Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 89

The wind outside the window whistled, almost silently. In such a peaceful state, Lumian allowed his thoughts to spread out and followed his instincts to think about some things:

"There are still lights shining in the corridor. It seems that Liya is not asleep yet and is still reading Aurore's book collection...

"There is no light in my bedroom. Valentine should have gone to bed to rest. Ryan doesn't know what he is doing...

"Haha, they didn't bring any wine with them for the first time. They don't understand the customs of Liege at all...

"If we can really break the cycle, my sister can become an informant in the eighth round. Then, she won't have to worry about being investigated when she goes to Trier... As for me, I'm just an informant and I don't need to do anything special. Test it?

"Now, the whole thing has been completely speculated. The only thing that is not certain is what role the owl and the dead wizard in the tomb played in it...?

"If they bewitched the priest and others and caused the anomaly, hoping to achieve some purpose through the ritual of Twelfth Night, then why did they do nothing in these cycles other than monitoring my progress in exploring the ruins of the dream?

"Could it be that, like Mrs. Pualis, they are waiting for a specific time point, or waiting for the ritual of Twelfth Night, intending to complete the damaged part, so they don't want the cycle to change and always restart in advance?

"Their actions in turn prove that the key to the cycle lies with me, so they come again and again to confirm how far I have explored the ruins of the dream...

"If I unlock the secret of the dream and master the method of recycling pollution before the arrival of Twelfth Night, will they no longer worry about the possibility of restarting the cycle in advance, and attack me directly to forcibly control me?

"Well, they probably retain their memories too..."

While various thoughts were swirling, Lumian suddenly heard a very slight movement.

"What..."

It was the cry of a sheep, as if coming from a far away place.

Lumian instantly thought of the sheep that the three people had turned into, and of the shepherd Pierre Berry.

He doesn't really want to attack us in the dead of night, does he? Lumian stood up and listened.

Outside the window, there was only the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves and branches, but there was no sound of "咩".

It seemed that just now Lumian was so absorbed in thinking that he had hallucinations.

But he didn't think so, because he felt a slight warmth in his left chest.

The black thorn symbol seems to be highlighted again!

This means that some invisible force closely related to that hidden existence has quietly eroded into this room.

Without thinking too much, Lumian rushed to the bed in two steps and shook Aurore.

"Wake up! Wake up!" he shouted in a low voice.

He was instinctively worried that Liya, Ryan and Valentine would notice something abnormal about him.

Aurore opened her eyes, and there was obvious confusion and confusion in her light blue eyes.

"What time is it?" she asked in a slightly weak voice, and it looked like she was not really awake yet.

"There is a situation." Lumian gave the key words first, and then said, "There is still half an hour until ten o'clock."

They are one of the few families in the village who have wall clocks installed.

Aurore's eyes suddenly became sharp. She sat up quickly, raised her right hand, and pinched her temples.

At times like this, she didn't think about what would happen if she saw something she shouldn't have seen.

If you can't find the anomaly and confirm the problem as soon as possible, you may not need to read anything in the future.

Dead people don't need eyes!

As her eyes became darker, as if reflecting many strange and indescribable lights and shadows, Aurore looked around.

Lumian took this opportunity to tell his sister the details such as the cry of a sheep coming from far away and the black thorn symbol on his chest being activated.

Aurore frowned and said: "But I didn't find anything..."

"The burning feeling in my chest is still there." Lumian responded in a deep voice.

He was inexplicably frightened, and felt that the darkness around him was not pure, and contained unspeakable dangers.

Aurore carefully and intently looked at every place in the room, trying to find the unknown thing.

During the silence, layers of cold sweat broke out on Lumian's back, which was in sharp contrast to the burning sensation on his left chest.

He considered it for a moment and said, "Why don't you tell Ryan and the others and see if they can figure out the problem?"

Aurore thought for a while, nodded slightly and said, "Use your sudden premonition of danger as an excuse."

"Okay." Lumian opened his mouth and was about to shout outside.

Suddenly, he froze.

"What's wrong?" Aurore asked with concern.

Lumian frowned and replied: "The heat in my chest is disappearing quickly..."

That means the black thorn symbol is gradually "fading".

"The danger of invading our room has left?" Aurore said thoughtfully, "Because we were prepared in advance, so it didn't do anything?"

"Maybe." Lumian turned to the corridor and shouted, "There's something going on!"

In the blink of an eye, Ryan appeared at the door, followed by Liya, and finally Valentine, who looked like he had been woken up.

Before they could ask, Lumian replaced the burning feeling in his chest with a premonition of danger and recounted what had just happened.

