Chapter 172 Entering the Corridor of Truth

Beatrice suddenly missed Castel.

That place was always full of vitality. Everyone was busy, as if there was always something to do and there seemed to be a bright future. It was not like here now, where the pedestrians on the street were like corpses waiting to decay.

Come to think of it, it was not until now that she suddenly understood what Count Hughes had done. He was clearly taking advantage of her.

Beatrice thought she should be angry, but her chest was filled with completely opposite emotions.

There were many people who wanted to take advantage of her, she had seen a lot of them these days, their tactics were more sophisticated and their actions were more acceptable, but she only felt disgusted.

Why is Count Hughes different?

She couldn't explain it clearly. The investigator's ability didn't help her this time. She could see through other people's disguises, but she couldn't even tell what they were thinking.

Maybe he is special.

Just like this small and simple room, it lacks the magnificence and grandeur of the villa in the manor, but it can give her a sense of warmth and allow her to rest for a while.

What was so good about Castel? She didn't know, but it was really nice to be there, with so much excitement and hope on everyone's face.

After a long time, she inexplicably wanted to contact him, even if it was just to send a few meaningless greetings. As long as she felt that her connection with the island was still there, she would feel comfortable.

Just like her favorite cushion when she was a child, she would build a castle with it, lie in it all day long, and no one would call her out.

Beatrice happily wrote a thick letter, in which she introduced the current situation of the Rhine in a long-winded tone, and also boasted about how popular her soap was. This was something she had learned recently, and she wanted to show her own value, which should make Count Hughes happy.

She took the letter and went to the church. She knew the church had means of communication, but she didn't know if she could send the letter.

But she got stuck at the first step.

It is true that the church can send letters, but Castres is located in a remote area and the letters cannot be delivered.

As for the remote transmission of information, this is not open to ordinary people. Fortunately, she is not an ordinary person.

With her identity as an investigator and the influence of John's family, she successfully persuaded the priest in the church. Beatrice put the crumpled letter back into her pocket, feeling a little disappointed. Although the letter could not be sent, it was good to be able to say a few words.

Unfortunately, this little expectation was dashed.

For some reason, Castel lost contact. No one knows what happened there, and the church doesn't care about it. It's just a remote deserted island.

Beatrice could convince the church to open the link to the Sea of ​​Unconsciousness for her, but she couldn't convince the church to send investigators. She couldn't leave Rhine for the time being and could only worry.

Fortunately, the priest told her how to enter the Corridor of Truth, and she could try it herself.

Thinking of this, Beatrice narrowed her eyes slightly. After this setback, she suddenly realized that she had almost no influence in the church. Since Uncle Jules left, the new cardinal ignored her words. The fat priest agreed with all her words with a fake smile, but ignored her request.

She doesn't like this.

Before leaving, Beatrice asked the young priest's name.

"My name is Michel, Lady Beatrice!" The priest stood up excitedly, his eyes full of surprise.

"Call me Juan. Since Uncle Jules left the family, I will inherit the name Juan. Who are you now?"

"I am now a second-level priest, the Speaker of the Heart of the Rhine Diocese, Lord John." Michelle tried hard to appear calm, but his words could not help but tremble a little.

"Well, thank you very much for your help today. I will write a thank you letter to the church."

Beatrice shook her head, trying to get rid of the recent memories from her mind. She suddenly felt a little strange. She didn't know why she did this. Maybe she just couldn't stand others' rejection of her? Wanting to cause trouble for those who looked down on her was a very childish idea. Hesitation mixed with fear made her bury her head deep in the sofa.

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore.

She wanted to enter the Corridor of Truth to see if she could find Castel's beacon, ask what happened there, and have a word with Count Hughes.

She is an investigator of the Candlelight Society. It is normal for her to be concerned about why the church lost the beacon. It can even be said that it is her duty. No one can find fault with it.

But she was not sure whether she could succeed.

Michelle told her a lot of techniques for exploring the Corridor of Truth, and if nothing unexpected happened, the risk would not be great.

And she also has confidence in herself. Castel is her [anchor], and Hughes is also her [anchor]. The desire in her heart is strong enough, and she will not get lost.

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Taking a deep breath, she lay down on the sofa, ready to make her first attempt.

No additional rituals were required to enter the Corridor of Truth; it could be done under the light of the moon candles - or even without the moon candles, it would just be more dangerous.

The sea of ​​unconsciousness is not such an inconvenient thing. It has no fixed shape, and accurate and sophisticated rituals will inevitably point in the wrong direction.

"Where is the Corridor of Truth?" Beatrice murmured to herself. She now needed to consolidate her cognition and imagine what the place she needed to go looked like.

"The Sea of ​​Unconsciousness is outside the high walls of reality, but where are the high walls of reality?" Beatrice hesitated for a moment, and after glancing at the bright moon candle, she was ready to activate her extraordinary abilities directly.

The investigator is the most suitable supernatural path to explore the Sea of ​​Unconsciousness, because she can easily get answers to questions. Supernatural beings from other paths will be stuck outside the door and need to figure out how to enter the Sea of ​​Unconsciousness on their own, but as long as the investigator is willing to endure the pollution, she can get the answer directly.

This is both her privilege and the curse she carries. Investigators are affected by the Sea of ​​Unconsciousness at all times. They cannot truly escape from there, and the inexplicable strange whispers in their ears will accompany them throughout their lives.

Extraordinary power surged in her chest. She skipped the process and got the result directly. An inexplicable word suddenly appeared in her mind.

“Reality has no walls.”

Hmm? There is no high wall in reality, but the sea of ​​unconsciousness is outside the wall?

Before she could figure out what it meant, a pollution spread through her limbs and bones, and then she felt as if the world was turned upside down for a moment.

She blinked and found herself standing in a long corridor with countless doors on both sides.

(End of this chapter)