After Adili left, Morsis also returned to his room. It didn't feel good to have all his mental energy exhausted. He urgently needed some rest.

"Go back and take a nap for an hour." Morsis thought as he walked into the corridor.

At this time, Butler Modi happened to come from the other side of the corridor. When he saw Morse, he waved.

"Mr. Kervis, how does it feel to work?" Modi asked with a smile.

"It's Mr. Modi, you feel okay." Morsis stopped and responded politely.

"I will send lunch to your room. Have a good rest. The workload will still be the same in the afternoon." Modi smiled, then walked around Morsis and continued forward.

"Ha, I understand." Morriss laughed dryly, opened the door and entered the house.

Without doing anything extra, he fell directly onto the bed and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

…

Morsis opened his eyes blankly. The surroundings were dark and quiet, exuding a palpitating aura.

"Where is this? Am I dreaming?" Morses said to himself.

"Don't you know where this is?" Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him.

Morris's expression changed, and he immediately turned around and saw Lennon Sivens floating behind him at some point.

The Lennon in front of him seemed extremely illusory and unreal, but it still gave him an invincible feeling.

"Lennon Sivens!? This, where is this?" Morsis subconsciously took a few steps back and said in surprise.

"Didn't I say, you should know exactly where this is." Lennon Sivens still maintained the same tone as before, looking at Morse and said.

"Here..." Hearing this, Morses raised his eyes and looked around, and then...he discovered something special.

Behind "Lennon Sivens", there was a crack that emitted a faint light. Through it, Morse could see a corner of a grassland.

"Is this outside my spiritual world?" Morses said to himself.

"Don't ask me. In a sense, I am you too, but I agree with this statement." Lennon Sivens nodded and said.

"Who are you and why are you blocking that crack?" Morses stared at the other person and asked in a low tone.

"Hey, you don't need to use such a scary tone, right? After all, I was created by you." Lennon Sivens smiled slightly and replied.

After listening to his words, Moses stood there and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Are you the embodiment of my 'fear'? I have heard that spiritually transcendent people will encounter the embodiment of certain emotions of their own."

"It depends on your understanding. I can't give you an explanation. If you say I am afraid, then I am." Lennon Sivens nodded and replied.

"So, it's because of you that I can't take the initiative to enter the spiritual world?" Morsis looked at the other party and said slowly.

He roughly understood the identity of the other party. As the incarnation of his "fear", this mental body that appeared in the image of Lennon Sivans was a mental cancer that he had to solve.

"The old man seemed to have mentioned before that if high-level transcendental people want to enter the spiritual world, they must go through some tests... is to overcome their own fears?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh at the specialness of the twelve stone pillars and the blood of the gods.

It allows a first-class scholar like him to enter the spiritual world.

"I can hear whatever you are thinking." Lennon Sivens smiled and said, "Let me tell you clearly first, my strength is probably what you can imagine.' Lennon

.Sivens' strength, for now, you can't defeat me."

As the "fear" of Morsis, he naturally would not lie.

"Well, being able to open up the spiritual world when you are weak also has its advantages. At least fear is not that strong." Morse sighed again, then closed his eyes and controlled his body to sink quickly.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again and found that he was indeed back in the room.

"The book is not lying. You can really leave the spiritual world if you let yourself sink." Morsis nodded, then glanced at the clock on the wall and found that only fifteen minutes had passed.

"Well, it seems that when your mental power is completely exhausted, you can enter the dreamland by completely relaxing... Is this the help of the stone pillar?" Morsis thought to himself, thinking back to Lennon Xi.

The "fear" of Vince's image.

"Its strength will definitely not stagnate. Every time my own strength increases, my understanding of Lennon Sivens will be deeper, and its strength will definitely increase accordingly... But after all, he

He appeared in the image of Lennon Sivans, and his strength will definitely not exceed that of the real Lennon Sivans." Morse lay down again, his eyes gradually closed, and he was thinking about the message of "fear" in his heart.

