Chapter 103: Your Dream, So Scary
"What are you nervous about, I'm just seeing that Penny is too bored to be alone and wanted to take her out for a walk."
"Nonsense! If it wasn't for me coming back early, Penny would have definitely been abducted by you!"
The more Ada thought about it, the more she was afraid, and she charged again with her fists raised.
Jayce got up off the ground with a brainstorm, dodging two blows, and on the third, a grip on Ada's fist.
"Okay, okay, any more fighting and I'm going to fight back." Jayce's tone flared a bit, and the disdain on his face tightened a bit when he suddenly saw a skinny finger peeking out of the window.
"And you can't hide Penny forever." Jayce straightened his collar, and with one hand, he pushed Ada back.
Ada took a few steps backward, her back clanking against the door.
He was shaking with anger, both hands clenched so tightly that his bones turned white.
Jaycee paid no more attention to Ada, knowing that the latter wouldn't dare to actually fight him.
Because Ada couldn't beat him at all.
This time he flashed a provocative smile sideways as he passed by Sol.
"Yo, find a job?"
Saul didn't say anything as Jaycee nodded behind him with a thumb, "You could have let Ada raise you instead. He's not very bright anyway."
Only after Jaycee left did Saul approach Ada, "Are you okay?"
"Fine!" Ada returned stiffly.
He stood in place with his head bowed for a moment before walking out into the yard to clean up the mess.
Saul didn't bother to help, but went into the room to check on Penny.
Penny was standing on the floor in a rare moment, her face slightly overwhelmed, her silver, starry eyes lost.
"Brother Saul," she heard Saul approaching and called his name accurately once again, "why can't I go out?"
"It's ... pretty messy out there," Saul smacked his lips, "It's pretty messy."
"Oh." Penny's voice trailed off a bit.
She walked back to the bed, fumbled open the closet door, and dove the whole way in.
Outside Ada finished cleaning up and walked back into the house.
He saw that Penny wasn't there and the cupboard door was closed and walked over and whispered something.
Ada then comes to Saul.
"You, you stay here for three more days, then go. I remember there's a job in town that covers housing, it's just a little tiring. If you can't stand it, look elsewhere."
Perhaps it was because Saul's "idleness" and "cold eyes" over the past two days had finally triggered Ada's bottom line, and he opened his mouth to give Saul a deadline for staying overnight.
"Okay." Saul nodded and ran to the table, lying down with his back to Ada.
The room was quiet, except for Ada's long sigh.
During the night, Saul took a rare nap.
This time, he knew clearly that he had dreamed.
In his dream, he was back in the Corpse Room, lying on a conveyor belt.
The hundreds of corpses that had been processed by his hands stood around him.
A corpse with its head split in half, a machete in its hand, was aiming at Saul's skull.
A hunk of flesh in pieces, but iterated together by way of stacking logs, staggered against a hammer.
"Saul."
Someone was calling him.
Saul pushed past the corpses that were trying to dismantle themselves and sat up from the teleportation pad.
The dense mass of corpses fell like dominoes.
On the periphery of the corpses stood Golza, who was covered in pink bandages.
Even knowing he was in a dream, Golza was respectful to the tower master.
"Tower Lord."
Gortha raised both hands in an uncharacteristically grotesque motion, starting at the top and unwrapping his bandages a little.
And beneath the bandages ...
There was nothing.
Thor's mouth slowly opened wide in surprise at his own guesses about the identity of the tower master in his dream.
Could this be the subconscious?
The bandages disassembled to the eyes and two silver eyeballs fell to the floor.
Golza's mouth was still talking.
"Thor, do you know why I asked you to study souls?" The bandages around Golza's body suddenly lost support at the same time and fell to the ground, but his voice continued.
"Would you say that with only a soul, it counts as being alive?"
The corpses regrouped, making noises with and without their mouths.
"Can only souls, be alive like this?"
"Brother Saul! Brother Saul!" The girl's voice rang out with a sobbing tone.
"What's wrong, Penny?" Saul rolled over and sat up.
It was hard to see Penny's expression in the darkness, but her hand tugging at the lapel of Saul's coat was trembling gently.
"Brother Saul, don't go to sleep."
"Your dream, it's so scary."
