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The wind outside the window was almost silent, and Lumian let his thoughts spread out in such a peaceful state, thinking about something instinctively:
"There are still lights on in the corridor, Liya seems to be still awake, she is still reading Aurora's collection...
"There's no light in my bedroom, Valentine should be in bed, Ryan doesn't know what he's doing...
"Hehe, they didn't bring any wine when they came to the door for the first time, and they don't understand the customs of Da Liege at all...
"If the cycle can be broken, my sister can become the informant in the eighth round. At that time, she won't have to worry about being investigated when she goes to Trier... As for me, I don't need to do special things just to be an informant. Check it?
"Now, the whole thing has a complete conjecture, the only thing that is not sure is what role the owl in the tomb and the dead wizard played in it....?
"If they bewitched the priest and the others, brought anomalies, and hoped to use the ritual of the twelfth night to achieve something, then why didn't they take any action during these cycles, except to monitor my progress in exploring the ruins of the dream?
"Could it be that they are waiting for a specific time node like Mrs. Pouaris, or waiting for the ceremony of Twelfth Night to complete the destroyed part, so they don't want the cycle to change and always restart in advance?
"Their behavior in turn proves that the key to the cycle is on me, so they come again and again to confirm how far I have explored in the ruins of the dream...
"If I unlock the secret of the dream before the arrival of the twelfth night, and master the method of recycling pollution, will they stop worrying about the possible restart of the cycle and directly attack me and forcefully control me?
"Well, they probably have memories too..."
Amidst all kinds of thoughts, Lumian suddenly heard a slight movement.
"Meh..."
It was the cry of sheep, as if it came from far away.
Lumian instantly thought of the sheep that the three had turned into, and of the shepherd Pierre Berry.
He doesn't really want to attack us in the dead of night, does he? Lumian stood up abruptly and listened attentively.
Outside the window, there is only the movement of the wind blowing through the leaves and branches, and there is no sound of "baa".
Just now, it seemed that Lumian was too absorbed in thinking about things, so that he had hallucinations.
But he didn't think so, because he felt a slight heat in his left chest.
The black thorn symbol seemed to stand out again!
This means that some invisible force that is closely related to that hidden existence has quietly eroded into this room.
Lumian didn't care about it, rushed to the bed in two steps, and shook Aurora.
"Wake up! Wake up!" he shouted under his voice.
He was instinctively worried that Liya, Ryan, and Valentine would notice the abnormality in him.
Aurora opened her eyes, and the light blue pupils were obviously confused and dazed.
"What time is it?" She asked in a slightly weak voice, and she was not really awake yet.
"There is a situation." Lumian gave the key words first, and then said, "It's still half an hour to ten o'clock."
They are one of the few families in the village with wall clocks.
Auror's eyes were sharp for an instant, she sat up quickly, raised her right hand, and squeezed her temples on both sides.
At this time, she didn't think about what would happen if she saw something she shouldn't see.
If you can't find the abnormality as soon as possible and confirm the problem, then maybe you don't need to read anything in the future.
Dead people don't need eyes!
As the eyes became darker, as if reflecting many strange and indescribable lights and shadows, Auror looked around.
Lumian took this opportunity to tell his sister the details of hearing a sheep bleating far away, and the black thorn symbol on his chest being activated.
Aurora frowned and said: "But I didn't find anything..."
"The burning sensation in my chest is still there." Lumian responded in a deep voice.
He was inexplicably terrified, and felt that the darkness around him was not pure, and hidden an unspeakable danger.
Aurora cautiously and focusedly looked at every place in the room, trying to find out the unknown thing.
During the silence, layers of cold sweat broke out from Lumian's back, which was in stark contrast to the scorching heat of his left chest.
He considered for a while and said, "Why don't you tell Ryan and them to see if they can find out the problem?"
Aurora thought for a while, then nodded slightly and said, "Use your sudden premonition of danger as an excuse."
"Okay." Lumian opened his mouth and was about to shout outside.
Suddenly, he froze.
"What's wrong?" Aurora asked with concern.
Lumian frowned and replied: "The fever in my chest is disappearing quickly..."
That means the black thorns symbol is gradually "fading".
"Maybe." Lumian turned and shouted to the corridor, "There is something wrong!"
In the blink of an eye, Ryan appeared at the door, followed by Liya, and finally Valentine with a wake-up expression.
Without waiting for them to ask, Lumian replaced the burning feeling in his chest with a premonition of danger, and recounted what happened just now.
Ryan listened quite intently, without questioning that it was Lumian's hallucination, and said with emotion: "It's really useful to take turns on night duty.
