Lumian instinctively looked around and saw familiar tables, chairs, bookshelves, wardrobes, and beds.

This is his bedroom, but it is shrouded in a faint gray mist.

A lucid dream? Did I have a lucid dream? Lumian's pupils instantly dilated.

Lucid dreaming refers to the ability to think and remember while dreaming, which is a relatively rare state that can be triggered with a higher probability by individuals who have undergone special training.

Previously, in order to unravel the secret of Lumian's foggy dream and help him completely eliminate this hidden danger, Aurora had created lucid dreams multiple times using different methods, but none of them were successful.

And now, Lumian inexplicably regained consciousness in her dream.

After a brief moment of shock and astonishment, Lumian regained her thoughts and thought of a possibility:

Is it caused by the tarot card representing 'Scepter Seven'?

That woman once said that this card would help me unlock the secrets of my dreams

So, its function is to put me into a lucid dream state, allowing me to truly explore this area shrouded in fog?

Um... compared to my previous impression, the fog seems much lighter now, a lot

In a moment of thought, Lumian turned his body and quickly walked to the slanted chair, supporting the table against the wall with both hands and looking out the window.

What caught his eye was not a familiar scene.

This dream did not replicate the village of Kordu where he lived.

Under the light and thin gray white mist, the most eye-catching thing is a towering mountain peak, which is purely composed of brownish red stones and reddish brown soil, extending 20-30 meters towards the sky.

Surrounding this mountain peak are circles of buildings, either collapsed to the ground or burned black, making it difficult to see what they look like when they are intact.

From where Lumian was located, they looked like destroyed tombs, arranged in an irregular circular pattern.

And the entire area is bumpy, with numerous gravel and not a single weed.

In addition, the high-altitude fog turned thick and white, and Lumian had no way of confirming the presence of the sun, only knowing that it was unusually dim here, like a night illuminated only by starlight.

After observing carefully for a while, he murmured to himself in a low voice:

Is this all the scene of the dream

What is the true state of this dream that has troubled him for many years?

After a brief moment of distraction, Lumian pondered a more realistic question:

Where are the so-called dream secrets hidden?

On that mountain peak, or inside some damaged building

Lumian did not leave the bedroom urgently and entered the area to explore the dream, still staying in place and scrutinizing every place he could see.

Suddenly, he felt a figure flash past the ruins of the buildings surrounding the mountain peak.

Due to the fact that the house he was in only had two floors and was not tall enough, and although the fog was faint, his presence could not be ignored, Lumian couldn't be sure for a moment whether he had experienced hallucinations.

After a while, he slowly exhaled and said to himself in his heart:

Don't worry, be patient, don't worry, be patient.

It seems that this dream really has many secrets, it doesn't seem to belong entirely to me, blindly exploring may encounter danger

Well, I'll go find that woman early tomorrow morning and see if I can get detailed information before deciding what to do

Amidst a flurry of thoughts, Lumian withdrew her gaze, preparing to escape from this dream and sleep peacefully.

He was in a state of wakefulness and didn't know what to do to truly wake himself up.

After repeatedly hinting at failure, he lay down on the bed, trying to make his thoughts chaotic and simulate the state he had when he was asleep before.

Unconsciously, after an unknown amount of time, Lumian suddenly sat up and saw the faint golden sunlight seeping into the room through the curtains.

I finally woke up

Sure enough, falling asleep in a dream will restore that hazy state, and then you can escape

Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and spoke silently to herself.

Just then, there was a thumping sound at the door.

Aurora? "Lumian's heart tightened, worried about any negative developments.

It's me, "Aurora's voice entered the room.

Lumian turned over from the bed, walked quickly to the door, grabbed the handle, and pulled back.

Outside the door was indeed Aurora, wearing a white silk nightgown and her long golden hair softly draped behind her.

How about it? "She seemed quite sure that Lumian had just woken up.

Lumian did not conceal anything and told Oror his true story.

Aurora nodded as if thinking:

The purpose of that card is to make you have lucid dreams

She immediately asked:

What are you planning to do next

Lumian let out a "hmm":

I'll just grab some food later and go find that woman to see if I can get more information and figure out her true intentions

Okay. "Aurora didn't object.

She continued

I will also write to someone to inquire about the dreams you described and see what those things represent

Speaking of which, she glanced at Lumian's suddenly nervous expression and smiled, saying:

Don't worry, I will make some modifications and won't throw out everything at once. The principle of gradual progress is what I taught you.

Well, when communicating with that lady, don't force yourself, try to be friendly. It doesn't mean we're afraid of her, it's just that having one more friend is better than having one more enemy

No problem, "Lumian solemnly agreed.

Kordu Village, old tavern.

As soon as Lumian approached the bar, he turned to the part-time bartender, Morris Benet, and said

Which room upstairs does the woman from out of town live in

The old inn itself is the only hotel in the village, with six rooms available for accommodation on the second floor.

Maurice Burney is not overweight or burly, like most villagers, with black hair and blue eyes. His biggest feature is that his nose is always red, which is caused by frequent drinking.

He is a member of the tribe of Father Guillaume Benet in this church, but his relationship is not close and he is a distant cousin.

Why are you asking this? "Maurice Bene asked curiously." Would a woman from a big city like you, a country bumpkin, be interested

He had a clear expression of inquiry on his face, showing a strong interest in abnormal relationships between men and women.

Aren't you also a country bumpkin and a barefoot man yourself? "Lumian sneered and made up a random excuse," That woman lost something last night. I found it this morning and brought it to her

Is that so? "Maurice Benet expressed doubts about Lumian's credit.