The Shadow of the Crown of Snow [Western Fantasy]

Hecate's subconscious has noticed the existence of Selene and the God of Light.At least noticed the existence of Selene.

Indeed, it is more difficult to interfere without being noticed by dangling in one's dream like this.

However, this does not mean that other people in the dream can see Selene and the God of Light. Only Hecate himself in the dream who retains the consciousness of the master of the dream can do this.

"If she noticed my existence, wouldn't I be able to solve it in such a simple way?" The snow in this illusion was getting bigger and bigger. As a northerner, Selene felt nothing. But it was about to be submerged by the snow, Selene pulled her out of the snow and carried her on her shoulders, "She found that the dream was not collapsed naturally, but was destroyed by man, and she would try it by herself It’s time to repair the damage caused by external forces.”

"I finally know why my believers can't come here to preach. They must have been drowned by your snow before they spoke." The God of Light looked down at the snow on the ground, "It's hard for outsiders to imagine."

"Our snow... this is not our snow, this is Nord's snow." Selene remembered the question she had been wondering but had no chance to ask, "God of Light, are you the God of Creation?"

"I don't know what my believers said later, but I am not a god of creation. I was born with this world. This world is too wonderful and huge. Even if I were given thousands of years, I would It is also impossible to create one that is exactly the same, let alone create something from scratch. This may be my short-sightedness, but I don’t think this is something that gods can do, at least the existence above gods can build A world that actually exists. And we can't even change the laws that operate in this world."

Snow blocked the gate of the castle, and Selene looked around for a while, and turned directly through the window without the God of Light behind her back.

"Okay." Selene brushed off the snow all over her face, "Go and find Hecate."

There is a room for Hecate in the Frosted City.To be precise, it was not prepared for her, but the room she lived in before she was three years old, before going to the Nagrand Empire as a proton.

"Her understanding of the internal structure of the castle is all copied from my mind, so the location should be the same as in reality. Just wait for me here, and I will go alone." Selene put the God of Light from her back After that, "If this dream can end smoothly, it will naturally be the best result."

"I wish you success, although I don't have much hope." The God of Light also patted the snow particles off his body like dust, "She is a stubborn person."

"I will succeed. I know her better than you."

While the castle was completely preserved in Selene's memory, most of the people in the castle were forgotten, or only a blurred face and a busy figure remained, so they were not restored to Hecate's In the dream, the corridors in the Frosted City castle were almost empty, and the few familiar faces that occasionally appeared were all very familiar with Selene—of course, they didn't know Selene here.

Selene stood still in front of Hecate's door, slowly pressed the handle of the door, and tried to open the door without making too much noise.

Sure enough, Hecate was in her room. Holding a book in her hand, she was sitting on a chair covered with soft fur by the fireplace. She looked even older than Selene now, without armor, but Still with the Crescent Blade.

She suddenly closed the book and put it on the fireplace, stood up from the chair, and stared at Selene who was still standing at the door before entering the room.

"Who... are you? Why are you doing this?"

Hecate not only noticed her presence, but also noticed that she was constantly destabilizing the dream.

The flames of the candles, the flames in the fireplace, the curtains blown by the wind.Everything in this room stopped instantly, and the surrounding light gradually dimmed. In the dim space, only Selene and Hecate stood.

"...in the simplest terms, I am Selene."

Hecate in the dream has only the concept of this dream world.She felt that she was the master of this dream, knowing that these things happened under her own construction, but at the same time, she also believed that everything in this world was real.

So after hearing this answer, Hecate did not hesitate to think that Selene in front of her was a suspicious person. She slowly stretched out her hand and placed it on the crescent blade.

"You really can't let go of the crescent blade wherever you go. Because it will bring you a sense of security and allow you to hide your fear?" Selene took a step forward carefully, "Covering and escaping will always be It won't solve the problem, Hecate."

It is fear that holds the weapon tight, as a restless traveler clutches the hilt of his dagger under his cloak when he crosses the snowy fields of night.

