Hearing the poet's question, Lumian was stunned. He felt a chill rising from his tailbone and instantly piercing his brain.
Whether it was Aurore who knocked him unconscious in the dream and brought him to the place of sacrifice, or Michel Garrigu, the parish priest who did this in reality, they were all people who had lizard-like elves crawling out of their mouths, or people who had been secretly contaminated by it!
If Lumian had not become a vessel, been pushed into the altar, and stood in front of Auror, Thermipolos's descent ceremony would have been very likely to succeed, because in that case, Auror would not have pushed the vessel out of the altar and ruined the ceremony, and the mark of Mr. Fool on Lumian would not have been activated!
This realization made Lumian's thoughts extremely confused.
He never thought that the lizard-like elf would be the destroyer of the ceremony. The other party had obviously corrupted Aurore and the parish priest secretly, causing them to change unconsciously, ignore certain important things, and miss the last chance to save themselves!
"What does it want to do? What is its real purpose?" Lumian asked in pain.
The poet, as if shrouded in mist, replied calmly:
"I am only interpreting the symbolic meaning of these elements in your dream. It is impossible to fully restore the truth of the matter.
"Of course, I can try to make some guesses:
"The forces represented by the lizard-like elves want to use the large-scale sacrifices of the fate believers to summon angels to achieve some hidden goals, but they do not want to see Termilumian actually descend on the small land. ap.
"Did the Rose School retreat to the market area because of the Shadow Tree incident? We have obtained detailed information about you from the Bliss Society?"
"Where is that?" Cordu asked casually.
"Combined with the fact that the area that forced us to sleep was not around the sacrificial site, but the house where he slept, you tend to think that it was an influence exerted by other forces. Our main purpose was to disrupt the ceremony, and appeasing him was just a side effect.
"That was not one of the directions of his previous investigation." The poet said with a smile, "Decryption is divination, and also prophecy. It requires insufficient information to deduce. There is no way to make a guess."
Nostalgia······is giving up·····the good and bad life in the past
...Cordu was silent for a long time.
The offspring of a tiny mother... Cordu hissed to himself, feeling that the incident was much less serious than the coming of Thermilumian.
The poet leaned back slightly, resting his elbows on the wooden table, his hands still clasped:
"He should have asked those questions just now. The gentleman who helped him interpret the dream symbolism is an expert in the Rose School of Processing. Well, you can ask him now."
"According to this gentleman's experience, 'Desire is destiny'
Although the organizations that worship him do display clear purpose, sufficient drive, foresight into the future, and the ability to plan correctly at a lower level and macro scale, when zoomed out to specific events, they often display characteristics of chaos, order, and madness, which is consistent with the state of the evil god itself.
"Why was the entire Boros village destroyed, but only your and Auror's home was preserved intact?"
The magician looked at Cordu and said with a smile:
"There are several families that control the 'Devil' path and the old 'Criminal' path. Some of us have no signs of worshipping 'Desire Fate'."
"What secret purpose do we want to achieve?"
That's why I was able to see the specific appearance of Mr. Ambiguous Poet.
"Demon Family?" Cordu had heard of that term before.
"The dream itself?" Koldumahu thought for a few seconds and found the specific symbolism.
If the saints and angels of the Tarot Club and the Church of the Fool can handle that matter, then it is my turn as a Sequence 7 to worry about it.
“At the beginning of the ceremony, you should have regained some of your confusion. In the process of integrating the flesh and blood of the villagers, your subconscious mind protected the buildings that represent your past good and bad life.
"In short, apart from this being named Xu Yu, who else would like to see Thermi Xu Yua truly descend on the small land?"
"What does the empty baby cradle in the governor's castle symbolize?"
The magician looked up at the azure sky and pure white clouds and said:
"You think this symbolizes Aurore's attachment, sacrifice, and regret.
In the distance are buildings with white as the main color, interspersed with bell towers and spires that are either dark white or khaki. In the distance are cloud-like tents and herds of cattle, sheep and horses.
"There should be no conflict between us and the being named after the Mother Tree regarding our stage goals or even ultimate goals."
Cordu nodded heavily, wanting to catch the parish priest Guillaume Bennet even more urgently.
The wind was howling with a chilly heat, and Cordu looked at the snow-covered mountains closer, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
I was silent for a while and then said:
My mind then went into a brief trance. I saw the poet behind me, the wooden table, the surrounding bookshelves and walls, the primeval forest inside, and all kinds of insects. Everything was complete like a dream, returning to the deep white darkness.
