The doctor went into Mr. James's dream and changed his memory, making him think that he had drunk too much and fell asleep. Therefore, when he woke up in his room at 4:30 in the afternoon, he had no idea what happened in the afternoon.
When he apologized for his gaffe, he was suddenly stunned, and then showed a look of surprise:
"Dr. Schneider, the fatal sense of crisis that had been bothering me like a long snake wrapped around my body is gone!"
Perhaps because he was too excited, even his wording became flowery.
Mr. James strode to the window and pushed it open. The choking smell of smog poured in from the window. Shade and Dr. Schneider hurriedly stepped back, but Mr. James took a deep breath and then coughed violently:
"Ahem, I mean, ahem, oh, this is really exciting. Doctor, I feel completely fine, yes, now I don't even feel dangerous standing at the window."
"For God's sake, close the window."
Dr. Schneider said hastily.
"Doctor, how did you do that?"
Mr. James closed the window and asked in surprise. Dr. Schneider thought for a moment:
"Before going to bed, you challenged your courage with Detective Hamilton's pistol. After falling asleep under my hypnosis, you must have recalled the feeling of near-death in your dream because of this incident."
"You may not remember the things in your dreams clearly, but the people in your dreams will subconsciously release their psychological defenses, making you closer to death than in reality. This is why some people are frightened to death in their dreams."
Xia De said seriously, and Dr. Schneider nodded:
"Yes, this is my unique hypnosis therapy. Although the experience in the dream has been forgotten, the subconscious mind still remembers that you have died and have survived the life-and-death crisis. So when you wake up, you feel completely normal."
"Will this completely make me lose my sense of crisis?"
Mr. James asked again with some concern, so Dr. Schneider looked at Shade, who drew his gun neatly and pointed it at Mr. James with both hands. Mr. James immediately raised his hands in surrender:
"Oh my God. Detective, please put your gun away."
"How do you feel now?"
Dr. Schneider was very interested and took out his notebook to take notes.
"I'm sure that my perception of danger is still normal. Doctor, I promise that I will pay you enough for your medical treatment, so please put down your gun, detective... You are a really good team."
In short, although there were some accidents during the adventure with Dr. Schneider that afternoon, it was not dangerous in general. In addition to the 20 pounds given by Princess Margaret, Mr. James also agreed to take out his "family heirloom" for the two to appreciate.
Just as Shade had guessed, it was an ancient holy emblem. The holy emblem was shaped like a tree and was about half the size of a palm. Mr. James placed it very carefully in his travel suitcase.
The holy emblem is made of half metal and half wood, and after thousands of years, there are only some barely noticeable scratches on the surface.
After getting permission, Shade reached out and touched the holy emblem, confirming that it was indeed a divine item. Unfortunately, the gods had been gone for a thousand years, and without divine protection, the item would completely degenerate into a mortal object. Although it was still a very valuable antique, without the protection of the miracle element, the holy emblem would be worn away by time again, and it would probably not last for hundreds of years, and even its current appearance would not be preserved.
Neither Shade nor Dr. Schneider had any idea about Mr. James's heirloom, so after settling the medical expenses, they said goodbye and left. Dr. Schneider believed that Shade also contributed to the patient's recovery, so before parting, he gave Shade 5 pounds of the generous medical expenses paid by Mr. James.
Because of the huge income in the afternoon, Shad took the cat to a restaurant outside for dinner in the evening, and while eating, he reminded Mia to thank Dr. Bill Schneider for the sumptuous dinner.
"Meow~"
The cat, in a hurry to eat, ignored Shade.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the lights were on in the study on the second floor of No. 6 St. Teresa's Square. After a fulfilling day, Shad was busy working on his thesis in the study. At the intersection of St. Teresa's Square under the street lights, the royal carriage team slowly drove in, and the most luxurious carriage stopped under the street lights.
The car door opened and the great witch Miss Sylvia stepped down:
"Your Highness, I will leave here. You should go back and rest. You still have to visit the Tobesk Art Museum tomorrow morning."
