Here, the Lord said this is a good thing

"Awake……"

"wake up……"

In a daze, Krent heard a voice.

"Wake up...Krent..."

Who is calling me?
Krent managed to open his eyes.

Strange... No, he had seen this ceiling once!
"Hmm? Are you awake? Lord Savior."

Josephka left the window and turned to Krent.

She reached out and touched Klent's broad and strong chest muscles, as if to confirm how Klent was recovering.

"Wait, why am I here?"

Krent didn't have much trust in Josephka. He pushed Josephka's hand away with some resistance, and at the same time recalled his memories before he lost consciousness.

This made him only halfway through pushing his hand away before he turned around and touched his neck in shock.

Fortunately, he didn't touch his broken neck.

But… that kind of vision kept spinning, and finally stopped at the image of a headless body lying in front of a broken tombstone…

That was indeed me who was beheaded!

I...kindly decided to give a necklace to a little girl...

Heading towards the cemetery...overcoming all difficulties...defeating countless crazy hunters and monsters...

But he did not expect that the little girl's father, Father Gascoigne, had already collapsed in the cemetery...

The body that got up again no longer had the soul of a father.

The beast was engulfed by darkness and madness, but it retained the muscle reflexes in its body and was still able to use the fighting skills that the priest had honed by constantly defeating evil during his lifetime!
It was very strong, stronger than me, so I tried my best but still couldn't defeat it, and in the end I was stabbed by it...

Thinking of this, Krent couldn't help but touch his neck again.

"Are you having a nightmare? My Lord Savior, you fell into the Holy Moon Spring and I fished you out."

Wait, why does this sentence of Josephka sound so familiar?

Krent lowered his head to check his body, only to find that he was still wearing the tattered clothes he wore when he was forced by the giant beast to fall into some holy spring.

The blood collection bottle that Josephka had given him was now placed in a cupboard not far away, and the weapons he had collected from Yharnam City were nowhere to be seen.

All of this... is as if I have returned to the moment when I just woke up!
"There is food and clean water here. If you need anything else, please feel free to ask. I will do my best to satisfy you no matter what you need...even if it means using my own body."

Josephka once again recommended herself to Klent, but Klent's attention was only on the sentence she had already repeated.

Could it be that……

"Are you Dr. Josephka? This is the Healing Church and also your clinic?"

"Yes, my savior."

"...haven't you seen me before?"

"Not until you fell into the Holy Spring."

Krent could not hear any flaws in Josephka's answer. He felt as if he had really entered a new cycle.

His other questions were evaded by Josephka, leaving him unable to figure out the current timeline.

But after careful consideration, Krent jumped out of bed, asked Josephka for the blood collection bottle that was prepared for him, and then left the room through the window.

"Have a safe trip, dear savior. I will be waiting for you here, always waiting..."

This time, Krent heard Josephka's prayer before she closed the window.

After coming to the ground, seeing those familiar crazy hunters and monsters, Krent finally confirmed that he was really reincarnated.

"Is that you? Father..."

By the window that emitted the foul smell, Krent heard the little girl's voice again.

He really wanted to just walk through the window, forget about the war-like priest in the cemetery, and continue on to the Natural Church.

But in the end, Krent still had an extra necklace in his pocket.

Accepting the little girl's request is one thing, but I really can't beat that priest at the moment...

Krent didn't dare to think that after the previous disastrous defeat, he was confident enough to face Father Gascoigne, and he didn't dare to easily try whether he had a chance to wake up again.

This time he crossed the sign at the intersection and headed towards the Church of Nature.

If the old hunter German and Sister Friede were still here, perhaps he could bring them back to the cemetery and give Father Gascoigne some relief?
Krent's idea was simple, but he never realized a problem that was equally simple but very serious to him.

This looks like Yharnam, but is this the Yharnam that Krent once visited, the one engulfed and shrouded in darkness?

There was such a big moon hanging in the sky, illuminating the road brightly.

Obviously, that's not the case here.

Morpheus was not playing tricks on Krent. The previous Krent had indeed returned to the Yharnam that he was most familiar with, the place where he had been and experienced adventures.

It's just on the other side of the city, far away from the urban area where the Natural Church is located.

Ever since Krent fell into the Holy Spring of the Moon, he came to the current Yharnam city with the moon.

Is this the reflection of Yharnam City by the Holy Spring of the Moon, or is it Krent’s own dream?
This question will be left to Krent.

When will he realize that he has not truly woken up? Perhaps that will be the time when he truly wakes up.

Why does it feel like... the closer you get to the Church of Nature, the fewer monsters there are?

While walking on the road, Krent suddenly felt at some point that he had not encountered a new monster for a long time.

Maybe someone from the church cleaned it up?

Krent, who had a big heart, did not realize that there was another reason why he encountered fewer monsters.

The place he is going to may be lurking with a powerful monster that ordinary monsters dare not provoke!

When Krent stepped into the gate of the Church of Nature with an excited look on his face, he did not notice that the sky above the church was covered with a layer of transparent silk threads that were completely invisible to the naked eye.

Among these threads, eight scarlet eyes opened silently...

They looked at Krent who was stepping into the Church of Nature below in some confusion.

[Where did this little guy come from? Did he come from the snake's side? ]

[The border between dreams and reality...Healing Church?]

[Interesting...] Fortunately, this great being did not pay too much attention to Krent. It closed its eyes silently and decided to wait and see.

"Is anyone here?"

As soon as he stepped into the Church of Nature, Krent couldn't help but shout out loud.

