Fang Yu was slightly stunned and turned around. "Onsighter? Miss Silvede, have you seen something?"

Silvede's shallow sea-like eyes reflected the lights in the hall, slightly bright. Her tone was slightly mysterious: "Isn't the reappearance of the past what the owner here wants us to see? The disaster that Dorifin once encountered, the despair of the people who experienced that disaster lingered in a phantom, and turned into what we saw in our dreams."

Fang Yu thought about it and said that this statement was indeed reasonable. But was everything they experienced in their dreams really what the ghosts of Dorifin had seen and heard? He couldn't help but ask: "But there are some exceptions, and what Jita saw was different from us."

Only then did he describe Jita's dream.

"This dream reveals a lot of clues," Silvede thought for a while, and pointed his chin with his white fingertips. "First of all, we must make sure that every dream has its own purpose. Dreams are the vision of the former owner, what they want us to see. This is such a deep persistence, which must contain the hope and regrets of the past."

"I want to survive." Tianlan suddenly said firmly, and she said again: "She must have wanted to survive so much. On that cold altar, I could clearly feel such a strong desire in her heart. The voice told me that she didn't want to die, and that she had something to accomplish, but I could only watch and watch myself and her slide into the darkness and coldness little by little..."

"She wishes to survive, but I have no way of doing it. I can't do it. Brother Ed, I've never been so scared." She was a little incoherent, and as she spoke, the tears as big as beans rolled down again.

Atila came over and patted her on the back to make her feel better. She cried and threw herself into the elf girl's arms. "Sister Atila, I'm so scared!"

"Okay, Tianlan, everything is over." Atira comforted warmly.

Silweid waited until Tianlan's mood was slightly calmer before continuing: "The logging field must be a very important place, at least it contains some obsession with the person who let Jita see all this in his dream."

"Will that be the Chris's lumberyard?" Fang Zhu asked.

Aitela shook her head: "I remember correctly. Chris said that his logging farm was built after Dorifin was abandoned."

"But if it was before Dorifin was abandoned, there should be many logging sites outside the city in the forest, so it would be difficult to determine which one it was." Fang Yu shook his head.

"But we don't need to be sure which one it is. Adventurers who have entered this hotel for more than ten years have seen countless fragments, but not every fragment has its own meaning. We only need to be sure that this illusion comes from the vision of people who experienced the disaster more than thirty years ago." Silweid replied softly: "But the logging farm described by Jita is quiet and peaceful, and is indeed somewhat incompatible with the obsession that lingers in this city."

"Not everyone sees a scene like a mess of war and a doomsday." Aitela then said: "What I see is the daily life of this city. I seem to be in a square, and people are celebrating."

"Where is Miss Xie Shita?" Fang Yu couldn't help but ask.

"Shesta saw something similar to mine." Silweid replied to his maid.

Fang Zhu looked at Dictor on the side again. The older knights were only one step ahead of them, and stood in the hall in military uniform and seemed a little out of place with the other guests. He raised his head and looked at the crystal lamps on the ceiling, looking thoughtful. When Fang Zhu asked, he briefly described what he saw.

A bridge, the escaped people.

A bridge, the escaped person. This sounds no different from what Silmide saw. Fang Ling thought about the day when the disaster happened, and this should have been the scene that he had experienced the most, so it is not surprising.

"Does anyone have any clues about that disaster?" Fang Yu asked.

Everyone shook their heads.

The most intuitive thing among these people saw the disaster was probably Silmide and Shesta, but according to the noble lady, it seemed that there was an invisible force interfering with the illusion, allowing them to only see the collapse of buildings, the sea of ​​fire rising, and people died miserably, but they could not see what affected all of this.

Fang Yu recalled what he saw, and it seemed to be the case. But he had another guess. "But I think Dorifin's disaster may be related to the dark dragon."

"Dark Dragon?"

Fang Yu then described what he saw. He talked about the oath keeper, that there are only these last dragon slayers in this world who inherited this title, and what else is related to them besides the dark dragon?

"... What's more, if it's a dark dragon, then many things make sense, such as why Dragon Worshipers appear in this place, and why Kaurin-Ishurien wanted to suppress the truth about Dorifin's abandonment."

"But didn't Mazak say that Nico Polas was killed by the hero Syud more than a hundred years ago?" Tianlan wiped his tears and asked.

"But he also said that it will come back again," Fang Zhu replied: "Do you still remember that Traveler's Rest was also established in Traveler's Swamp more than thirty years ago. Mr. Mazak also said that almost thirty years ago, his grandfather felt the etheric magic in the horn of the Dragon, and then concluded that Neco Polas had recovered again and came to Aquin."

"It seems that this is true. You are really amazing. Brother Ed, I would have forgotten it long ago." Tianlan couldn't help but feel a little amazed. She seemed to have finally forgotten what had happened before and became a little happy: "In this way, there will be clues about what Sister Etira investigates, and we are really lucky."

Fang Yu just smiled when he heard this. If it weren't for him, he would have to brag about himself before, but after Miss Sikape left, this kind of thought seemed to fade a lot.

He looked at Etira, and the Elf Miss was also looking at him, her emerald green eyes slightly bright.

"Thank you," she said to everyone.

"It's not too late to say thank you after the matter is revealed. Miss Aitela, I think everyone will be very happy to accept it." Fang Yu seemed much calmer and said, "Actually there is another problem here."

"Brother Ed, what's the problem?"

"We cannot forget that it should have happened here more than thirty years ago. If Neco Polas had recovered at that time, why are the Dragon Worshipers still here today?"

