Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 1200 Repairing the Soul
With the experience from last time, Angel did not lead Klein into the deep inverted pyramid dream, nor did he get lost in the castle of the first Baron Ramd. They passed through a stone passage covered with black carpet, walked through doors that were gorgeous, shabby, or even stained with blood, and came to the simple wooden door at the end that seemed to represent Mr. Azik's state of mind.

Compared with the last time, this wooden door shows more signs of vicissitudes of time, the surface is rotten and almost rotten.

"The location represents the time from now, and the shape of the door indicates the experience in that life?"

Klein, who had extensive experience with dreams, guessed.

“The degree of recency may be related to the dream itself.”

Angel added, holding Klein's hand to prevent the two from getting lost in different dreams, and then pushed open the wooden door representing the previous life of Azik, a teacher at Hoy University, and walked in.

A flash of light passed by, and the two appeared beside a river surrounded by cypress and maple trees. The concrete roads on both sides were crowded with young men and women. They held up banners or streamers of different universities and shouted at the top of their lungs, as if cheering for their own schools.

Rowing competition? Angel was stunned, and immediately realized that this was a competition held by several higher education institutions in Tingen City, and that his and Klein's presence here meant...

She glanced at several racing boats rushing down the Hoy River, and as expected, she spotted Mr. Azik on the one decorated with yellow paint and "Hoy University" written on it.

He was not wearing a formal suit or a top hat. Instead, he was wearing a yellow vest of the same color as the rowing boat. He was squatting on a small seat that was not quite proportional to his height. He held the wooden paddle in both hands and rowed the boat with other teachers and students at the sound of the conductor's whistle. An excited look appeared on his face, and the vicissitudes of life that Angel was familiar with in his eyes were replaced by a desire for victory.

Angel and Klein looked at each other, smiled, and walked to the riverside. They squeezed into the crowd of students cheering for their team and quietly admired the heroic figure of the "Archon of Death" on the alternative battlefield.

It was not until the "University of Hoy" surpassed the "University of Tingen" with the cooperation of the athletes, crossed the finish line first, and continued to slide for dozens of meters dragging a red ribbon floating on the water, that the two quietly came to the open-air cafe on the other side of the tree-lined road, waiting for Mr. Azik to arrive.

A moment later, the history teacher, whose face was a little flushed due to exercise, put on his thin windbreaker again and came to the two of them wearing his top hat.

"I noticed you guys standing on the shore just now, and... you should be from 'outside', right?"

Azik sat on a large rattan chair, ordered a cup of coffee and sent the waiter away, took off his hat and held it in his arms, and asked with a smile.

"Why can't we be Angel and Klein from Tingen City?" Angel asked puzzledly.

She felt that her actions and expressions just now should not have exceeded the "normal" limits, and she was just an ordinary person in the dream.

Azik glanced at Klein, who was also puzzled, and replied with a smile on his face, somewhat proudly:
"Because at my suggestion, 'you' went to Dixie Bay for a honeymoon two days ago."

Huh? Angel's eyes lost focus for a moment, and then he remembered what Audrey had told him last time, that she and Klein were going to get married in a dream.

Things that were not planned in reality were actually completed in the dream... Angel secretly glanced at Klein beside him and found that he also had a bright smile on his face. He wanted to poke him, but he felt that he could not be too casual in front of Azik, so he could only curl his lips and give up the idea.

The waiter brought three cups of coffee. Angel quickly took one and took a sip, taking the opportunity to hide his embarrassment. Then he asked:
"Mr. Azik, do you remember how long it has been since I last came here?"

"It should be... more than half a year."

Sure enough, after a brief recollection, Mr. Azik frowned and gave an uncertain answer.

"It is now the end of September 1351 outside. It has been eight months since Miss Audrey and I came to your dream." Angel said slowly, "Do you feel any signs of your soul being repaired in your dream?"

This time, Azik shook his head decisively and said:
"It's not very obvious. I guess it should be a long process."

Angel and Klein looked at each other. Urged by her gaze, the latter turned his head reluctantly and looked at Azik, saying solemnly:

"That's because you keep dwelling on the same dream, which delays the recovery of your soul and may even be detrimental to the 'healing'.

"You should spend most of your time, or even all of your time, in Tingen City, in this short life, right?"

Azik replied hesitantly:
"I still go to those few impressive dreams occasionally, but most of the time I am here."

I could tell from the almost rotten wooden door that this dream had been "overconsumed" and was almost difficult to maintain... For Klein and me, it was a good thing that Mr. Azik valued the dream in which we existed so much, but it would have an adverse effect on the restoration of his soul... Angel muttered to himself and was about to speak when Mr. Azik continued:

"I understand the consequences of this. It may make me forget this experience, or it may make me wake up more slowly, but... this is the place that leaves the deepest impression on me."

