night.

Lucia stood on the grassland filled with morning mist, and a tall figure appeared from the mist in the distance. It was a man wearing a dark blue velvet long coat. He walked towards her slowly, and the breeze blew She stretched out her hand to brush away the strands of hair that fell on her cheeks, and gently hooked them behind her ears, watching him getting closer and closer with pleasure.

The man walked up to her, he had a pair of charming blue eyes, staring at her so affectionately, his thin lips curved slightly, and whispered: "I'm here, my Lucia."

Lucia looked at him and asked with a smile, "Why did you come so late? Did you lose your footsteps because of the dance all night?"

The man smiled, stretched out his hand to caress her cheek, and said, "Since I have you, no matter how gorgeous the ball is, it can't attract me. Without you, it seems that the sun and the moon have lost their brilliance at the same time."

Lucia shook her head and said, "No, I don't have the charm to make you feel that way."

He approached her with a smile, and his mellow baritone voice softly whispered in her ears: "Don't be self-willed, my Lucia." He held her hand and pressed his lips on the back of her soft hand, " You know what I want?"

Lucia looked at him and asked, "What do you want?"

The man looked up at her, with an unpredictable smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "You know, don't you?"

Lucia shook her head and said, "No, I don't know, tell me, Albert, what exactly do you want?"

The man stared at her for a long time, and asked with a hint of disappointment, "Don't you know?"

Lucia was silent.

The man's face became extremely calm, he stared at Lucia's eyes so intently, and said word by word: "I'm here for revenge, my dear, when you sealed me in Lucifer's cage, you should Understand, the purpose of my coming back, isn't it?" As soon as the words fell, his eyes burned like fire, and the original handsome face was distorted into the appearance of a monster because of an evil smile, and he stretched out his hand towards her neck ...

"No!" Lucia yelled, sitting up on the bed, and heard the sound of Rosie's paws rubbing and rubbing on the floor outside the door, and then Rosie barked at the door.She stretched out her hand and touched the cold sweat on her forehead. Her heart was beating like a drum. Just now, it was a dream!Yes, just a dream!

"Hey, little girl, what are you shouting for? Quiet!" Saul opened the door, looked at Rosie in a daze and asked, but Rosie was still yelling at Lucia's door, no matter what No matter how he comforted him, he couldn't calm down.He patted its head, turned his head, reached out and knocked on Lucia's door, and asked, "Hey, Lucia, are you okay?"

Lucia bent her knees and hugged the quilt, put her chin on her knees, turned her head to look at the door, and did not answer Sol's question.

"Lucia?" Saul knocked on the door again. "Lucia??"

Lucia silently recalled the dream just now. Strictly speaking, it wasn't a nightmare, but the man in the dream was.She thought carefully about the dream that was mixed with memories. To her, this was more like a stern warning, warning her not to keep obsessions in her heart.Those past events that she thought she had forgotten long ago, those unbearable past events, slowly emerged from the depths of her mind, like an old movie mottled and silent.

That nightmarish man, Albert Smith, at first came to her in the delicate painted skin of an angel.

Lucia clearly remembered that when all the girls at the ball were quietly discussing, this Baron Smith from London invited himself to the first dance, then the second, and the third...

Throughout the night, Albert didn't invite other girls, and stayed around Lucia like a knight, watching her with his affectionate eyes.

From the moment she met him, under the envious eyes of many girls, Lucia couldn't help but fell in love with this witty and humorous man.

This used to be a beautiful beginning, and I met a beautiful love when I was in love.However, when the young Lucia fell headlong into this man's love trap, he revealed his true colors, ugly and greedy.

He, from the very beginning, was a bad comer.

"Lucia!" Saul knocked on the door, raising his voice over Rosie's barking, "Open the door."

Lucia hugged her knees tighter and curled up on the bed.

"Lucia! If you don't open the door, I'll kick the door!" Sol shouted.

Lucia looked at the door, withdrew her memories, and thought inexplicably: My door has a protective spell, and ordinary people must not be able to open it. If it is Thor, can he kick the door open?This is really curious.

The door slammed loudly, but remained motionless. Sol's angry voice came from outside: "Damn it, this is unscientific!"

Lucia laughed suddenly. She snapped her fingers towards the door. The lock clicked and the door opened slowly. She saw Sol and Rosie squatting at the door.She said softly, "King of Alaska, what are you doing?"

Saul squatted there, covering his legs with his hands. Hearing her question, he raised his head and looked in. There was no light inside, and he only vaguely saw Lucia sitting on the bed. He slowly stood up while holding the doorframe, He said stiffly: "Oh, it's nothing, you finally opened the door, what happened? I seem to hear you yelling?"

Lucia nodded and said, "Yes, I did yell. But it was a nightmare."

Sol leaned against the door frame with his hands folded, and asked in a deep voice, "Really? It's related to... your trouble." With a positive tone, "It seems that this trouble is bigger than I imagined."

Lucia hugged her knees, stared at Sol for a long time, and said, "Sol."

"Huh?" Sol couldn't see her expression clearly, but from her tone, he felt her depression, and he frowned slightly, and asked, "What?"

"As Thor, have you ever... had a nightmare?" Lucia asked.

Hearing Lucia's question, Sol pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "Yes. I once dreamed...the destruction of Asgard."

"Asgard no longer exists, and your dream has become a reality." Lucia said in a low voice, "were you ever troubled by such a dream?"

Sol nodded and said, "Yes, of course, I went to the universe to find those colorful stones, but I found nothing." He paused, "But, do you know what I found?"

"You found that the dream is a kind of omen, telling you the irreversible future." Lucia murmured.

Thor laughed lowly and said, "No, at least for me, it's not all omens, it's more like another form of puzzle that I need to solve."

"Puzzle?" Lucia asked, confused. "What kind of puzzle did it give you?"

"Uh, it's a puzzle about comprehension." Thor shrugged and asked, "So, what about you? Are your dreams giving you omens, or are they puzzles?"

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