Chapter 2589: Dream of the Moon Dance Festival

Fortunately, Xia De never thought about grabbing the church's work:

"It's good that your mother is fine. The situation was very chaotic at that time, and it was very difficult for me to take care of her in the final big battle."

Thinking of the many rumors about the Battle of Moon Bay, thinking of the strange celestial phenomenon that repeatedly switched between day and night that day, thinking of the terrible scene of the Battle of the Five Gods in the rumors, Eric Folen smiled reluctantly:

"Are Megan and Audrey aunt also okay?"

"Still okay, but they are busy with other things recently, so they didn't follow me to Vista City, but they might come in a while. The lady sitting next to me... don't say it."

If he continued, it would involve Miss Winslet, and Xia De didn't want to expose her secret.

And Eric Folen was also very sensible to avoid this topic, and instead asked:

"Are you here to do something? Do you need our help?"

"No help needed for now... Oh, do you know the young yellow-haired Second Lieutenant sitting in the fifth row behind you?"

Although he hadn't paid special attention to it, after all, he was a Ringed Ringed Shushi, and after the Green Lake incident, he had been promoted to the 6th ring, Eric Folen recalled and nodded:

"I know, York Bront. His father, Baron Bront, is a staff officer in the First Army of the Army. Although his status is not particularly high, because he is generous, his popularity is quite good.

The Bront family is also a traditional noble in Creekwood Town, sorry, Vista City. York Bront is the second son in the family, grew up in Willondale instead of Vista City, and was arranged by the Baron to join the army last year."

"Also from Creekwood Town... How is his reputation?"

Xia De asked curiously again, and Eric Folen thought again:

"In the eyes of outsiders, it is probably a bright future. Although the title in the family is destined to be passed to his eldest brother, with his father's arrangement, his development in the army will not be hindered. This person is extremely generous, or doesn't care about money, and is a regular at the Rod Card Casino. And I heard that his private life..."

After speaking, he shook his head again:

"Of course, this is just a rumor. Charles and I have no dealings with him, just heard friends talk about him. Why, is there a problem with this person?"

"No, I'm just curious. But Creekwood Town probably has a problem."

Eric Folen blinked and leaned closer to Xia De:

"This problem refers to..."

"If you two came here just to listen to the concert, it's better to leave immediately. Listen to me, if you two don't want to be involved in big events like Green Lake and Moon Bay, run as fast as you can."

The noble youth from Willondale gasped, thinking that it would be better to take his brother and leave now.

The two didn't talk in the corridor for too long. They returned before the solo "Starry Sky Aria" ended. It seems that this should be the last time the Folen brothers and Xia De met this autumn. They knew how serious Xia De's description was.

Miss Dannister didn't ask what Xia De did, and waited until the intermission, after people started talking, before saying:

"It's not easy to finish one thing, everyone came out to listen to the concert, don't be busy with other things."

Xia De stood up from the comfortable seat:

"Just catching up with relatives."

Hearing the word "relatives", Miss Winslet looked at them immediately, and the red-haired girl shook her finger:

"I have read your background investigation, where did you come from with relatives?"

Then she thought of the beautiful girls around Xia De, and then raised her eyebrows:

"Understood, if so, you do have quite a few relatives."

Then she deliberately ended this topic, just not explaining to the witch beside her what she meant.

After the intermission, the performance continued. The dance music "Silver Fantasy" opened the second half. For some reason, the drowsiness surged up again, and Xia De yawned secretly.

Because it was a dance performance, the lights in the hall were turned off. And the dimness of the lights intensified his drowsiness.

While the dancers were going on stage one after another, the red-haired girl beside her noticed that Xia De's head was slightly lowered and his eyes were closed.

This made her think of those students who stayed up late to read novels at night, didn't get any medicine to wake up before class the next day, and ended up drowsy during the morning class. But Xia De is different from the naughty young people in the Academy, and naturally will not be punished for copying books or cleaning the library.

She originally wanted to wake him up again, but thinking of his running around all the time, and that he should have been resting at night but still had to accompany them to listen to the concert, she pursed her lips and showed a somewhat pitying expression:

"Sleep, have a good dream."

In the music of the classical "Silver Fantasy", Xia De, who finally fell into a dream in his drowsiness, completely disconnected from the real world.

All the anomalies since tonight disappeared without a trace as he closed his eyes, and Xia De, whose thinking fell into chaos, only felt that he seemed to be being led, moving toward an unknown and distant place.

He soon realized that he was dreaming, but he had no intention of breaking free from this wonderful feeling.

So when his feet stepped on the earth, the vast wilderness under the vast starry sky in the dream appeared again. Xia De, standing on the ridge and looking at the silver moon, was stunned, because music sounded in the dream.

It was not the "Silver Fantasy" or the subsequent "Autumn Rhapsody" in the real world, but an ancient, desolate but sacred dance music.

