shadow, so Scarlet couldn't see her face or hear what she was mumbling.
After a while, the woman suddenly walked forward. Scarlet's eyes widened.
She screamed and realized that she was sitting up in bed, drenched in cold sweat. The strange scene around her had long disappeared. The carved bedposts and light muslin curtains melted into the darkness. Not far away, a crystal ornament on the maple desk gave off a faint light. This was still her bedroom. The moonlight that seeped in through the window gently diluted the darkness.
Her ponytail had come undone long ago. Strands of fiery red hair stuck to her face. Sweat soaked the blanket and it was cold.
Scarlet was stunned for a moment. She hugged herself helplessly and shivered.
"You had a nightmare again." Ovina appeared in human form and asked with concern.
"…"
"Still that dream?"
Scarlet nodded.
"It must have been hard on you. You must have been under so much pressure recently."
"That dream …"
Ovina shook her head slightly. She bent down to open Scarlet's arms. She looked into her eyes and comforted her. "The witches believe that dreams are mirrors of reality. Therefore, there is a saying that dreams and reality are the exact opposite. This dream means that your Lord will come to save you soon."
Scarlet looked up. Her clear eyes were filled with a serious questioning look, as if she was asking, "Really?"
Ovina couldn't help but laugh. She reached out and scratched her nose. "Of course it's real. Have I ever lied to you?"
Cee looked at her suspiciously.
Ovina blushed, which was a rare sight. She sighed and said, "Alright, alright. Let's not talk about the cake I tricked you out of last time. That was just an accident. Why are you such a vengeful human girl?"
"Because … it's very important," Cia said in a very small voice.
"This matter is very important to you, I understand. But do you still trust your Lord?"
Qian nodded without hesitation.
Ovina couldn't help but stare at her in shock. "What a lucky guy." She sighed almost imperceptibly.
"Since you're so sure that your Lord will come to save you, what else do you have to worry about?"
"I'm worried … My Lord."
"Silly child." Ovina's heart softened and she patted her shoulder. "You're still worrying about others at a time like this. Don't worry, that guy will be fine."
As if she had accepted Ovina's consolation, Scarlet finally calmed down a little.
"Ovina, what time is it?" she asked. She felt like she had slept for a long time and her head was heavy.
"Cheer up," Ovina answered. "It's dawn, Scarlet."
…
The carriage creaked as it rocked back and forth. Behind the hood of the carriage was the autumn scenery of the outskirts of Bank Field. The dazzling golden light dyed the boundless land, and the horizon was dotted with farmhouses and windmills. Rolling clouds piled up to form the shape of mountains and rivers, and the wind pushed them forward slowly. The leaves of the tall Cruz poplar trees on both sides of the road rustled. Sunlight shone through the branches of the trees, creating a scene of autumn.
But no one in the carriage was in the mood to enjoy this rare scenery.
The second-hand carriage swayed uncontrollably as it moved forward, as if it would break apart at any moment. The interior of the carriage was dark and dim. Bits and pieces of light shone through the holes in the hood and fell on the faces of Brando and the others, who all had different expressions on their faces.
"Who on earth bought this carriage …?"
Vahina's face was pale. She couldn't help but ask the question. Before she could finish, she couldn't help but cover her mouth. Her chest churned and she rolled her eyes, almost throwing up again. But there was only acid left in her stomach. She had thrown up all her breakfast, including the red wine stewed beef and baked trout she had eaten the night before.
The others were a little better, but they couldn't help but feel a little worried when they saw the young lady.
"Hipamila … …" Brendel's expression was a little ugly. Although his physique was far superior to that of a normal person, this carriage was a little too much. More importantly, he had seen at least three rivets happily jumping off the pillars of the carriage so far. The whole carriage was as if it was possessed, clanking and clanking. Only God knew when it would fall apart in the next moment.
There was still a long way to go before they reached the capital of the Empire. Without the carriage, they would have to walk for at least a day. But it was already past noon and the nearest inn was more than twenty miles away.
"I'm sorry …"
The priestess looked very awkward under everyone's stares. She answered helplessly, "Because … it's cheap. The goddess … taught us …"
"It's good to be thrifty," Brando couldn't help but sigh. "But you've been fooled. How is this a second-hand car? This carriage is almost scrapped! And those two horses, with Martha on top, I can't bear to let them continue to pull the carriage. If the Animal Protection Association … Well, I mean the Druids, if those guys see this, I'm afraid trouble will come knocking on our door. "
"What's there to worry about a bunch of people playing with grass?" Andrique replied nonchalantly. "If they dare to come, I'll dare to kill them."
Brando glared at her. The vampire siblings' strength had just recovered to the state of Elemental Awakening. He didn't know where they got their confidence from.
"I'm sorry."
Hipamira apologized very sincerely.
However, not everyone was frowning. At least beside the vampire princess, Morpheus's attention was completely focused on the rays of sunlight that penetrated through the holes in the roof of the carriage. The spots of light fell on the tip of his nose, making it look like faint freckles. The vampire youth, who was even more beautiful than the girl, was concentrating on counting the holes in the roof of the carriage. He was completely focused on counting the number of holes in the roof of the carriage. He was muttering under his breath, but no one knew if he had counted to seventy-one or seventy-two.
