Everything I experienced from the moment I woke up was still an illusion.
Once this idea was triggered, it was unstoppable. Hitzfeld was horrified to find that everything "wrong" he encountered after waking up perfectly matched his guess.
Why were bird eggs still found in the supplies after such a violent turbulence - after rolling down from above?
She did not look outside the carriage very often, as the curtains were drawn tightly on the journey, so she was not actually sure whether Knight Hart had a crow hidden in his pocket.
But just before entering the red soil, when she was passing through the fortress area, she seemed to have vaguely heard people outside talking about this matter. They heard them say that Knight Hart had a pet crow, a female bird.
He is extremely cold to everyone else, but he likes to be close to crows.
And why... is it that this cave tunnel, which could be said to have fallen by chance, happens to have carvings left by previous generations of knights?
She had expected this to happen because she had seen similar carvings in the photographs she had taken.
Similarly...if you carefully analyze what Leah said about the sculpture, you will find that it is all nonsense - when someone further asked her for precise results, that is, to draw conclusions based on mathematical models, she took the opportunity to shirk responsibility by saying that the instrument was broken.
The instrument might really be broken. After all, the box rolled down from such a long distance, and she didn't think there was anything wrong at the time.
But what if the real reason is that she doesn't know.
It’s not that Leah doesn’t know, but that Hitzfeld herself doesn’t know.
Let's assume that these are hallucinations, then everything in the environment must be constructed from her thoughts.
What she doesn't know, the people in the hallucination won't know either.
Is that why Leah keeps talking nonsense?
And there is Willensel, who is obviously a more professional scholar, but has not made any insightful remarks since he appeared. He actually remained silent when faced with the carvings and murals involving the "Worm Civilization".
Is it because of his good endurance?
Or maybe she simply couldn't imagine it. What would Weilansel say in this situation?
There are seven creeper murals in total, and the first six are probably bold fantasies she created based on the external information she collected subconsciously.
And in the seventh painting, which is the one where the young emperor worms surround Jodin-Frentes and let him use the sword of 'Ahoin' to carve patterns on the outer fangs -
Is it because I subconsciously have doubts about St. Jodine's disappearance?
If so, the logic chain should be like this:
First, I was in Wayne more than a month ago and found a somewhat strange flag from Lily's secret base.
The person embroidered on the flag was Jodin, and I began to have a deeper impression of this name, especially the memory related to the "mysterious disappearance of Jodin Frentes".
In addition, the background of the flag is red soil, so I naturally connected these information together and it became "Yordin Frentes may have gone to the Worm Plains."
Although Xia said that the timing didn't match, once the seeds of doubt were planted, they were difficult to eradicate.
Xia couldn't rule out this possibility after all, because we had encountered many cases in the past where the time records were tampered with by evildoers...
And this brand...
The name engraved on it is Guinea-Armand.
If this wasn't a coincidence, then she only remembered the name of this ancient knight.
According to the reasoning, that thing can only use this name when reading her memory data.
There were too many coincidences...so many that it made her scalp tingle.
Now that I think about it, the people who appeared before her since she woke up followed some fixed patterns.
Rule 1: People she doesn’t know, their faces rarely appear, and they almost never speak to her.
She is generally familiar with the people who are speaking, or at least has a general understanding of them.
Rule 2: The appearance, attitude, and words of these so-called acquaintances are, without exception, developed in accordance with her fixed impressions of them.
For example, she thinks Smail is a person who appears humble but is strong on the inside.
Then he must appear to be a person who is humble on the outside but strong on the inside.
He will definitely stick to his guns when he has a dispute with others.
And Xia too... She has been trying her best to defend this side of the reasoning, and this may be exactly what she wants in her heart.
When the person you love the most must choose between "common sense" and "me", even though everyone knows how to choose, who doesn't hope that the person you love the most will choose you...
Then I think I know what's wrong with Xia.
Hitzfeld frowned, moved his hips, and retreated a little towards the stone wall.
"Support your expectations for the people you love no matter what the circumstances."
This factor conflicts with "Law 2".
That was indeed a certain expectation of mine, but that kind of summer was wrong and abnormal.
She's definitely not that kind of person - if she were that kind of person, I wouldn't have liked her in the first place.
So this is an illusion.
Everything I experienced since I woke up was fake——
"Aisun?"
As if stimulated by her retreating movement, "Xia Yibing" showed a suspicious expression and moved closer to the girl.
"Why are you so far away from me?"
"look at me."
"Is there something about me that makes people afraid?"
This situation——
With sweat on his forehead, Hitzfeld didn't know what to do for a moment.
There is a white whale tied to the left leg, but the white whale may also be fake.
