Chapter 108 Evaporation

[Frederick was invited to the Cinder Barrens by his former friend "The Shield of Unfallen" Justus, intending to use the object-seeking spell to help his friend complete a difficult task]

[——The development of the original story should be like this]

[Frederick always felt that Justus seemed to be hiding something from himself. He chose to trust the intuition of the idol wizard, drank the magic wine that would make him stunned, and used the power of alcohol to steal Justus' mission contract from his dream]

[But Frederick, he would rather he never saw that contract—]

[The initiator of this contract is called "Trisino". If it's just a name, it can only be judged as someone from the United Kingdom. But if you add the quill mark on the contract... As the future successor of the Melvin family, Frederick can already recognize this person]

[The true identity of "Trisino" is unknown. But through the ceremony, it can be known that he is the Pope of the "tragic writer", the god of murder and conspiracy]

[In the contract, it was specified that Justus should take an idol wizard and go to the Cinder Barrens. When the stars arrive at the correct location, the idol wizards who stay here will sense the "gap between dreams and dreams". From which you can get the marrow of unfinished dreams]

[According to the contract, when the sun sets today, it is the moment when the stars arrive at the correct position. Frederick didn't know what the "dream-dream gap" was or what the "dream essence" was. But he knew that the contract initiated by "Trisino" must be malicious]

[Although when Frederick and Justus parted, he had a big fight with him because of another person. But Frederick still hopes that he can protect his impulsive and stupid friend in the conspiracy brewed by the tragic writer]

[Or, a former friend]

This introduced the plot, which made Annan blink in surprise.

... This seems to be somewhat different from what he understands.

In Annan's previous cognition, it seemed that Frederick had deceived Justus. He sacrificed his friend Justus as a sacrifice to the tragic poet.

But based on the hints of this nightmare... it seems that Frederick doesn't know anything about it.

He even tried to save Justus from the tragic writer.

It's Justus...

This man looked different from what Annan had heard from Nefertari at first.

In Nefertari's mouth, Justus is a calm, extremely reliable guardian.

But according to what Annan saw with his own eyes, Justus could hear a very obvious sense of arrogance and self-centeredness in his speech. He is also not as calm and reliable as rumored, and even a little impatient... and a little bloated.

and……

What is "Dream Essence"?

Who is "Tricino"?

Why did Annan never hear this name?

"--what's going on?"

Annan saw that everything in the nightmare did not match the information he had collected in advance in the outside world... This made him a little confused.

He got up from the sofa and, following Justus' previous words, prepared to investigate Justus' home.

He noticed that the most common thing in Justus' room was the newspaper.

On the wall, on the table, in the cabinet. Justus has kept newspapers of almost all years and all newspapers, and he is a loyal fan of newspapers...

After all, in this day and age, newspapers are far from cheap. If you want to collect all of them, the cost is obviously huge. I am afraid that a considerable part of Justus' income is used to buy newspapers in various countries.

It's like obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Or is he a collector of newspapers?

"……what?"

Annan snorted lightly.

Relying on his keen observation, he quickly discovered that the newspapers posted on the wall all had something in common.

These newspapers either mentioned Justus - and whoever mentioned him must praise him for his great contribution; or mentioned "Professor Grey" Seti,

and the situation of his other students.

Looking around, Annan can even see more than twenty "Portraits of Justus". It is usually on the front page of a newspaper and is drawn by an artist hired by the newspaper.

...although what he did was truly remarkable.

But this is too narcissistic, isn't it?

This was so abnormal that Annan couldn't help but wonder if this strange behavior had something to do with his curse.

——But what kind of curse will make people continue to buy newspapers? Want to post all the news about yourself on the bedroom wall so you can see it at any time?

Don't wait for Annan to see more.

Justus rushed back suddenly.

"...Something happened, Freer."

The strong "Shield of Infallibility" looked a little solemn.

Only when his face was solemn could Annan vaguely see a trace of Nefertari.

Annan also quickly turned his face and continued to play the role of Freljord, trying to see if he could get more words out of Justus: "What's the matter? Could it be... that your contract was lost. ?

"Speaking of which, where's my lunch?"

He imitated Frederick's tone, glanced at Justus, and asked leisurely.

"—If nothing else, you won't have lunch."

Justus said, grabbed Frederick's right forearm and said in a low voice, "Come and see—"

With that, he dragged Annan out of the house.

This house looks like a doughnut - they are on the second floor, and the rest area on the first floor can be seen in the middle of a circle of houses.

At this moment, the rest area was empty. The chairs and tables were messy.

Annan and Justus looked at each other, said nothing, and walked down the spiral staircase quickly.

Through a closer inspection, Annan noticed that the six round tables in the lounge area were scattered randomly, and two to five chairs surrounded the round table.

Some round tables still have untouched tea, which is still a little cool when touched by hand; some cards are placed on some round tables. But Annan glanced and quickly counted the number of cards before realizing that it was about half as low.

It's like someone just poured a cup of tea and left.

It's like a group of people who are halfway through playing cards and run away with their "hand cards".

Annan walked over and touched the seat. There is no temperature.

"Look here, Freer."

Justus pointed to the front desk.

Annan followed the past and took a few steps forward subconsciously.

His eyes suddenly became sharp.

Because the drawer at the front desk was pulled open, and it was full of money. No one moved... The ledger was placed on the table, opened, and even half-written.

[201, smoked salmon——]

This is the last line left on the ledger.

It seems that the guest in room 201 ordered the smoked salmon and the front desk took the bill while collecting the money. Then, before the account was finished, the person suddenly disappeared—even with a pen.

This... hotel? It doesn't seem to count, Justus obviously lived here for a long time.

In short, the people here, not long ago—perhaps an hour or half an hour ago, suddenly all disappeared and the world evaporated.