On the other side, Brando saw the Roman who was secretly laughing happily.
Noticing Brando's frown and looking over, Romaine replied guiltily and breathlessly, "Heh heh heh … Brando, if you had let me show up earlier … heh heh heh … It wouldn't be so troublesome … Oh, my stomach, hahahaha, this carriage is actually very interesting, isn't it?"
"Ouch —!" Before she could finish her sentence, Brando pinched her face.
Brendel frowned as he looked at the guy who was gloating over his misfortune. This guy had sneaked off the ship again. It was fine that he didn't settle the score with her, but now he actually dared to walk into the muzzle of the gun. He was simply asking for death.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch," Roman tilted her body and was in so much pain that tears were about to fall, "Bu … Brando, I was wrong!"
"What were you wrong about?"
"I shouldn't have said that it was very interesting when I was very serious. As a merchant, you should at least have the ability to observe people's expressions. Yes … I shouldn't have sneaked off the ship. "
Brando couldn't help but stare at her coldly before letting go of his hand. He knew very well that she wanted to stay with him regardless of the danger. He was touched, but this kind of undisciplined action was too lawless. It wasn't the first time she had done it, and she refused to change.
After the Roman escaped from the clutches of the demon, she hurriedly shrank behind Metisha like a frightened rabbit. There, she frowned and stared at him with a very unhappy look.
Metisha smiled helplessly, "My Lord, don't worry. The Shire used magic to maintain the carriage. It won't be a problem to last until the outskirts of Rushta. Miss Roman was asked to stay by Lady Mithril. This time, it's not entirely her fault. "
Brando frowned. The Silver Dragon had finally left the convoy two days ago. Before that, she had proposed to let Roman stay, but he didn't agree. Disguising as a caravan required a person who was truly knowledgeable, but he knew that this disguise wasn't really to fool the Silver Queen. It was just to reduce the trouble on the road. Besides, Delfien had also managed the business of the Nidevan family, so she could be considered knowledgeable.
But he always felt that Mithril had a deeper meaning. Otherwise, she wouldn't have smiled and not answered his question.
Now that he thought about it, the Silver Dragon might have known that the Roman had secretly used witchcraft to hide in the convoy. She might even have helped.
What Brando couldn't figure out was why she did this.
"But now it seems that at least part of Lady Mithril's suggestion is very reasonable." The Shire suddenly smiled and helped Romaine out of her predicament.
Opposite him, Delphine, the daughter of the prime minister of the empire, blushed slightly, but she did not refute. She only turned her head away silently. She was in charge of the family's business activities, but in fact, she was only responsible for the general direction and determining the strategic intentions. As for the minor details, she had capable servants to help her complete them.
A few days ago, she confidently told Brando that she was fully qualified for this position, but in reality?
In the end, when she arrived at the prosperous market of Eleven Leaves City, Delfien was at a loss as to how to buy a second-hand carriage. She knew the prices of commodities in the Sublime Inland Sea and the future trend of the autumn and summer. She knew every detail of the burning, storage, transportation, and sale of charcoal in Cloak Bay. She knew when to stock up on goods and how to deal with the most powerful merchants in the Empire.
But she didn't know how to bargain with a skinny secondhand dealer who looked a bit like a monkey.
In fact, she had offended the seller completely with just a few words. In the end, Hipamira had to bite the bullet and spend a lot of money to buy a 'second-hand carriage' back.
Which was this old carriage in front of them.
Vahina was still vomiting by the side of the carriage, and the inside of the carriage fell into an awkward situation. Brando shook his head. Who could he blame? Hipamira had done well enough. Before she was summoned as a card, she was originally an inexperienced girl. Most of the priests of Gaia were ascetics, and it was likely that she had never left the temple before.
He lowered his head and refocused his attention on the metal fragments in his hand.
These fragments were originally part of the Flaming Blade, and with Sidney's help, he could gradually feel that they were resonating with the soul of Oderfeiss in his body. It seemed that reactivating the Flaming Blade was just as Sidney had said — it was only a matter of time. But with the awakening of the soul of Oderfeiss, there was something that made him feel a little strange.
At the same time when he awakened the soul of Oderfeiss, he felt that he was touching two other laws in the Elemental Realm. One was hot and unrestrained, like a raging fire, and the other was deep and despairing, like the darkness of the abyss.
He did not know whether this was an illusion or not, but these two laws were quietly increasing the power and realm of his main laws. In just two weeks, he felt that he had already faintly touched the true meaning of the Edict of Truth. This was actually a sign of reaching the peak of a realm. This fact scared him. In his memory, the Elemental Realm could only be increased gradually. In the game, the experience at this level would be converted into the Power of Order, and if he wanted to increase his level, he had to continuously complete missions and find opportunities to advance.
For the natives, it was even more tragic. Usually, they could only increase their realm by understanding the laws. It was common for people like Veronica and Mephisto to be stuck in a realm for decades.
At least Brando had never heard of any external force that could help to increase the realm of the Elemental Realm.
He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, or if it was because the other half of his soul that belonged to Sophie was different from this world, so he didn't dare to tell Cidney this secret for the time being. He could only wait for time to prove everything.
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