v2 Chapter 25： A long time ago story (part 1)

"In a dream, can you see my game system?" Dorn was a little surprised.

The last time he was pulled into his dream by the nightmare, Dorn couldn't even see the blood bar.

Dorn exhaled his system panel. It was very successful, and it was no different from reality.

Then, in the skill column of the personal panel, Don saw the extra skill-[Dream Lv5].

【Dream】: Dream-building skills from nightmares. Can enter other people’s dreams, or drag a single goal into a dream built by you and controlled by you. In your dreams, no one can beat you.

"It was not brushed out through the [Synchronous Stomach Bag], and it was still a full-level skill." Dorn turned off the panel.

The source of this skill should be the red and black aura that just lingered around him.

What are those things?

The last will of the nightmare horse?

or death language?

If that's the case, why would Nightmare give this ability to himself?

"Also, I feel that the nightmare is very concerned about Amy."

Apart from that, Donn can't get other exact information for the time being.

But Donne has more perception of this dark space.

He feels that he seems to have the ability to construct this space, perhaps this is the power from [Dream].

"In other words, the current owner of this dream seems to be me." Dorn analyzed it like this, "Even, I feel that after taking [Dream], as long as I want, I can exit the current dream at any time."

Perhaps this is why he can see his system here, because this dream has become his territory, completely different from the one constructed by the previous nightmare.

Moreover, Dorn could further feel that in this dream, there was still a trace, very faint, surging and working like the weakening power of the west.

Dorn did not perform any manipulation of this weak power and his current dreams.

Because he felt that the power that was about to dissipate seemed to want to show something in his dream.

...

The originally dark scene changed again.

This time, Don saw the lush woods and grass. There is also a winding river, shining brightly under the sunlight.

After looking around, Donn saw a corner of a castle at what appeared to be the border of the woods.

"That seems to be the ancient castle of Urtado, but it is not abandoned." Dorn squinted his eyes and looked at it.

Originally planned to explore the border of the woods to see what the old castle of Ulta was not abandoned, but after walking a few steps toward the woods, Dorn was hindered.

There seemed to be an invisible high wall standing in front of him.

"It's kind of like an air wall in a game, so, is that an unexplorable area over there?" Donn touched his chin, "What does that nightmare want to show me?"

returned to the grass by the river, and then he heard some noises.

"嘤嘤嘤—yoyoyo—"

It looks like the wailing of some little beast.

Dorn followed the voice to find, behind a bush, he saw the nightmare.

However, it was not the fat nightmare he had seen before, but a pony.

The scarlet fur, not too sharp forehead, would probably reach Dorn’s knees when he stood up.

This nightmare foal at this time, its hind foot is clamped by a trap, and its sharp serrations advance into its flesh, causing it to cry in pain.

"This is the juvenile body of that nightmare?" Dorn was a little surprised, reaching out his hand and trying to touch the head of the horse.

But, I didn't touch it.

His hand passed straight through the forehead of the Crimson Horse.

"Illusive," Dorn murmured.

But Don has the feeling that, as the true owner of the current dream, he wants to forcibly modify the current dream, even if he touches the pony.

But it doesn’t make sense to do that.

"Nightmare seems to want to show me what happened before."

So, Don will be a spectator.

After waiting for a while, a figure walked in from the woods.

is a girl wearing dirty burlap, a girl who looks a little ugly. The girl is short and thin. Humped, walking with a limp right foot.

She has a horseshoe-shaped mouth, and when she walks, her mouth gasps heavily, revealing a very irregular tooth.

At the same time, her right eye was closed tightly, as if she could not open it.

This ugly girl walked along the river, gathering wild flowers in her hand. Afterwards, she seemed to hear the wailing of the foal, and walked in the direction Donne was standing.

"咿-咿-" The girl saw the horse.

"嘤嘤嘤—yoyoyo—" The nightmare pony is still wailing.

The girl put down the wild bouquet in her hand, turned and limped, and trot away with difficulty.

Dorn looked at the girl's back and said nothing.

just as a spectator, watching quietly.

After a while, the girl came back with some herbs and clean cloth strips.

The girl broke the trap on the back foot of the horse, crushed the herbs and smeared it, and then wrapped it with a cloth strip.

Nightmare is very human, there is no movement, and no more wailing.

"Boom—Boom—" After bandaging the wound for the nightmare, the girl seemed very happy and patted the nightmare on the head happily.

Nightmare Pony licked the girl's palm gently.

The girl's palm was scratched when she just opened the trap. It was not serious, but there was still a lot of blood dripping down the wound.

Maju lightly licked the girl's hand, and also licked the girl's blood.

Then, the picture was shattered and recast again.

...

When everything around him became clear, Don found himself standing in a closed cellar.

"Is this the cellar of Hurtado Castle?" Dorn looked around.

There are no bones seen before in the cellar, only a short bed with hay spread on it.

The basement was a bit damp, and Dorne could smell a real musty smell. Only a coal lamp was lit inside, but the light was faint.

The girl was standing by the bed before, and in front of him, stood a young man who looked five or six years older than the girl.

There is a red birthmark on the man's right cheek.

"Beep-beep-" The girl cooperated with the gesture, seeming to be telling the man something.

But the young man's face was displeased and impatient.

"Enough! Enough! I don't understand what you are gesturing, and I don't want to understand!" The man interrupted the girl roughly, "Recently, there was a rumor from the people that I saw you mixing with a monster in the woods. "

"I don't care if it's true or not, you don't want to run out again in the future! You are a filthy **** born to a lowly maid! Father has an illegitimate daughter like you, and he has already lost enough face on the family! "

"Now, UU reading , are you still going to let those low-minded citizens watch our jokes? Do you know what you call you in the territory now? Call you the witch of Ultaduo!"

The more the man talked, the more angry he became, and the girl's expression became gritted.

"Beep-beep-" The girl tried to explain something with the gesture.

But the man was unreasonable and turned to leave: "Father is very ill now. Before I inherit his baron position, I don't want to see you make any more nasty rumors."

"咿呀—咿呀—"

It seems that because of hearing the word father, the girl's expression became a bit agitated, and she picked up a small briquettes from the bedside.

ran to the man to stop him.

Then write something crookedly on the stone wall.

is written in Donah, but the handwriting is very ugly—[Brother, father is sick, I, see father].

The man looked more and more annoyed when he saw the words written by the girl.

He lifted his feet in hard leather boots and kicked the girl hard.

"Bah! I said! Don't call me brother! Disgusting!" The man looked at the girl's expression, indifferent and contemptuous, like looking at trash on the ground, "Father won't see you, and father doesn't want to see you."

Then, the man left along the cellar passage.

But I can still hear his rather indifferent sentence: "Anytime, whenever you look like a person, Ultado will pinch your nose to recognize you as an illegitimate girl. But you are a disgusting freak."

The girl knelt down on the ground and did not get up.

There were tears in the only open eye.

"Yoyoyo—" The Nightmare Pony came out from under the little bed and licked the tears on the girl's face.

Dorn:...