Chapter 1393: Where the Dream Begins

After returning to the real world, Alger patiently waited for the

mission Mr. Fool had mentioned.

On this day, he, wearing the pontiff's clothes and the silver-black

mask, was discussing the internal affairs of the Church of the Sea God

with Oracle Danitz when he suddenly saw a bishop enter.

"Your Holiness, the Church of Storms has sent two gifts to congratulate

you on becoming a proxy of God." The bishop held a tin box and bowed

respectfully.

Danitz, who had been secretly rejoicing over the malfunction of Bayam's

telegram, blurted out in surprise, "Where's that messenger?"

"He left after leaving the present," the bishop at the door answered

helplessly.

Although the members of the Church of Storms often had impulsive

moments, such behavior was still quite rare.

Alger nodded slightly and said, "If they don't view us as enemies,

sending a messenger to deliver a gift is enough."

With that said, he raised his right hand and gently made the tin box in

the bishop's hand fly over.

After catching the small box, Alger's actions suddenly slowed down as

though he found it heavy.

He slowly opened the container and saw a book made of yellowish-brown

goatskin.

On the surface of the book, there was a line of words written in Elven:

"Book of Calamity."

Book of Calamity... After seeing the words clearly, Alger felt

a little dazed as though he was dreaming.

But very quickly, he understood what the mission Mr. Fool was talking

about was.

Alger sighed silently and looked at the bishop at the door.

"What's the second gift?"

"It's a ghost ship called the Blue Avenger. It has already moored at the

harbor," the bishop answered without any abnormalities.

The Blue Avenger... When Danitz heard the name, he

instinctively cast his gaze at the pontiff, Alger.

He remembered very clearly that this was the ship Alger used back when

he was a pirate.

This meant that the Church of the Lord of Storms knew that the pontiff

Church of the Sea God was once their cardinal!

Is this a congratulation gift, or a challenge to war? As

Danitz's heart tightened, he realized that he was rather familiar with

the other gift.

It was the extremely sinister Book of Calamity he had seen when he

followed Gehrman Sparrow.

"Help me return a letter to the Church of Storms, and thank them for

their gifts," Alger composed himself as he calmly instructed.

After the bishop left the room, he turned to Danitz and said, "Oracle,

I've received Mr. Fool's revelation. I'll have to complete a mission in

the time to come. It will perhaps take me a few years before I return."

"A revelation?" Danitz blurted out in surprise.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind:

Why don't I know about this?

Alger nodded.

"Mr. Fool is about to enter a deep slumber.

"However, this will not affect responses to your prayers."

"..." Danitz was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Alger continued, "Gehrman Sparrow has also entered a state of slumber.

"After I leave, the Church's matters will be handed over to Elder

Derrick Berg of the New City of Silver. You need to cooperate with him

and write into the bible that the Sea God is Mr. Fool and get all

believers to accept it.

"Our faith is key to Mr. Fool's awakening. You are 'His' Oracle, and you

have to make an example in this aspect.

"Of course, 'He' will give you a new revelation at any time and give you

other missions."

Danitz was a little dizzy and confused when he heard that, but he still

understood the seriousness of the matter.

He hesitated for a moment before nodding heavily.

"Okay."

After settling the matter, Alger stood up and returned to his room with

the Book of Calamity.

He looked at himself in the mirror and laughed. He slowly removed the

papal tiara from his head and removed the silver-black mask on his face.

A few days later, at the crowded Bayam Harbor.

Alger raised his head and looked at Derrick, who was taller than him,

and said with a smile, "You've been doing very well recently. The Church

of the Sea God has been running smoothly."

Derrick subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to scratch the back of

his head, but he ultimately held back. He said with some melancholy and

reluctance, "Mr. Hanged... Your Holiness Wilson, when will you return?"

Alger shook his head and said, "Everything ahead is still uncertain. No

one can tell."

Without waiting for Derrick Berg to respond, he said, "You're already

mature and reliable. I don't have any advice for you."

Having said that, Alger paused before saying, "If the Rorsted

Archipelago encounters a disaster you cannot stop, don't sacrifice

yourself in order to protect it."

"Ah?" Derrick was stunned.

This was the most important place of worship for Mr. Fool. It was the

new home of the City of Silver, so how could he give up just like that?

Alger had already expected Derrick's reaction and explained with a

serious expression, "To Mr. Fool, the most important thing is the

believers here, not these islands. To the City of Silver, the most

important thing is the people, not the city.

"As long as you can protect Mr. Fool's believers and protect the

citizens of the City of Silver, migrating them away in time. Even if we

lose Bayam, the New City of Silver, and the Rorsted Archipelago, we can

rebuild a new city elsewhere and rebuild a new home.

"Remember, don't lose sight of the forest for the trees."

Derrick was deeply moved when he heard that. He grasped the crux of the

problem.

He replied sincerely, "I understand. Thank you, Mr. Hanged... Your

Holiness Wilson. I will protect Mr. Fool's believers and the citizens

well."

Alger didn't say a word as he turned around and walked towards the Blue

Avenger that was moored at the dock.

