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Nona wasn’t dreaming. He was sure of it. His first reaction was a sharp pang of concern: Had the “doctors” done something to her? In their conversation in the dream world yesterday, Nona had mentioned the doctors’ strange attitude toward the “Holy Child.” They seemed intent on “crafting” a Holy Child of their own on their end. Although he did not fully understand what the concept of a Holy Child meant to those doctors, Nona was already a “semi-finished product.” It was entirely…-
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"To the left." In the guest bedroom on the first floor of 32 Lowell Street, Chendo and Siles stood side by side. The room originally had no bed, making it empty and spacious—perfect for combat practice. Of course, calling it "practice" was one thing, but Siles felt he first needed to get accustomed to this kind of combat. The combat method Chendo taught him wasn't complicated; rather, he had tailored a combat strategy specifically for Siles. Utilizing Akamara's Eyeglass Frame, Siles could…
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Siles froze in surprise, then could not help but laugh. Chendo’s blatant way of asking for a benefit actually struck him as somewhat cute. People in love truly view everything through rose-tinted glasses. He removed his gloves, scarf, and coat in turn. Chendo stood fixed in place, watching him, patiently awaiting the "benefit" Siles was to bestow. Siles walked up to him and gave his braid a gentle tug. "Do you like it?" Chendo tilted his head and asked. "I just think it's your trademark,"…
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The three people took their seats at the Ernestine Tavern. Jon seemed somewhat curious about the relationship between Siles and Chendo, but he didn't pry. After sitting down, he said, "Such freezing weather. The things happening in Lamifa City are even more chilling." Siles nodded in agreement. Jon changed the subject, "Since you are very interested in the Marigold Cup, why not come to my house this afternoon as a guest? Of course, it would be best if you don't mind my messy home." Siles smiled…
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Chapter 127: New Changes "Dear Mother, I hope this letter finds you well. "I am planning to purchase a property in Lamifa City and am writing to ask for your opinion. Professor Bright recommended a residence in the neighborhood near Atherton Square; it's a three-story house with a garden. "I am very fond of the independent study and library on the third floor of this house, which suits my needs perfectly. Outside the study window is the long tree-lined avenue next to Atherton Square. "The…
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The gloomy weather over the weekend brought heavy snow on Monday. January 12, Monday morning. Siles stood by the window, quietly gazing at the snowy scenery outside. After a moment, his gaze fell, resting on the set of dolls on the windowsill. That drew his thoughts involuntarily to the deep-sea dreams he experienced last night. Nona's dream, Jonathan Bryant's dream, and the dream of Nanisal Bryant he additionally wanted to find—none of these three dreams appeared. This made his deep-sea dreams…
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Siles maintained his composure. He first turned off the faucet, wiped his hands on a dry towel hanging nearby, and then turned to face Emil. He said in a somewhat distant tone, "Apologies, young sir. I believe this is our first time meeting." Emil’s eyes carried a hint of doubt, but he did not look like a child who would question an adult's word, even if he had been constantly troubled in his dreams by his maternal grandfather forcing him to learn painting. So he murmured in a low voice,…
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“What happened?” Siles asked. Professor Bright said, “I arrived here last night. A young child is staying in the room next door, and every hour or two, he throws a fit and cries like that.” Siles couldn't help but frown slightly. He said, “That must really disturb your rest, Professor.” Professor Bright shrugged, speaking in a somewhat lighthearted tone: “It was just one night, so it was bearable.” Siles thought to himself that letting this continue long-term certainly wouldn't…
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“Three years ago,” Nona said softly, “that was when I first got sick. I kept feeling dizzy and unwell, though it wasn’t very serious back then. “Then this summer, my health suddenly took a turn for the worse. I don’t know how to describe the feeling… it seemed related to my head, but not entirely. It was as if… as if I had turned into someone else.” As she spoke, Nona couldn’t help but tremble, wrapping her arms more tightly around herself. Mr. Ghost sat down directly on the…
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Ji Xun rapidly read through all the tucked-in contents inside the notebook. In just a minute or two—a period in which a normal person couldn't even finish reading a single entry—his brain had already frozen everything he saw into frame after frame of images, storing them in his memory. The characters within those images connected into lines and aligned into columns, telling him a... A bizarre and grotesque story. Ji Xun remained silent, countess thoughts and conjectures swirling into a…-
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