In a workshop behind the church, a pair of artificial eyes opened in artificial eye sockets and looked curiously in the direction where the sound came from.

A pair of puppet arms reached out from the side, lifted up the "upper half of the face" where the eyes were, and placed them back on the "head" where they should be.

It turns out that this is a doll with long silver hair, which looks very lifelike, just like a real silver-haired girl.

She was already wearing a Gothic-style dress, and after checking that her clothes were neat and correct, she took the initiative to walk out of the workshop and head into the Church of Nature.

In a small courtyard bordering the church, the girl doll, who had just passed halfway through the courtyard, happened to meet Krent, who came to the entrance of the courtyard after hearing her footsteps.

"Fu..."

Krent almost called out the name Sister Friede, because the girl doll looked exactly like Sister Friede!
But he first noticed the stitches all over the girl's doll, and her doll body that had no temperature, heartbeat, or breath.

The look in her green eyes, which were exactly the same as Sister Friede's, was even colder than the look of a corpse!

"Welcome to the Church of Nature, guest."

This is a puppet, a puppet that can move on its own, kneel on one knee to salute Klent, and greet Klent in the voice of Sister Fried.

"You...you are..."

Krent didn't need to look in the mirror to know that his expression should be very stiff.

There are no Hermann and others in the Church of Nature, only a girl doll that looks exactly like Sister Friede?

What on earth happened here?!
"I am Doll, a doll of the Church of Nature. You can call me Doll, my guest."

Although she repeated the same noun representing herself three times in one sentence, Klent could still tell that she was not being perfunctory or joking.

Her real name is "Dor". Her thinking logic is quite clear, no worse than that of a normal person.

Krent had seen other "girl dolls" in Yehe who looked more like humans than Dor, so he didn't worry about Dor's identity as a doll.

He seized the opportunity of meeting an intelligent being in Yharnam with whom he could communicate, and immediately asked Dor what he thought was the most critical question:
"Okay, Doll, can you tell me what's going on here?"

"here?"

Dor tilted her head, looking cute and lively. She figured out that Krent was referring to the Church of Nature, but she couldn't be sure.

So she organized her powerful logical language system and gave Krent a very appropriate reply:
"If guest you mean the Church of Nature... nothing is happening here."

In front of Krent, Dole spread out her pair of doll arms with ball joints and gave Krent an example:

"As you can see, in the 123586594576 seconds since I became conscious, the Church of Nature has remained the same."

"One thousand two hundred... billion seconds?"

Krent's brain was a little out of order. It might take Fei'er a while for him to quickly calculate the number of years in this terrifying twelve-digit number.

"It's more than 3,900 years, just shy of 4,000 years."

Fortunately, Dor was considerate enough and took the initiative to convert the exact time into an approximate number that Krent was more familiar with.

This isn’t a question of “just shy of four thousand years”, is it?
Krent, with his eyes wide open, felt that all the pores on his body were wrinkled. For nearly four thousand years... How did Dor persist for so long?

No, that's not right!

Four thousand years!
This city would have been turned to ashes by this magnitude of time, right?
But Dole winked at Klent smartly, making Klent feel that she did not seem to be lying.

Can puppets lie?

"hehe."

Hearing the laughter, Krent shifted his gaze back to Dole's face.

Although he did not see the corners of Dole's mouth curl up, there was no special emotional ups and downs in his laughter just now.

But he could clearly sense a mocking feeling from the eyes of the girl doll, which was like "You believe this!"

"You, you lied to me?"

Incredulous, Krent pointed at Dor's face.

Something worse than coming to the Nature Church only to encounter a girl doll has happened!
That is, I was actually deceived by this puppet girl!

"It's just a joke. I have only had independent consciousness for less than forty years, not four thousand years."

Dor shook his head at Krent, and then said to himself:

"What the book says is right. The best way to prevent being deceived is to deceive others first!"

"This is totally a fallacy! Wait, why does this sentence sound so familiar to me?"

Krent suddenly froze in place, because he quickly remembered where he had seen this sentence.

“It was this book that made me understand human emotions.”

Duoer carefully took out a book from his clothes. The book was well maintained but still showed obvious signs of aging.

The five words "The Legend of the Great Detective" on the cover made Krent feel creepy, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Yes! It is this book!
The first part of "The Great Detective Legend"!
What Doerr just said came from this debut work.

This sentence has been repeatedly quoted by the author in other series of works, so much so that even Krent, who has only read other series of works, knows the source of this sentence.

But the question is...isn't this the isolated Yharnam? Why would a "The Legend of the Great Detective" appear here, and it's a debut work?
Krent's thoughts became confused.

He was not a person who liked to use his brain to begin with, and he was overwhelmed by the complex problems that he encountered one after another, to which even a wise man would not be able to think of the answers immediately.

Finally, Krent could only focus on the cover of "The Legend of the Great Detective" in Dor's hand. Under the conspicuous five words, he suddenly saw the following subtitle:
"The beginning of a legend! When will the sunrise come to the city where darkness lasts forever? He actually needs to defeat the apostles chosen by the three Outer Gods and completely end the unfinished Outer God Summoning Ceremony!"

……

"Where are we going now?"

After walking out of the theater, Hera stretched lazily in a seductive manner, and then asked Ye He about the next itinerary.

"I heard there's a club called 'Golden Years' here? Let's go there."

While answering Hera's question, Ye He reached out to call for a carriage.

As they were riding in a carriage towards the Golden Years Club, several steam locomotives with varying degrees of damage came out from the street behind the theater and began to catch up with Ye He, to receive their reward for passing Ye He's test.

(End of this chapter)