"It would be fine if it was just simple insomnia." Allen shook his head, "In fact, my recent state has not been very good. I have made mistakes in several operations in a row. Fortunately, it did not cause too serious consequences, otherwise I might have been
License revoked.”
Although in the current era, it is not big news that surgeons die during operations, it is a common thing, but if a serious accident occurs due to one's own mistakes, the punishment is still quite severe. And for a well-known surgeon like Allen, even
Such a recovered mistake can already put his career in crisis.
"That's right, then it's best to rest for a while and relax properly." Rawls waved to the valet Morris, "Alan, how about a cup of Marquis black tea?"
"Oh, thank you." Allen adjusted his glasses, "You are right, I have taken two weeks off, and I am even planning to travel with my wife and children, but she still has to teach.
It’s not easy to ask for leave.”
Given your current unlucky state, if you go on a trip, I'm afraid it won't be much better... Rolls lightly tapped the armrest of the sofa and chuckled:
"Then are you sure Velma will be willing?" Dr. Allen's wife, Velma Gladys, is a middle school teacher.
Calculating the time, Will Asceptin should have restarted, maybe he is already in Velma's belly. Allen suddenly came to the door, it is possible that he was affected by Will Asceptin. After all, he is more powerful.
With a cold personality, he rarely visits friends.
In this world, especially for well-educated people like Allen, even visits between friends will be scheduled in advance. Unless it is an emergency, such a visit without an appointment will be regarded as a sign of impoliteness.
Allen couldn't help but sighed and said:
"I'm also a little undecided, so I'm still considering it. We haven't traveled for a long time, and there aren't many places to travel near Backlund."
"Would you like me to recommend a suitable place for you?"
After Rawls saw Allen nodding, he continued:
"How about Tingen? I just came back from there. It's a nice place. It's a university town. The steam train only needs four to disappear. I think Velma will be willing to do it, but the two little guys in your family may not like it there."
"Perhaps, I shouldn't think about traveling." Allen thought of the son and daughter at home, and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. The two little guys were not big, and they were at the naughty age to take them out.
Definitely a troublesome thing.
"Forget it, I'll think about it again. After all, I still have plenty of time, unlike you and Talim who have been very busy recently."
Rawls frowned slightly. It was already October and it was the autumn hunting season. Talim was an equestrian instructor and was very busy at work.
"Which aristocratic young master is Talim currently teaching?"
"The youngest son of Viscount Conard, but I heard from Talim that he seems to have some friends of his." Allen thought about it carefully.
Friend? There should be Prince Edsac here... Rawls was silent for a few seconds. His valet Morris came to the living room with two cups of Marquis black tea. After placing them on the coffee table, he respectfully withdrew.
Go down.
Allen picked up the white glazed porcelain tea cup, smelled the fragrant aroma of tea, took a sip, saw Rawls who had fallen into silence, put down the tea cup and asked softly:
"What's wrong?"
Rawls glanced at Alan Kress who looked concerned, picked up the teacup but did not drink it, his voice was a little low:
"I'm not very optimistic about Talim trying to use those noble children to restore the family's reputation."
Allen was a little surprised and a little confused. Although the three of them were friends, this kind of thing was not something that could be discussed between friends. And a person like Rawls, who was from a privileged background and had enough education, should have some respect for getting along with friends.
Enough experience. In other words, such words should not have come out of Rawls' mouth.
Thinking of recent newspaper reports, Allen's expression became serious:
"Is something wrong?"
Rawls was also a little surprised by Allen's quick reaction, but he did not answer directly:
"I may leave Backlund soon."
Leaving? Allen knew that Rawls's office had been expanding recently, and it was impossible to leave Backlund at this time, and there had been rumors that behind him was Lord Philip Negan, the only son of Duke Negan. Apart from the royal family,
The greatest nobleman!
"I understand, will this affect you?"
"No, I'm just leaving temporarily. I will take my colleagues from the office on vacation at the end of the year." Rawls waved his hand and said no more.
Allen didn't say much. The two chatted about the travel destination for a while, and then he politely left.
After bidding farewell to Allen, Rawls sat on the sofa and rubbed his temples. He had tried his best to deal with Talim, but as a friend, he had no way to prevent Talim from interacting with those nobles, especially people like Edsac.
The prince can restore his family's reputation.
However, Alan Kreese's visit was definitely influenced by Will Asceptin. After all, the topics the two talked about today, except for Talim's matter, were almost all dispensable things, which were not enough at all.
Let Ellen make this walk-in visit.
Regarding the purpose of this Speaker of the School of Life, the "Snake of Mercury" in Sequence 1, Rawls believes that there may be a result today. With the ability of dreams, the path of "destiny" will not be worse than "darkness"
The paths are too different.
Maybe I should take a nap soon... As for going to the office, Rawls believed that with his promise last night and Uncle Robert's presence, there was not much difference between going or not.
…
In an illusory and fuzzy space, Rawls's consciousness was groggy, like a small boat on the sea, being thrown up by the huge waves, and then falling heavily; and as if there was only a thin thread tied around his waist.
, there is an abyss below, and you may fall to the bottom at any time because of the thin thread around your waist breaking.
Lying on the bed, awake yet drowsy, Rawls's eyelids moved slightly, sweat dripped from his forehead, sliding down his skin to wet the pillow, and there was a wet feeling on his back. His consciousness finally woke up, but he couldn't open his eyes.
, every inch of the body seems to be restricted.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly woke up and found that he was not lying in bed, but in a barren black plain. Apart from the dark stones, there was no trace of life here.
His brown eyes were dyed with a layer of dark gray, and he looked at this strange world indifferently. In the center of the plain stood a black spire, with a huge silver-white snake coiled above it, and its head was already standing up.