"I..." Her face was pale, and she pressed her body against the wall while desperately searching for an excuse.
That familiar, beautiful, slightly wild face now seems so eerie and strange.
She couldn't let the other person know that she had noticed.
Even if they fall out, she should be the one to fire the first shot.
"Aisun..."
The woman was still approaching.
Because of the angle, when she got close enough, the shadow began to block her face.
"Don't you know? You're acting really weird..."
There is no way back now.
hum-
Just as the woman was about to get close to Hitzfeld and she was not going to make any more excuses, a vague melody suddenly came from the back, from the direction where they had explored the cave before.
Everyone was attracted by the melody, including "Xia Yibing", and they all turned their heads to look over there.
It sounds like a violin.
Hitzfeld swallowed.
Coincidentally, she also knew this melody.
It was the same Devil's Trill that Darent had played in the stables.
Chapter 54: All Illusion
rustle……
There was a slight friction sound coming from the darkness, as if there was a bulging sack of cloth being dragged across the ground out of thin air.
While Xia Yibing and the others turned their heads to look at the darkness, Hitzfeld quickly stood up and pulled out the white whale from under her skirt.
But the next second her eyes jumped - the touch of the white whale quickly disappeared.
Sure enough, this illusion is based on my cognition.
Once I begin to doubt something in it, its existence will be questioned by the illusion itself, and its existence will immediately become unstable.
Hitzfeld took a deep breath and backed away in the opposite direction little by little.
She is not stupid.
Whatever was creating the illusion had to be reading her mind to do it.
Coupled with the disappearance of the white whale, she was almost immediately certain that any suspicion she had about the illusion could not be hidden from the other party's perception.
It already knew I had found it.
Then this violin melody was not a sudden accident, but a means to paralyze me, temporarily attract my attention, and make me ignore the constraints of the illusion itself.
So there is no need to hesitate...only a fool would stay and act with these people!
The only thing she could do before she found a way to wake up was to run!
Run as fast as you can, run as far as you can!
This was Hitzfeld's plan, an idea she decided to implement no matter what.
She inched her way to the center of the tunnel, bypassing the broken boxes, and was about to turn around when the scene suddenly changed.
"Aisun..."
All the people in the cave.
Whether it was the knights or the survivors in the caravan, together with Xia Yibing who stood up, they turned to face her at the same time and chanted her name.
Hitzfeld had seen many strange and terrifying scenes, but this was not the first time she had faced so many people - some of whom she knew - and witnessed them speaking at the same time as if they had one body. She was almost scared to death.
"Aisun...why are you leaving?"
Everyone took a step toward her, with the same dull expression on their faces.
"This is the reality you most want to see in your fantasy... Are you dissatisfied? Why?"
"Because..." Hitzfeld grinned slightly.
"Because reality is unsatisfying! Your storytelling skills are terrible! You are a slow-witted and ignorant idiot!"
"...!?"
It was clear that the controller of the illusion was confused by her sudden outburst of curses.
At that moment, these faces showed astonishment and confusion. They were unable to react - and just watched Hitzfeld rush forward and rush towards the tunnel ahead.
Yes, the tunnel ahead. That's the path that goes down.
She couldn't run back because they had people there too... Secondly, she had already realized that the purpose of this illusion might be to make her turn back.
First there was the mural, then there was Hart’s analysis and interpretation. The reason why Hart was asked to play this role may be because in his heart, this golden knight is the most unfamiliar and inherently mysterious.
Then there was Smail's insistence. He took advantage of her stereotype of him and made clever and reasonable arrangements, demanding to lead the team back to the ground under the pretext of "delivering information at any cost."
The only surprise was Xia.
According to factor 2, Xia should not have spoken up at that time. Because Smail left enough room for maneuver, he did not force everyone to return at the beginning, but proposed to send someone to test first.
Hitzfeld guessed that the result of the test would be very wonderful. At that time, neither Xia nor herself would have enough reasons to object. They would be taken back together.
Unfortunately, she likes Xia.
She likes Xia, so she has such fantasies about Xia. It is this feeling that disrupts the other party's overall plan and reveals flaws in the role he plays.
Even in this illusion, even though she is not by my side in every sense, she can still protect me in this way...
As Hitzfeld ran as fast as he could, he felt moved.
It was a warm feeling, as if her whole body and mind were soaked in warm water, soft and soothing, which gave her strength invisibly.
Suddenly she wasn't afraid anymore.
Her steps became more and more firm, and her leaping movements became more and more standard. Before any onlookers could react, she rushed into the darkness ahead and faced the violin melody hidden there directly.
The melody became clearer and clearer.
rustle……
