Chapter 179 A Good Dream

Finally, only Gawain, Amber, and Viscount Kant were left in the study. Knight Philip was guarding the door, and the room seemed extraordinarily quiet for a while.

Viscount Kant exhaled slowly, feeling his physical strength gradually recovering, he showed a wry smile: "It's a nightmare."

"Yes, it was a nightmare," Gawain glanced down at the old viscount, "I don't think you know the reason for your housekeeper's sudden change in temperament, right?"

"As I said just now, I really have no clue," Viscount Kant seemed lost for a moment, then shook his head bitterly, "He has taken care of me for decades, and has been faithfully serving the Kant family. , but just now he seemed to have changed..."

"Have you heard of the Eternal Sleeper?" Gawain suddenly interrupted Viscount Kant's words, and he asked bluntly, staring into the latter's eyes.

Amber next to him involuntarily and quietly put his hand towards the dagger at his waist, and at the same time shrank his body into Gawain's shadow.

"Eternal Sleeper?" Viscount Kant frowned, then nodded slowly, "Yes, I've heard that they are fallen believers of the god of dreams. It is said that they will sneak into the victim's consciousness when people have nightmares, control and even Replacing the latter's mind. Could it be that Carter was controlled by the Eternal Sleeper?"

Seeing Viscount Kant's reaction, Gawain was expressionless and did not show the slightest emotional fluctuations, and then he shook his head: "Anyway, what you need most now is rest - get a good night's sleep and let your physical strength recover. , and I suggest that you better call a few more servants to accompany you, you are old, and you have lost too much physical strength this time, and you need someone to look after you to be safe."

Viscount Kant bowed his head sincerely: "Thank you for your concern."

Gawain and Amber left the study, and Knight Philip, who was waiting at the door, immediately stepped forward: "Sir, how is the situation inside?"

"Viscount Kant has recovered - except for a little weakness," Gawain whispered as he walked forward quickly, "the current clues all point to the old housekeeper - at least it looks like this.

"

Knight Philip was stunned for a moment: "On the surface? Do you have other doubts, my lord?"

"The timing of that Butler Carter's 'big change' is just too good," Gawain frowned, "If he is an Eternal Sleeper cultist or a superhuman who is bewitched by the Eternal Sleeper, then he should be ready before we arrive at the castle. Everything should be dealt with, and if he is not ready, then simply don't take any action, because all slave capture plans are signed by Viscount Kant, and the 'resurrection' of the Viscountess will also lead to suspicion to Victor Kant, That Steward Carter did nothing, so he was naturally free of any suspicion—the suspicion was already on Viscount Kant."

Amber blinked and slowly recalled: "I remember that when we were discussing the suspicion of Viscount Kant, butler Carter suddenly assassinated... This is to take the initiative to transfer the suspicion to himself? So the real purpose of the butler is actually Are you protecting your master?"

Then she suddenly realized: "No wonder! No wonder that dagger avoids the key point!"

"In this way, we can be more certain that Viscount Kant is the main messenger of all this!" Philip's face showed a trace of eagerness, and the sense of justice began to thump in the young knight's chest, "My lord, the one who destroyed the cultist's plan The time has come!"

Gawain's face was serious, and he still felt that he had missed something, but in the end he had to nod his head: "It really can't be delayed. But before we alert Viscount Kant, we must first find the core that maintains the 'Illusion Space' and put this ritual into place. The magic ends and isolates Viscount Kant from that magic core. If I'm right, the thing that sustains the magic should be a lantern."

"A lantern? Does the Viscountess always carry a lantern in her hand?" Amber suddenly remembered - she is very sensitive to anything that looks more valuable, and that lantern looks very valuable, "Is that the one? Then why don't I steal it?"

"It looks the same, but the lantern in Lilith Kant's hand is probably just a replica," Gawain shook his head, "The real lantern has a very obvious magical response, it should be placed in the place where Lilith Kant usually stays. near the place.”

The three had already returned to the guest room at this time, and Gawain poured himself a glass of water, but did not drink it, but looked at Amber after a brief thought: "I need you to do one thing - be your old man. Row."

"No problem, I'm good at this kind of thing," Amber patted his chest with a smug look, "Tell me, where is the Kant family's ancestral grave?"

"...I didn't ask you to dig other people's ancestral graves!" Gawain almost didn't come up in one breath, he said in his heart that fortunately he hadn't drank water yet, otherwise he would have been choked to death by this shame of all things, "I'll let you find that one. A real lantern - steal it if you can!"

