The bed was very soft. Lucian closed his eyes, and the image of the halo he saw when he entered the stone slab was still lingering in his mind - it was a faint blue light.
In the book, when Vader enters the slate due to the dripping blood from his finger, the slate emits a white light.
Could it be that the light changed because his blood also dripped onto the slate
Lucian was sure that he had also entered Elvis' dream, but he didn't understand the role he played. He used his arms to support his body and sat up, but he failed to contact the system again as expected.
Lucian: …
"That's really unreliable." He muttered softly.
The room was simple but clean, and had a strong bookish atmosphere. Lucian felt vaguely that this place looked familiar. He got off the bed and saw his face in the dressing mirror while pulling the curtains.
Black hair and green hair, extremely handsome appearance and slightly cold temperament. I have to say that this person is also quite good-looking.
Human beings.
Lucian: …
Isn't this Cyril Cecil
In the original novel, it was Wade who was reincarnated as Shirelle, and he eventually killed Ives to collapse the dream. But now the person who was reincarnated as Shirelle has become him.
So where did Vader go
The evening light shone into the room through the drawn curtains, illuminating the letter on the desk. Lucian typed the letter while adjusting to his new identity.
He has now become the Shirelle in the dream. Now that this is the case, he needs to understand Shirelle's current situation.
Before reading the letter, Lucian recalled what he had seen in the original novel. A few hundred years ago, the differences between the various races were not as clear as they are today. On the border, there were many large city-states where various races lived together. In addition to the human race, these city-states also had a small number of dwarves and elves, and of course, there were also wars with humans, which ordinary humans would be terrified of when they heard about it...
Ambitious demons.
The Holy See and the demons have been hostile to each other for many years.
This is the city where Xi Ruier is staying now. This city is named Fog City because of the fog all year round. But he is not here for sightseeing or tourism.
Cyril is the second son of the Cecil family who is not valued. Under the influence of his family, he graduated from the school established by the Church. As the second son, he cannot inherit the title like the eldest son, nor is he loved by his parents like his younger brothers and sisters. He has a quiet personality and has been sick since he was a child. He has been raised in the countryside with fresh air since he was a child. Most of the nobles in the royal city do not know his name, and many people do not even know that the Cecil family has such a second young master. In this context, it becomes clear that he was sent to carry out this task.
After graduation, he was supposed to stay in the church's school and become a science teacher. Until his cousin, a promising paladin, failed in a mission in the Fog City, had all his meridians destroyed, and was brought back to the royal city in a coma.
As a large city on the west coast, Fog City is as prosperous as the capital, but it is a mixed city where people worship money and trade. The branch church, which is much weaker than the city hall, has been controlled by an archbishop who is loyal to the kingdom for many years. In recent days, countless terrifying and strange events have occurred in this city. Many people disappeared in their sleep. When they disappeared, people nearby only heard the sound of flutes coming from the city wall, and heard footsteps in the thick night fog.
Many days later, people would find their bodies in the woods outside the city. The bodies of those who disappeared in the foggy night were dried up and hung upside down on the dark branches. They opened their eyes, and the corners of their bright red mouths were upturned, as if they had experienced something extremely joyful...
All of this sounds like a horror story from a classic novel. People in the foggy city were in a panic, and even locked their doors every night and dared not go out at night. Even so, the sound of locking doors could always be heard in the fog. People also found the bodies of the missing couple in the woods many days later.
The bishop repeatedly sent messages to the Holy See in the Royal City for help. It all seemed like the work of magic from the demons, but it was definitely not magic. It looked like an inhuman curse. The Holy See did not take it seriously, but instead sent a paladin who was passing by on a mission to check it out.
That paladin was Shirelle's cousin.
I don't know if my cousin can wake up. However, the traces on his body and some limited information also indicate that there are extremely high-level demons hiding in the prosperous fog city. The level of this demon is as high as the bone wing lord. This high-level demon hiding in the fog city may threaten the church at any time.
Xi Ruier was a graduate of the Church School, but his body did not have the magic mark left by the oath to the Church. After discussing with the Church, his family sent him to the Fog City, hoping that he could find out the truth of the Fog City incident and the high-level demon who was hiding his identity in the city-state.
On the desk was a letter sent from the Royal City. The Cecil family sent him greetings and said that they had received his reply... After reading the letter, Lucian carefully burned it to ashes with a candle.
"Elvis..." he whispered.
The Lord of the City of Pride.
He was also the high-ranking demon who hid in the Fog City and disguised himself as a gentle and elegant human noble.
The entanglement between the investigator and the investigated is easy to imagine. However, it is worth noting that the past of Elvis and Shiril did not end with the Fog City. As early as fifteen years ago, the priest of the City of Pride calculated based on witchcraft that Elvis would die because of a human.
—That human was none other than Cyril Cecil.
And Elvis only went to the human royal city, then smiled nonchalantly and returned to the City of Pride.
—He obviously didn't think he was in any danger.