"There is currently no way to defeat him, so the plan remains unchanged and is still focused on promotion to the second level." Morses nodded secretly and truly fell into a deep sleep.

…

An hour later, when Morses woke up, he immediately smelled a fragrance. He immediately stood up and saw lunch at the door.

"It's just the right time." Morse smiled, walked quickly to the door, and moved it to the table.

"Huh? What is this?" Morsis had just sat down when he discovered that there was a small piece of paper with writing on it next to a small cake.

"This cake is the extra meal I asked you to give you, so consider it as payment for you." Morsis read it in a low voice, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, "This young lady is really interesting...

"

However, he did not refuse this reward.

"Well, it tastes pretty good." He picked up the fork, took a bite, and praised in a low voice.

After a while, Morses finished his lunch, and then he got up and prepared to go out.

"Mr. Beller asked me to take action in two months, so it's okay to collect some intelligence in these two months?" Since he had just encountered "fear", Morsis's sense of urgency increased.

He must improve his strength as soon as possible, otherwise he may not even be able to defeat his own fear.

Not to mention taking revenge or rescuing Krabi from Rakasi.

He thought as he walked out of the door. According to the agreement, he needed to inject his spiritual power for the second time at 3:30 in the afternoon, so he still had about two hours before then.

"Mr. Kelvis, do you want to go out?" As soon as he closed the door, a passing servant saluted him and said respectfully.

"Ah, yes, let's go for a walk." Morse was still not used to this feeling, so he said perfunctorily and left quickly.

"Mr. Cerves, Mr. Berle asked us to remind you that it is best not to go deep into the San Calpe district." Seeing Morses walking away quickly, the servant hurriedly shouted.

"Are you afraid that my brain will get hot and I will sneak into some dangerous places to explore?" Morsis nodded secretly and replied, "I understand, I will just walk around the edge of San Calpe District."

Anyway, Narakas is on the edge of the San Calpe district, so just go and get to know the surrounding terrain.

While thinking about it, Morrises left the Duke's mansion through the door of the living room.

On the tree-lined street, he hailed a carriage and went directly to Lacasse Prison.

The distance between the two was not too far, and the road was relatively smooth, so he did not spend too long in the carriage.

…

Walder Street is a street located on the edge of the San Calpe district. It is difficult to see thieves or gangsters here, because the most terrifying prison, Lacasse, is on this street.

Morsis stopped on the street and looked at the small forest where Lacasse was hidden, with a slightly serious expression.

"Nearly half of Walder Street is occupied by this prison. Well, there must be a stronghold hiding the shrine on the other side of the street... I heard that they like to ambush a team near important facilities." Morsis

While thinking about it, he walked into a cafe on the street and found a seat by the window and sat down.

"A cup of Roate coffee, add more sugar." After Morsis said this, he immediately turned his attention to the street.

Except for the long and narrow Lacasse Prison across the street, there seems to be nothing special about this street. The street is also filled with a surging flow of people and an endless stream of horse-drawn carriages.

"Well, the purpose is to try to find out every passage around here, including the sewers and those narrow alleys... Well, these places are also likely to be the key observation places of the shrine. After all, transcendental beings rarely

Break in from the front in a disciplined manner." Morsis picked up the Roat coffee that was just delivered, took a sip while thinking, and then his face turned very bad.

"As expected, it's made from coffee beans produced in the Loat Empire. It's still so bitter after adding so much sugar..." Morse frowned, put down the cup in his hand, and said to himself.

"Aren't you used to the coffee here? Well, it is indeed a bit bitter compared to other places." Suddenly, a voice that sent chills down his spine came from behind, and at the same time, a hand patted his shoulder.

.

Morse's pupils dilated slightly. He remembered this voice. It was the voice of the guy who had saved him and made a deal with him.

Morris turned his head stiffly and saw the young man who often had a lazy look.

Scola Coles!

The Warden of Larkas!

The fifth level soul herder!

"Hey, what's your expression? This coffee shop is right opposite my office. Is there anything strange about seeing me here?" Scola pulled up a chair and sat across from Morsis.
Chapter completed!