The ghost ship was a three-masted sailboat that was still behind the

present era, no different from before.

Alger looked at it and looked at the crew members on the deck. He

suddenly felt something and looked down at himself.

He was wearing a linen shirt, brown jacket, and trendy pantaloons. He

had a custom-made belt around his waist. Attached to it were a dagger

and a scepter made of bone.

The corners of Alger's lips curled up as he took a step forward and

landed on the deck of the Blue Avenger.

He then turned his head to look at the boundless blue sea, raised his

right hand and said in a deep voice, "Set sail!"

Backlund, Empress Borough, inside the Hall family's luxurious mansion.

Audrey sat on a comfortable sofa and watched her father, Earl Hall, her

brothers, Hibbert and Alfred, discuss the recent developments of the

kingdom. She watched as her mother Lady Caitlyn constantly convene the

butler and footmen to make final preparations for the ball.

She didn't say a word. She wore a faint smile as she quietly observed

this common scene in her daily life.

After some time, Earl Hall smiled and looked over.

"What is our little princess thinking about?"

Audrey pursed her lips and replied with a faint smile, "Guess."

"I'm guessing you're thinking about which dress you'll be wearing today,

and what kind of hair and makeup you'll be matching it with," Hibbert

said casually on behalf of his father.

Audrey smiled and said, "Correct, but there are no rewards."

She slowly stood up and said to her parents and brothers, "I'm going

upstairs to change into my gown."

Earl Hall smiled and nodded.

"There's no hurry. Everyone believes that you're worth the wait."

Audrey bit her lower lip and maintained her smile as she walked towards

the door.

When she was about to leave the room, she paused and looked back.

Her parents and her two brothers continued with their discussion or

arrangements.

Audrey's gaze froze as she slowly retracted her gaze.

She walked out of the room and went upstairs to the bedroom.

Susie was already waiting there.

Audrey inhaled indiscernibly and raised her right hand. She used her

index finger to draw lines of faint light.

They seemed to come from the deepest part of a dreamscape.

A few seconds later, the faint glow turned into a blonde, green-eyed,

abnormally beautiful girl---Audrey Hall.

But unlike Audrey, this girl still carried a little childishness and a

slight romantic bearing.

"Good evening, Miss Justice\~" The girl greeted her cheerfully.

Audrey smiled and replied, "Good evening, Miss Audrey."

After the last-minute Tarot Gathering, she finally made up her mind to

advance to Dreamweaver and prepare to split an identity to accompany her

family. She would stay away from them and not let the various dangerous

matters she had attracted affect them.

After staring at her for two seconds, she turned to look at the golden

retriever beside her and said, "Susie, are you sure you want to follow

me?"

"Yes, we are friends forever," Susie replied seriously.

Audrey didn't say another word. She split off a Virtual Person and

entered Susie's Body of Heart and Mind which she opened up for Audrey.

Then, she raised her hand again and outlined another Susie in midair.

The moment Susie formed, she opened her mouth and let out a woof.

Audrey retracted her gaze and looked at herself.

After a moment of silence, although she knew that their thoughts and

ideas were synced, she couldn't help but say to the blonde girl in front

of her, "I-I'll leave it to you in the future.

"Remember to wheedle to Father often and get him to not be so busy. He's

not young anymore, so he needs to be mindful of his health. He can hand

over many things to Hibbert and Alfred or the butlers.

"Also, slowly counsel Mother and tell her that she doesn't have to pay

too much attention to the opinions of others. She doesn't have to

maintain a perfect image at social events. It would be very tiring.

"Yes, don't forget about Hibbert. Cheer him up often and don't let him

be so gloomy. He shouldn't complicate matters too much from overthinking

things. Alfred won't threaten his position.

"Alfred, Alfred, he needs a good wife to stop him from taking any more

risks...

"Oh, why are you crying? We've already grown up. We can't be little

girls anymore."

Audrey lowered her eyes slightly and smiled at her crying self.

"I know, I know." After Audrey said that, she pursed her lips tightly

and nodded heavily with a sad expression.

Audrey retracted her gaze, picked up her cloak, and draped it over her.

Then, she led Susie out of the bedroom and into the corridor.

The hall below was lit with lights, and the guests came one after

another to attend the ball. Lord Hall, Lady Caitlyn, Hibbert, and Alfred

were already at the door.

Audrey stood behind the railing and watched silently for a while.

She then lifted the ends of her skirt and slowly and solemnly bowed to

her parents and brother from a distance away.

After maintaining such a posture for two seconds, she straightened her

body and raised the hood from her dark blue cloak to cover her face.

To her side, behind her, there were bright lights and a bustling din. In

front of her, many dark lights formed a sea of collective subconscious.

"Let's go," Audrey said hoarsely to Susie.

With that said, she walked into the dark illusory sea.

Audrey rushed out from the bedroom and cried out with a sobbing tone,

"You must come back!"

Audrey didn't turn back. She raised her right hand and waved it,

indicating that she understood.

The figure wearing a blue cloak gradually disappeared into the distance

amidst the deep, silent darkness.