A few days later, just when Salomon was either overwhelmed by sudden dreams or burned by the huge memories, he was summoned to England. To be precise, he was summoned by the Supreme Mage to Graston, Wales.
In a private house in Bury, he was waiting for the solution prepared by His Holiness.
The person the Supreme Mage sought help from was Merlin. No one in the world understood dreams better than Merlin, and the Supreme Master himself had a deep understanding of it. The Supreme Master also informed Balthazar and Dave of the Merlin School, who also communicated with Salomon.
We arrived at this private residence together, ready to welcome Merlin. In fact, after Balthazar found his lover, His Holiness had already told him part of the truth. Since the vacancy in his heart had been filled, Balthazar no longer cared.
Merlin has been making a joke to himself for more than a thousand years, but if there is an opportunity to punch Merlin in the face, he will not let it go.
"There is no curse, and there is no power of hell and nightmare." Balthazar checked Salomon's condition before Merlin arrived, but he could not see anything except some mental weakness. He asked with some confusion.
, "Strange, are you sure all dreams are the same? How much do you remember about those dreams?"
"I have a record." Salomon pointed to the test tubes placed on the bedside. There were strands of silver-white energy floating in each test tube. This was Salomon's memory of the dream. "It's boring." He said
Said, "I can never move freely in the dream. I can only move my fingers when I am about to leave the dream. It was interesting at first, but any dream becomes quite boring after repeated more than a dozen times.
The dream was enough for me to remember all the details."
"Dave, go check those memories." Balthazar directed the apprentice and took out some herbs from his pocket. Regardless of Salomon's objections, he forced a piece of marjoram petal into the mystic's mouth.
, "Marjoram can relax your nerves and allow you to fall into a comfortable sleep."
"Are you kidding? You might as well give me a piece of Aralia or Verbena. At least Verbena can drive away nightmares." Salomon's face couldn't help but shrink into a ball. He didn't know what Balthazar was about herbal medicine.
After some processing, the marjoram petals that were supposed to have some sweetness became extremely unpalatable. He only felt that this disgusting smell stretched out his little hands and firmly grasped his tongue. No matter how he swallowed his saliva, this smell always lingered.
It won't go away.
"I don't think what you dreamed about was a nightmare. Verbena will not help you at all." Balthazar patted the lazy apprentice on the head and asked Dave to work quickly, while he continued to take out herbs and potions from his pocket.
, "Have you tried any potions?"
"There is a panacea of European medicine and lavender that can make me have lucid dreams. As for the result, I think you have guessed it. After the effect of the medicine is over, the dream will follow." The mystic mage rejected Barr.
Saze's potion, "I dare not say that my potion level can match yours, but I think the potion I brew is much better than yours. That piece of marjoram petals has already explained something.
, you must know that it is vanilla."
"There are not many schools on earth that are as good at potions as the Merlin school!" Balthazar glared at the snickering apprentice. He turned to Salomon and said, "Potions have never tasted good.
Yes, there are only bad ones and worse ones, you can choose them yourself."
"What to choose?"
"Before the teacher arrives, I have to do a check-up for you." Balthazar didn't want to show his nervousness on his face. Although he was happy to punch Merlin, it was the first time he saw his mentor again after more than a thousand years.
He couldn't help but become nervous. He was worried that Merlin would dislike his level of magic. His progress in the past decades was not as good as his own apprentice Dave. He placed several bottles of potions of different colors in front of the bed.
He said to Salomon, "That is the greatest magician in the world. Although he has a bad character, his power is undeniable."
"But now the Venerable is stronger after all."
"Merlin is also the teacher of His Holiness, isn't he?"
"Balthazar, all memories are the same." Dave grabbed a handful of test tubes and gestured to his teacher, "Some memories are incomplete, but those contents will be shown in other memories. I didn't find anything special about those dreams.
, I was just curious as to why Salomon could remember the colors and patterns of all the cats so clearly. I compared all the dreams, from the first memory to yesterday, and there was no difference in the colors of all the cats. I think...
This could be some kind of anomaly."
"I think this may be because I'm smarter than you, Dave." Salomon said nonchalantly, "Balthazar should have told you about the difference between spellcasters and ordinary people, right? No matter where the magic in our bodies comes from,
It will slowly strengthen our body, muscles, bones, blood vessels, organs, including the brain. The magic power in my body is much more than yours, and my body absorbs more magic power than you. You are smarter than ordinary people, so I am better than you.
You have to be smart."
"That doesn't make sense, Salomon, you don't understand what I mean." Dave shook his head, "You remember it too clearly... I mean, you remember something you shouldn't have remembered. You
Can you remember now what kind of shoes that turbaned man was wearing? Can you remember how much cat hair the cats at your feet had on you? You remember it all, Salomon, you remember it so clearly, all of it.
There is no difference in the content of the memory, from the first one to the last one. That is not your dream, you are watching someone else's dream!"
Salomon and Balthazar understood what Dave meant.
It was precisely because Salomon's memory was so clear that Dave discovered the doubt. It stands to reason that people will gradually forget the content of dreams as time goes by, but since Salomon first recorded those dreams,
, he remembered all the details clearly, as if playing a first-person game, and he was the one sitting behind the screen.
The possibility raised by Dave made Salomon and Balthazar take a breath, because if Dave was right, then the situation would be even weirder - this is no longer a matter of the devil giving dreams to Salomon.
No, it's a more complicated and puzzling situation.
The Mystic Mage touched the silver key on his chest, and he remembered what Yog-Sothoth said, "Your destiny is divided."
Could it be that the dreams he had were just things he experienced in another universe? Or were the dreams he was having now just things he would experience in the future? So far, all the clues have become a mess. Salomon
We can only record these problems and leave them to be solved in the future.
Immediately afterwards, a warm breeze overflowed from every corner of the room. Along with this warm breeze was an extremely fresh floral fragrance. When they smelled this floral fragrance, the three people in the room suddenly felt...
Feeling extremely sleepy, Salomon lay down on the bed casually, Balthazar dozed off on the chair, and Dave had nowhere to go but curled up on the carpet.
"Look, not everyone can adapt to the floral fragrance of Avalon. To be honest, I don't know how you woke up, and I don't know how you still had the strength to chop me after waking up." A bearded man said.
The all-white old man appeared in the room very suddenly. He entered the room from the etheric plane. The Supreme Mage followed behind him and also appeared in the room.
"Stop talking nonsense." The Supreme Mage had no intention of giving Merlin a good look, and even had the urge to take revenge.
"I know you care about your apprentice." Merlin didn't care at all about trivial matters like having his beard pulled. "This kid is your heir to the Holy Sword, right? So you are planning to abandon your responsibility?"
"That's right."
"Then he is really unlucky. Well, don't pull my beard, I will solve his problem. You have also heard the questions raised by my heir before. This is consistent with my guess. What happened to your heir's fate?
Without separation, the dream he had was just a 'sense of déjà vu' from his own mind, so the magic to defend against external dreams had no effect."