He found himself standing by the river, with gray pebbles beneath his feet. Clumps of reeds stood still under the moonlight, but slow ripples appeared on the water. Generally speaking, there were either fish swimming under the river surface or water fairies, but he intuitively felt that the thing was not one of the two.
It was a quiet and desolate night. All thoughts and worries disappeared. He was driven only by new emotions: curiosity, desire and desire to explore. He wanted to know what it was and walked into the river. During this time he briefly pondered whether he could float in the water, but decided to give it a try before coming up with a solution. This kind of thinking failed to bring him any flinch or hesitation. Its function was equivalent to a fence or simply a stone step. He had to understand the truth behind it no matter what, and the obstacles must be overcome. The length of time and the length of the solution It didn't matter if it was easy or hard, he had to get in the water.
The river water soaked through his pants and socks, and the bone-chilling cold slowed down his pace a little. He then moved forward, the soles of his feet becoming soft. He lowered his head and realized that his shadow was floating on the water. A sense of relief that his confusion was solved was like blood flowing through his body. The surface of the river was blown by the breeze, but there was actually nothing under the water. He began to wonder why the reeds could stay still, so he turned around and walked closer to the reeds.
When he came ashore, his shoes, socks and trousers suddenly became dry.
Some strange illusion joins the second circulation of blood. I know this river. He turned his head and looked to the east, hoping to find the end of desolation and silence - it was indeed there, a magnificent bridge, a mysterious manifestation almost artificially created, unique. The Broken Moon climbed up its towering tower, encompassing six fingers. At the other end of the long bridge, there are tall and tall peaks with strange shapes, silently facing the ancient castle. The moment he noticed the moon, strings of blood-red foam appeared in the middle of the river. They spread with the waves, dyeing the Jinque River red.
Color triggers a sense of sight. Red rivers, Uriel thought, that prophecy. Joey mentioned to him the Red Prophecy that might have happened in Eastman, and he was surprised to find that he remembered it so clearly. But no matter what, when this key node surfaced in his memory, it involved countless fragments, making him realize that he was in an illusory dream. This situation was quite fortunate. He backed away slowly, away from the river of blood.
When the splashing sound sounded, Uriel did not notice that it came from under his feet. The red river flowed slowly in front of him, and the foam was still stirring, so he was sure that he was retreating. But he stepped into the water again, which meant that this place was not the river bank in his memory, but a high ground in the water.
"Prophecy dream?" The devil's magic can see the short future, but Uriel is not sure that he is experiencing the prophecy. In astrology, "clairvoyance" and prophetic dreams are two similar but fundamentally different types of magic. They work on different subjects.
Maybe the difference isn't that big. The Knight of Proverbs has nothing to do with astrology or prophecy. The source of this dream can only be "spiritual vision". If the Nameless One was really a creature of order before the War of Dawn, then perhaps in Otto's eyes, his magic was just a subtle bridge to communicate destiny, capable of carrying some of the images he wanted to convey to him. In this case, it all makes sense: he is immersed in a dream, the environment changes according to his mind, and prophecy is added as an element that constructs the dream.
Now he began to consider another urgent problem. Uriel tried to cause pain, but the feeling was very subtle; he hoped to use mystery, but this dream did not support the possibility of using magic. what happened? He had to stand on the cobblestones, feeling helpless. If you can't find a solution to a problem, then it may not be a problem that needs to be solved, but a fact that needs to be accepted.
Most likely, I'm dead, he thought, and there's no difficulty in admitting death. I made a mistake and my life ended here.
Uriel never thought that he would die at the hands of the Cross Knight, but to be honest, what he never thought about was his own death. As a mysterious person, he is still young, but as a living being, he is quite satisfied with his life.
Now, with no problems to think about, he freed up time to shift his focus to matters behind him. I can guess at my epitaph. "Uriel". Maybe they will write that. "He came from a world without mystery and magic, where he grew up peacefully and worked for survival; his greatest luck in life was to board a train to Knox at the station. After getting off, his family became a A tavern with the same name as the world. One lucky mortal! ” (Although the apprentice was grateful for this comment, he still didn’t like it.)
Next section follows. "This means that he can put aside the past and have a new life in the new world, and these have indeed been realized one by one: he got rid of the existential crisis and found a new job; he loved a girl, and she is waiting to meet him. He's reunited; he's had close friends and betrayal, and the price for the latter is that we need to write this damn monument here. 』
"He thinks he is a devout believer in Gaia, but only the goddess knows the truth. He told many lies, but they were acknowledged by the Book of Oaths. 』
The goddess has forsaken me, or else I should have gone to her kingdom, where silver lilies cover the green grass where the carved bronze doors stand. This place looks similar to hell. He threw a pebble into the river and the bubbles were dispersed.
