One after another, colorful flowers bloomed from the neatly tended bushes, crowded together, occupying both sides of the gravel road. Only beside the roadside tombstones inscribed with various strange runes, there were a few flowers.
Make some room.
These tombstones are scattered all around, standing alone in the deserted garden, but they are clean, as if someone is constantly cleaning them.
Further away, at the end of the flowers, is a majestic workshop.
"Da da."
The heels of delicate women's strappy boots clicked lightly on the road, and near the edge of the railing, a black-haired young man fell on the ground.
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Hearing the footsteps approaching from far away, Yager opened his eyes with difficulty from the dizziness, and silently covered his head that he had hit hard on the ground when he fell.
Overturned.
He couldn't help but hiss because of the residual pain in his forehead and brain.
There was a scraping sound of clothes ahead, as if someone was squatting down.
He finally looked up.
A beautiful lady was squatting in front of him, with layers of dark black skirts piled up. Her skin was not as pale as a human being, and in front of her dark red lace gloves were slender fingers with puppet joints.
"Welcome back, kind hunter."
"Have you found your worth in the waking world?"
Her voice was ethereal, as if it came from another time and space.
It's a pity that the person she spoke to didn't want to appreciate it.
?
Kind? Call me?
Hmm... very discerning...
Yager fell into a brief daze.
Wait, how did he get here? He obviously drank the Sequence 9 Medicine Master's potion in the study.
By the way, it's a magic potion.
His ability to think, which had gone away because of his gibbering and dizziness, finally returned and he was able to analyze the current situation.
On the road surrounded by flowers, the black-haired young man stood up with one hand on the ground, patted the dust on his body, and looked face to face with the lady in front of him in the garden.
She looks familiar.
Yager, who glanced left and right, concluded in his mind and frowned slightly.
It looks familiar here too.
Surrounded by a garden with tombstones, a red brick house with a huge chimney in the distance, a huge old tree on the right, and a scarlet full moon further in the distance.
This is definitely not his residence, and it's definitely not even Backlund.
Outside the railing behind him, there is an endless blur of fog, showing a strange gray-black color, which seems to cover the large buildings behind.
How did he get here? He should have been in a coma after drinking the potion.
Yager looked away and thought to himself.
wrong.
There seemed to be some changes in his state.
If he calculated based on the feeling he had when the true Creator descended in the past few days, he suspected that this might mean that the container and the main body were getting closer.
However, since the other party shows that he knows him, he will definitely be able to provide a lot of help, so it is better to ask this person who can communicate first.
Yager nodded politely to the doll lady in front of him: "Hello, I believe I don't remember how we got along."
"Excuse me, who are you? Where is this?"
Considering that he knew nothing about this place and his disguise would be revealed, he simply did not hide his condition.
Upon hearing these words, the doll's delicate blue eyes slightly dilated, as if it was shocked, and then as if it had figured out something, the corners of its pale pink lips curled up into a beautiful smile.
She stood up and clasped her hands on her chest: "I know."
"Hello, kind hunter, I am a doll. I take care of this dream and I am waiting for you here."
"If you pursue the echoes of blood, I will guide them to become your strength."
The echo of blood?
Yager thought for a few seconds and successfully connected it with the weak power gained after killing the enemy.
Judging from the name, his ability is indeed related to blood.
And this should be the ‘dreamland’.
"Can I switch now?" he asked casually.
"Can."
The doll lady nodded slightly and stretched out her hands with wooden joints.
"Please hold my hand."
The black-haired young man nodded and silently extended his right hand.
The doll's palms slowly closed together. Perhaps due to non-human reasons, they felt cold and hard to the touch. But her movements were particularly gentle.
A faint white light emerged from it.
A piece of information appeared in Yager's mind.
[Name: Yager Drest]
【Grade 1】
【Spiritual Vision:1】
【Has response: 2370】
[Response required for upgrade: 830278232183870]
"?"
"???!"
He tilted his head in confusion, not even bothering to count the zeros at the end.
No, is there something wrong with your upgrade?!
He has obviously killed several demigods and a bunch of minions in the past few weeks, and even got two divine descending vessels from the true creator.
Isn’t it enough to even upgrade to Level 2?
Where does the calculation come from?
He asked incredulously: "Does this level 1 mean human beings?"
“Why does the need echo so much?”
Seeing that he had no intention of changing his power, Miss Doll retracted her hands and shook her head.
She slowly explained: "No, this is the level of appearance, and the same is true for spiritual vision."
"However, the response required for upgrading is calculated based on spirituality, and appearance is not within the scope of my ability to help you. I'm sorry, kind hunter."
Yager successfully captured the key: "My current appearance? Did I have any other appearance?"
"Of course, respectable hunter," Miss Doll folded her hands and placed them in front of her skirt, "A long time ago, you were a human being. Later, you were a young new life. But no matter how your appearance changes,
, you will always be my beloved hunter."
In the middle of her words, Miss Doll paused for a moment, as if looking for the right words.
New life, this adjective has an unknown meaning, but it is very interesting.
"Am I no longer human?" Yager asked with a strange expression, once again grasping the key points of the changes.
"You will always be a kind hunter in my heart." The puppet lady opposite replied vaguely.
"But that was all a long time ago. We haven't seen each other since you ended the endless nightmare."
"I'm glad you're willing to reclaim your past."
"This is a hunter's dream. In the beginning, countless hunters visited here and slept here, but now, this is your dream."
"Kind hunter, do you want to hunt monsters again? I will be waiting here to listen to your story and appease your twisted soul."
"After all, I am a doll, and I was born for this."
She said so.
Miss Doll sounds extremely sincere and knows a lot of things.
It's just that 'twisted soul' sounds a bit harsh.
Yager unconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth before continuing to ask: "You mean, I used to hunt monsters with other people? Where?"
The beautiful doll nodded slightly.
"right here."
Her slender fingers pointed at the boundless gray-black mist in the distance.
(End of chapter)
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