He withdrew his gaze from the silver moon and moved forward in the wilderness following the music. In the past, he had not explored this dream, but only encountered different scenery when the "God of Bloodsucking" entered his dream.

And this time, following the music, maybe it was just a few minutes, maybe a long time, faint firelight appeared in the wilderness under the starry sky. And Xia De, who walked over, saw tens of thousands of people wearing robes, dancing under the moon around that huge bonfire.

In the wilderness under the moonlight, an open-air sacrificial site appeared abruptly. It was the same ancient building as that "Dragon Feast Sacrificial Site", but more complete, as if Xia De had returned to that initial era.

Silver-white stones carved all the runes, statues, carvings, steps, and stone pillars of the sacrificial site. The silver flames burning on the huge sacrificial platform in the center and that silver moon dyed the people who were sacrificing and dancing to the moon silver-white.

Xia De found that he had walked to the periphery of the magnificent sacrificial site unknowingly, and then, I don't know when, the people who were dancing, kneeling, and praying made a path for him to the center of the sacrificial site.

No one deliberately ignored Xia De, and when Xia De moved toward the center of the magnificent sacrificial site, no one collided with or looked at him.

The miracle elements at this moment simply seemed to rise and fall with the ancient dance music, and the runes lit up in the sacrificial site were constructing the elements and spirit generated in this grand sacrifice into a larger ritual bit by bit.

Crossing the crowd, climbing the steps, crossing those glowing stone pillars, crossing the edge of the shadows jumping because of the silver fire, there were only a few people in the center of the sacrificial site.

It was just that before Xia De could identify the ancient poems completely written on the stone slabs under his feet, and before Xia De could feel the temperature of the strange silver flames, six girls in cool clothes and wearing silver jewelry crowded over.

They giggled and touched Xia De, pulling Xia De's hand and wanting to dance with Xia De following the sacrificial dance music. But Xia De politely refused them by instinct, so the girls retreated with regret.

He stood in front of the sacrificial platform and looked up at the moon again. With that silver moon as the center, the deep starry sky at this moment seemed to construct a figure wearing a silver-blue hood with a halo.

He stared at this scene, and the silver fire burning on the huge sacrificial platform suddenly exploded toward the night sky. ===== CHAPTER 2590 =====

So, when his feet touched the earth, the endless wilderness beneath that vast sea of stars from his dream appeared once more. Standing on the field ridge, Xia De gazed at the silver moon in a trance, for music had begun to play within this dream.

It was not the "Silver Fantasia" of the real world, nor the later "Autumn Rhapsody," but an ancient, desolate, yet sacred dance tune.

He withdrew his gaze from the silver moon and followed the music through the wilderness. He had explored this dreamscape in the past, but only during the time the "God of Blood" entered his dream had he encountered such a different landscape.

This time, following the music—perhaps for only a few minutes, perhaps for a long while—a faint firelight appeared in the wilderness beneath the sea of stars. As Xia De walked toward it, what he saw were tens of thousands of people in robes, dancing under the moon around that massive bonfire.

An open-air sacrificial site had abruptly appeared in the moonlit wilderness; it was an architecture as ancient as that "Dragon Feast Sacrificial Site," but more complete, as if Xia De had returned to that very first era.

Silvery-white stone had been carved into all the runes, statues, stone carvings, and stepped pillars of the sacrificial site. The silver flames burning on the massive altar in the center, together with that silver moon, dyed the people dancing and sacrificing toward the moon a silvery white.

Xia De found that he had unknowingly reached the outer perimeter of that magnificent sacrificial site. Then, at some unknown moment, the people dancing, kneeling, and praying cleared a path for him leading to the very center of the site.

No one deliberately paid him any mind; as Xia De advanced toward the center of the magnificent sacrificial site, no one collided with or even looked at him.

The miracle elements at this moment seemed to rise and fall with the ancient dance music; the runes lighting up in the sacrificial site were bit by bit constructing the elements and spirits produced in this grand sacrifice into part of a much larger ritual.

Crossing through the crowd, ascending the steps, passing those glowing stone pillars, and stepping over the shadows jumping due to the flickering silver fire, there were only a few people at the center of the sacrificial site.

But before Xia De could identify the ancient poems completely written on the stone slabs beneath his feet, and before he could feel the temperature of that strange silver flame, six young girls dressed in light clothing and adorned with silver ornaments crowded around him.

They giggled as they touched Xia De, pulling his hands and wanting him to dance with them to the sacrificial music. But Xia De instinctively and politely refused them, and so the young women retreated with regret.

He stood before the altar, raised his head, and looked up at the moon once more. With that silver moon as the center, the deep starry sky at this moment seemed to construct a figure wearing a silver-blue hood with a halo.

He stared blankly at this scene, and the silver fire burning on the massive altar before him suddenly erupted toward the night sky.