"He helped Croita's Sky Realm Commander, Minister of Foreign Affairs, his mentor Shiro Shi, and bar owner Eds Haynes save Yotsuba City. 』
"He and his alien friends found the lost moon capital of Kamaria, and defended Wenivaz with his mentor and the Knox mercenary group. 』
“He made a vow to a young nun to find her son, and died on the way. 』
Maybe Roma will continue looking for Aiken. Uriel was glad that he and she were moving separately at the dock. Silverdome City was only the last section of the river from Knight's Bay. The little lion was both a mysterious creature and protected by Sauron, so reaching the bay was no problem.
"He is a devil." In the end, the apprentice hopes that this sentence can be honestly added to his tombstone, because the door to heaven will not be opened for him anyway. "He was afraid of it, but never ashamed. He never betrayed anyone. 』
It's a pity that he can't fill in the line "He's an adventurer" for himself. "Honestly, you have lived two lifetimes," Uriel told himself, "and you have lived as a human being. Gaia is above, what more can you ask for?"
…I want to keep living.
He suddenly realized that he was bursting into tears.
The blood-red Jinque River rushed past him quietly, the bubbles floated rhythmically, and soft songs came from the distant city. Uriel thought of the Sala and their guards, the elven ships cutting through the waves. He promised Meimi that they would meet again to hunt for treasure; thousands of miles away in the sky, the stars in the Port of Yuanguang were shining brightly, and the magnificent floating island was mysterious and profound, and there was his friend and teacher inside. Mr. Larsen is still waiting for them to return the young apprentice Roma safely to the tower; even Joey, the White Emissary, has been lost since his departure from San Carlos. Uriel, like every apprentice in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, longed to be like him, and he also had high hopes for me.
And his desires for the church. He could understand the Archbishop's desire to cover up the church's stain, but Uriel couldn't pretend he was satisfied with the outcome if they were going to use swords and axes to ensure that everyone who knew about it kept their secrets. Iconi Fairwin has never considered me his comrade, and I will never be content to let him die.
"It's not time for me to go to heaven yet." He knelt on the ground and choked, "That's why I came here. Death is easy, but it is difficult for me to accept it... I am sorry, I believed in the wrong person... Not Iaconi, not anyone else, but the cross knight who I mistakenly thought I could become the goddess."
But he will never be a Knight of the Cross. He is the apprentice of the tower and will be the messenger in the future. He has his own creed.
At this time, the river surface suddenly stirred uneasily, and the waves bumped with his emotions. Uriel approached the edge of the plateau and watched as a white bone surfaced and then sank into the deep water. The songs in his ears turned into mournful music, played under the broken moon.
This is the red prophecy. The "Witch of Destiny" was once injured while spying on the person in the prophecy. Roma is trapped in a blood-red fate, and his time should have ended... Could this be my "spiritual vision" dream? I'm alive?
Gratitude was the last emotion that coursed through his veins, and Uriel felt nothing else. He still remembers the way to leave "Spiritual Vision", Gaia bless him! Whenever I see Joey or Sauron, I find an anchor to reality...
"Help!" Suddenly a piece of driftwood floated upstream, and a woman hugged the wood and shouted to him for help. Uriel had to give up searching and instead stepped into the water. But this was just the beginning. More and more people and debris were floating down the river. They were all frightened and begged for help from the apprentices on the highlands.
He could only make a choice and swim towards the person closest to him. The red river water was cold and disgusting, but fortunately it didn't have the odor or stickiness that I expected. They are still water, just changed color. As for the cold, this is the least thing to worry about. Even Sauron admits that he is more resistant to freezing than the average person.
It's just that not all things floating in the water are so clean. Uriel only took off his leather armor and boots that were in the way before entering the water. At this time, he regretted leaving his shirt and pants. But there was no time for him to care more. The apprentice took a deep breath and dived underwater.
At this time, the dream changed again.
The river water suddenly became thicker, and people and objects that fell into the water disappeared without a trace. Uriel felt something brush against his shoulder, and it was a severed hand that only reached the wrist. He quickly let go of it. The river became a veritable river of blood, his vision was blurry and he could not float or sink. This place is no longer Jinque River, but has the nature of a mysterious place.
