Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 829: Have you found that person?
"Have you heard of precognitive dreams?" Bai Ye suddenly asked.

Saint Shallia was slightly startled, then nodded hesitantly. Not only did she know, but she was also very familiar with it, because among that ancient and mysterious nomadic people, there had always been a saying: dreams are a revelation of fate and a harbinger of the future. In the heyday of mysticism, great witches who were proficient in herbal medicine and alchemy would often light carefully prepared incense and fall asleep in the drowsy and ignorant mist. Then they would see all kinds of bizarre and incredible scenes in their dreams, and predict their fate and future direction from them, just like counting the veins on the leaves of a miniature potted plant. This is the so-called precognitive dream.

This is a special divination ritual, which is said to be more accurate than common star divination, branch divination or card divination. However, it is also a profound skill that only great wizards can master. Since the 99th great wizard Method died in the Dark Ages, no qualified successor has appeared in the Morya tribe, so the method of actively entering the precognitive dream has been lost.

But the old wizard who baptized Saint Shallia with his own blood once said that some spiritually sensitive mortals can enter precognitive dreams without rituals, but they do not understand the various obscure and profound images in the dreams, so they often regard them as ordinary dreams and ignore them, so that at a certain moment on a certain day in the future, they will suddenly have a confused sense of familiarity with the time and space they are experiencing. Modern scientists call it déjà vu, but it is just a sequelae of precognitive dreams.

"Then do you know that predictive dreams can not only predict the future?" Bai Ye asked again.

Saint Shallia shook her head blankly. She naturally didn’t know. Not only did she not know, but even the Moryas’ witchcraft tradition did not mention whether predictive dreams had any other uses.

Bai Ye smiled gently, with a deep arc at the corner of his mouth: "Dreams are the veins of the soul. What kind of soul will have what kind of dream is destined from the beginning. That is to say, if the soul has not changed, the predictive dream can even allow you to trace back to the past and see what the soul of your last self, the last self, and even the first self looked like. I think you have experienced it yourself. In that dream, you saw your previous life, right, Miss Saint Xia Liya?"

Saint Xia Liya naturally recalled the dream she had just had because of this sentence - not the dream of entering the fairyland by mistake, but the dream at the beginning. In the dream, she was vaguely talking to someone, and that person gave her a very familiar feeling, but it was like looking at flowers in the fog, and she couldn't see clearly. So, was that someone she knew in her previous life? Could it be that she had already met her in this life? Otherwise, where did that familiar feeling across the dream come from?

The girl thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't get an answer. She couldn't help thinking that if she could have this dream a few more times, maybe she would be able to remember it. But predictive dreams are not something you can have just because you want to... Wait! ?

Saint Xia Liya finally reacted. She raised her head and looked at the girl in front of her in disbelief: "Miss Bai Ye, could it be that you have the ability to make people have premonitions in dreams?"

"I advise you not to do this." Bai Ye said, "Only when people have unexpected dreams can their precognitive dreams be real and accurate enough. Once too many complicated emotions are mixed in, it will make it more difficult to trace and interpret the dream. So, if you want them to successfully regain their memories, don't mention this to them, and it's best not to mention my existence."

At least don’t be like me today, being frightened by Miss Bai Ye who suddenly appeared in my dream.

He is really a person who does whatever he wants. He is as willful as a cat. He will only pay attention to you when he is happy. When he is unhappy, he will lie on the roof alone to bask in the sun. If you want to get close to him, you might get bitten back. It is obvious that people are raising cats, so why do people feel that cats are the masters?

"That's it."

This is the truth that Linger taught her. If it was the previous Saint Xia Liya, she would definitely be hesitant, but now that she has made up her mind, she will not be so indecisive. She immediately asked Bai Ye if she could use her power to help everyone recover their memories. In this regard, the gray-haired girl's attitude was a bit ambiguous, and her tone was noncommittal: "Whatever."

