Chapter 177 Who Are You Farewell

"Why... interfere..." the voice in the dream kept asking.

Vifiya stood where she was, stretched out her hand, and placed it against the invisible barrier.

She couldn't recognize the specific sounds in her dream.

This time, she could not only sense "me", but also her own breathing.

As the sight across the barrier shifted towards the heart, the distance between the sword and the heart seemed a little farther.

What is Saloha? Why do the sounds in dreams keep repeating? Do they also affect me outside of dreams?

After entering the dream, she remembered that this had been mentioned in the previous dream.

There was a moment of silence among the sounds of the dream.

The dark pupils stared at the heart, and the cold light of the long sword suddenly fell visibly, only a little distance away from the heart.

The "I" in the dream was calm. Looking at "me", Vifiya suddenly realized a problem that she had ignored from the beginning to the end.

An obvious question, but one she hadn't thought of.

Who makes the sound in dreams?

Will one person's dream allow another person to appear?

Can the dreams we have now really still be considered dreams?

Unlike before, she didn't need much hinting, and in the dream she smoothly asked the question: "Who are you?"

The darkness was filled with silence, and faint crackling sounds could be heard from all directions.

"I am……"

The last syllable faded in her ears and she could not hear it clearly.

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The blue sky, the neatly made bed, the half-open door and window, the sultry wind.

Nerys stood aside at a loss, her eyes following the black-haired girl.

Vifiya unwrapped the paper surrounding the gravel candy and put the candy in her mouth.

She stared at the sunlight outside the window for a long time, then suddenly shifted her gaze away from the light, her eyes blurring for a moment.

"You're not taking anything?"

Hearing Nerys' question, Vifiya turned around and looked around again. She couldn't think of what she needed to bring. She had nothing when she came.

"You should take a rest." Weifeiya said softly. It was lunch time now.

She asked Nerys and the others if they wanted to leave, and received a negative answer. Their choice was within her expectations.

"I've put the remaining gravel candies on the cabinet. You can divide them up among yourselves." Vifiya instructed.

Nerys's hands fell down and grasped the hem of her skirt.

Vifiya watched her reaction calmly. Nerys couldn't say goodbye, and coincidentally, she was the same.

"Nerys." Vifiya walked up to her, her brows softening. "Thank you."

Thank you for taking care of me these days.

The short-haired girl opened her mouth in a daze. She had been in Sansongta for so long, and Xiaohui was the first one to choose to leave St. Fagus Island.

"Where are you going after you leave?" Nerys finally couldn't help but speak out.

"I don't know." Vifiya answered honestly. She also didn't know where she would go in the future.

She glanced out the window and turned back: "I'm leaving."

She missed the motionless Nerys, and at the moment, she didn't want to think about what she might be thinking.

Goodbye, Nerys.

Behind her, which she didn't see, the short-haired girl couldn't help but take a step forward in her direction. All she saw was the girl's skirt in the gap of the door and the closed wooden door.

Xiao Hui didn't look back.

Vifia raised her eyes and saw Clover waiting outside the door.

Seeing her come out, she brought nothing with her and had an understanding look on her face.

She slung the small bag, for which she had sewn a strap overnight, across Vifiya's body.

"I heard from Maggie." She squatted down in front of Vifia and straightened the girl's skirt. "At least bring a few clothes. I put a handful of gravel sugar, some pickled meat, and a small water bag in it."

Without waiting for Vifia to say anything, Clover stood up and said, "Let's go."

The young maid walked in front of her, and Vifiya held the cloth belt slanted in front of her and caught up with her.

The dormitory belonging to Fei Yi, Eddie and the fat boy was quietly opened. When Vifiya saw their eyes, she waved her hand gently as a goodbye.

The door of Samson Tower was not locked, and the red-haired man stood inside the door yawning.

He turned his head when he heard footsteps approaching from inside the tower.

It was not until Clover and Vifia were almost next to him that he stood up straight and stretched without caring about his image.

"Let's go then." He said lazily.

Vifiya stood still and said, "Wait a little longer."

Clover and the other man couldn't help but look at her. Although they didn't understand why, she said they wouldn't chase them away if they waited a little longer.

The golden light scorched the earth and left a warmth on Vifiya's skin.

She was not sure whether he would come. The best outcome was to use his power to activate the magic circle in the cave, then try to repair the stone circle, and then she would find a way to use the strange power in her body. The last method was the last resort.

After an unknown amount of time, a thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead. She couldn't let Clover and the others and her stay in the sun for too long. Since he didn't come...

The redhead's ears twitched and he looked to the side, seeing someone neither he nor Clover had expected slowly coming towards them.

Vifiya followed their gaze, her short grass-green hair shone with the richness of life in the sunlight.

Clover watched in surprise as he approached Vifia step by step.

Was it just because Xiao Hui had been eating at the same table with him for a while? The young maid knew it wasn't true, as it wasn't like someone else had eaten at his table before.

Or maybe Xiao Hui can always avoid his misfortunes, or maybe he is not the kind of person who would react to other people's help.

In the whole of Samsonta, he is not the most "different" person, but he is the most special.

He barely connected with others.

She and the red-haired boy looked at each other and saw each other's surprise. Without asking the boy why he came, she looked down at the girl.

