Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 1227 Dream Festival Begins

What Fors could think of, most other Tarot Club members could also think of.

Except for people like "Sun" Derrick and "Moon" Emlyn who were not so sensitive to the changes of the members around them, several people including "Star" Leonard secretly cast their eyes towards the blurry figure at the end of the long bronze table, with a myriad of thoughts in their minds.

From the experience of renting Lemanno's travel notes, they already understood the power of Mr. "World" and knew that the secret doll was the core ability of this "miracle worker". Naturally, they linked it to the secret doll city called Yharnam. After excluding the rumors that he acted as a wandering magician in the process of digesting the potion, it was not difficult to conclude that the secret doll city that sprang up overnight was some kind of promotion ceremony.

Moreover, “World” Hermann also promised “Magician” that he would have the opportunity to record more powerful abilities, which almost indicated that after a period of time, he would be promoted to become a Sequence 1 Archangel.

Seeing that the figure behind the gray fog did not move at all, and calmly endured the gazes mixed with surprise, admiration and a little fear, they secretly looked at another angel in the Tarot Club, Miss "Queen".

"Is Mr. World finally going to surpass Miss Queen and be promoted first? According to the law of conservation of Beyonder characteristics, it will be difficult for Him in the 'Witch' path to continue to advance on this path, but He can also switch to other paths, such as Hunter... Hmm, then He will become a man?"

"Justice" Audrey was too close to Angel and didn't dare to turn around and look at him too obviously. She could only mutter in her heart.

Audrey felt a little disappointed when she thought that the witch who seemed to have gathered all the beauty in the world and whose appearance and charm were unforgettable even in dreams might become a man. But she also had a sense of anticipation. She wanted to see what Mr. "Queen" would look like after jumping to the other path.

No, maybe it was Mr. Tank then... Just as her thoughts began to wander, she heard a clear and beautiful voice coming from beside her:

"What conditions do you think are necessary for a world completely hidden in dreams to exist stably?"

Given that the demand for transactions at the Tarot Club was decreasing, everyone naturally regarded Angel's question as the beginning of some kind of discussion. Instead of rushing to answer, they began to think.

After a moment, Leonard asked the first question:

"How big is the dream world?"

"It is about 5 kilometers in diameter, covering a town of people and the surrounding plantations and part of the virgin forest."

Angel added to this based on his own dream exploration from the night before.

Leonard frowned slightly and said:

"Only a Sequence 3 Dark Path Saint can create a dream of this magnitude, and it is difficult to maintain for a long time, otherwise the organisms that form the basis of the dream will decay and die."

"That dream has indeed continued to exist, and has been for more than a hundred years, although there has been no one in it most of the time... Is there a way to construct a long-lasting dream world without using a fixed group as the basis for dreaming?"

Angel asked back, and immediately thought of a possibility.

What if the Dream Festival was based not on ordinary people who could get hurt, die, or move out of Tizamo at any time, but on the Extraordinary Person himself who maintains this strange annual festival?

A Sequence 2 Beyonder has a lifespan of at least a thousand years. If they use the power of the hidden source substance “River of Everlasting Darkness”, it is entirely possible to create a dream that covers the entire Tizamo, regularly pulling residents within the range into the dream, and usually maintaining an empty dream world. They can hide in places that are difficult to find, such as behind fog that will wake up once they go deep into it, to ensure their own safety and concealment.

Taking into account the characteristics of the adjacent "Death God" path, this requirement can even be lowered to Sequence 4... Of course, other possibilities should also be considered, such as dreams in the subconscious world... Angel pondered, and after Leonard shook his head to indicate that he didn't know, he turned to look at "Justice" Audrey.

The latter took the initiative to speak:

"If it's a large-scale dream world, the 'subconscious ocean' can also be used to do this.

“Everyone should know that I have been looking for traces of the Psychological Alchemy Society, and recently, at the invitation of the president of that secret organization, I visited a city hidden deep in the subconscious.

"It's called the Garden of Eden. It's a world formed by collective dreams, but it's incredibly real... I'm sorry I can't reveal too many details, as this might cause you to be noticed by those people, but this city does meet the conditions described by Miss Queen.

"There, all creatures involved in constructing dreams will form their own psychological projections, showing 'animal desires' that are different from ordinary desires. Of course, they themselves are not aware of this, and may just think they are having a nightmare."

Beastiality and nightmares... This is very similar to the description of the negative emotion party at the "Dream Festival"... Could it be that the abnormality in Tizamo Town was not caused by the "darkness" or "death" path, but by a certain high-sequence "audience"? Angel had some guesses and asked:

"Was the Garden of Eden built by the god behind the Psychological Alchemy Society?"