"I don't need any credit." Bai Ye shook his head: "Or to put it bluntly, I actually don't want to do this kind of thing at all. If it wasn't for that little idiot Gloria begging me all night, do you think I would bother for a bunch of strangers? Gloria is a sister to you, but I am not."

Saint Xia Liya seemed a little hesitant: "But if this happens, no one will know that it was your contribution, right?"

Is it a good thing or a bad thing to recall the past? The betrayal from Saint Tumi, the betrayal from humans, the war and chaos from the earthly world, and the helplessness and pain of the sisters who parted ways due to different beliefs... What does it mean to regain the feelings of that time?
Saint Xia Liya didn't understand any of this and couldn't figure it out. She just felt that memory might not be a good thing, but forgetting was definitely a bad thing. Between the uncertain and the absolute, she would rather choose the former, because at least, it was a possibility.

Whatever? What does whatever mean?
"What I mean by casually is that I will do it when I am happy." Bai Ye glanced at her: "Just like I appeared here today."

It doesn't matter, that's enough.

Saint Shalia didn't know how to respond to this answer for a moment.

What she said made sense, but...

Bai Ye said calmly, "Dreams are the language of the soul. What a person thinks about will be faithfully reflected in his dreams. In this case, it is reasonable for me, who possesses the power of the kingship of the soul, to help people dream. However, this ability is not as useful as you think. All I can do is provide an introduction. What you see in the dream, whether you can stay conscious, and even glimpse the truth behind the fog, all depends on the will of the dreamer himself."

If predictive dreams can really help people trace their past lives, and if Bai Ye really has the ability to make people have predictive dreams... doesn't that mean that the memories and powers that everyone has lost due to reincarnation can be gradually recovered with her help?

She took this answer as a promise and nodded, "Then, I will tell everyone about this so that they can be mentally prepared."

Would she be happier if I stroked her fur?
Such a thought suddenly popped up in Saint Shallia's mind, but she quickly shook it off. Alice was probably the only person in the entire Cloud Whale Sky Island who would do such a suicidal thing.

This was too straightforward, leaving Saint Shallia speechless for a long while, not knowing how to respond.

"That's it, anyway."

Bai Ye turned around, waved his hand casually, and walked out of the room without giving Saint Xia Liya a chance to continue speaking. Looking at her back, a new question suddenly emerged in Saint Xia Liya's mind: Since the precognitive dream can help the young girl Wang Quan regain the memory of her past life, why does Gloria still know nothing about the past? She didn't even need to ask Bai Ye this question, she could think of the answer herself: If Gloria regained her past memories, the curse on her would also be resolved. In this case, what would happen to Bai Ye, the second personality born from the curse?

Gloria obviously values ​​her second personality and doesn't want to see that happen, so she deliberately ignores the memory of her past life? Or does she not know what that means, and Bai Ye himself doesn't want to disappear, so he secretly prevents her from recovering her memory?
No matter which possibility it is, it feels like it will lead to a complicated ending.

The past and the future are really unpredictable.

Saint Xia Liya watched Bai Ye's back as he pushed the door open and disappeared into the gradually shrinking gap until she could no longer see him. She sighed softly, and the sigh echoed in the empty room, along with the sound of the lamb sleeping soundly. It seemed as if something was broken, making a crisp sound, and then everything fell into darkness.

……

Saint Shalia woke up from her bed for the third time and saw the familiar ceiling.

The first thing she did after waking up was to stand up and look at the window next to her. She found that there was no gray-haired girl standing there, so she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief; the second thing she did was to reach out and pinch her cheek, using the slight pain to confirm that she had really returned to reality, and not fallen into another infinitely repetitive dream.

After lying in bed for a while, Saint Xia Liya got out of bed. The lamb was still sleeping beside the bed, snoring, so Saint Xia Liya tried her best to tiptoe and carefully walked around it without waking it up. She took off her pajamas, changed into the skirt she usually wore, washed and dressed a little, and then she gently pushed the door and left the room, walking downstairs to the hall. As soon as she reached the stairs, she heard Alice's attentive voice coming from below: "Come on, sign it. Don't worry, there is no text trap. This is a newcomer's benefit. As long as you sign it, you will have great wealth and glory!"

