I am Yumi.
I am currently inside the inner sanctum of an ancient ruin, which is located near an elven settlement in a newly opened dungeon.
I'm feeling really down right now.
Although I don't really want to experience being bewitched by illusions again, in a way, it's also quite frustrating to suddenly find yourself being ostracized when things don't go your way.
Yes, that's right, I was directly excluded from the selection box set by the spell.
Even Thrall, who came in later, fell asleep after only a few short conversations, and was immediately confirmed by the sounds that had been surrounding him to be trapped in an illusion.
Come to think of it, it should have been strange earlier. There was such a loud sound in his ears the whole time, so why was Thrall completely unaware of it, given that his hearing is an advantage? Even if he had confirmed that he couldn't return the way he came, he should have asked in surprise the next moment.
The vanished sacred disc, the theft scene where no one had broken in, the strange flow of magic, the sudden appearance of hallucinations that dragged everyone into it... Strange doubts piled up, but I still couldn't find a breakthrough to solve the mystery.
There was no further movement, nor was there any additional fluctuation in the flow of magic.
Just as one naturally feels drowsy and the body automatically goes into hibernation, Thrall's illusionary state is as silent as falling asleep, and he stops making a sound almost instantly.
I clicked my tongue, then repositioned him to a more comfortable position to prevent neck and shoulder discomfort when he woke up. Once again, I irritably stroked his soft, smooth feathers and paced around the empty room.
No, perhaps I should change my perspective.
Suppose I had unknowingly fallen into a hallucination long before, and now I'm just presumptuously believing I'm still conscious, that what I'm seeing is just what I subconsciously think I should see, and that what I'm hearing is just an auditory hallucination... that doesn't make sense either. I'm perfectly capable of judging whether I'm under a spell and ensuring that my consciousness is clear. Even if I'm not very familiar with spells, I usually wouldn't make a misjudgment because of that.
Even the time I fell into the illusion created by Miss [Aisha] a long time ago was only the result of deliberately opening my mind after confirming the fluctuations.
Just as I was lost in thought again, a somewhat familiar figure appeared on another stone wall. It seemed to be one of the elves who had been rescued and brought back to the village.
However, just like Thrall had acted before, the elf also made a fuss for a moment before quickly succumbing to overwhelming drowsiness. Even when I tried to channel some magic into him to keep him going, it only allowed him to blink a couple more times.
The newly discovered entry point, reportedly the door to his family's treehouse, is arguably completely unrelated to Sal's account.
Has something strange happened in the elven settlement?
This is the only guess I can make; I'll now prepare to go and verify its authenticity.
I strode toward the gate I had come from and reached out to push it open, only to find that the stone gate seemed to be fused together with itself. No matter how hard I tried, it wouldn't budge an inch. Even when I tried to take out my silver key, which was always reliable, it didn't show any trace of a keyhole as it had done countless times before.
So, am I trapped here now? In this situation?
A flicker of anxiety crossed my mind, but I eventually returned to basic composure.
No matter how bad the situation, there is always a solution.
No, speaking of which, if it is an illusion, could the restless flow of magic in this room be part of the essence of the illusion itself? If it has been in a continuous state of activation, it is not impossible that my subconscious mind has automatically shielded it from it.
Even the sense of oppression you feel when you enter a room may just be a way to distract yourself, and the real reason is to cover up what you most want to hide.
Let's start from the very beginning once again.
Our goal in venturing into this dense forest, shrouded in trees, is not only to successfully complete the level, but also to find the key hidden item that can cleanse the water resources polluted by the poisonous blood of the dead giant dragon. This item is the Holy Grail containing the [Clean Spring] in the mouth of the dragon, and the white jade cup that continuously gushes out clear spring water.
Afterwards, based on Sheng's movements and the information indirectly obtained from his conversations with the elves, although he had not yet seen anything that matched the description of the white jade cup, there was a sacred disc with similar functions in this pure white ancient ruin. It was said to be able to produce an infinite amount of clear spring water. There was even a mission to track down the theft, which Sheng accepted in one gulp.
Based on these points alone, the sacred disc mentioned by the elves is highly likely to be the hidden object that Sheng is searching for, and it may even be a follow-up reward for the current quest to investigate the theft.
"...Furthermore, Sword Demon has no objection to carrying out this mission. Considering that he was originally the game character controlled by Sheng, there must be some overlap in their information. And considering that Sheng did not raise any objections after learning about his goal, perhaps the seed of the World Tree that he wants to pursue will also appear in the subsequent rewards, which just happens not to conflict with our goal."
I gradually sorted out my thoughts, but I was still puzzled.
In Sheng and Jian Gui's eyes, in order to solve the mission of investigating the theft, the inevitable process is to find a way to break the illusion at hand. This may also be the reason why Sheng has been so mysterious to me before.
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