"I'm not afraid." Hecate drew out the crescent blade, pointed at Selene with the tip of the knife, "don't come any closer."

"Admitting your weakness is not something to be ashamed of, Hecate." Selene gently put her hand on the back of the knife and pressed the tip of the knife down, "Even if it's you."

Hecate had never been taught how to deal with fear.

Selene also couldn't sleep because of the snowstorm whistling outside the window, and she didn't dare to go hunting alone, but Roy was by her side, and Raymond was also by her side, and they told her that a snowstorm of this magnitude could not shake her Covering Frost City, tell her that beasts are actually also afraid of the weapons in human hands, and afraid of her feathered arrows that hit every shot.

It is impossible for mortals to be fearless, just like no one can escape the birth, old age, sickness and death of human beings, and we must learn to face things that cannot be escaped by birth.

"Hecate, it is the blood and sacrifices of countless people that made us come to where we are today. Please, come out of this dream." Selene knew it was a dream, but this dream was supported by the power of Hecate's faith. It seemed so real underneath, and she felt real pain when she held the blade with her hand, "There are still people waiting for us to go back, and there are still people waiting for us to rescue them from the pain... just like the slaves of Buhuo City Like those Northlanders in the market, they need us. I need you."

Hecate in the dream couldn't understand these words. After all, she was just a "role" that Hecate fabricated for himself in the dream.She vaguely felt that this was not the Selene she was familiar with, but she also felt that she was indeed. Looking at the blood flowing down the blade, she didn't know how to deal with it.

But Selene is speaking to Hecate through her.

The only bit of light was disappearing, and the entire dreamland turned into pitch black. Selene heard a loud crash, and then the pitch black turned into pure white.

The dream was shattered.She stood with Hecate on the edge of the original precipice.

Hecate knelt down on the ground in embarrassment. The shattered dream would not bring substantial harm to her body, but the pain of disillusionment is always inevitable. This is her normal spiritual world, but she has not returned from the dream. Come on.

"You are a brave man. You are more afraid of my death than your own." Selene lifted her up from the ground and helped her with a haircut.

"It's not because of bravery." Hecate retorted weakly, "It's because I love you."

"Then, take your knife to protect me, to protect everything I love." Selene retracted her arm supporting Hecate, and looked at the crescent blade on the ground not far away. , "It's really sharp, if it wasn't in a dream, I would never dare to block it with my hand."

Hecate staggered and took two steps, then quickly resumed his usual pace, bent down to pick up the crescent blade from the ground, and put it back into the scabbard at his waist.

"Selene..." Hecate's voice was calm, but her hands were trembling all the time, "I dare not face it. I dare not think about the consequences if I lose."

"But if you evade, the consequences are the same as if you lost. Probably worse."

"I sincerely hope that none of this has happened, but this kind of luxury is destined to only exist in my dreams."

"Fortunately, this is all coming to an end soon."

"You'll always be with me, right?"

"Yes. Whether life or death, win or lose."

Hecate stared at the other side of the cliff.As if she had made up her mind, she raised her hand to condense the power of faith scattered in the Kingdom of God, and gathered them all to the edge of the cliff.

Rocks and soils are being fabricated in the void, fitting perfectly with the cliffs they stand on.

When the abyss under the cliff disappeared, Selene was brought back to reality by Hecate.

"Yinuo, wind up your cock, Phoebe and Udulla, this corridor is full of Hussein's power of faith, the power of divine magic will definitely be greatly weakened, you two should be extra careful... There should be a few damn puppet soldiers in this corridor." Hecate propped himself up with the crescent blade, and slowly got up from the ground, "Deal with them, and let Hussein meet the Northlanders way to solve the problem.”

Before Hecate took her first steps toward the corridor leading to the basement, Selene asked her, "Your last dream... what did you assume?"

"The last dream?" Hecate thought back, "I was thinking, if only there were no gods in the world."

"Fortunately, you mentioned the gods. I almost forgot, quickly release the God of Light from your divine kingdom, and she will be assimilated by you if she is trapped."