At the Tarot Club, everyone had a clear understanding of the leader behind this secret organization, so Audrey nodded quickly and answered without explanation, "It was Him. The president even told all the members of the jury that if they encountered danger that they couldn't handle, they could call out His name."

It was Adam, the "visionary" who arranged many things... Could Dream Festival also be a product of his experiment? No wonder I always feel like I'm being arranged recently... "Death God", the River of Eternal Darkness, and now with Adam, the goddess is also paying attention to this matter. Dream Festival seems to be mixed with the power of the "Devil" path. A small town of 2,000 people can hardly accommodate these big guys... Angel complained in his heart, and became more worried about his mission.

Seeing that she stopped asking questions, Audrey continued with the topic of "collective subconscious dream":
"As my first mission after rejoining the Psychological Alchemy Society, I need to find a giant psychic dragon hidden in East Chester County of Loen Kingdom... I have shared its legend with you before. It has been hiding in the subconscious dreams of the people in that area, and has even caused some tragedies that drove the local residents crazy."

After briefly introducing the information about this dragon, who was likely alive from the Second Era to the present and was a Sequence 2 "Insighter", Audrey asked:
“Who has relevant clues? If you can find Him, I am willing to share all the knowledge I have gained from this ancient dragon... and other rewards.”

She looked at the "Hermit" lady who had the support of the "Moss Ascetic Order", possessed rich knowledge and reliable channels, and tried to arouse her interest.

To her slight disappointment, the other party just shook his head and said:

"I have been summoned to return to the headquarters of the Moss Ascetic Order. I can help you look up the information then."

This was almost equivalent to a rejection. Audrey sighed and looked at the other members, only to find that they had no intention of accepting the commission either.

That's right. The demigods of the Psychological Alchemy Society have been searching for hundreds of years but have found no clues. The members here are not "audience members" and are not that interested in dragons... She muttered silently, and then she became a little curious about the next move of the Hermit:
"Why did the Moss Ascetic Order summon you?"

"It's impossible to know the specific information before I return to the headquarters. This is a means to prevent me from betraying..."

“The Hermit” Cattleya replied, then looked at the “Fool” at the head of the long table and bowed her head to ask:
"Great Mr. Fool, I hope to receive your protection and attention when I return to the headquarters, so as to prevent the Tarot Club's affairs from being leaked."

……

The Fool, who always readily agreed to such things, remained silent. The figure behind the gray fog almost blended into the palace pillars in the background without any movement.

Is this a rejection? My response to the call of the "Moss Ascetic Order" was regarded as a betrayal by Him? Cattleya lowered her head and dared not speak, but a fear gradually rose in her heart. She remembered the punishment she received for tempting this god when she first joined the Tarot Club, and the muscles all over her body twitched involuntarily.

Silently, Angel stretched out his right leg under the table and gently kicked The Fool, who was controlled by the Spirit Worm but did not respond for some reason. The power transmitted by the toes penetrated deeply into the transparent worm in the form of a mythical creature, and spread to the main body through the spirit thread, creating a sharp pain that did not really hurt.

Her skillful movements were so skillful that even Justice, who was so close to her, and the Hanged Man, who was sitting opposite her, did not notice them. However, Klein, who was lying in the underground secret room of Yharnam City and leisurely controlling the spirit thread, trembled all over, and his spirit floated away from his body and returned to the gray fog.

The Fool on the main seat immediately cleared his eyes and nodded slightly:
"Yes, but you have to be careful. The Hidden Sage has been contaminated, and his behavior is unpredictable."

He seemed to be just considering whether to put the Tarot Club members in this dangerous situation.

What a charlatan... Angel muttered and kicked Klein again.

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On December 12, after Angel had finished his dinner in his suite, he endured the nausea and tried the special roasted spiders and roasted blood-sucking worms. He was surprised to find that the crispy and chewy texture was far beyond his imagination. He ordered another portion as a sacrifice to Klein the Fool who was far away in the depths of the Violent Sea, and then quietly waited for the arrival of the night.

When it gradually became quiet outside the window and the buzzing of mosquitoes and the howling of wild animals in the distant forest replaced the footsteps of pedestrians, she lay down on the bed with her clothes on and used meditation to make herself fall asleep quickly.

After an unknown amount of time, Angel opened her eyes due to spiritual alertness. In her dark vision, the beige paint on the ceiling was exactly the same as before she went to bed, as if she had just taken a short nap and was still in the original bedroom.

But when she stood up and looked towards the window, she found that the wall where she had dug out a whole piece of stone three days ago still retained the same hole, but the edge had changed a little and seemed to have become smaller.

Entering a dream... She breathed a sigh of relief and went to the window to look at the town of Tizamo outside.

The sounds of gunfire, crying, and excited roars reached her ears at the same time.

The annual "Dream Festival" has begun.

(End of this chapter)