"Maybe they are looking for traces of their master here?" Tianlan asked.

After hearing this answer, Silvede shook his head gently. "I'm afraid that's not the case. I think what happened here thirty years ago is also unrelated to them." Although she was not Tianlan, Ji Ta and others knew the cause and effect of this incident, these days, they gradually figured out the connection between the team and the Dragon Believers.

Seeing everyone's eyes turned to him, the noble girl paused for a moment before continuing, "Tianlan, do you still remember your dream?"

"That dagger" Tianlan opened her mouth exaggeratedly after a moment of silence. After a while, she asked with a pale face: "Is it difficult, can the people who attacked us that day really were Dragon worshipers?"

"It's very likely," said Jita, who spoke this time, and she replied with little voice, but surely: "They should be performing a ritual that may be related to the resurrection of Nicopolas, an evil, life-sacrificial ritual."

Fang Yu nodded, "Indeed, think about it, didn't it recover thirty years ago?"

"What do you mean is that those guys killed a whole city in order to recover Nico Polas?" Tianlan recalled his dream and couldn't help clenching his fists. "...This city is actually a dead city, not a migrant and abandoned city?"

Everyone, including the noble girl, couldn't help but feel silent after hearing Tian Lan's words.

Perhaps a few people would survive back then, but at least tens of thousands of people died here. And such things eventually became a dusty secret and disappeared forever in people's memories.

For nearly half a century, only such a ruin is left, and the scene is lingering.

"Is this what the ghosts want to tell us?"

"...But what do they want to tell us?" Tianlan asked softly.

Fang Zhu frowned slightly.

In fact, he felt the answer in his heart. What the ghosts wanted to tell the world was perhaps the secret that appeared here thirty years later by the believers of the Dragon Worship Cult.

Neco Polas has returned, but why are these cultists always in this ruined city? Why does the Elpahin Craftsmen Association issue missions every year to allow adventurers to investigate the secrets?

He knew there would be an answer behind all this, some people knew, some people didn't know what some people were carefully covering, and some people buried history again.

Behind all the clues, perhaps pointing to an era of the Dragon Witch in Mazak's mouth, which made the entire kingdom unwilling to look back on.

Did the Dragon Beliefs believers did not really get what they wanted thirty years ago? Fang Yu couldn't help but have such an idea in his mind, because he recalled what Mazak said to the Shadow of Neco Polas at that time, today is not the time to end all grudges.

Then, the descendant of the Dragon Slayer chose to let go of the shadow of Nico Polas formed by the Dragon Break.

Why do that?

Fang Zhu boldly guessed that it was because Nico Polas was still very weak and would never appear in front of the world without gaining enough power.

For thirty years, it has been dormant in this swamp, with resentment and always wants to take revenge, but is cautious. Mr. Mazak's ancestor, Suojode, even three generations of their generation, came to Aquin several times, and even established a traveler's rest here for a time, but could not get any clues from the foggy swamp.

As the last dragon slayer, Mr. Mazak should understand that there is not much time left for him, so he made such a choice.

The more Fang Yu thought about it, the more he felt this possibility, that is to say, if the dark dragon really recovered in this city thirty years ago, it would not have gained all its strength in that disaster.

Is it because there was something wrong with the Dragon Worshipers' plan?

Or is it because of some other reason?

He felt vaguely that he might have grasped the problem, and the most important thing now is to find the Dragon Believer, or to snatch the other party and find what they want from this ruins before the other party.

"By the way," Fang Yu raised his head and asked, "Where is Parker?"

"Of course I haven't gotten up yet. It will be difficult for him to wake up if you don't throw him off the bed." Tianlan hummed from the side: "Mr. Hansen asked someone to call him on the third floor, so I don't bother to care about him."

While he was talking, Fang Yu happened to see Hansen bringing his people over. When the latter heard Tianlan's words, he couldn't help laughing: "Miss Tianlan, I just asked my subordinates to go to the third floor to get the martyrdom mark of the steadfast. I heard that your companions happened to be in Room 3007, but it's just a side note."

"Good evening, Ed." After saying this, he nodded to Fang Zhu.

Fang Yu nodded and replied, and asked, "When the mission is triggered, don't we need to go to the third floor?"

Hansen shook his head and touched his bald forehead. "No need, it's not that trouble. We'll just wait steadily in the hall. The lady will come from that direction later, just like the unlucky Jeffrey. She actually can't see us, we just need to follow her." He pointed to the stairs and said.

"Is she a ghost too? But didn't Jeffrey see us in the end?" Tianlan asked.

"Oh, that's an exception, you know. Mr. Parker is so lucky, I've seen that situation this time in my life."

"It should be said that it's too bad," Tianlan said angrily, her blue eyes rolled and she thought of something. "But that is to say, we have really solved the trouble of poor Jeffrey. He finally saw us before he dissipated, Mr. Hanson, have you ever thought about it? Is it because you have never solved the trouble of that lady?"

She lowered her voice: "The wishes of my life have not been realized, so the ghosts always linger here."

Her question was considered to be a stolen Hansen.

The latter was taking off the shield from behind and tied it to his hands. After hearing Tian Lan's words, he couldn't help but be stunned. "It's good to say that, it's a good idea. I've thought about it in the past. Unfortunately, we have tried all kinds of methods, and the final result is nothing more than two."

"Which two?" Tianlan asked curiously.

“Success or failure.”

"Ah, this is so boring"

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Chapter completed!