City of Silver.

Derrick Berger didn't know how he got home, but only remembered the indescribable fear.

Compared with the past, Dark Reggins' personality and performance are not much different, but there is indeed an unsettling change. Derrick is afraid that Silver City will be targeted by the evil god "Fallen Creator", afraid that he has not become the "sun", and rescue Silver City from the curse that has lasted for more than two thousand years, giving the residents here hope and sunshine, and it will be completely destroyed.

At this moment, he hated that he was not strong enough and that he was still in Sequence 8.

No! You can't just watch it like this! Derik stood up suddenly and was about to rush to the round tower, telling the other elders of the "Six-Man Clan" about the abnormality he found, and telling the "Chief" Colin Iliad.

But Derick knew very well that similar abnormalities were not doubtful at all. Every time he explored the depths of the darkness, the members would inevitably be in a very tense state of being accompanied by several days, dozens of days, or even more than one month. He could encounter powerful or weird monsters anytime and anywhere.

In addition, the deserted and uninvisible journey of hope will bring extreme depression. In addition, for safety, the members of the exploration team are not allowed to vent sexually during the outing stage, which makes them feel a certain reshaping of their minds every time they experience exploration. If they encounter a huge danger of more than half of the team members being killed or injured, it is not very rare for the remaining people to change their personalities.

There is only the treatment of such people according to convention and isolation and treatment, with almost no exception.

——Baiyin City has the first three sequences of the "Dragon" path, so there is no shortage of "psychoanalysts".

Derrick rushed to the door and suddenly slowed down.

He knew that it would be unsuccessful to report to the "Six-Man Representative Group" like this, and there would be a high chance that it would cause suspicion, and there would be even danger of being targeted by the "Shepherd" Elder Lovia.

After wandering for more than ten seconds, Derrick gritted his teeth and pulled out the door.

He believes that he must remind the elders of the "Six-Person Representative Group" that even if they will bear a considerable risk!

For most residents of Silver City, using sacrifice to maintain the existence of this city and the continuation of this civilization is a belief engraved in the bones after hearing and hearing.

Selfish people often don’t live long under such an internal and external environment.

Of course, Derick was not completely reckless. Under the words and deeds of the members of the Tarot Society, especially the "hanging man", he clearly understood that at some point, he should know how to endure and protect himself appropriately, and not make useless and unnecessary sacrifices, which is to better guard the Silver City.

I just said that the abnormality I observed should be no danger...Derick comforted himself, running faster and faster.

Finally, he saw the round tower that symbolized the highest power of the Silver City.

He found the extraordinary person on duty here and made a request to meet the "chief".

What surprised Derick was that the extraordinary person did not ask why as usual. After a simple transmission, he took him along the steps and arrived at the room belonging to the "Chief".

It's strange... different from before...Derick felt that the change in detail made him even more uneasy.

Entering the room, he saw the "chief" Colin Iliad standing in front of a wall.

This tall old man with deep nasolabial folds, blue eyes, and messy white hair, with his back to two straight swords hanging from the wall, wearing his usual linen shirt and brown jacket, it is hard to believe that he is a powerful man who has hunted many demons and monsters.

"Derick Berger, do you have to tell me face to face?" Colin asked in a mellow voice.

"Master Master." Derick saluted, "I met a team exploring the temple at the training ground today. I, I found that Dark Reggins I knew had a strange change. He was no longer as cheerful as before. His smile was as polite as a stranger. Elder Lovia no longer changed his speaking state from time to time."

Colin looked at Derrick deeply and asked in a low voice:

"There are only these two things?"

"Yes, yes." Derrick lowered his head, "I think there might be an abnormality in this."

Colin waved:

"I understand. I will ask Ephro to do the inspection. You can go back. In the future, just report this kind of thing to the guardian of the Round Tower."

Ephro is the most senior and closest "psychoanalyst" in Silver City to Sequence 6. Unfortunately, there is no potion formula after Sequence 7 here.

With such an answer, Derrick left in depression.

Colin suddenly sighed in disappointment as he watched his back disappear from the door.

…………

After talking to Dr. Allen for a while, Klein, who had no additional discoveries, got off the carriage and took a steam subway. After three stops, he arrived near Minsk Street and transferred to the trackless public carriage to return home.

Because it was still early, he first used divination to confirm that the tenant had not lie before, and then he continued to study the "Book of Secrets" very diligently.

