Act 81 Past Balls II

Somehow, Brando always felt that he had seen this forest there. But this is not surprising when you think about it. The dream of the nameless person is merged with his memory fragments, and the dream itself is full of his personal imprint.

He stayed by the river for a while and suddenly remembered. He remembered that when he was a child, there was a park near his home, and the pine trees in the park grew so tall.

Brando's heart suddenly started pounding.

He thought of his childhood and his parents. They were still young and proud of him at that time. When he was young, he was like all children, full of confidence, thinking that he could bear this sustenance.

But he ultimately let them down.

Brando once thought that such disappointment was due to his own failure. In order to escape, he became addicted to the game; but it wasn't until he met the Sword Master of Eruin - his grandfather - in the dream of the Golden Tree that he realized how wrong he was. Outrageous.

But does he still have a chance to ask for forgiveness?

Could it be that Lady Martha was willing to give him this chance?

Brando looked at the light outside the forest and couldn't help but hold his heart. He still remembers that at that time, various celebrations would be held in the park every holiday, and his parents would take him as a child to participate in park activities.

He knew it was just a dream.

But standing by the river, there seemed to be a thousand pounds of weight under my feet. The evening breeze blew and the woods rustled. At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the forest. Brando turned his head slightly and his heart jumped suddenly.

"Anyone else?"

Brando turned around and saw an unexpected person stumbling out of the forest - Prince Haruze. The little prince gasped sharply, and raised his head to look at his teacher in surprise, but his eye circles soon turned red, with tears shining in his eyes: "Teacher Brando... I, I thought I would never find him again. You guys."

Brando was stunned.

He never dreamed that this young lady would come into his dream. Although the guide says. The dreams of the nameless themselves reflect the incompleteness of their memories. The dream world is filled with other people's memories - in "Amber" it is determined based on the player's experience - sometimes other players will interfere with another player's dream.

But the problem is - this is modern times! Modern! Modern!

Brando's mind is in a mess, what should he do? It would be okay if the little prince could see his dream. Although his family did not live in a prosperous urban area when he was a child, this small county town was not considered a backward area. Let Haruze see those reinforced concrete buildings, high-rise buildings, cars and some other messy things. How should he explain it?

How about knocking Haruze unconscious?

He immediately shook his head. This was unlikely, unless he wanted to murder the little prince here. Since Haruze entered his dream, it means that their missions are consistent. If the little prince cannot redeem himself, then he will have no choice but to stay in the dream forever.

When Brando thought of this, he froze there for a moment.

"what to do……?"

This was the only question left in his mind.

"Teacher?" Haruze couldn't help but feel a little scared when he saw Brando standing motionless by the river, looking directly at him. Shrinking back slightly. He has never seen the Earl like this before. Brando is always very gentle on weekdays.

Although Brando's request was somewhat harsh, Haruze was made even more stringent by his sister. On the contrary, most of the time he was very fond of this gentle Earl.

"Uh... Haruze." Brando whispered. It was decided to vaccinate the little prince first. After all, Haruze is not old, so he might be able to muddle through.

"Huh?" Haruze blushed and breathed carefully. He responded quietly.

"You know, we are in a dream-"

"I know, teacher. I heard what you said just now,

You said we were in the dreams of the Nameless, dreams filled with our own memories. "The little prince replied seriously like a well-behaved student.

He was scared when he was alone in the dark, but when he saw his teacher, he felt calm again. Brando is the hero who saved Ampelsel, but in his heart, Brando is the hero who saved his sister.

This, more than any other reason, is enough to make him trust him.

"No, please, please forget that last sentence-" Brando couldn't help but groaned in his heart.

He smiled slightly and said warmly: "Yes, Haruze, but you know, dreams are very weird, so no matter what you see later, don't make a fuss. Don't forget, we are still in a dangerous environment. ."

Brando's heart was filled with laughter that was uglier than crying, and he almost wanted to pull out the Sword of the Earth and stab himself to death.

Haruze blinked, and the half-elf's pointed ears moved slightly. His silver eyes were shining brightly against the moonlight, and he nodded seriously: "I understand, teacher. In fact, I often had strange dreams when I was a child."

There seemed to be no one else around, and the little prince was not as shy as usual. He and Brando have been together for several months, and naturally speaking is not as awkward as it was at the beginning.

Brando breathed a sigh of relief.

"You come with me."

He nodded and turned around, crossing the river beach and walking toward the light source in the distant woodland. Haruze hugged the lion's teeth and followed suit. The two passed through a large black pine forest, and the light source in front was getting brighter and brighter. But at this time, Brando suddenly narrowed his eyes and let out a slight sigh.

He stopped and saw a carriage with its door opened not far away among the woods.

He looked back at Haruze, thinking that it was the little prince's dream projection. But the little prince was looking in that direction blankly, as if he still didn't understand what was happening.

But Brando didn't expect the young lady to see any clues. He was very talented and bold, so he walked over alone and found that there was no one in the carriage. But there was a pool of dazzling blood on the seat, and the smell of blood permeated the forest, which was slightly pungent.

"Teacher?" The little prince soon noticed something unusual on the carriage.

Brando raised his hand to signal his students to be quiet. Every detail in the dream is not generated out of thin air. This scene is either a memory of him or the little prince, or it is part of the lost dream of the nameless person.