The present time is two months after Xi Ruier arrived in the Fog City. In the past week, he has not found any valuable clues. He rented a house, dressed in a gray suit and disguised himself as a traveling reporter - traveling, interviewing, writing travel notes, publishing and selling to nobles to make money.
He also gained nothing in the second week. Shirley was not impatient, but maintained the lifestyle of a traveling reporter. He walked around the foggy city during the day, collecting materials for writing novels or reports. He would drink a cup of coffee in the cafe on the corner every afternoon, read the newspaper, or ask about some news in the city. At night, he returned to his room like every careful resident of the foggy city and tied the door.
In the third week, he heard a flute at night. It was a strange sound, beautiful, but tugs at the heartstrings. Shiril looked out the window. He saw a woman in a red dress walking on the street in the thick fog. Her steps looked like dancing, light and graceful, moving in one direction.
The next day, people found her body in the woods. At this time, Xi Ruier also found out about the girl's life. She was a dancer. After marrying a leather goods craftsman in the city as a mistress, she abused his first wife's daughter to death a month later. When the daughter was alive, she loved dancing and had a pair of beautiful red dancing shoes.
The leatherworker was very famous, and most of the people he served were the dignitaries in the city. Shirelle managed to secretly get a list of people who had visited his shop in the past month from his phone. When he left, the leatherworker was still sad, not because of his lost daughter, but because of the huge amount of money he had spent to pursue the beautiful dancer.
Shirelle checked the list and finally locked on three people. These three people were a marquis named Esther, a wealthy businessman, and a count named Alman, also a retired officer. These three people were inextricably linked.
At this time, he saw in the newspaper the news that a new art museum in the city had been built. The museum was funded by a wealthy businessman and managed by Count Alman. The art museum that stored the city's memory and culture was indeed a good opportunity for him to interview people in hiding. So Shirley took a notebook and a pencil and went to the art museum to interview two-thirds of the suspects.
It was there that he met the Marquis of Ester. The Marquis of Ester was obviously also very interested in the museum and attended the opening ceremony. At the opening ceremony, he raised his hand and asked the Marquis of Ester questions. While appreciating the paintings afterwards, he originally wanted to communicate with Alman, who he felt was more suspicious and had a blank resume, but he ran into the Marquis of Ester by chance between a painting.
It was a picture of an angel suffering on the cross. The Marquis d'Este asked him, "What do you feel when you see this picture?"
"Holy, pure, noble, and unyielding," said Cyril.
He asked the Marquis of Ester, "What about you?"
Marquis Ester just smiled at him and said, "You know how to appreciate paintings."
Of course, Cyril didn't know that what the Marquis of Ester felt when he looked at the painting was "sexual desire".
Sexual desire for the suffering angel.
He didn't even know that the angel in the painting was very similar to his usual cold expression, as if he was thinking.
The relationship between the two began from then on. That night, Shirelle had dinner with Alman, but when he left, he realized that it was already late. He walked on the foggy and desolate streets, and the chill on his back became stronger and stronger.
Never walk in the dense fog of the Fog City at night. This is the lesson that the residents of the Fog City have learned from the horror of these days.
Shirelle walked in the midnight, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and when he turned the corner, he felt a strong premonition that almost frightened him. Just then, a carriage drove up behind him.
In the carriage was the Marquis of Esther. He said to Cyril, "Get in."
Marquis Esther sent Shirelle home. The next day, Shirelle heard that another person had disappeared—on the street he was supposed to be on. Marquis Esther came from another direction, which basically ruled him out as a suspect.
But what if Marquis Ester did this on purpose
With the help of the art gallery, Shirelle continued to investigate the three people. His relationship with Esther progressed the fastest, perhaps because they got along very well in the carriage that night. Among them, the Marquis of Esther performed the most flawlessly, and Shirelle felt inexplicably relieved but also uneasy.
Finally, one night he played billiards with Alman in the club. When he came out of the club, it was already very late. At this time, he saw the Marquis of Ester coming out of the chess club next door.
"Would you like to get in the car? I'll take you there." Marquis Esther smiled at him.
Shirelle got in the car. In the car, they talked at first, then fell silent, and finally, Marquis Esther held his hand.
Shirelle's fingers trembled, but she did not refuse.
"It's too late." Esther whispered softly in his ear, "Do you still want to go home?"
Shirelle did not answer.
That night he stayed in the hotel of the Marquis of Ester, and he changed from a strange travel reporter to Ester's lover. In the intercourse, he revealed a suffering mood, which seemed like pleasure and pain.
Esther had been very close and gently forcing out all the sounds he wanted to hear.
…
It has been two months, and now Cyril has become Esther's bed partner and lover, who is tacitly known in the upper class. Judging from his appearance and temperament, Esther does have good taste that deserves praise. Cyril's noble education also allows him to never lose his luster in any occasion.
But this is not good news for Lucian.
Because tonight, Shirelle will go to the dinner at the Esther Hotel to gather information, and after that it will be their usual time for "mingling".