Chapter 527 Dream and Reunion
As for the island in the sky where the golden chariot appeared, no one, including Klein, who had a strong desire to learn about mystical knowledge, suggested going up to "take a look."
Unless you want to become a black footprint like that unfortunate pirate.
After bypassing the four pillars supporting the island, the "Future" continued to move forward in the almost windless sea. Although this classical-style sailing ship was not equipped with steam power, the masts painted with strange symbols could obviously absorb powerful forward kinetic energy in the breeze, and therefore did not slow down.
The journey in the next few hours became boring. There was only this one ship on the vast ocean. The rest were illusory islands in the distance that were almost indistinguishable, occasional flames floating on the sea, and the scorching sun that never changed.
Does the "Admiral of the Stars" really know the route? She can't tell the direction at all... Looking at the repetitive scenery, Angel had countless doubts in her mind, but she had only entered this sea area for a few hours, and Cattleya also showed an attitude of being extremely familiar with it, so she decided to wait and see for the time being.
Klein squinted his eyes in the intense midday sun, scanning the unchanging sea surface, trying to find any clues about the mermaid.
Until a pirate approached cautiously and informed them that dinner was about to begin.
After Angel saved all the pirates last night by using her "sedative disease" and protected the people who were thrown into the air during breakfast, most of the members of the "Future" respected her to the point of treating her as "one of their own". Even her companion, the gloomy and scandalous "Crazy Adventurer Gehrman Sparrow", became much better.
As long as he doesn't deliberately get close to the "Admiral of the Star"...
As soon as Angel and Klein followed the pirates into the inner cabin, they felt the seemingly eternally blazing sun outside the doors and windows suddenly dim. In just a few seconds, the cabin was plunged into darkness, with only a solitary oil lamp hanging on the bulkhead, looking extremely desolate.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and all three of them felt a chill down their spines. Angel hurried to the porthole and looked at the sky, only to find that the entire sea was shrouded in a night sky so dark that no stars could be seen.
How many seconds did it take from noon to midnight?
While she was stunned, the voice of "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya came to her ears:
"Everyone return to your room, fall asleep, and wait for natural awakening."
"What if I can't sleep?"
Frank, the "toxin expert", muttered as he walked out of the restaurant and happened to run into a few people. There was a trace of cream on his lips, obviously he had just had a big meal.
"Then when we wake up, we'll find you missing from the ship, the kind we can't find."
The amplified voice from the captain's cabin replied.
With the experience of dealing with the "Golden Chariot" in the morning, Angel didn't dare to ignore Cattleya's order. After saying hello to Klein, she returned to her room alone, got into bed, and quickly fell asleep through meditation.
Soon, she felt the sunlight shining on her eyelids, and the light penetrated her skin into her eyes, making her feel itchy.
it's over?
Angel opened his eyes and pushed back the covers with his hands, only to find that he was not lying in the cabin of the "Future", but lying on his back on a worn carpet.
In front of her, a row of floor-to-ceiling windows was emitting a warm, dim light, illuminating the room she was in.
All around were rows of neatly arranged bookshelves, piled high with books of all kinds. On the carpet closer, there were long tables and armchairs, casting shadows of varying lengths in the sunlight.
One minute he was in a single room on a lonely boat at sea, and the next minute he was in a place that looked like a library, causing Angel's mind to go blank for a moment.
But she immediately realized that this was a "dream".
The evidence was not only that she had moved here without any warning, but also the "secret holy emblem" on her right wrist that was emitting a faint aura that made her feel at peace.
So, after the "Future" entered the sudden darkness, it would have such a dream when it fell asleep?
According to Cattleya, it is safe in dreams, and if you don't dream you will disappear?
Angel thought about it, quickly got up from the ground, checked the other magical items and talismans on his body, and found that they were all in their proper places. He felt relieved and walked carefully to the floor-to-ceiling window.
The glass in this row of windows was exceptionally clean and transparent, not even looking like a product of this era, allowing her to easily see the scene outside.
There is a dim sun in the sky far away. Compared with the real sky that reflects the scorching midday sun, this one looks more like the sunset in the "real world".
Below it was a mountain covered with innumerable walls, towers, and palaces, so magnificent and magnificent, that they rose in layers, their tops almost touching the setting sun, and seemed so large and small that they were not dwellings of men, but temples of the gods.
Looking down, there was an unfathomable abyss below the mountain and the palace, which separated the palace embraced by the sunset from the library where Angel was. On this side were steep cliffs, dry trees and buildings made of black stones.
Compared to the "dusk" across the street, this side seems to be "night"...
Angel muttered, his sight suddenly catching sight of two familiar figures on a boulder.
Is it Klein... and "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya?
Angel's extraordinary vision instantly confirmed their identities.
Are they in my dream too? Are they real people, or just illusions in my dream? And could Nina, Frank, and the others be somewhere else too?
She frowned, countless thoughts flashing through her mind. She wanted to smash the French window in front of her and shout Klein's name, but she cautiously stopped the impulsive thought.
Let's try to find a way down first...
After taking a last look at the magnificent palace in the distance, Angel reluctantly withdrew his gaze and looked around the library in the sunset, looking for a door or a staircase.
