As he kept thinking about it, Hitzfeld soon discovered that there was something that didn't make sense in this chain of suspicion. The survivors of the coast rescue team left these last words. Is this a warning? Just take this as a warning... The description was so vivid that he most likely knew Brays Island and its special environment. So how did he know that? If you want to know what's happening on Brays Island, you must go deep into the Crystal Sea! But no one has ever emerged alive from the Crystal Sea in many years! She had speculated that someone from the rescue team had ventured deeper into the Crystal Sea. If they can't come back, they won't be able to bring back any news.
So how did the narrator know these things? This doesn't make sense at all! It's a paradox! and so. Is my reasoning...wrong? Leaning back on the bed to rest, Hitzfeld sighed softly. Thinking about so many things while she was sick had overexerted her brain and made her feel worse than before. If it were a normal person, they would have recovered almost completely after a good night's sleep. But she couldn't sleep and had to wait for the Eternal Night to use the power of the Ring of Desire to rest. It wasn't even a rest. She was planning to use this opportunity to go deeper into the dream world to investigate the island. Even if she couldn't find any new information, according to her idea, she could try to find Xia Yibing's spirit in the surrounding gray fog and re-establish contact with them. Britney managed to survive in this extremely boring environment for more than ten years. He also worked hard to raise Ashley and taught her a lot of knowledge and common sense. Hitzfeld began to admire her a little. time flies. Hitzfeld was bored and saw some fern roots and mud left in the stone plate next to him. It's covered in dust and can't be eaten. She simply picked up the lump of mud and rubbed it back and forth, breaking it apart from time to time and then kneading it into a ball. and many more…… She suddenly stopped what she was doing.
Mud ball... Mud ball... ? Oh. She seemed to understand why the narrator knew about Brays Island. -------- Thanks to: weebox, The rest of my life is a stupid orange, Keruberos, Silver Stardust, Salty Fish Dragon Policeman Chen, Book Guest 45864281730, Super High School Level Rookie... The above readers' blades and rewards~ Thanks for your support~! ps: There are many updates today, please vote (with confidence)! Chapter 36 Aurora Hitzfeld had made an important discovery. But she couldn't inform Frick of the news because Lindworm sent villagers, and she and Ashley were locked in the stone house and were not allowed to go out. This was of course bad news, and to some extent it confirmed her guess - especially the way the villagers looked at her now was exactly the same as when Mogali fled. "I do not understand!" Another evening, Ashley was walking around the house. "Why is everyone afraid of Heath!?" Hitzfeld was lying on the stone bed, still a little weak. He ignored her nagging and continued to study the book "Geography of Ancient Sara". After seeing through the hidden clues in "Confessions of an Adventurer: The Adventures of Jessier Slaying the Dragon", she slowed down her study of the four books. Because she didn't think there were more secrets hidden in these things - Britney left these things for Ashley to read when she grew up. With Ashley's current level of education, she simply couldn't understand anything too complicated. So this is just pure study, which on the one hand broadens my horizons, and on the other hand it helps me kill time. "Geography of Ancient Sara" is also a chivalric romance novel, but the writing style of this book is very special. The author entrusts his views to the protagonist of the book, knight Heim, and gradually conveys his thoughts through his travel diary. The book also comes with a large number of maps, all of which are very detailed. She feels that some of the maps even depict the terrain before the gray fog covered the area. Unfortunately, the author of this book, Haim-Young, never set foot on this continent. The map only depicts Sara, and there is no chance to see the scenery further away. "Why are you afraid of Heath?" Ashley was still pacing back and forth. "Heath is so weak! I can beat ten of them with one hand! What's going on? It's so weird!" "..." The noise made Hitzfeld look up at her with a meaningful expression on his face. She was imprisoned, probably because those people knew about her left eye. Perhaps they could see something different in this eye, something that frightened and frightened them, so a chain reaction soon occurred, and both themselves and Frick were imprisoned. Hitzfeld was not worried about Frick. A gold-rank Flint Knight... She believed that even without armor, he had other cards. But her own words.