As he spoke, he looked around, his eyes sweeping over the students who had not yet left the Hoy River, the maple trees swaying in the wind, the low but carefully decorated cafe, and finally stopped on the two people in front of him.

"Besides, there is another reason why I asked 'you' to leave Tingen for vacation."

He added, pointing behind them. Angel turned back suddenly, his pupils shrinking slightly.

To the west of the orange-red sunset, a ray of deep black slowly approached, quickly covering the flaming clouds and swallowing up the houses, rapidly expanding its area, like a giant dark hand grabbing towards the location of the three people.

The crowd on the street in the distance turned a blind eye to this strange scene. They exchanged the results of the rowing competition and discussed their summer vacation plans until they were completely engulfed by the darkness.

And inside the black there is nothing but death.

"Is this dream about to end?"

Angel guessed something and turned around to ask.

She was not worried about her and Klein's safety. The two of them only came here through dreams. Their real bodies were in reality. As long as they got out of the dream in time, they would not be harmed. But Mr. Azik was different.

"The time is getting closer. In a few more times, maybe I will just wake up from a new dream and face such a situation."

Azik sighed, but his expression was calm. It was obvious that he had faced this kind of scene many times. He even sent his students away in advance to prevent them from "dying" in front of him.

His mentality is not right. He feels like he has given up on waking up in the short term, so he desperately grabs the memories he can remember... Angel frowned slightly, not bothering to think about it, and continued:
"We brought some spring water polluted by the 'Eternal Darkness River' this time. It may be helpful for your recovery."

“The Styx?” Azik turned his gaze away from the darkness that ended everything in the distance and said softly, “That is the power that can make the true gods fall into eternal sleep or decay and die.”

"The real source may be like this, but this is just a product of being immersed in its power. The goddess gave divine revelation, and Klein's divination also confirmed that these springs have the effect of repairing the soul and making people sleep."

Angel said.

Goddess... Azik moved his lips and repeated silently, then nodded and instructed:

"Be careful not to get lost in the deep dreams, and don't take risks for my sake."

……

With the help of the "Dream Spell", Angel came to the deep dream, which was difficult for Azik himself to reach. It was a dream scene constructed by the subconscious mind and the illusory sea where Audrey was once lost.

In the deep darkness, an inverted pyramid with its tip pointing downward and its quadrilateral base facing upward was surrounded by oily pale yellow feathers, deformed skulls and floating spirits. It was cracked in two in the middle, and its surface was covered with cracks of varying sizes. The silhouette of a giant pale snake with wings on its back could be vaguely seen from the inside.

Just as Audrey described... Angel heaved a sigh of relief, took out the cigarette box containing the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain", opened the lid and poured out the transparent spring water inside, letting them drop into the huge crack in the pyramid.

At the same time, Angel's body in reality performed the same action under the control of the "man in the mirror". As soon as a few drops of spring water left the real cigarette box, they were guided into the depths of the dream by the power of the "dream messenger" and fell into the inverted pyramid together.

They turned into dark rain and sprinkled on the giant feathered serpent, causing it to coil up and fall into a deep sleep. The damaged parts of the pyramid were repaired, and the two halves of the mausoleum gradually moved closer together.

About halfway through the repair, the rain stopped.

I'm afraid I'll have to do it at least once, or twice...Will repairing too quickly cause damage to Mr. Azik? Angel floated in the air and evaluated his results. After a moment, his figure flashed, leaving the deep dream in his subconscious and returning to "Tingen City".

What appeared before her was not the street and cafe that was shrouded in darkness and almost disappeared, but the tree-lined walkway of Hoy University. Mr. Azik held up his hat, his expression was calm, and there was a smile in the corner of his eyes. Klein stood aside with a relaxed smile.

I always feel like they talked about something important while I was away… Angel muttered, walked forward and snorted, causing the two gentlemen to turn around.

"The repair is only halfway done. It looks like it will take another one or two times to completely restore your soul to normal."

Angel reported his results.

"I can feel that my memory is much clearer, and this dream should be much more stable as well."

Azik nodded.

That's good. If it doesn't work, or even causes some harm, I won't be able to forgive myself... Angel breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the main purpose had been achieved, he changed the subject and said:
"Mr. Azik, do you know the Pale Queen Shia Palenque Eggers? She should be a member of your family, a descendant of the God of Death Salinger."

(End of this chapter)