Since the creation of this mystery book that can be said to be from introductory to proficient, Klein's use of the mysterious space above the gray fog has become more and more clever, and has completed many excellent operations.

"What limits me now is my own sequence, my own strength and spirituality." Late at night, Klein hid the Book of Secrets, and went to the bathroom to clean himself up and prepare to go to bed.

That night, he slept soundly, and even the morning church clock only made him turn over.

It’s suitable to stay in bed in winter… Klein muttered to get up.

In order to reward the "Black Emperor", he added a portion of boiled soft-boiled eggs with sugar and strawberry jam specially bought for white bread.

Just as he was enjoying his food leisurely, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Didn't I tell Mike to let him go after breakfast?" Klein muttered, took a sip of the sweet soup, and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

According to his agreement with reporter Mike, the other party will arrive half an hour after breakfast and start an interview with the rescued East District girls. If Mike has not appeared for more than half an hour, it means that the matter will be postponed for one day.

Klein walked to the door and before he could reach out, he naturally outlined the visitor outside the door. He was not a reporter from Mike Joseph, but Dr. Alan Chris.

"Good morning, Allen, did you sleep very late yesterday?" Klein found that Allen's face was quite bad, so he quietly turned on his spiritual vision and took a look.

Allen took off his hat and put his cane in his arms. He was about to take off his coat, but was dissuaded by the cold air in the room and went back.

Klein laughed dryly:

"I'm going to go out today, you know, Mike might come to me, so, didn't get the fireplace."

Allen nodded, without saying much, followed Klein into the living room, found a seat to sit down, and then spoke:

"Sherlock, I had a nightmare last night, and I dreamed of that child, Will Ansitine!"

Nightmare? This is within my knowledge... I am professional in dream interpretation, more professional than reasoning... Klein leaned forward and shook his hands and said:

"What kind of nightmare?"

Allen recalled:

"I can't remember some of the details and processes. What impressed me the most was a towering spire with a silver-white snake on it, which was slowly squirming, looking at me with cold and ruthless red eyes.

"I didn't know why, I entered the spire, and walked up the stairs and down, passing through walls after wall, and through locked doors after door, and finally, I found the child named Will Ansitin in a dark corner. He jumped a few steps on one leg, curled up to the wall, with the tarot card sprinkled beside him.

"When he saw it was me, he was afraid and happy, and shouted 'Doctor Alan'... The whole dream was almost like this, and then I woke up."

Klein listened carefully and asked,

"Didn't Will Ansitin say something else?"

Allen frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly blurted out:

“Yes, he said, Doctor Alan, there is a snake that wants to eat me!

"Then, the silver-white giant snake hung upside down from the ceiling, its head facing me...

"Its mouth is big, but there are no teeth, no tongue, and it's blood-red!"

The silver-white giant snake... the pitch-black tower... Will Ansitin under layers of defense... Klein thoughtfully said to Dr. Allen:

"This is not a very strange dream. It should be when you communicate with Will Ansitine, you unconsciously noticed that he was in a certain dilemma and was threatened by something, so you dreamed of a similar scene: the child hiding deep in the tower, hiding behind countless walls and gates, and the silver-white giant snake coiled at the top of the tower...

"Haha, as a detective, you need to know more or less a little psychology, and there are often introductions in newspapers.

"What puzzles me is why you have dreamed like this until today?"

Klein did not lie in his interpretation, but did not tell the real reason.

Allen opened his mouth and said:

"I was too anxious just now and forgot something."

He took out his leather wallet and took out a handmade paper crane from it:

"I only remembered that after I discovered that Will Ansiting's family had moved out, he gave me this thing before he was discharged from the hospital and said, Doctor, this can bring you good luck.

"I didn't care at that time, so I threw it in the office drawer. After parting with you last night, I took it back and put it in my wallet. As a result, I had the nightmare just now."

Klein looked at the paper crane and nodded thoughtfully:

"Doctor Alan, it seems that Will Ansiting did not intend to make you unlucky. He made up for it later. The paper crane invented by Emperor Rossell itself means giving good wishes, and he also said that this will bring you good luck."

Allen subconsciously asked:

"Is it invented by Emperor Rossell?"

I don't know if it was him, but I think it should be him... Klein raised his lips and said:

"Probably."
Chapter completed!