My conversation with the poet and what I just experienced seemed like a dream that was more real than reality.
“Thank you, Mr. Poet.” Cordu stood up and bowed slightly with his hand on his chest according to the etiquette of the Church of Fools.
The poet's voice has become much deeper, and even more old and vague, and even more unattractive:
“You have just interpreted the more important symbolic elements, and only the first one remains.
Just then, the "magician" man wearing an off-white shirt, a tan skirt and dark brown leather boots appeared behind my eyes.
"Does he want to return to the Breeze Ballroom now?" asked the holder of the Little Aka card.
Was it done by the force represented by the lizard-like elf, or by another force? Or by no force at all? The more Cordu understood the situation at that time, the more he felt that the truth behind the disaster in Boros Village was simpler than he had expected.
The poet thought:
Before I could raise the point, the poet added:
"You have interpreted all the symbolic elements of his dream."
I turned and asked:
I frowned consciously and said:
"That is an extremely important symbolic element." The poet pondered for a few seconds before saying, "It represents the child of this tiny mother. According to the information you provided, it is very likely that it retreated into your world outside the most recent sacrificial ceremony with the help of another blood child hidden by Mrs. Puaris, and quietly left the village of Poros, leaving only an empty baby cradle."
Most of the people walking around the market had fair skin, as if they were exposed to the sun every day. Among us, the women wore felt hats and dark red or sky blue robes, while the men wore short-layered robes in various and bright colors.
"His dream itself doesn't have any strong symbolic meaning."
Star Plains... Cordu remembered the Rose School and told the Magician about the Werewolf attack and Gardner Martin's arrangement. Finally, he asked:
"Because of his intense emotional fluctuations, his spirit was close to collapse and he fell into a deep sleep. This real dream must have brought him comfort and hope. He might not have completely collapsed, but was driven by his self-destructive tendencies to do rational things until his death.
The forces of the mother tree had been busy for nearly a year at minimal risk, only to get the sealed angel in return, which ultimately benefited the very old mother.
Seeing this, the poet loosened his clasped hands and said to me:
"However, in the past one or two years, this gentleman has observed that there is no certain, preliminary cooperation between the organizations that worship 'Desire Fate', and even no one from the Demon Family is involved."
"Lapps in the Starry Lowlands was once one of the most important cities in the Lowlands Kingdom, also known as the White City."
Koldu instantly recalled the sleepy area around the bloody mountain in the ruins of Boros Village.
"In addition, you are very sure that he himself does not have the ability to dream real dreams, nor can he force the investigators into this dream. The sealed Termilumian is also capable of this. It does not mean that this real dream comes from the interference of the outside world.
Cordu nodded as he listened, thinking that was the most reasonable explanation at the time.
The magician casually explained:
Moreover, it was mainly the use of sacrificial rituals and had little to do with the truth of the disaster in Poros Village. Xu Yuya's focus was on tracking down and capturing the parish priest Guillaume Benexia.
As his thoughts raced, Cordu put aside his worries:
"It must have been done by the Mother Tree Follower symbolized by the owl. The position of the normal area would be completely opposite."
“It symbolizes protection.
You were fully aware that you were dreaming just now. When did you stop dreaming... It was very similar to the dream you had outside the ruins of Boros Village... Didn't the "God's Way" represented by Mr. "Poet" weaken other people's ability to fall asleep and have real dreams? Was the normal area around the Bloody Peak caused by a similar ability? Xu Yuya was shocked at first, and then had a few thoughts.
The darkness disappeared in a flash, and Xu Yuya found himself standing on the edge of a market.
Yes, it’s not a dream!
After saying that, you disappeared out of thin air in front of Cordu, and reappeared in the same posture a few minutes later, and the people walking around the market noticed it.
"Of course, you may have also used your own power to interfere with the ritual."
The magician laughed:
"Have you mastered the specific capabilities of the low-sequence Mother Tree Path? How can you tell whether it was done by the Mother Tree Follower symbolized by this owl, or whether it was influenced by other forces? From the interpretation just now and the current situation, we don't have enough motivation.
"It's very old. Organizations that worship 'desire and destiny' communicate, connect, and cooperate with each other. They often go crazy and occasionally become smart. This is a common situation.