"So in the end, we still have to steal the lamp," Amber rolled his eyes. "That's a rough range, right? This castle is huge!"

"North Tower, Lilith Kant lives in the North Tower all year round, if I guess correctly, in the cellar," Gawain said, "Nominally, she stayed there because of her weakness and photophobia, but It was more like some kind of house arrest."

Amber raised her eyebrows: "The cellar? That kind of place has a lot of shadow power, and it's where I cast it!"

After Amber set off, only Gawain and Knight Philip were left in the room. The latter stood quietly near the door and was in charge of guarding.

Knight Philip broke the silence: "My lord, is it really okay to let Amber steal the core of the ceremony? Just based on her combat power..."

"If all goes well, she doesn't need to fight at all, and if she really encounters an enemy and it is difficult to succeed, then she will definitely run back as soon as possible." Gawain shook his head and said, his eyes fell on the water glass in his hand, His face was reflected on the slightly rippling water, and his thoughts drifted farther away. During the drifting thoughts, the lantern in Lilith Kant's hand suddenly appeared in his mind.

He vaguely remembered that after he gave the lantern to Selena seven hundred years ago, the latter combined the power of the lantern with his own dream magic, but what was the specific usage?

Selena seems to have mentioned... She walks in the nightmare of a warrior, the dream is often filled with twisted roads and layers of fog, and the lantern can guide her on the right path, so that she will not be in the dream. Lost in the world, and allow her to see what the dream really looks like...

The lantern that leads the way... lantern? !

Gawain suddenly realized where his biggest blind spot was.

While realizing this blind spot of thinking, a bizarre and unbelievable truth also took shape rapidly in his speculation. This truth is so contrary to common sense and so unbelievable, but this is probably the real truth in this castle. Things that happened!

Gawain stood up suddenly and put the water glass in his hand on the table. Knight Philip, who was standing at the door, was startled: "Sir?"

"We got it wrong!" Gawain quickly walked towards the door, "It was completely wrong from the beginning!"

Knight Philip was stunned by Gawain's endless words: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Gawain put his hand on the doorknob, turned his head and frowned and stared at the young knight's eyes: "This is not Viscount Kant's dream! Come with me!"

The two left the room, and while walking quickly through the entire corridor, Gawain quickly told the knight beside him his conjectures and findings.

Philip's eyes widened, and in the end, he was completely stunned: "How... how could such a thing happen?"

Then he reacted: "Isn't Amber really in danger?!"

"No, according to my judgment, she will not be in danger at this stage, because the dream maker hasn't woken up yet," Gawain said quickly, "It's just that we must split up now... Philip, I have a mission. here you are."

"Sir, please order!"

"Go to the back of the main castle building, find an abandoned stable, and use your evil-detection abilities to search..."

Knight Philip led the way, while Gawain quickly walked through the corridor, walked up the stairs, and came to Victor Kant's study.

The study was still shrouded in an eerie gloomy atmosphere as before, and Victor Kant sat quietly behind the heavy desk, motionless like a sculpture.

The old viscount's gaze fell on the sheets of paper in front of him, and it was not until Gawain walked in front of him that he raised his head dully and said in a calm tone, "You are here, Duke."

Gawain looked into the Viscount's eyes quietly, and he saw a trace of sadness and relief in the other's eyes, but there was no fear.

"You seem to...know that I'm coming."

"It's just a hunch," Viscount Kant showed a stiff smile, "You can do what you want now."

"I'm here just to tell you a story," Gawain brought a chair from the corner and sat opposite Viscount Kant, he looked at the old face of the other party, his tone was calm and gentle, "This The story begins more than 30 years ago, on a rainy night...

"That night, Kant led the young Viscount, that is, you, riding a carriage through the rainy night, with your wife and son in the carriage.

"The carriage slid into the mountain stream because of a slip of mud or stone, and unfortunately you were thrown out of the carriage.

"Mr Victor Kant, you were killed instantly - and your son.

"And your more unfortunate wife, Mrs. Lilith Conder, is clearly unable to withstand such blows and pressures...

"So, she chose to let herself 'die' and let her husband and son 'survive' - at least in her dreams, that's how it went.

"That's all, Monsieur Viscount."

Victor Kant sat quietly in the chair, and suddenly let out a sigh, his voice ethereal as if from another world: "It's a nightmare, isn't it?"

"Yes, it was a nightmare."

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