The girl looked up, smiled slightly and said, "Well, we can go now."

Clover escorted the three of them out the door. She looked through the closed iron gate with a smile on her face, "Have a safe journey, Xiao Hui."

Vifia lifted her skirt and saluted: "Thank you, Sister Clover."

Clover waved her hand and watched the three people leave.

The figure was getting farther and farther away, and she frowned. It seemed that the nameless child had not suffered any misfortune recently.

Their figures disappeared from her sight. She turned around and looked up to see Madam Maggie and the sea watchman standing in front of the small window in the tower.

Madam Maggie turned and went back to her office, leaving only the sea keeper Rodo.

When Madam Maggie told him yesterday, he was unwilling to believe it.

Although he looked like such a well-behaved child, he made a decision that most people on St. Fagus Island would not make.

At least in the more than 20 years he has been here, after making the decision to leave the island, there is only one thing he has done.

Now, Xiaohui is the second one.

He started towards the big iron gate. Clover took a few steps forward and said, "Don't you want to go back to the beach?"

Luo Duo shook his head: "Wait until the red-haired man comes back."

The wind on St. Fagus Island was no different from before, hot and salty.

The not-so-strange oak forest, the not-so-familiar cave.

The red-haired boy led the two children through many twists and turns and finally came to the deep cave where the chain monster was last time.

After making sure there was no danger around, he turned around and looked at the two children following closely behind him: "Okay, I've done what I need to do."

Vifia glanced at the stone circle that had been destroyed by the monster before: "I thought you wouldn't bring me here."

The redhead snorted and laughed: "You are Sansongta's child."

"Thanks."

The girl's voice fell into the red-haired ears. She had already raised her legs and walked towards the stone circle. She knew that the green-haired boy had been following her.

Drops of water fell into the deep pool, and the ethereal sound echoed. Vifiya paused, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in her heart.

She looked in the direction of the sound.

“Bang—”

The familiarity faded again.

Strange, what does she feel familiar about?

“Bang—”

"Sa... Luo... Ha..." The vague voice sounded in my mind again.

“Bang—”

A vague image of a long sword suddenly flashed through my mind.

“Bang—”

"Why……"

The sound disappeared in an instant, and Vifiya could hear her own breathing. She listened carefully, but heard nothing.

She could only remember what she didn't understand for the time being and ignore it. She turned her attention back to the magic circle in front of her.

The shallow lines are smooth and there is nothing special about them.

She looked back.

The boy stood quietly beside her. Vifiya lowered her voice and pointed outside the circle of stones: "You will stand here later."

She withdrew her hand: "Use your shiny, sparkling thing and inject it into it, okay?"

The boy didn't react as usual, but he was already here, and Vifiya was still unsure.

Where would she be teleported to? Vifiya didn't know, but at least she had to leave the island first so that she would have a chance to go somewhere else.

She stepped into the magic circle.

The red-haired man stood lazily aside. The stone circle had been destroyed. It was none of his business how Xiao Hui wanted to leave. The only connection between them was Sansonta.

Vifia didn't look at the red-haired girl, her eyes were fixed on the motionless boy.

His bangs covered his eyes, and she still couldn't tell what he was thinking.

The boy moved and stood where she pointed, very obediently.

White light flashed between his hands and poured into the place where Vifiya was standing.

Even though she was mentally prepared, Vifia was still inevitably a little nervous. She held the cloth belt diagonally in front of her with both hands and looked down at the magic circle.

The shallow silver-blue lines gathered his power, seeping into it, emitting light from within, and the lines became deeper.

It started to spin.

The red-haired girl stood up in surprise. A boy? A magician?

If he remembered correctly, the boy had been in Samson Tower for a long time, but no one had discovered that he was a magician?

His gaze shifted to the girl in the magic circle. How long had she been there, and how had she discovered it?

The silver pupil under the long bangs did not look at his hands that were releasing power. He stared at the girl. The silk threads on her body were more active than ever. Across the rotating magic circle, he could clearly see countless threads extending in all directions.

The threads that belonged to her and those that did not belong to her were all stained with her blood.

He smelled her blood again.

"Bang, bang, bang."

The heart was beating, and unlike before, there was no touching her, no holding her string.

He heard her heartbeat.

She is...

For no reason, unfamiliar words that have never appeared before come to mind. Are you nervous?

Her heartbeat was in his ear, in the same place where it was beating, and he couldn't tell if the heartbeat he heard now was hers or his.

She is leaving.

He realized belatedly that she wanted to leave.

The boy couldn't describe how he felt. Before he could react, he had already stepped towards the girl.

Under the rotating white light, the patterns of the magic circle were dazzling. Vifiya looked at the hand that was holding her in surprise. Perhaps because she remembered the silver eyes in her mind at the beginning, she did not shake it off.

The two small figures disappeared into the cave along with the light, and it suddenly became quiet again.

"Dong——" The water drops fall into the deep pool, and there is no difference between the water drops and the deep pool.

The red-haired girl stroked her forehead. It was okay now. She would have to go back and explain to Madam Maggie that there was more than one child leaving the island.

He put down his hand and looked at the lines that had become shallower. It was strange that a child like that would actually make his own decision on his own initiative.

Forget it, it has nothing to do with him.