She said to her students, and Princess Margaret nodded hesitantly:
"Teacher, is this where your student from Tobesk lives?"
"In this neighborhood, but I won't tell you the exact address. She wrote to me this afternoon, inviting me to examine her paper tonight."
Miss Sylvia said, wrapping the gold chain of her purse around her hand:
"Go back quickly, and remember to contact Serksais to hand over the relics. We will try to complete the ritual of sublimating the fourth ring to the fifth ring before you leave Tobesk."
She waved her hand. Princess Margaret actually wanted to visit the "lucky girl" chosen by Miss Sylvia, but looking at the teacher's attitude, she knew that she didn't have that luck today.
"Teacher, will you come back tonight? I'll ask the servants to prepare a midnight snack for you in advance."
"Maybe not coming back, we have a lot to talk about."
Miss Sylvia thought for a moment and replied that in addition to the mathematics paper, Shad also wanted to ask her about increasing the range of Lager's jump.
Princess Margaret showed an unwilling expression. Staying at a student's home meant that the other party was really regarded as a witch's apprentice. She nodded somewhat unwillingly. As the carriage slowly drove away, the princess thought of Shad Hamilton, whom she met this afternoon, who seemed to live in a house next to this square.
Margaret of Anjou, with her face lightly made up, saw the door of Model House No. 6, Place Saint-Teresa, through the mist from the carriage window. Seeing the gas lamp on the second floor emitting an ambiguous light in the night mist, she knew that the knight was at home. The warm yellow halo showed a strange optical effect in the mist, and the circles of halo made people want to yawn.
She imagined what Shad might be doing at home alone. She didn't doubt that Shad was Miss Sylvia's student - that was absolutely impossible, but she was thinking about whether knowing that Shad was a powerful ring wizard would have special significance for her upcoming journey in Tobesk.
"Speaking of which, the intelligence I've come across shows that Mr. Gray-headed Eagle is also hiding in a block near Silver Cross Avenue, in a house that can be seen in a corner of the Yodel Palace. I wonder where he is. It's such a coincidence that Hamilton from Rejade, the teacher's apprentice, and Mr. Gray-headed Eagle all live nearby. Could there be even more outrageous residents living nearby..."
The carriage carried the sad girl away, and her sight also left the door of No. 6 Saint Teresa's Square. Miss Sylvia quietly walked up the steps in front of No. 6 Saint Teresa's Square after the dust raised by the carriage, took off her wide-brimmed lady's hat covered with tulle, and looked up at the full view of the house in the dark night.
The exterior of the house looked a bit old, but there were some signs of renovation. Rusty gas and steam pipes climbed on the walls, and the eaves of the roof were blurry in the dark, as if there were bats hanging on them, but if you looked closely, they were just strange shadows. All the windows had curtains drawn, and there were a few pots of flowers on the windowsill of the living room on the second floor, casting black shadows on the curtains under the illumination of the gas lamp, which looked very lively.
"So this is where Shad lives. It's really interesting to visit the home of a man who lives alone... What does the famous haunted house in Tobesk urban legend look like?"
She was about to knock on the door, but at this moment, Shad, who felt the badge on his chest getting hot, had already walked down the stairs.
"Good evening, Miss Sylvia."
Shade opened the door and made way for the witch to enter the house. The young witch in a red dress smiled and nodded:
"Good evening, Shad, oh good evening, lovely cat. It looks like a lot of fun here, do you mind if I keep you company till late?"
The door closed behind them, and darkness once again enveloped the door of No. 6 St. Teresa's Square. The dim light of the gas lamp could not penetrate the haze and illuminate the metal house number on the door.
The light in the crack of the door went out, which meant that the light in the hallway was turned off. Then there was the sound of footsteps going up the stairs from inside the door, and their figures appeared in the window of the living room on the second floor, and then they disappeared.
The great witch, Miss Emma Sylvia, officially began her first visit to the Knight's House.