However, reality temporarily pulled me out of my thoughts.
"Philip, what are you going to do about it?" Nolan Lusi asked me what I was thinking, "It doesn't matter to me, and this is the courage to make a deal with the devil, and Kyle Lusi probably won't have much objection. "
Kyle Russ nodded in agreement and said: "This KPI was accomplished quite well. At that time, the devil enjoyed the good fortune for a while and then went back to business."
Don’t you still have to do business?
"This order is also regarded as an example of excellent business, because it lives longer and is more attractive to people."
"Why do you hell look like a bunch of crooked fraud groups? But since I mentioned Philip, let's just cancel the effect of the unknown spell." I turned to look at the dream that was gradually recovering everything. He was cautiously Step by step, an organization like the Mutual Aid Association was finally established to contact the lower class citizens. "The spell is lifted, and then he is allowed to live like any resurrected person. This is both punishment for him and tolerance for his behavior."
It is difficult for me to judge whether he is right or wrong - he was hurt without knowing it, and then harmed others because of his instigation. These people may not have really harmed someone, and the person who was harmed has never been harmed. Violation, and he paid the price for it, but after all, this was an action done for his own selfish reasons.
"It's a mixed bag of good and bad, people still have two sides after all." I sighed and said.
I am not a moral guardian, any choice in this situation may be the worst choice or the best understanding.
"He actually won't live long." Kyle Russ said seriously at this time, "Even without the influence of the technique, his own organs are almost damaged."
I said helplessly: "Are you trying to comfort me?"
Kellas squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then tilted his head and said, "In this case, should I say yes?"
I could only smile bitterly and touch Kellas’ head.
"The time is almost up." Nolan Lusi turned away, "The dream is about to end."
The world in my dream was collapsing, and the next moment I closed my eyes and opened them, I was already back in Phillip's room.
He opened his eyes, the butler bent down as if startled, and then introduced us to Philip.
"Hello, sir, I'm sorry that I agreed to their visit request without permission. They are -"
"I have an impression of you." Philip interrupted the butler's speech. "I have an impression. Yes, you were also travelers on that bus many years ago."
He looked a little dazed: "I don't know why I remember a lot of things from the past. Maybe it's because I'm getting old."
When he looked at us intently, he was slightly startled, and then said with a smile: "You are not ordinary people, are you? There is no difference between you back then and now."
"We are here to get something back." After thinking for a long time, I finally decided to borrow my identity and said, "We need to recycle your wooden sign."
The old man looked at us in surprise, and then he showed a look of enlightenment.
"The curse on you has probably been lifted, so we need to get that thing back."
"So it was you who did that?" The old man stood up tremblingly, "No wonder your appearance has not changed much from before. I am really grateful to you for saving me at that time. Without you, I might not have survived at all. Not until today.”
He took us to the study room, and on the shelf, there was a wooden plate that seemed crudely made, but the texture was quite fine upon closer inspection.
"Is this a talisman? I'm sure it has really protected me over the years." Sir Philip handed it to me with a smile. "It does work well."
I smiled and said, "Maybe this is a reward for your efforts in helping everyone over the years."
The surface of the wooden disc is almost jade, and it looks like someone has been discing it frequently, but the lines on it still look precise and sharp even after so many years.
"Then it's time to say goodbye."
When we walked out of Philip's residence, we appeared on a street. This was the main entrance of their home. The lintel was mottled, but it was still clear that this was a wealthy family.
"Then again, isn't there someone still watching Philip now?" Thinking of Hlem's arrangements in the dream, I was a little worried.
But Nolan Lusi shook his head and said: "At least now I don't feel any signs of prying eyes."
When I returned to the courtyard, it was not yet past noon, but it seemed to me that several years had passed.
"There is no concept of time in dreams, or the flow rate is not fixed. It all depends on the dreamer's own thinking. That's why there is such a saying as waking up from a big dream." Nolan Lusi was explaining the magic of the mind. Point being, Kyle Russ is already looking forward to lunch.
There are more and more orders issued by Ganger City, and even as guests, we can feel the tense atmosphere inside the city.
After we got the wooden disc back, we carefully inspected it and found that some of the principles above were actually similar to the magic circle Tuban made when he tried to steal the power of God, but in comparison The amount of magic power required to put it on the wooden disc is pitifully small.
Especially now that the wooden saucer has completely stopped functioning and looks like some exquisite piece of craftsmanship.
Well - it should be said that it is more like a fixed dial, except that there are no hands. Instead, there are layers of rings and runes nested on it.
I closed my eyes, lay down on the chair, and threw the wooden plate on the table.
"Do you think those demonized soldiers are also the work of those old guys from the 'Institute' that Hlam mentioned?"
Nolan trimmed her nails, blew on her fingertips slightly, then looked at her hands with satisfaction and replied casually: "Those people do have some genius in them, but these researches are still not as good as the Holy See, which is in the dark." There were a lot of good things brought out in the wars of the 20th century. Although I have never actually seen them, aren’t the demon hunters who are still active today the product of the popularization of soldiers by the Holy See at that time? Compared with ugly things like demonized soldiers, even though Even a witcher will become more sophisticated."
I sighed helplessly and said, "If that's the case, don't we have to rely on dragons?"
Nolan Lusi glanced at the direction of Guancheng, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I can feel that the 'birth' of the dragon is imminent, and a counterattack will probably start soon."
