The crimson moon was high in the night sky, and Lucid, Morris, Walter, and Monaghan sat opposite each other in the hotel lobby.

Priest Cass had already returned to the church in the town, and the innkeeper was sent away by Monaghan.

They were sitting around a table in the center of the lobby, quite a bit of a funny blessing of evil organizing parties.

In the center and beside the table, a little bright candlelight shining steadily around, dispelling the oppressive blessings in the empty space.

Monaghan will not save the hotel owner the cost of lighting, all the places where candles can be lit are arranged.

Due to the temporary closure of the hotel, there are only four of them in the huge lobby at the moment, which seems a little deserted in the spacious space.

The original residents also received orders to stay in the room and not go out.

Without further ado, Monaghan leaned back, leaned back in an armchair, closed his eyes, clasped his hands, and buried his head.

"Into a Dream"

He wants to use this method to confirm whether there are believers of the "primitive moon" in this hotel

With his chin resting on it, Lucid observed with interest.

This is the first time I have seen a dream.

Can not help but become a little curious.

What if I was divination in a dream state and then fell into a dream?

Or what happens when I am "nightmare" and enter a dream when I am viewing the "holographic map"

Staring at Monaghan who was sleeping, he was a little surprised for a while.

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

Monaghan, whose eyes were confined, trembled fiercely, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Uh"

He suddenly raised his head, opened his blood-red eyes, and let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice.

The candlelights around it seemed to have been affected by this, and for a while, it started to become a little uncertain.

""

The hotel lobby seemed to suddenly become gloomy at this moment, the candlelight became darker and darker, and there seemed to be some indescribable huge monsters hovering around, as if the next moment they would stretch out barbed tentacles and drag them. Into the dark abyss Zheng

"this"

Lucid was shocked and took a few steps back in embarrassment, heart winged on guard.

Walter's behavior was similar to hers, watching this weird scene in horror.

The only difference was Morris, who covered her head with a pained expression.

It seemed that the scene in front of her stimulated her unbearable memories, which made the female swordsman's state become weird.

Lucid faintly felt that she was becoming violent and spiritually chaotic.

The mysterious feelings around him became more and more intense, and even a few candlelights near the edge quietly extinguished.

"They are going out of control under what circumstances this special cat"

Lucid is terribly scared, why is it a little bit like annihilation in the blink of an eye

Shaking hands, he clenched the wooden handle of the "black eye".

The hardness of the wood on the handle of the gun and the cold texture of the metal made her feel calm and calm.

In trepidation, time passed by every minute.

Fortunately, the development of the situation is not as bad as imagined.

First of all, Monaghan fainted after a strange roar. Morris was also a little better when she saw it, and the violent and chaotic out-of-control tendency was gradually brought under control.

In Lucid's weird and relieved eyes, the two fainted one after another.

The surroundings seemed to have gradually returned to normal, and there was no longer the horrible and gloomy feeling before.

"call"

Quietly relieved, quite a bit of relief

In case these two absences are "out of control", I have to have a headache.

Although it is certainly not life-threatening, it will inevitably be subject to the most rigorous investigation by night watchers.

As soon as he got out of the first mission, he killed the captain. This is not a joke.

If you really want to thoroughly investigate your own details, you will be exposed if you don't know your old details.

At that time, the previous investment was in vain.

But fortunately, it's not that bad for the time being.

Looking at the unconscious two people, I couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Why does Monaghan hang out inexplicably? Is there really a cult here?

Are you a believer of the "primitive moon" or another cult

Thinking about it, my mood became heavier.

After a little thought, Lucid made a decision.

Shaking his head slightly, he instructed Walter with a heavy heart.

"Help them up to the room first, and wait until they are sober before making any plans."

At the second noon, Lucid was awakened by a burst of noise.

I blinked blankly, only to feel tingling in the corners of my eyes.

He actually fell asleep on the table.

The fragments of memory in her mind flooded in, making her suddenly alert.

He straightened his waist suddenly, and looked around vigilantly.

What caught your eye was the familiar environment, the room where Monaghan and Morris were housed last night.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual around him, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In a blink of an eye, I looked at the two beds in the room. One of them was empty, and on the other bed, Morris was lying on it and sleeping.

"You are awake"

While Lucid was observing, a familiar greeting came from behind.

It's Monaghan.

Turning around, what you see is the pale face of the Captain of the Night Watcher, quite a bit weak.

Not only that, his originally deep eyes have also become a little dull, like a layer of mist floating on a clear and quiet deep pool~lightnovelpub.net~What's wrong with you?"

Lucid asked with surprise and concern.

Monaghan rubbed his forehead and smiled bitterly.

"Almost confessed to this **** cult here"

"what happened"

Lucid couldn't help but frowned, and moved a little bit stiff body from lying down for too long.

"Boom Boom"

There was a crisp sound from the joints that hadn't been active for too long, making her face blush.

"Excuse me"

She apologized in a low voice, paused as if shyly, and then continued to speak softly

"You continue."

Monaghan didn't have any particular reaction, so he didn't take it seriously.

"It's okay, I worked hard for you last night."

After a pause, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he said solemnly.

"Here, there is no doubt that there are traces of believers in the "primitive moon" last night, last night"

Monaghan repeated it twice, his eyes became more and more alarmed, and he lowered his voice.

"I found his trace. In his dream, I saw a huge scarlet moon, occupying the entire night sky."

"As soon as I saw this picture, I lost my consciousness and left the dream of this blasphemer."

""

Hearing this, Lucid couldn't help being surprised.

Does it really shadow the believers of the original moon?

Maybe he came in too rush to sell mooncakes in Morse Town

According to Monaghan's description, all this undoubtedly points to the "primitive moon."

But is it really the "primitive moon",