Ryan listened very attentively and did not question that it was Lumian's hallucination. He said with emotion: "It is really useful to take turns to watch the night."

"Most of the time this may just be boring waiting, but as long as it comes in use, it is almost equal to saving everyone's life."

While speaking, he let a little bit of pure morning light appear around him, and walked around every room on the second floor.

Although he failed to find the evil power, he at least sanctified the environment.

Liya, on the other hand, was mumbling something while the little silver bells on her veil and boots jingled sometimes intensely and sometimes silently.

Finally, she said to Aurore and Lumian: "It was really dangerous just now, and it has certain anti-divination power, so my sealed artifact did not give a timely warning. I'm afraid I have to wait until it really starts to deal with someone. This broken The bell will ring.

"But now, it's gone."

"That's good." Aurore breathed a sigh of relief.

"Maybe it's not it." Lumian regained his normal state and said with a smile, "It's them."?

"..." Ryan and others were silent.

"Isn't this even scarier?" Aurore scolded Lumian and said to the three investigators, "Now that the alarm has been lifted, let's continue with the previous arrangement."

She did not discuss who the "erosion" just came from. There were too many possibilities. For example, the shepherd Pierre Berry. For example, the unknown figure in the tomb belonged to someone. For example, an abnormal copy. The priest.

In the absence of sufficient clues, pointless discussions will only waste everyone's rest time. It is better to wait until daytime.

For now, they just need to remember that the night is indeed dangerous, that real people are trying to deal with them, and that they must be more vigilant.

After Liya and others returned to their rooms, Lumian took advantage of the crimson moonlight seeping through the window, glanced at the clock on the wall, and said to Aurore, "Would you like to sleep a little longer?"

"No, it's too uncomfortable to fall asleep and wake up at this time." Aurore opened her arms and stretched her body decently, "Hey, in order to prepare for accidents, this skirt hides a lot of magic materials and useful items. I didn't dare to turn over just now, for fear of hurting myself, so I slept very stiffly."

As she spoke, she jumped out of bed, walked to the window, opened the curtain, and took a look outside.

The village of Kordu was peaceful, and many houses still had their lights on.

"Actually, I just thought it was an owl that couldn't help but attack us, but there was no sign of it outside." Aurore looked around and explained her actions to Lumian.

Lumian nodded: "I think so too."

He immediately told his sister everything he had just thought about, his voice lowered.

"Yes, my ability to analyze problems has improved over time. I don't have much to add." Aurore smiled and praised, "But we can't do anything proactively. That tomb is too dangerous... "

At this point, she said "uh": "When it gets daybreak, we can visit Mrs. Pualis and tell her your speculation, saying that the possible purposes of the dead wizard and the owl may affect her in a certain situation." Always get out of the loop."

"Okay, I'll go by myself." Lumian was quite worried that Mrs. Pualis was plotting against her sister.

Auroer didn't show any force and just warned: "Be careful and don't anger her, otherwise..."

She turned her gaze to Lumian's belly, using this action to replace the words that followed.

Then, Aurore sighed and said: "Actually, the mysterious lady in the old tavern is obviously stronger, but she doesn't want to directly interfere with the internal affairs of the loop at all, and it is impossible for her to take us to investigate the tomb chamber."

"Yes." Lumian agreed deeply.

He immediately said: "But I'm still going to go to the old tavern tomorrow to see if I can run into her. What if she changes her mind?"

"Yeah." Aurore didn't object.

The two siblings chatted in low voices, letting time pass by. Soon, midnight arrived.

After handing over to Liya in the study, Lumian returned to Aurore's bedroom and lay down next to his sister.

Smelling the familiar smell and feeling the soft and bouncy pillow, he couldn't sleep for a while.

"What's wrong?" Aurore noticed his stiffness.

"I'm not used to it." Lumian replied slightly cautiously.

Aurore immediately sneered: "Is this still the bold Lumian?"

Without waiting for her brother to respond, she breathed out slowly and said with a smile: "Do you still remember the time when you first followed me, you were afraid that I would sneak away, and you always refused to sleep at night, and you were very vigilant?"

"Remember." Lumian also fell into memories, "At that time, you would hum songs to me and let me fall asleep listening to your voice."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the familiar melody, which was light and soothing, making people feel peaceful both physically and mentally.

Aurore, who was sitting on the bed, looked ahead at the crimson darkness, humming the melody from her hometown with a gentle and sad expression.

That was the song her mother used to put her to sleep when she was little.

"Sleep, sleep..."

In the gentle melody, Lumian gradually let go of his discomfort and fell into a deep sleep.

Lumian woke up in a place filled with light gray fog.

He looked around and found that he was not in his sister's bedroom, but still in his original room.