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Chapter 18 Platform (asking for monthly tickets in the last half day)

Chapter 905 Platform (asking for monthly votes in the last half day)

Before Lumian could use meditation to make himself fall asleep, his vision suddenly went dark, and his consciousness seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, falling straight into the depths of the earth.

He resisted instinctively, and then he felt like he was jumping out of the water from the dark bottom of the sea.

His eyes immediately lit up with a dusk-like glow, which shined into the darkness through the giant glass divided into countless small grids, bringing limited light.

In such light, Lumian saw a black steam train with two kerosene lamps hanging on it, a platform with a closed dome, and on the edge of the platform, close to the steam train, stood a man wearing an off-white long embroidered dress with gold embroidery.

The "magician" lady wears a skirt and a wide-brimmed sun hat.

Next to Ms. "Magician" stood a woman in a simple green dress, and squatting on a big golden retriever dog.

When he saw the lady in the green dress, Lumian felt surprised and confused:

Another "witch"?

Is there another "witch" in the "Tarot Society"?

"So beautiful." Franka's low-pitched voice sounded in Lumian's ears, "But she doesn't look like a 'witch', nor does she have the same temperament, unless she is already a Sequence 3 'Eternal Witch'..."

After hearing this, Lumian also discovered a similar problem:

The lady in the green dress has long hair that is as moist as gold. Part of it is tied into a bun, and the rest is draped down smoothly. Her green eyes are like the most beautiful gems, and they are so deep that they seem to reflect the deepest soul of all those who witness it.

She has an extremely delicate appearance, her beauty can be compared with that of "witches", and her elegant temperament has a hint of the purity and clarity of a girl.

Such a temperament is very rare in the group of "witches" below Sequence 3, at least neither Lumian nor Franka have seen it.

In addition, Lumian discovered that seeing this lady did not make him have the same desire as when he faced the "witches". Instead, he found that his mind was at peace, and he was naturally warm and at ease.

This familiar feeling touched Lumian's spiritual intuition and caused him to have certain memories.

Coupled with what Ms. "Magician" said before, he quickly made a judgment:

"Good evening, Ms. Justice!"

The lady in the green dress with elegant temperament and a bit of girlishness should be the Major Arcana card "Justice", one of my "psychiatrists"!

"Good evening, Ms. Justice." The second person to speak was Anthony.

After Franka followed Jenna and politely greeted Ms. Justice, her eyes suddenly widened.

She pointed at Lumian and said:

"You, why did you change back to a man?"

Uh... Lumian reflexively looked at himself and found that he was not wearing the black cloak, and the bulge in his chest had calmed down. The white shirt, black vest and dark trousers fit as before.

Franka, on the other hand, was still wearing a blouse with lace flowers, off-white breeches, and a small red coat. Her chest was bulging, and her ponytail was swaying. She looked like a "witch" no matter how she looked.

At this time, Ms. Justice said with a soft voice and a smile:

"This is entering a real dream, which is different from a normal dream.

"Using the dream spell causes the body to become blurred and directly enter the dream. What reality looks like is what it looks like in the dream. Normal dreaming depends on real-time cognition. The image in the dream may be the current self, or the past self, or even

It is the mutated self; and in a real dream, if one can remain awake, what will appear will be the subconscious self-awareness image.

"In other words, the subconscious mind of the 'Seven of Wands' still regards himself as a male."

So... Lumian was a little happy and a little disappointed.

Franka blurted out:

"What about me? Why am I still..."

She suddenly closed her mouth, and her whole body seemed to have been struck by lightning, losing part of her soul.

Ms. Justice said softly and comforted:

"Accepting the present does not mean forgetting the past. As long as you remember who you were in the past and what kind of life you had in the past, reconciling with your current body will not make you lose control. The 'playing code' of the Witch Cult may not be suitable.

For each person, it depends on their own personality and experience.

"Remember, everyone is special."

Franka opened her mouth, but couldn't speak. She was still a little depressed and depressed.

Jian Na quietly stretched out her right hand and held her palm.

Lumian, who had just arrived in Trier not long ago, would not have ridiculed Franca for claiming that he was a manly man, but in fact, he unknowingly regarded himself as a woman. What's more, he now took advantage of the situation.

Take stock of the condition of the platform.

This is no different from a common steam train station. There is an overpass at the top and stairs leading to different platforms.

At this time, at the edge of the overpass, there was a tall figure leaning on the railing and looking over. His black windbreaker was slightly raised, and he seemed to be wearing red gloves in his hands.

