Unparalleled Double Harmony

Chapter 529 Dream

night.

Cold wind and drizzle.

On the muddy path, an old horse was running with difficulty.

There were two young people, a man and a woman, on horseback.

Like most eloping men and women of that era, the two of them put on thick coarse cloth robes, hiding their faces and figures from head to toe, and chose to leave the city at night.

It was very easy to bribe the guard to help them open the door, and the sound of wind and rain tonight seemed like God was helping them.

As the battlements of the city wall behind them gradually sank into the horizon, the two men's fearful hearts gradually calmed down.

For a short while, they had all begun to fantasize about their wonderful future life.

However, the sound of horse hooves, a few vague shouts, and a few flashes of fire... immediately broke their beautiful dreams and gripped their hearts again.

The pursuers soon caught up with the two young men and... began shooting arrows at them.

It is obvious that at this moment, the girl's family not only doesn't care about the man's life or death, but they don't even care whether their daughter can return alive.

For her prominent family, compared to the "elopement scandal"... "the daughter was kidnapped by robbers and unfortunately killed during the rescue" is a more respectable excuse.

So, as long as we don't let them run away, it doesn't matter whether these two people live or die in the end.

call out--

call out--

The sound of crossbow arrows rang out frequently, and as the pursuers got closer, the trajectories of the arrows were getting closer and closer to the two men.

Fortunately, they had already run into a forest at this moment, and their movement and the cover of the trees made it very difficult for the crossbow arrows to hit them.

But... this only slightly prolonged the time they were forced into a desperate situation.

Soon, a cliff appeared in front of the two panicked people.

So their horses stopped.

The pursuers' horses also slowed down.

Everyone knew that the chase was over and the two young men had no way to escape, so since they could be captured alive, they might as well capture them alive first.

But the girl's family didn't expect that before they could step forward to persuade them, the two young men hugged and kissed each other in front of everyone, and then both jumped down the cliff...

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"what!"

The extremely real feeling of falling woke Venusa from her dream.

What followed was an inexplicable feeling of dizziness, but fortunately the feeling did not last long and gradually faded away.

After panting for a while, she slowly turned over and sat up.

She originally planned to get up and drink a glass of water, and find a towel to wipe her sweaty body under her pajamas, but she didn't expect... as soon as she sat up and turned her head, she found someone sitting next to her bed.

Although they are called "people", they cannot be completely considered...

As we mentioned earlier, Nancy, the housekeeper of this castle, has a face that has aged like a zombie, but her body is as huge as the one in the "Moving Castle".

There's someone like this, sitting next to your bed in the middle of the night. Even if you haven't just had a nightmare, you'll be scared to death when you see her.

"Nancy... I've told you many times that I don't need you to watch me when I sleep..." However, Mrs. Venusa was only slightly startled and immediately regained her composure. She even complained to Nancy in a very familiar manner.

Judging from her tone, this was obviously not the first time she had experienced this situation, and she had a good relationship with Nancy.

Nancy's reaction was dull, as if she didn't hear the other party's complaint at all. She just kept talking to herself: "Oh~ my little cake, are you having a nightmare again? I told you that your pillow must be too high. Maybe you should change it. I can help you eat some of the feathers in the pillow. What do you think?"

"My pillow is fine..." Venusa held her forehead, "I... I just..."

"Just what?" Nancy put a finger to her lips, tilted her head, and asked curiously.

"I don't know..." Venusa said in a deep voice, "Since I came to this castle, I often dream about some...some things that are very real, as if I really experienced them in the past, and there is a certain connection between these things...Even after I wake up every time, I can remember many details of the dream..."

When Nancy heard this, she shrugged her shoulders: "Oh! Honey, this is not surprising. I often have this kind of dream, Nancy. For example, last night, I dreamed that I forgot to add oil when frying eggs in the kitchen last week..."

"No... you don't understand." Venusa shook her head to interrupt the other party's meaningless mumbling, and continued, "The problem is that I didn't experience those things in the dream at all. Those are not my memories."

"Hmm..." Nancy thought for a moment, then continued, "Maybe you've experienced it, but you just forgot it. For example, Nancy, I often forget things... By the way, did I tell you that I forgot to put oil in the kitchen when I was frying eggs last week?"

"Just forgotten?" Venusa pondered, mumbling, "Is that possible? Can such an experience... also be forgotten?"

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At the same time, on the other side of the castle, in the lord's bedroom.

"what!"

Philibert also just woke up from a nightmare.

But his dream was different from Venusa's.

In Philibert's dream, he was suffering from indescribable torture and pain...

He dreamed that his whole body was immersed in a pool of blood, with only his head left on the "blood surface" to breathe, and every inch of his skin and every pore was experiencing excruciating pain, as if all the blood in the pool was a corrosive solution that was slowly melting him.

The weird thing about this dream is that Philibert knew very clearly in the dream that he was already a "vampire". Logically, he didn't need to "breathe", and he wouldn't be afraid of blood at all, let alone be hurt by it... To him, the scene in this dream should be an enjoyment of wine and meat, and there was no reason to be in pain.

"Is this a dream..." After opening his eyes, Philibert found himself sitting on a sofa chair. He had just fallen asleep with one hand supporting his chin. "Why did I fall asleep at night? And what was the scene in this dream..."

As he thought this, he reached out and touched the cold, white skin on his wrist - no temperature, no pulse, and of course, no such unforgettable pain as in the dream.

"Is it because I was a human not long ago, so my body hasn't adapted yet?" he muttered to himself.

Philibert's idea was not without basis; he had once heard from a famous doctor in London that some people who had undergone amputation could still feel pain in their limbs that no longer existed for months or even years.

So now, Philibert thought that his dream was a similar situation. Perhaps there was still some part of his brain that still thought he was a human being, so he sometimes fell asleep at night and had these strange nightmares.

dong dong——

At this moment, two gentle knocks on the door interrupted Philibert's thoughts.

"Master, there is a 'Mr. Florescu' outside who wants to see you." The butler Hugo's very stylish London accent sounded from outside the door.

"Oh?" Philibert was also stunned when he heard this, thinking, how can there be guests in my place? And before this... "How did he get in?"

"I don't know. When I found him, he was already in the front hall." Hugo replied, "But he didn't seem to want to cause trouble. He just said a few polite words to me and said he wanted to see the mayor of this city."

"Heh..." Philibert smiled and stood up, "That's quite interesting. He doesn't act like a witcher... Then I'll go meet him."

(End of this chapter)