It looked like an assassination scene. At the age of the little prince, such a scene will definitely be remembered deeply. It's absolutely impossible not to recognize it. And he himself seemed to have no similar memory. After thinking about it, the only thing left might be part of the lost dream of the nameless person.

Brando couldn't help but pay attention. In this dream, the mission is redemption. Therefore, the dream of the lost person is a very important clue - the legendary nameless person wanders in the dark forest in order to find his lost self. Most of them are driven by regret. Therefore, most of the tasks in dreams are to make up for regrets.

He lowered his head and soon discovered dots of blood around the carriage.

Brando immediately followed the blood traces and walked forward. Not far away, he found his target beside a black pine. It was a dead young man with a dagger stuck in his back. His waist was stooped and his head was lowered, almost leaning on his knees. He had long lost the breath of life.

When Haruze saw this scene. I couldn't help but let out a soft "ah" sound.

"Do you know him?" Brando turned around and asked.

"I don't know." The little prince shook his head.

"Then the power to inspect the body is handed over to me." Brando walked over and helped the young man's body up. This young man looks very delicate, and the clothes he wears show his aristocratic status. He must be a scion of a noble family.

He first picked up the other person's money bag. But as soon as I got the bag, it turned into dust and passed away. Brando was slightly startled. This phenomenon was mentioned in the guide. Since everything in the dream is a remaining memory, except for the most profound parts, most of the other details do not exist, so as soon as you come into contact with him, it will turn into nothingness.

But at this moment, a thin piece of paper fell from the purse that turned into dust.

Brando picked up the piece of paper, only to find that it was blank.

After he pondered for a moment, he understood the reason. In this scene, what the nameless person remembered most was this piece of paper. He firmly remembered this piece of paper, but he even forgot what was written on it.

Brando checked the young man again and found that there were no other more valuable clues. However, he took a look at the seal ring on the young man's hand and noted the appearance of that thing.

"Teacher Brando?" The little prince stared at the piece of paper in his hand, confused.

"This is a clue. But it's not enough to make it remember more things. We need to enter the next scene. In this dream, we will help it trace everything back and let it remember who it is -" Bran Taya looked at the piece of paper in his hand and then answered.

Haruze realized something: "We have to help it find its name, right?"

"Almost." Brando was still very satisfied with his student's understanding.

"But, since it has forgotten everything, how can we help it remember it? It must have been wandering in this forest for many years. Even the history has disappeared under the dust. How can we really remember it? Can you find the memory it wants out of nothing?" Haruze frowned with his thin eyebrows, looking a little curious.

"You still remember that this place is not a complete memory, right? There are also memories of you and me in this world-" Brando suddenly stopped and wanted to slap himself. But the words had already been spoken, and he could only continue with great annoyance: "We are examining its dreams, and it is also examining our dreams. People's experiences are always similar, and the same scenes may evoke its memories. --"

Haruze nodded and looked at his teacher with some admiration.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Brando felt that it was a bit awkward to face a young lady who was blushing and looking at him with big bright eyes.

"Master Lee Woods often told me some stories before he died. I, I don't know if it's disrespectful to the dead to think this way, but I think the master doesn't know as much as you, the teacher."

This flattery is well done. Brando felt a little light-headed, especially since he knew that the little prince was actually very innocent and would not lie at all. He patted Haruze's head: "Everyone has their own specialty -"

Then he straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief. Once entering the task state, the messy thoughts before faded a lot, and the whole person calmed down.

"The brightly lit place over there looks like a small town. I think we can find some clues. Let's go there together." He looked at the edge of the forest and said knowingly.

"Um!"

Haruze didn't know what was going on, and nodded heavily while holding the lion's tooth.

Brando put the young man's body away. Although he knew it was just a dream, he still did it out of respect for the deceased. People who have lost their names wander in the forest all day long because of their regrets. Legend has it that most of these people were spurned by others during their lifetimes - but Brando believes that if a person knows how to regret, then at least there is a pure land in his heart.

Just for the heart of self-salvation, it deserves equal respect.

Then the two of them crossed here and continued forward. This place is only a short distance away from the edge of the woodland. If it were in the real world, the young man's body and the carriage would definitely be discovered soon, but this is a dream, as Brando said, Dreams only pursue the existence of memory itself, and rationality does not exist here.

The light flows into the forest like milk, outlining long diagonal shadows on the edge of the forest. Brando followed the opposite direction of light and shadow. He passed through the edge of the woods, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

But he was slightly startled.

The park outside the woods was not the one he imagined. There were no reinforced concrete buildings, no cars, and no high-rise buildings.

A classical city lies outside the forest, with a moat and scattered small towns outside the city. The stars are brightly lit, and a towering city wall cuts across it, surrounding the city from far and near.

A little closer, a road leads through the forest to the city gate in the distance. There were many tents set up on both sides of the avenue. The tents were brightly lit and filled with fruits, vegetables and wine barrels. There was even a stage set up not far away, and he saw clowns performing on it, with actors singing and dancing, and the music was cheerful.

It looked like some kind of festival in the countryside in any part of Eruin.

But because the contrast was so great, Brando couldn't help but be stunned for a while. Until Haruze walked out from behind him, saw the city in the distance and yelled - 'Ah! ’

Brando knew the meaning of this short exclamation.

It's like he knows that city.

Menstros.

The royal capital of Eruin.

(PS: There is one more chapter, please wait.)