She glanced at Ashley. I'm not sure...the reason those people didn't take me away was because they wanted to wait for the Hot Wind Festival, or because Ashley was here. Because Ashley is in a special position. Not only is she the only relatively human person in Worm Village, she also enjoys many hidden privileges. According to the rules of the Worm Village, those who are unable to join the hunting team, regardless of gender, must take care of the dry algae fields. But Ashley is completely unfocused on this matter. In a word, her life depends on the weather. She dreams every day of joining the hunting team and "following her mother's footsteps to see what's behind the thick fog." Although she has not succeeded so far, her daily exercise has built a muscular body that cannot be built by eating dried algae. And she's a girl, isn't she. Hitzfeld didn't mean to look down on anything, but in her opinion, the indigenous people... In the societies of these ethnic groups, the status of women is usually not very high, and they can easily become tools of reproduction. Ashley is 15 years old this year, which is considered old based on common sense - that is, the average life expectancy of indigenous people is less than 40 years old. She herself certainly didn't understand, but the village of Worm didn't even find a husband for her, which was... even more strange. A person who has not made much contribution to the village, but the village has long provided her with unlimited living conditions above the average level. It is hard not to make some excessive associations. Lindworm... Lindworm... They say that the last two syllables of the name of all the village chiefs of Worm were "Worm"... Then Lind-Worm should actually be Lind-Worm, which means "Lind of Worm Village"? Linde... Hitzfeld squinted as he watched Ashley squat down to tidy up the brazier, then put down the book and said, "I want to ask you a favor, Ashley." "what's up?" The brown-skinned woman came over with a smile, her face showing a lot of anticipation. These days, she has become completely familiar with the girl. Even though she didn't understand a lot of what the other person said, she knew a lot! So she would pester Hitzfeld almost every day to tell her about the outside world. She learned about ships, cars, airships... and the real world that was exactly the same as described in the novel picture book. It was a… a very familiar feeling to her, a very familiar rhythm. It's not much different from three years ago, when grandma hadn't left yet... "I'm going to take a nap halfway through tonight." Hitzfeld looked at her and said seriously, "I hope Ashley can protect me and don't let anyone else get close to me." Tonight is eternal night. This was what she had pushed out from the last eternal night - she had been stranded on Brays Island for a week and a half without realizing it. She planned to enter her dream tonight and try to find out more information. The changes in reality made her uneasy. She did not rule out the possibility that something was waiting for her in the dream world and would be alarmed by her. She felt it necessary to find someone to keep watch for her. "Protect!"
Ashley's expression suddenly straightened and she patted her muscular chest hard. "Don't worry! Heath!" "I won't sleep tonight! I'll just watch over you!" Thinking of the other person's impeccable sleep quality every night, Hitzfeld put his hand on his forehead. "…What's that expression on your face? Don't you believe me?!" "No, I just think you should get some sleep now..." …… The temperature dropped, and a chilly air gradually invaded the stone house. This is not only about temperature, but also about psychology. Hitzfeld lay down on the bed with three layers of linen bedding wrapped around him, emptied his mind, and reached in to grasp the Ring of Desire. Then she opened her eyes and looked again. Ashley sat on the edge of the bed, swinging her calves, which were thicker than her arms, humming an indecipherable tune while flipping through the books, staring at the pictures with shining eyes. “……”There is nothing to hesitate about. His breathing slowed down and he fell into a deep sleep. sink. sink. It was still a familiar feeling, but this time when she looked up, there was no upside-down city in the night sky. She saw... an aurora band. The deep darkness is like the universe. The belt is formed by the convergence of mottled, yellow, green, and blue mists, turning into a long winding dragon that spans the darkness, floating slowly in the darkness and gray fog. Got to admit it's beautiful. But Hitzfeld's hair stood on end, and his vigilance was at its highest level. The law of the Black Forest in the dream world states that no matter when or where, do not easily expose your presence in the dense gray fog. This rule is not limited to humans, but must be followed by all things that exist in the dream world. The more powerful the evil spirits are, the more they understand this principle. Sometimes, they are even more cautious than humans. So what is this auroral belt? Except for man-made things, there can be no moving "scenery" in the dream world. Is it some kind of evil creature...? What level of powerful evil creature must be to be so arrogant and not care about being discovered?
She speculated... this might be because there were few people living nearby, and therefore fewer nightmares were produced. The entire dream world surrounding Brays Island is like a desert of life, with no other monsters except this aurora belt. If possible, Hitzfeld didn't want to alarm this thing at all. She had tried her best to stay away from it, but it seemed that just staring at it was enough to make it aware of her existence. Soon, she saw a lot of scattered auroras floating out of the belt and drifting towards her rapidly. She did not act rashly.