Was Penny just in her dream too?
Saul didn't feel anything at all.
He rubbed his somewhat drowsy forehead, gently patted Penny's hand, and whispered, "Okay, brother Saul is not going to sleep. Penny isn't afraid, dreams are all fake, go back to sleep."
While Penny was in a trance, Saul cast a Repair Micro Injury and Boost Resistance on her one after another.
This was the only sorcery he had mastered so far that was beneficial to the human body.
There was no way around it, if Penny had been immersed in Saul's dream world, going crazy would have been the best thing that could have happened to her.
After Saul's pacification, Penny was obviously much more relaxed.
She climbed back into her locker on light feet and went to sleep.
Saul, however, couldn't sleep.
In his two years in the Wizard's Tower, he hardly ever had meaningless dreams.
So what was the reason he was here, in Mill Sail, having such a dream?
Saul pondered, half closing his eyes and relying on meditation for the rest of the night.
It was just that this night had been a sleepless one for so many.
On the northern outskirts of Mill Sail Town, there was a loud noise from the tower that stood next to the fields of Mill Sound Fruit.
The soldiers guarding beside the Mill Sound Fruit had their heads lowered and their eyes narrowed, not daring to look over there for a glance.
In the dilapidated tower, a middle-aged man with no hair on his body, not wearing a single piece of clothing, stood sashaying in a sorcery spell in the topmost room.
Outside the spell formation was the female corpse that he had just thrown out.
The girl who had been taken away in the morning had her limbs amputated at this time, collapsing in the corner of the room.
Her eyes were wide open, blood cracking out of the corners of her eyes as she died.
This first level apprentice stood in the spell, the corners of her mouth constantly twitching, her expression ghastly.
His chest heaved violently for a while, and it took half an hour before he slowly walked out of the spell formation and came to the rack outside, removing the black robe and putting it on.
"Rupert." His voice was lowered, and there was still an icy anger in his voice.
It was not loud, but it reached the ears of the designated person.
The Mayor of Mill Sail Town, who had been waiting outside the tower, took a deep breath before pushing the door in with a trembling hand and following the staircase that rotated around the wall to the third floor with quick steps.
"Lord Shelly." As soon as Mayor Rupert entered, he saw the female corpse across the room, the skin on his face twitched, and he hastily collected his complicated thoughts and saluted First Level Apprentice Shelly.
"This promotion has failed." From Shelly's voice one could still hear a little bit of reluctance, "But now I'm just a little bit away from being a second level apprentice, so immediately go find another suitable girl and send her over!"
"This? Another girl is needed?" Rupert was a bit embarrassed, "We've already taken away a lot of girls lately, and the townspeople are already starting to feel uneasy. Will Yuka-sama be suspicious when he returns?"
Shelly gazed coldly at Ruper, making him swallow back the rest of his words.
"When I'm promoted to the second level, why worry about what he thinks?"
"Yes, yes ...," a cold sweat slid across Ruper's forehead.
"Right, hurry up and bring me two ... no, bring five sound grinding fruits over."
Ruper was startled again, and despite having just been warned, he had to whisper a reminder, "But in two days that group of barbarians will be coming. Next month, it's time again for the lord of the Witch Tower to come over and take the sound grinding fruits ... We don't have much left."
Shelly still didn't take it seriously, "No, the day after tomorrow Yuka will be back, if he finds out what we're doing, he'll definitely stop it. Right now I'm just a little bit short of level two, I have to finish my promotion before the day after tomorrow."
He waved his hand again, his tone softening slightly, "When I'm level two, I'll also have the backbone to confront that group of barbarians. When we chose to do this in the first place, wasn't it to get rid of the endless plundering of the barbarians?"
Hearing Shelly's words, Rupert's eyes also became firm.
"Alright, I'll send someone to fetch the Sound Grinding Fruit."
This town mayor sent a message, and when he came back, he sighed, "The Witch Tower side took our tribute but refused to help us completely clear the barbarians, causing us to have to secretly do business with the barbarians."
As Rupert said this, he carefully glanced at Shelly and lowered his voice once again.
"It's just that I've never been able to figure out what this group of barbarians want to grind sound fruits for if they don't want meat."
(End of chapter)