Walking through the bookshelves that were like city walls, Angel secretly became alert, his eyes constantly scanning between the shelves, and his hand touched the "Good Luck" revolver at his waist.
She wondered if using up the ammunition and talismans in her dream would also consume them in the real world... Just as this strange thought came to her mind, her eyes fell on a special book on the bookshelf.
"Roselle's Notes 5".
This black-covered book was sandwiched between "Spiritual Liberation" and "Real Starry Sky and Astrology". It had no pattern at all, and there were no Russell Notebooks 4 or 6 around it.
The entire Russell Notes, the diary of the time-traveling emperor?
She stopped immediately, her heart starting to beat as if she had discovered a treasure.
If this is true, then I have a year's worth of "Roselle Diary" for me and Klein for the entire year!
He gently reached out to touch the spine of the book, until his fingers touched the soft leather cover and pulled out the entire notebook. Only then did Angel confirm that this was a real book, not an illusory dream.
Of course, this is all in a dream, and nothing is real, but this is a strange dream in an unknown sea, and even other companions appeared in the dream. Maybe... the notes are real?
Just as he was about to open the cover, he heard footsteps beside Angel.
Ta, da.
The sound was not pleasant, but it struck Angel like a blow to his heart.
She immediately threw down Russell's notebook, grabbed the "Good Luck" revolver with one hand, pressed the other hand on her chest, and immediately disappeared between the bookshelves, entering invisible state.
Ta, da.
The footsteps came from behind the bookshelf to this side. The first thing that caught Angel's eye was a pair of black leather boots, followed by beige slim trousers, a light brown knee-length skirt, chestnut hair that reached the waist, and a pair of azure eyes that were like the condensed ocean.
Those eyes looked at the invisible Angel without any hesitation.
A soft, emotionless voice came out of her mouth:
"Are you looking for it again, looking for Russell's diary?"
Angel's heart almost froze at this sudden shock.
She had encountered this figure, this attire, and this tone of voice before at the Roselle exhibition in Backlund.
That High-Sequence Beyonder who is suspected to be the Emperor's daughter Bernadette!
Angel silently lifted his invisibility, put away his "Good Luck" revolver, and returned to a casual standing position after slightly bending his knees and waist to facilitate attacking.
"Hello, we meet again," she took the initiative to greet him, "Bernadette...Ms. Gustave."
Her attempt did not receive a response from the other party.
But this silence itself says a lot.
"I am indeed collecting Emperor Roselle's diary. I once said that it was for Mr. Fool," Angel continued.
This sentence slightly changed Bernadette Gustave's indifferent expression. The blue eyes beneath her straight eyebrows looked at the "Rossel's Notebook 5" that had fallen to the ground.
Following the other person's gaze, Angel also looked at the naturally open black-covered book, and was surprised to find that its inner pages were all blank.
As expected, everything in the dream was fake, just the embodiment of my inner desire... No, I don’t desire any "real starry sky" or "spiritual liberation" at all. Could this dream, or this library that suddenly appeared, be Bernadette's "design"?
She had met me in Backlund, when I revealed that Mr. Fool was collecting Roselle's diary. So she used this blank notebook to test me, ultimately confirming that I was his follower... But how did she appear in this dream? Could it be that Bernadette was also hiding on the Admiral of the Stars' ship and had come to this sea area together?
Damn it, she didn't even bother to use the real diary to lure me out...
Looking at the blank notebook, Angel was angry but didn't dare to vent it. He could only curl his lips and look at Emperor Roselle's daughter, who was also a High-Sequence Beyonder.
"If you need a genuine, complete diary, I hope you can exchange it for a method of deciphering the text he created. Additionally, I can also fulfill most of your requests, such as the blasphemous card that records the path of the 'witch', or provide you with some assistance when you face some great difficulties."
Bernadette continued speaking in her emotionless tone, then turned around and walked behind the bookshelf. The hem of her skirt swayed over her beige trousers, giving this incongruous outfit a touch of liveliness.
But I've already seen the "Witch" card, so how could she come up with a second "Witch"? And I can't read Chinese characters at all, only Mr. Fool can understand... No, she's actually making a request to Mr. Fool, hoping that I, a believer, can convey it on her behalf?
Angel thought quickly and confirmed the other party's purpose. Seeing Bernadette was about to leave, he quickly said:
"Wait, there's one more thing," she said hurriedly, not for herself, but for a young girl who had been waiting for a hundred years. "Do you remember the Queen Anne's Revenge? Anne is looking for you."
Before she finished her words, she saw the black boots disappear into the gap between the bookshelves.
Angel opened her mouth slightly and looked at the empty bookshelf in surprise. She didn't expect that the other party didn't care about their old acquaintance at all and didn't even stay for a moment.
Could it be that she is not "Bernadelle Gustave", but just a person with the same name or a descendant of a younger emperor?
If so, then Anne...
Angel's eyes suddenly blurred, and Bernadette's blue eyes appeared in front of her, her long chestnut hair swaying, and her usually calm face showed a different expression.
That's eagerness.
"You mean, Sister Annie is still alive? She's looking for me?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
