Chapter 726 The interweaving of dreams and reality
Snap!
Snap!
Lumian first slapped himself lightly, feeling the slight touch, and then slapped himself twice more, almost screaming out in pain.
The pain didn't seem fake, and he didn't wake up again, which proved that he was now in the real world.
"Aurore..."
Lumian immediately turned over and got out of bed, covering his right cheek that was almost swollen from being slapped, and rushed into the kitchen on the first floor.
Sure enough, Aurore was still here, in the same position as in the previous time loops.
Aurore was wearing a light blue dress and preparing dinner for tonight.
"Great, Aurore is still here, so good."
Seeing Aurore as usual, Lumian's panic settled down instantly.
He was really afraid that because of the sudden arrival of the two outsiders and the mysterious lady's action, everything would change out of his familiarity.
If I could really control dreams and keep looping time, it would actually be great. At least, Aurore was not hurt.
Lumian leaned against the kitchen door frame, and suddenly such an idea came to his mind.
But dreams are dreams after all, and you always have to wake up...
Although he understood this truth very well, Lumian rejected it in his heart. An indescribable panic filled his heart, making him dare not think about what happened in the real reality.
He was afraid, afraid that there would be some pain in reality that he could not bear, so he hid himself in the dream...
Lumian shook his head and dared not think about it anymore.
"Lumian, you come back so early today, you have to wait a while before dinner."
"Yes, I know, Auror."
"Remember to call me sister." Auror waved the shovel in her hand and pretended to threaten.
"Okay, Auror." Lumian smiled happily.
...
The night after dinner, the moonlight was good tonight, and the sky was dotted with stars. Auror was still admiring the starry sky on the roof. Lumian found her easily and sat quietly beside her.
"Aren't you going to the tavern tonight?"
"No, it's boring."
"I heard from the neighbor next door that two strangers came there recently, a man and a woman. Don't you like to join in the fun?"
Lumian's heart skipped a beat, and the bad feeling in his heart became stronger, but he still smiled: "I still like to watch the stars with Aurore."
"By the way, you told me last time, what is the name of that constellation? I have forgotten it." Lumian changed the subject and pointed to the starry sky.
"That is Leo, which is brighter in spring and is located south of the Big Dipper."
"Oh, what about that?"
"That is Ursa Major."
On the other side, in the second-floor room of the old tavern, Miss Frank had six finger-long pieces of paper stuck on her face. She looked at the remaining one-on-three in her hand and muttered: "Why did I lose again? My luck is really bad."
"It's not that your luck is bad, it's that someone's luck is too good tonight." Fors, who also had two pieces of paper stuck on her right cheek, glanced at Claude opposite with a resentful look.
"I'm just lucky. You know, fortune tellers are always favored by fate." Claude smiled and finished playing the last card in his hand. "Ms. Frank, you should put another one on."
"..." Miss Frank was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's stop here tonight."
As she said that, she put her cards into the deck, and Fors also mixed the cards in her hand, "I really don't feel like playing anymore."
"Ms. Fors, is it really okay for us to wait here like this?"
"Don't worry, when Lumian realizes his own problems, the time loop in the dream will naturally be solved."
"He is so pitiful."
"Compared to others, he is already very lucky."
A trace of compassion flashed in Fors' eyes. Before she came here, the dream cycle had already started, and she could only watch it all as a bystander.
"Muggle, uh, Miss Auror, she will be fine, right?"
"There are miracles in the mysterious world."
"Miracles..." Miss Frank muttered twice, feeling a little heavy.
"Miracles may be out of reach for us, but there are always some beings that can grant miracles and change some regrettable things." Fors raised his eyebrows and glanced at Claude.
"As a fortune teller, I believe in the existence of miracles more than anyone else." Claude smiled.
Miss Frank sighed heavily, "Alas, when I think that everything here is a dream, it is fictional, it feels very unreal."
"Get used to it, maybe you will experience more magical and mysterious phenomena in the future." Fors smiled and said, "Do you want to eat something? I think you should be very hungry."
"I just had dinner... Hey, after you said that, I suddenly feel very hungry."
"Because we are at the junction of reality and dreams, the food here cannot give us a real sense of fullness. It can only deceive our various perceptions and give us the illusion of fullness. When I reveal this, you will return from the dream to reality, and the feeling of hunger will follow."
"It's really magical." Miss Frank sighed, then stood up and said, "Ms. Fors, if you want to cook, I can help you."
"No need." Fors just smiled and shook his head. He opened a travel portal with his right hand and reached out from the transparent light door to take out several freshly prepared and still steaming exquisite dishes.
This is the feast that Xio had just prepared to reward himself for a hard day's work.
Anyway, it's very convenient for her to eat. It's just a matter of borrowing a few dishes. At most, he will return the plates to her later.
"What a great and convenient ability!" Miss Frank was shocked by Fors's magical ability at first, and then her eyes were full of stars and her face was full of envy.
"It tastes good, it's pure Intis flavor." Claude on the other side had already started to eat and commented.
"Mr. Claude, you don't seem to be shocked at all by the ability I showed?" Fors said with a smile.
"Ah, I forgot, it's really great!" Claude clapped and smiled, "My attention was attracted by the food just now, I'm so sorry."
Miss Frank looked at Fors and Claude suspiciously, and always felt that the relationship between the two of them was inexplicably close.
"Ms. Fors, Mr. Claude, have you met before?"
"I think so. I feel very familiar. What do you think, Mr. Claude?" Fors blinked.
...
Time passed little by little. Although Lumian was afraid of touching the truth, when he saw Ava's happy face because she was chosen as the spring elf, he couldn't help but think of how her head was chopped off during the celebration.
Even though he knew that this was a dream, he still couldn't remain indifferent.
"Ava..." Lumian tried to say something.
"Lumian, are you also here to congratulate me for being chosen as the spring elf? Thank you for your blessing. I will also give you good wishes on behalf of the spring elves."
"..."
Lumian forced a smile and turned away.
He didn't look for a way to break the situation anymore, and didn't go to the old tavern to meet the mysterious lady and the two outsiders.
He stayed at home every day, accompanying Aurore who didn't like to go out.
This made Aurore suspect that Lumian was mentally ill. In the past, Lumian didn't have the patience to stay at home and listen to her teachings and learn knowledge. He always liked to run outside and do some tricks.
"Lumian, you..."
"Aurore, I'm fine now. By the way, where did you just talk about?"
Lumian pretended to be a good student and motioned Aurore to continue the class.
"Lumian, have you caused any big trouble outside recently?"
"I just figured out some things and felt that I should study hard, then get into a good school, and then find a good job in the future."
"Really?"
"Of course, Aurore, when have I ever lied to you?"
Aurore believed this very much, so she put aside her suspicion and continued to teach.
The gears of time were still moving forward slowly, and Lent in Cordu Village was still here.
The streets were bustling with activity. Ava, who had become a spring elf, put on a white dress, a round headdress made of branches and flowers, and a similar giant necklace around her neck. Green leaves were used as embellishments, making her look like a fairy in the forest.
This was the protagonist of Lent, the spring elf.
Standing at the window on the second floor, Lumian watched this scene silently and smiled knowingly. He knew that he should start the time loop again.