The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 410: The secret medicine for dreaming

"...What are you doing?"

Salvatore looked confused.

He was wearing an unbuttoned white coat, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

He just came out of the basement of Geraint's house and was walking around Geraint's house, trying to find Nolan or Eugene to report on the recent situation. Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the mirror gallery, he saw Annan and Kaifni walking in together from the back door.

Looking at their clothes, they are indeed quite formal.

Annan has put on a new tuxedo imported from the United Kingdom that Paper Princess bought for him, and Kaifuni has also rarely taken off the dark dress she usually wears every day and put on a white and purple one. A long skirt with a petunia-like waist and even long silky white lace gloves.

If they had changed their clothes, Salvatore might have thought the two of them were going on a date.

But this is too formal, right?

"Is it possible for you to go see His Majesty?"

Salvatore was a little surprised.

Looking at it like this, it seems like we really saw it?

But he clearly heard that Henry VIII was seriously ill and bedridden... It is precisely because of this that the government affairs have basically begun to be taken over by the eldest princess Elizabeth.

"You look quite surprised."

The corners of Annan's lips raised: "I am from the Lindong family, and Kafni is the princess. Is it any wonder that we can see His Majesty the King?"

"No, just..."

Salvatore frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice: "I was just wondering if Henry VIII was actually pretending to be ill?"

Hearing this, Annan and Kaifni looked at each other.

Annan asked in a low voice: "Why do you say that?"

Salvatore scratched his fluffy, dry and dull brown curls with some distress, and thought seriously: "What I consider is that if His Majesty the King is really seriously ill, then he will not Let Annan, as the heir of another country, get close to him.

"It's not because His Majesty will worry that Annan has bad intentions towards him - but to prevent anyone from wanting to use this excuse to trigger a war.

"Suppose His Majesty died soon after you left. No matter whether he died of illness or died...as long as someone mentions that you have seen him, it will definitely arouse suspicion and suspicion from others. Because are you? Her Majesty Kafni cannot prove that she really did something to His Majesty.

"If they bribe the guards, or simply His Royal Highnesses Philip and Elizabeth personally go out to stain you, then you will not be able to absolve yourself of the guilt at all. And this will only become a sharp knife in the hands of those with evil intentions, which will then cause Noah’s civil strife..."

In order to continue Noah's position, Henry VIII would definitely avoid this situation.

—Unless he knew it from the beginning, he wouldn't be dying anytime soon. And there must be more than one person who knows about this.

"It's even possible that they are pretending to be ill for a certain purpose...for example, fishing?"

"You are so sharp..."

Annan smacked his lips.

Although Salvatore is obviously not as capable as the "other him", it is obvious that he still has a pretty good mind.

Although there is a problem in the most critical part... For example, Henry VIII actually didn't care about Noah at all. But this was a matter of intelligence for Salvatore.

Regardless of the information omissions in this area, he has basically guessed everything he can guess.

"Okay, okay, if you don't feel comfortable talking to me, just say it."

Seeing Annan and Kafni look at each other in unison, Salvatore clapped his hands dissatisfied.

He put his left hand on his waist, and with his right hand he took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and handed it to Annan.

"Give - and do it."

"What kind of medicine is this?"

Annan took the medicine doubtfully.

Then a screen of light immediately appeared in front of his eyes:

[Salvatore Pie-Dream Secret Medicine]

[Type: Consumables/Ritual Materials (Gold)]

[Description: Using all the curses contained in the souls of eleven bronze-level people, fifty-one silver-level people, and one gold-level person as raw materials, using the brain of "Dream Stealer" Denton as the curse material, and using Benjamin A total of sixty-three pieces of dream medicine refined using the invented technique]

[Effect: After taking at least one pill and falling asleep, you will enter a special twisted nightmare. This nightmare has the special property of "dream"; each pill can also be used to save one death, and you will wake up from the nightmare after the potion completely dissipates. Come]

"I improved the teacher's technique...I call it the secret medicine for inducing dreams."

When Annan lowered his head to look at the panel, Salvatore explained complacently: "I was thinking before that since the nightmare I entered was caused by me and not naturally formed... why can't I do something about it? What?

"If you use this potion I invented to fall into a dream, you will be automatically kicked out when you die. Although the souls of those extraordinary people have not been collected, their marks still remain in their curses... I can use This mark deceives the nightmare mechanism, using a 'non-existent stand-in puppet' to replace the nightmare purifier to purify this nightmare."

"Your idea is really genius."

Annan couldn't help but admire from the bottom of his heart.

This is probably the first nightmare with a "safety facility" in the world, right?

It's not that it can't be done... but that no alchemist has ever wanted to do it.

After all, for ordinary extraordinary beings, because they cannot easily reduce erosion, unlike Annan and the players, they can treat nightmares as dungeons and grind them at will.

For them, nightmares are more of a "natural disaster".

Only a very small number of people who are in urgent need of strength will actively seek out nightmares to improve themselves.

The only ones who really need to purify nightmares and take it as their duty to purify nightmares are the priests.

How could an alchemist want to help a priest?

They can't complete their own work and tasks, and they simply don't have the energy - and with their arrogance, they naturally wouldn't think of the need to do this.

After all, the status of alchemists and priests has been completely different since ancient times...

Even Salvatore may not be thinking of purifying nightmares to help the priests be safer... but to help Annan.

"Because you also know, Annan. We don't have Denton's soul here... and without the soul as the foundation, we cannot extract history from the dream world and project it into a nightmare."

Salvatore said seriously: "So I made a setting here——

"I used the 'Man in the Mirror' ritual to make this nightmare into a mirror mode. That is, the content of the nightmare is not forced to be set, but the soul of the person who takes the medicine is used as the cornerstone of the nightmare to introduce the nightmare; Use these curses and the power of the elements involved in Denton's skull as an introduction."

"...that is to say."

After Annan thought deeply, he slowly said: "You mean, if I take this medicine, what will happen will be... my own nightmare?"

"Yes, it is equivalent to you being the dream key to this nightmare. And if you give this medicine to others, the nightmare they see will be different from yours... But because the separation technology is still temporarily It’s not perfect, and you might be streaming into other people’s nightmares. ~IndoMTL.com~ Salvatore warned seriously: “So it’s a composite nightmare—like a gallery. His difficulty will be higher than the normal twisted nightmare.

"And your advantage is...the nightmare you see must be something you have experienced before; but the real difficulty lies in this - because of the consciousness remaining in other people's curses, things will definitely be introduced into In a completely different direction from the real history. It may even occasionally fall into other people's nightmares and come back soon.

"You must abandon the inertial thinking that has been formed at this time in order to get out of the nightmare.

"This nightmare is not like a gallery, which will chip away at your memory. But although the details may be different every time you enter... Therefore, I suggest that you take at least three pills each time, which will give you Three chances to come back.

"But don't take more than five tablets, otherwise it will put too much pressure on your heart and may affect your body. Although I am not unable to regulate it for you, you... must pay attention to subtleties."

...Have memories of the past turned into nightmares?

But I have no memory of Annan Lingdong’s past.

In this case, can the dream world still introduce normal nightmares?

And let me finish it - will it be better than the previous "Annan"?

Annan didn't think too much.

"I understand."

Annan nodded, looked into Salvatore's eyes, and replied seriously: "I will take the medicine tonight."

Kafni held Annan's hand with some worry: "How about I accompany you too..."

"No, forget it. I'll do it myself."

Annan immediately rejected Kafni.

The infant version of himself and Kaifuni's infant version are not the same concept...

But... Annan's nightmare?

What could it be?