Chapter 559: THE HUANTED NIGHTMARES

Chapter 559: THE HUANTED NIGHTMARES



The next day, Ovior got up from the bed earlier than usual. After freshening up, he went to the kitchen and made tea. Later, when he went to the office, he had his tea while being in deep thought.

Around seven o'clock, he used his communication stone to contact Sebastian.

Tybu has hilly areas. The hilly areas are covered in flower and fruit plants. Catherine and Sebastian bought an entire hill. They were designing a house to build one on that private hill. For a moment, they were living in a nearby hotel.

Sebastian had a habit of practicing swordsmanship early in the morning. When Ovior called him, Catherine, who was in the room, noticed it first. She took the communication device and hurriedly walked outside.

"Sebastian, you have a call," she called out

Sebastian took the communication device with his free hand and turned it on. Ovior's face came into view.

"I hope you are doing well, Sebastian." Ovior's stoic voice could be heard from the device.

"I am," Sebastian replied. "Thank you for asking. How do you do?"

"I'm doing well. Thank you. Is Catherine doing fine?" Ovior wished to know.

"She is... do you perhaps want to talk to her?" Sebastian turned to look for her but she wasn't there. "I think she went back to the room."

"That's not necessary," Ovior replied. "Did you see anything unusual about her?"

"Usual?" Sebastian frowned. "Usual like what? She looked pretty normal?"

"Does she not remember anything? Something she shouldn't remember - like the memory before her death?"

Sebastian was a bit nervous. He finally got together with Catherine. He didn't want her to remember something so painful and then leave him. "No, I don't think she remembers anything like that. She seemed fine to me. If she remembered..." He didn't want to complete the sentence. He didn't know what would happen if she remembered. His imagination wasn't that creative.

Magic Tower

Ovior wasn't satisfied with Sebastian's answer. He contacted Arthur.

The first thing his friend said was, "You look horrible."

Ovior felt bitter when he heard it. "Thanks," his answer was sarcastic. "I'm glad my friend cares for me."

"I don't. Don't delude yourself," Arthur scoffed. "I thought you were going to take a break. What happened?"

"What happened?" Ovior cursed. "If it weren't for you, would I still work? Come back quickly. I need a vacation."

"I was planning to come today at noon. Why are you in so much hurry? Is Dorothy doing

well?"

"She is having nightmares," Ovior said while rubbing his forehead. "I believe she can remember something."

Arthur understood the situation. "Is that why you didn't sleep? What did she dream of?" "She didn't say it. She didn't want to worry me. She lied about the dream. But I'm sure she remembered something. She was trembling when she went back to sleep." Ovior sighed. "Later at night, she muttered something but I didn't understand what she was saying. I just stayed awake in case she has another nightmare."

"How much does she remember?"

"She remembered until she came to the tower. She didn't remember anything afterward."

"That's nearly two years of memory. That's strange, isn't it?"

"Not only is it strange, but there might also be a chance she might remember everything. I don't want her to live with trauma for the rest of her life." Ovior sounded vexed. He was

worried sick.

"I've already left Nica in the Elven Realm but I still can ask her about the side effects," Arthur stated. "Did you talk to Catherine? Did she remember anything?"