On the stairs leading to this platform, the lady with four heads and wearing a gloomy and complicated long skirt was looking down openly. In contrast, in the middle of the stairs of another platform, stood a little boy wearing a mercury bow tie.

, at the end of the stairs, Mr. Azik Eggers, who had just met Lumian not long ago, was holding a top hat in his hand, silently watching the black steam train.

On the waiting chair at Mr. Azik Eggers' platform, "Knight of the Sword" Maric and the temperance demigod Sharon sat there facing Lumian and others, motionless, as if they were invited to act as spectators.

puppet.

Lumian withdrew his gaze and found that the golden retriever dog next to Ms. Justice was actually wearing glasses and carrying a small brown bag, looking very gentle and bookish.

Lumian suddenly recalled the big dog and the female figure he saw when he received his first psychotherapy at Mason Cafe.

It turns out that is Ms. Justice... It's a pity that Ms. Susie did not participate in this mission to Mr. Fool's dream. Otherwise, he could have said thank you to her in person... Lumian regretfully turned his attention back to "Justice"

On the lady and the "magician" lady.

Ms. Justice smiled and said to him:

"Because you have actually become the 'Witch of Despair', and your subconscious mind knows this, so you can freely switch between your subconscious self-image and your current true appearance. This may help you make a perfect disguise in your dreams.

Play an important role in key scenes.”

Why can't I... Franca wailed silently.

Lumian nodded with understanding:

"Can't you disguise yourself well by relying on 'lie'? Because it can only perform at the level of Sequence 7, and the 'Soothsayer' path corresponding to 'Lie' requires Sequence 6 'Faceless Man' to adjust your appearance and body?"

"Yes, Sequence 7 level 'lies' can only modify the appearance to a certain extent, and the effect is equivalent to the best makeup skills." Ms. Justice nodded slightly, turned her head to the side and said to the big golden retriever dog beside her, "

Susie, what do you want to say to them?"

Susie... Lumian's eyebrows moved and he suddenly turned his attention to the big golden retriever dog wearing glasses and carrying a small bag.

The big dog made a familiar voice:

"What I need to tell you is that Mr. Fool is very vigilant and cautious and does not trust others easily."

Hearing the big golden retriever talking, everyone except Anthony and Ludwig, Lumian and others looked stunned and surprised - if the golden retriever hadn't been called "Susie", Lumian would definitely not have known it.

It's so shocking that animals can speak human words.

After a short silence, Lumian adjusted his mentality and said sincerely:

"Thank you for your reminder, and thank you for your previous treatment, Ms. Susie, um, thank you too, Ms. Justice."

We’ve all seen children eating devil’s eyes. What’s so strange about a dog that speaks human language?

If they were from Trier, maybe they were real people who just liked being dogs, so they found ways to turn themselves into dogs!

Lumian immediately said to Ms. Magician and Ms. Justice:

"I have another question, what is Mr. Fool's identity in the dream?"

To wake up Mr. Fool, you must contact him in the dream!

After Ms. "Justice" and Ms. "Magician" looked at each other, they took out a brown brown paper bag with a thin cotton rope wrapped around it:

"There is information about Mr. Fool's identity in his dream, but you need to actually enter that dream to open it.

"There is also cash, ID documents and maps prepared for you."

Lumian took the brown paper bag and pointed at the iron-black steam train parked next to the platform:

"Sit on it?"

"Yes, after you get on the train, I will let it drive to the edge of this dream world. You must hold on to the lucky gold coins tightly. When the train reaches the edge of the dream world, they will help you enter Mr. Fool's dream.

It has to be so complicated the first time, and then you can use the lucky gold coins to enter and leave the dreamland normally." Miss "Justice" explained simply.

Lumian looked at Janna, Franka, Anthony and Ludwig, and nodded to the two Major Arcana cards:

"We can get in the car now."

The black steam train was no different from the common type in Trier. The Lumian five people occupied two rows of seats on the same side, while the other passengers around them were blurry, just unclear shadows. It seemed that

The person who weaved this dream was too lazy to refine it.

Through the window, they saw Ms. "Magician" and Ms. "Justice" waving to them and others.

While instinctively waving in response, a high-pitched voice sounded in the ears of Lumian and others:

"Woo!"

Along with the whistle, the sound of bang, bang, bang, clang sounded, from slow to fast, from gentle to frequent, and the scene outside the car window gradually receded.

The iron-black steam train carrying Lumian, Franka, Jenna, Anthony and Ludwig drove out of the platform and headed into the distance filled with dreamlike fog.

PS: Please give me monthly tickets for the last half day~ There should be monthly tickets for extra updates at early midnight~

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