Bright red eyes stared at Rawls coldly.
This silver-white giant snake has no actual scales on its body, only dense patterns and symbols, which form wheels connected to each other, and there are different symbols around each wheel.
Its tail and head have only half of the wheels each, which looks quite uncoordinated, but if the silver-white giant snake can bite its own tail with its mouth, then the wheels will be complete, and everything will become perfect, no longer
There are imperfections and no more changes.
The dark gray in Rawls's eyes became more and more obvious, and a little bit of light gray light flowed out like a substance. The body of the silver-white snake suddenly stood upright, and the body wrapped around the spire also began to swim, like a blood-colored gem.
He looked in the opposite direction to Rawls with flashing cold eyes.
He could realize that he was still in a dream, a dream invaded by Will Auceptin, but he did not have the ability to stay awake in a dream like Klein. He was still a little confused and was being pulled by some invisible force.
Arriving at the black spire.
The giant snake wrapped around the spire seemed to have discovered the enemy and lowered its upper body, but it was still staring in the opposite direction, as if Rawls was there. Looking at the huge snake body, there was no trace of Rawls's heart.
Fearful, as if determined that this giant snake would not be able to find him.
An old, decayed wooden door in front of him opened automatically, as if the owner here welcomed him into the dark tower. Rawls slowly stepped into the door and found that the layout here was extremely chaotic.
The stairs first spiraled upwards and then fell diagonally. Some of the halls, libraries and various rooms were normal, some were upside down, and some were embedded in other parts. This is a building that cannot exist in the real world.
The light gray light flowing out of his eyes seemed to be a little deeper. The steps, walls, wooden doors, and rooms in front of him all changed. Every brick, every piece of wood, and every inch of the wall was moving, creating a combination of
New stairs, new walls, new wooden doors, new rooms.
The gaps created by the movement and composition are dark and deep, as if leading to some unknown place. This kind of movement and combination is extremely fast, dizzying, as if it may fall into the gap space at any time.
But Rawls only relied on instinct and moved forward. His next destination might be a broken brick, a rotten piece of wood, a part of a door, or the deep and unknown place leading to where.
There was a gap in the space, but as his footsteps fell, a piece of wood or a plank immediately moved over quickly.
As he moved forward, the space behind him also stopped changing. Complete rooms were assembled one by one, but there were no more inverted ones or embedded in other parts. They were all slightly normal.
The room just looks a little asymmetrical.
A long wooden staircase gradually formed under Rawls's feet. This staircase was very straight, neither going up nor down. It lay flat and moved forward, not looking like a staircase at all.
If someone walks in from outside the black spire, they will definitely find that the world inside the tower is not what it appears on the outside:
A long wooden staircase leads to the distance, with asymmetrical rooms on both sides. Above the head is a dark and deep space, as if leading to some unknown place.
But Rawls didn't notice anything unusual and kept walking forward. This long passage finally reached the end. At the end of the passage, in the thick darkness, there was a figure huddled in the corner in front of him.
Rawls's forward steps suddenly stopped, the light gray light flowing from his eyes shrank, and the dark gray in his eyes disappeared, turning into brown again.
The world behind him changed again and began to reorganize, but this reorganization was completed in the blink of an eye, and the world inside the spire returned to its original appearance.
Rawls finally came to his senses and looked at the figure in the corner. The figure noticed his gaze and hurriedly stood up, hopping on one leg and approaching. It wasn't until the figure was very close that he could see him clearly.
He looks like a tiger-headed man, in his early ten years, with a childish look on his face.
This figure was about 1.4 meters tall, with an empty left calf, standing in front of Rawls.
Rawls bowed slightly and saluted him:
"Good afternoon, Your Excellency, 'Snake of Destiny'."
Will Auceptin raised his head, his face still childish, as if he had not noticed the changes in the tower just now:
"Is it noon outside?"
"Yes, it's just that there is no sun today." This kind of weather topic is something that every Backlund person is good at.
"It's not important to me. I won't be able to see the sun for some time in the future." Will Auceptin frowned and pouted, "Can't you squat down? I hate raising my head and talking to others.
Speaking of which, people like this will not have good luck."
Rawls's face fell, and he immediately squatted down so that Will Asceptin could lower his head and see him. Will Asceptin nodded with great satisfaction as if he had eaten ice cream.
"I hope I don't get the same treatment as my friend. He hasn't been in a good situation lately."
"I don't want to be like this either." Will Asceptin scratched his hair, "I was restarting at that time and returned to the 'Disaster Priest'. Although with my status, those disasters could not cause me trouble, but they could be close to me.
My people will be infected with some bad luck. In order to prevent that person from seeing it, I can only fold a paper crane and give it to him."
Rawls knew that the person Will Asceptin was talking about was not another "mercury serpent", but a goddess whose title included the description of "Queen of Disaster and Terror".
"Back to the 'Priests of Scourge'?"
"What do you think 'restart' means?" Will Auceptin asked back, then he glanced at the top of his head and waved his hand, "Don't talk about it yet, I have a hunch that this conversation will be worse than I imagined.
It will end sooner.”
"End it earlier?" Rawls was a little confused.
"You are not tainted with the token of my power. This dream itself was my forcible intervention."
After he explained quickly, he continued:
"You are going to Oravi. I know what you are going to do, but I have a hunch that you will succeed, but it is not the effect you expected."
It seems that Duke Negan is already dead when I get the results of my investigation. Only in this way will Phillip not take action... Rawls nodded and asked no more questions.
"I can help you, but I also need your help. For specific matters, you can go to Dark Will. You should know where he is. He will take you to..."
"Boom", the world in front of Rawls was shattered, and he suddenly woke up from his dream.