"Most of the time this may just be boring waiting, but as long as it comes in handy, it is almost equal to saving everyone's life."
While speaking, he made a little bit of pure morning light appear around him, and walked around every room on the second floor.
Although he failed to find out the evil power, at least he sanctified the environment.
Liya wandered around muttering words, and the small silver bells on the veil and boots sometimes became intense and sometimes stopped.
Finally, she said to Aurora and Lumian: "It was really dangerous just now, and it has a certain anti-divination power, which prevented my sealed item from warning in time. I'm afraid I have to wait until it really starts to deal with someone. The bell will ring.
"But now, it's gone."
"That's good." Aurora was slightly relieved.
"Maybe it's not it." Lumian returned to his normal state and said with a smile, "It's them."?
"..." Ryan and the others were silent.
"This is even scarier, okay?" Aurora scolded Lumian and said to the three investigators, "Since the alarm has been lifted, let's continue with the previous arrangement."
She didn't discuss who the "erosion" just came from. There are too many possibilities, for example, the shepherd Pierre Berry, for example, the figure in the tomb who does not belong to, for example, an abnormal copy priest.
In the absence of sufficient clues, pointless discussions will only waste everyone's rest time, so it is better to wait until the daytime.
As for now, they just need to remember that the night is indeed dangerous, and if real people try to deal with them, they must increase their vigilance.
When Liya and the others returned to their rooms, Lumian glanced at the wall clock on the wall with the help of the crimson moonlight seeping through the window, and said to Aurora, "Would you like to sleep longer?"
"No, it's too uncomfortable to fall asleep and wake up at this time." Aurora opened her arms and stretched decently, "Hey, in order to deal with accidents, this skirt hides a lot of spell-casting materials and useful items. I didn't dare to turn over just now, I was afraid of hurting myself, so I slept very stiffly."
As she spoke, she jumped out of bed, walked to the window, opened the curtain, and looked outside.
The village of Kordu was quiet, and many houses were still lit.
"Actually, I thought it was the owl who couldn't help but attack us, but there is no sign of it outside." Aurora looked around and explained his actions to Lumian.
Lumian nodded: "I think so too."
He then told his sister what he had just thought about, with a lower voice.
"That's right, the ability to analyze problems has been improving. I don't even have anything to add." Auror praised with a smile, "But we can't take the initiative to do anything, that tomb is too dangerous..."
Speaking of this, she said "uh": "We can visit Mrs. Puares in the morning, and tell her your speculation, that the possible purpose of the dead wizard and the owl may affect her in a certain time. Get out of the loop at all times."
"Okay, I'll go by myself." Lumian was quite worried that Mrs. Puares was plotting against her sister.
Auror didn't try to be brave, and only warned: "Be careful too, don't provoke her, or..."
She cast her eyes on Lumian's stomach, and used this action to replace the following words.
Then, Aurora sighed and said, "Actually, the mysterious lady in the old tavern is obviously stronger, but she doesn't want to directly intervene in the internal affairs of the cycle at all. It is impossible for her to take us to investigate that tomb."
"Yes." Lumian agreed deeply.
He immediately said: "But I'm going to go around the old tavern tomorrow to see if I can meet her. What if she changes her mind?"
"Yeah." Aurora didn't object.
The siblings chatted in such a low voice, letting the time pass by, and soon, it was midnight.
After handing over to Liya in the study, Lumian returned to Aurora's bedroom and lay down next to her sister.
Smelling the familiar smell and feeling the soft and elastic pillow, he couldn't fall asleep for a while.
"What's wrong?" Aurora noticed his stiffness.
"I'm not used to it." Lumian replied a little cautiously.
Aurora suddenly sneered: "Is this still the bold Lumian?"
Without waiting for her brother to respond, she breathed out slowly, and said with a smile, "Do you still remember the time when you were with me, afraid that I would sneak away, always refusing to sleep at night, and being very vigilant?"
"I remember." Lumian also fell into the memory, "At that time, you would hum to me and let me fall asleep listening to your voice."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the familiar melody, light and soothing, making people feel peaceful physically and mentally.
Auror, who was leaning on the bed, looked at the crimson darkness ahead, and hummed the melody from her hometown with a gentle and sad expression.
It was the song her mother used to put her to sleep when she was a child.
"Sleep, sleep..."
In the gentle melody, Lumian gradually let go of his discomfort and fell into a deep sleep.
In the place filled with light gray fog, Lumian woke up.
He looked around and found that he did not appear in his sister's bedroom, but was still in the original room.