Chapter 408: Huperblyan's Unbeatable Substitute Messeng
Askshan, the Devourer, a symbol of fear, despair, and torment. As one of the highest cardinals in the Resurrection Church, every seal he mastered and curse he wielded has sown the seeds of death acros...Chapter 409: Huperlan's Invincible Substitute Envoy
Letting the jailer Selena leave alone, the great poet did not disturb her.
It seems her mood has calmed down quite a bit, she hasn't been affected too much by 【The Falling Gentle Land】 and her figure vanished.
The great love poet immediately looked towards the three priests.
She walked to their side, one by one entering their dreams. Before long, she had quickly woken them all up.
The three of them looked terrified, then ashamed, and bowed to the great poet to apologize.
"The pursuit of knowledge has a beginning and an end, skills have their respective areas of expertise. All you need to remember is this valuable experience and understand your weaknesses. There's no need for self-blame."
The great poet waved his hand dismissively.
Thank you, sir/ma'am.
The Overlord Priest bowed respectfully to the Great-Love Poet once more.
The great poet looked at Huberlian, who had been lost in her dreams for a long time and hadn't left them.
Actually, Lance could wake up Hyberlian very quickly.
If it's not dangerous, let Huberley rest for a while.
After her father went missing for so long, she really had a hard time.
Although reality might be harsh for you, I'll do my best to make it a little bit better.
The poet of great love, speaking to himself, stood beside Hyberlian and closed his eyes.
……
As the sun set over the Kingdom of Heston, rays of light pierced through the thin clouds, bathing the slowly moving sightseeing train.
This magitech rail train traverses the heart of Heton Kingdom, connecting the capital with its borders, weaving through a tapestry of human civilization and natural wonder.
The interior of the carriage is paneled and decorated with wood in every detail, revealing a bright, light-colored style that is completely different from the dark tones of the northern continent.
The scenery outside the window unfolds like a scroll, with lush fields, quaint villages dotted about, occasional vineyards, and ancient castles appearing from time to time.
Passengers inside either quietly admired the scenery outside the window or chatted in hushed tones, enjoying this leisurely journey. The afternoon air was filled with a faint aroma of coffee and wine, accompanied by the gentle sound of train tracks, creating a serene and elegant atmosphere.
A plain couple sat facing each other at a window seat, separated by a wooden table. A young girl was seated next to the wife.
They look like an ordinary family out for a weekend trip.
The girl looked a little sleepy, half-dreaming and half-awake, nestled beside her mother.
"Mom."
Huperlian hugged Ephatia's arm, just calling her name and then fell silent for a long time without letting go.
What's wrong
Efaathiya asked softly.
Hyberlia shook her head, saying nothing.
But he didn't let go.
The feeling of having her mother nearby reminded Huberlia of a dream she'd just had, a dream where an old woman with gray hair, whose face she couldn't quite remember, was also so kind.
She will protect herself in the killer's hands, and she will cover herself with a blanket on cold nights.
But that nightmare was strange and scary, father had disappeared.
How could her father, who was so powerful that he had never known defeat, simply vanish into thin air
Dreams are really absurd.
"Father, will you lose"
Huberly raised her eyes and gazed at the figure sitting by the window across from her.
"No."
Duke Mihaela continued to gaze at the book in her hand, answering with certainty.
Huberlian gazed at the reassuring black hair of Duke Micah across from him, and Huberlian was reminded of someone from a dream.
Although their personalities were vastly different, that person seemed to fill the void in her heart, making her not feel like the dream was a complete nightmare.
"Huberlian."
Her thoughts were swirling in her mind when suddenly a voice interrupted her.
Huberly followed the sound and saw, on this train, a black-haired, green-eyed boy sitting in a seat across the aisle from her.
It seems I hadn't noticed this passenger before.
But he was staring right at himself.
Huperlian met his gaze.
May I ask…
"Hupperbert, it's time to wake up."
The young man spoke softly, like a mother waking her child in the early morning. His voice held a hint of reluctance.
Who are you
Huberly asked, confused.
I am your partner.
The boy answered.
"What does it mean to wake up again"
Hughbert's eyes were lost in thought, as if the conversation with this black-haired, green-eyed boy was stirring up forgotten memories within her.
"He represents that he wants to leave this dream world with you."
The boy was still patient.
"..."
Huperlyan was stunned.
"No, no matter what, let me just take one more look, just one."
Tears welled up in her eyes, like a child who wanted to linger just one more second in bed.
"Whew..."
Rance smiled helplessly, lowering his gaze. He hadn't expected Hyberlian to be so deeply ensnared by this [Falling Paradise] magic.
If possible, he also hopes Hubleyan can have a beautiful dream instead of being frequently awakened by nightmares at night.
But he couldn't let Hupperbert remain in this dangerous magic. It was, at its core, a killing spell.
"Huperlians, sometimes appearing to only hesitate slightly, will in reality endlessly procrastinate until they ultimately give up."
The black-haired, green-eyed boy spoke slowly, seemingly unfazed by Huberly's appearance, even showing understanding for her.
But, if we don't set sail now, we'll never get underway. Trust me, let's go.
His voice was calm, his gaze fixed on Huberlian.
It seems he is already ready to embark on a magical journey with her, or perhaps this is a promise that has already been fulfilled.
This moment.
Outside the car window, the sky was gradually turning into the colors of sunset. A golden pink hue spread across it, as if reflecting the brilliance of dawn.
Huperlyan stared blankly at the boy and the dawn behind him.
The sweet world gradually melts, heartbeat echoing in the sky, repeating over and over in an instant, guiding the dream that can't wake up.
Huberly listened to her own heartbeat, clear and strong. She opened her eyes.
She returned to the negative fourth level of Helrm prison.
Still before her were black hair and green eyes, smiling at her figure just like in the dream she had just woken from.
Welcome back.
The black-haired, green-eyed poet of great love greeted her as always.
"Well, thanks for always finding me."
Huibai'lian nodded seriously, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.
The great poet of love was slightly taken aback. In his memory, Huberlian rarely smiled, and this smile was different from usual.
"By the way, where's the warden"
Hubley looked around, then at her wristband, and asked curiously.
She discovered that all three resurrection priests were already awake.
After reaching the fourth basement, a long time must have passed. The jailer hadn't appeared yet, but the information on the bracelet read that I had been granted permission by the jailer to pass.
What happened to her in her dreams
"The warden's a good guy, he'll give us top marks. Don't worry about it."
The great poet smiled triumphantly and said,
Now we can safely visit the Great Demon Race. The Great Demon Race on this layer is the Guardian Anatas you're looking for.
""
Hupperly frowned.
She had no idea what happened in this prison while she was dreaming.
But it seemed like she was the one enjoying herself, enjoying herself so much that Ranchi took care of everything for her
She is now starting to wonder if she might be the protagonist in a novel or fairytale, and Lance her unbeatable cheat code
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