"How long have I slept?"

Martin poured himself a cup of hot tea again, drank it in one breath, calmed down slightly, then looked up at Doriani and asked.

“It’s about an hour.”

Doriani couldn't help frowning when he saw Martin's appearance at this moment and asked with some concern.

"Just now, did you... see any bad pictures?"

Has it been an hour?

Martin shook his head and did not answer her, but frowned slightly and tried his best to recall the two scenes in his dream just now.

"Ode to White Feathers"...

The title of Martin feels very familiar.

After a little recollection, he remembered it.

Among the seven lines of the poem that appears with the curse, there is a sentence that says "The white feathers rotate with the wind"!

There is no doubt that this book must be related to the Pale Poem.

What’s more important is that there are several dark cards next to the book!

It's a solid reputation.

It's a pale poem!

You know, Martin was cursed because of the card.

Could it be that some people in that small town are studying the pale poem?

Or, simply, it was a member of the Pale Poem and made this card!

Martin carefully recalled the pattern of the town.

Judging from the clock on the high tower in the center of the town, it should be somewhere in the Gapher Empire.

But the specific location is still impossible to judge!

The Gapher Empire is vast and there are countless similar towns.

But no matter what, this is still a very useful clue and must not be missed.

Thinking of this, Martin quickly took the paper and pen in front of Doriani and prepared to draw it according to the scene he saw in his dream.

He wanted to take advantage of the fact that he could still remember those details and record the rough terrain of the town as accurately as possible.

But it turns out that Martin does not have the talent for painting.

After drawing six or seven pictures in one breath, a downward view that barely satisfies him was considered to be the fate of being thrown into the trash can.

Unfortunately, there is no Google Maps in this world, and even paper maps are extremely rare.

Therefore, Martin was not sure how much effect this map, which cannot be called a map, could play.

Of course, it's better to have it than not.

At least Martin now knows that in the Gapher Empire, someone understands the Pale Poems.

As for the second scene...

When Martin thinks of that huge female body, he still feels scared.

He had a strong feeling.

If she opened her eyes just now and locked herself, he might never wake up again!

Who is that woman...

Why did you dream of her?

Martin shook his somewhat confused head, calmed down a little, and prepared to write down her appearance before talking about it.

But the moment he started writing, he suddenly stopped.

Because Martin suddenly realized that his memory seemed to be something was imprisoned, and he couldn't remember that face at all!

No matter how I recall it, I only remember that her face was very white and bloodless.

What's going on!

Martin stopped his pen in confusion, his eyebrows were twisted into the character Sichuan.

After trying hard to recall for a while, he still couldn't remember that face.

There was no choice but to put down the pen in my hand.

Perhaps, it is not a bad thing to remember...

He comforted himself in his heart, and then touched his chest calmly.

The quill was hidden in his close-fitting underwear pocket.

This time, it probably saved its life again!

Martin drank two cups of hot tea in succession, and his face barely returned to normal.

"Did you dream of useful clues?"

Doriani looked at Martin with some concern and asked.

Martin nodded, then shook his head again.

"What's the meaning?"

Doriani looked at him with a little confused and confused.

Martin frowned and replied slowly, "I dreamed of a small town where there were some clues I wanted, but I couldn't determine where the town was."

"So that's what it is..."

Dorian nodded thoughtfully, then asked again, "Then... should I change the way to divine again."

She said as she took out a stack of tarot cards from her body.

Seeing her cherished look, she carefully placed the tarot card on the table, and seemed to be particularly optimistic about this thing, Martin was still scared.

He doesn't know much about the sequence of fate.

The knowledge marks did not analyze the specific information about the ability to divine.

After hesitating, Martin asked cautiously: "Is it possible to encounter danger when divining?"

Doriani's movements stuttered slightly, and his emotions suddenly became a little abnormal.

Instead of answering Martin's question, she asked in a trembling voice: "Is your divination question related to some special existence? For example... a god?"

The expression on Martin's face suddenly froze.

The pale poem...

Pale goddess!

Although he is an evil god, it is definitely not a pity to be a god!

Could it be that the corpse-like woman I just dreamed of is a pale goddess?

But according to legend, the pale goddess had clearly fallen long ago!

Moreover, it was two epochs before...

In short, it will take at least several thousand years to go now, right?

How could it be alive!

"What would happen if the divination problem involved these existences?"

Martin asked quickly.

He was a little nervous.

Judging from Doriani's expression, it is definitely not a good thing.

Doriani was also very nervous, looked at Martin repeatedly, and asked carefully: "Do you have auditory hallucinations or hallucinations?"

Martin sensed hearing and vision, and there was no problem.

In addition, he also called up the personal panel to check it out and confirmed that there were no new negative statuses.

"No!"

Martin shook his head confidently.

Doriani was obviously relieved before slowly explaining: "Divining is not dangerous most of the time, even if the result is not necessarily the answer you want."

"but……"

She sat upright slightly, and her expression became extremely serious.

"If the divination issue involves those who cannot call their names directly, the divination process alone will become very dangerous. If it is an extraordinary person, it is very likely that it will lose control directly and the consequences will be unpredictable."

Doriani's expression was a little complicated at the moment, as if he had guessed something.
To be continued...