It's strange, why did Alice get up so early today? And who is she talking to?
Saint Shallia walked down the stairs and looked in the direction of the voice. She saw the golden-haired maid holding the Adventurer's Guild membership list, which was thicker than a dictionary. She was earnestly persuading new members to sign their names on it. Not only would they contribute to the development and growth of the Adventurer's Guild around the continent, but they would also get a strong backing and enjoy all kinds of benefits unique to adventurers. Why not?

As for who the new member who was persuaded was, there was probably no one else except Gloria who had just arrived on the island.

Looking at the embarrassed, helpless, and slightly awkward expression on the gray-haired girl's face, it was clear that she was now in a gentler personality. If it were Bai Ye, he would definitely reject this suspicious invitation without hesitation, right? No, maybe he would just ignore Alice?
The sound of the girl's footsteps as she came downstairs attracted everyone's attention. The pink-haired girl who was placing tableware at everyone's table looked up when she heard the sound, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "Sister Xiaoxia, good morning!"

"Well, good morning, Metien." Saint Xia Liya smiled and nodded to her: "Are you preparing breakfast? Can I help too?"

"No need, it will be ready soon. By the way, Sister Xiaoxia, why did you get up so late today?"

It turns out that it wasn't Alice who got up too early, but I got up too late?

Saint Xia Liya thought about it, and then said to Metien: "Well, because last night, I had a few... very interesting dreams."

When she said this, she deliberately glanced at Gloria who was being harassed by Alice, but the latter did not show any abnormality. It seemed that she did not know what Saint Shalia had dreamed last night. Although they were two personalities in the same body, was it only Bai Ye who could enter other people's dreams? Was it because the curse eroded the original power of the King of the Heart, or was it the special thing about Bai Ye himself?
There seemed to be many mysteries about that cold and taciturn personality that were difficult to explain.

"Interesting dream?" Metien tilted his head, confused.

But she didn't wonder for too long, because as time went by, other people also came to the first floor hall one after another: Shemi, who liked to sleep in like Alice, flew down from upstairs rubbing his sleepy eyes, and was immediately caught by his second sister Shesta, who scolded him severely; Olvera, carrying a whale watering can, staggered in from outside the door, and said that she was going to water the violets in the small garden while it was still early; Not long after Olvera arrived, Rorona also arrived. Although she looked energetic, it seemed that she had been busy in the alchemy workshop all night without rest, so there were still some impurities of alchemical materials on her sleeves, but when Saint Shalia asked about it, she just smiled and got away with it.

Afterwards, Saint Charia saw the Countess coming down from upstairs angrily. Without saying a word, she went into the kitchen and appeared again with a crestfallen little bat in her hand. It turned out that Leticia had gotten up long ago and had been lurking in the kitchen, trying to sabotage the proprietress Shesta while she was cooking some sinful dishes (such as vegetable soup and vegetable salad). But Nevill, who had searched the second floor of the hotel but could not find the little bat, guessed her location after a little thought and immediately captured her. As a result, the plan failed before it was even implemented, and only the sound of Metien's snickering was heard.

Today, the morning of the Fairy Sleep Inn was still very lively. The scenes in front of her made Saint Shallia feel particularly familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere before: Metien who always helped everyone in her best efforts, the unreliable fairy Xiemi, Princess Beman who watered the violets, the cunning alchemist, Alice who did her own thing and caused trouble for others, and the iron-faced and selfless Neviel...

But it seems like a very important person is missing.

"Good morning."

Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind.

what.

Saint Shaliya couldn't help but think: I found that person.

She turned around and gave the other person a bright and warm smile: "Good morning, Lingge."

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)