The Righteous Player(s)

　　...... Two days?

　　Annan was a little surprised: "Have it been so long?"

　　 During Annan’s subjective time, he stayed in the copy for about three hours.

　　 Are the first two alive for too long? Or……

　　 "Because the flow of time is different."

Salvatore yawned and lay down on the table with his eyes closed and lazily explained: "It's like when you fall asleep, a night's dream may pass for several days... in a nightmare. How long you stay and how long has passed the real time does not strictly correspond to. Maybe you stayed inside for three days this time, and only two days passed outside, or maybe you will enter the same nightmare next time, and you may only stay inside. For a long time, a few hours passed outside...

　　 "But generally speaking, no matter when ordinary people enter a nightmare, as long as they can't bear it, desperate because of fear and despair, the curse in the nightmare will slowly draw their vitality, and the nightmare itself will gradually become stronger.

"And in an orderly zone without gray mist, usually in the early morning-when the power of order is strongest, the light of the rising sun can temporarily dispel the nightmares, and people will wake up from the nightmares. But because the nightmares are still entwined. In them, they have not been purified, so they will enter the same dream at night... Over time, they will become extremely weak...

　　 "Therefore, when people's research on transcendental theories is not thorough enough, this kind of memory fragments that are eroded and distorted by the curse and that can attract souls will be called by the ancient people as a nightmare..."

　　 Salvatore said, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he was about to fall asleep.

　　 "Hey, wake up!"

　　Annan immediately patted Salvatore on the shoulder and shook him up vigorously: "Don't fall asleep! Wake up!"

　　 He remembered that the curse that Salvatore assumed was related to sleep...

　　 "...Huh? Did I almost fall asleep just now?"

　　 After Salvatore woke up, he straightened up vigilantly and got up from the stool: "Well, thanks, Don Juan. You just saved my life..."

　　 "It wasn't because you were waiting for me that you stayed up all the time."

　　Annan sighed: "Do you think I will wake up yesterday?"

　　 "Yeah, we never thought that you can stay in a nightmare for so long."

　　 Salvatore also nodded unceremoniously.

　　 While he held the desk with both hands and kicked and trot to wake up, he said intermittently: "That's why we let you enter a nightmare in the morning... so that you can have the most relaxed time to explore the nightmare.

"But you didn't wake up yesterday morning, Don Juan, I know you have the talent of a priest... But we don't know how long you can wake up, and the priest doesn't know. So we can only watch you all the time. After all, you are in Step rituals are not the same as normal nightmares... If you forget to bring the curse container, the curse power you brought out of the nightmare will easily dissipate, and a new nightmare may form in the town..."

　　 "Thank you, senior."

　　 Annan heard this and thanked Salvatore gratefully.

　　 Whether it is helping oneself or helping the frozen water port, in the strict sense, Salvatore will not get any benefit. He is about to leave the frozen water port and return to the dark tower to advance. Even if a new nightmare appeared in Frozen Water Harbor afterwards, it had nothing to do with him.

　　 He is the same as Priest Louis, acting only with the kindness and sense of responsibility that he maintains in his heart.

　　 "You have to thank Priest Louis, too."

Salvatore coughed slightly and added: "You are still growing up. It is very bad for your body to fall asleep for two days and not eat. Your body nutrition for these two days is the responsibility of Priest Louis to help you supplement... …Of course, you have to thank me too. Because I paid you for the treatment."

　　 "Thank you, senior. I will also thank Priest Louis later."

　　 Annan did not hesitate to thank Salvatore solemnly and said: "You are really grateful to the citizens who can help me and protect me."

　　He has never been the kind of person who is ashamed to say thanks.

　　 As long as he "should do", Annan has always been able to do well-thanking or apologizing at the right time is naturally one of them.

　　 But Salvatore was a little embarrassed to see Annan thanking him so clearly and so seriously.

　　 He coughed lightly again, leaned against the table and pretended to drink water, picked up the teacup and took a random sip.

　　 Then, Salvatore looked out the window, and the corners of his mouth raised: "For me, this is what I should do. It is you noble lords...not many who are willing to sincerely thank you.

"Since we transcendents have stolen power from the curse, we must naturally take corresponding measures. At least we must not allow the curse to overflow and harm innocent people...everything can help stop it, just stop it; people who have no grievances and no enemies. If you can help, just help.

"Although I personally think that my moral level is average, I can't compare to those living saints who have obtained extraordinary powers to help the weak and uphold justice, and even have selfish thoughts, and occasionally use their own power to greet cheapness. But we are all after all. Extraordinary people with serious backgrounds still have to abide by the rules they should abide by.

　　 "This is for everyone, but also for myself. It's like the "Transcendence Manifesto" said..."

　　 The man with a tired face and thin body chuckled lightly, chanting in a low voice in a solemn tone:

　　 "‘I’m waiting for from now on, I will bear my own curse, keep others’ secrets, abide by private vows, and abide by the common rules. This is the case today, and it will be the same in the future.’ You shouldn’t forget, Don Juan.

"I see……"

　　 Annan slowly nodded when he heard the words, and the relaxed expression on his face gradually faded.

　　 He put his right hand lightly on his chest, his icy blue eyes slightly widened, and he looked at Salvatore.

　　 He replied solemnly and earnestly: "I remember."

　　 Hearing Salvatore's words, Annan's heart was vaguely moved.

　　 From the time of crossing to the present, he has not come into contact with a few living transcendents.

　　 Until he heard Salvatore’s words, Annan vaguely had a little idea of ​​the extraordinary society of this world——

　　 There is a gloomy and bleak tone, but it is definitely not a dull world.

　　 and a group of secret keepers who bear a curse, abide by oaths, and abide by the rules ~www.readwn.com~ on their own roads in silence.

　　 A group of people who are lonely but not alone.

　　 "Okay," Salvatore said briskly, "It's time to tell me your curse is bound. I'll be your secret guard."

　　 "Just say it directly?"

　　 "Well, at least for you, there is nothing particular about it yet."

Salvatore smiled: "Of course, remember not to be the secret guard of the Golden Rank Transcendent easily. If you can, it is best to stay away from them. Don't ask if you ask, and don't let them know you. Don’t hold rituals at the same time with them, or read their names in a nightmare.

　　 "After all, transcendents at that level are basically not humans anymore."

　　 can't be counted as human... What does it mean?

　　 There was a little doubt and confusion in Annan's heart.

　　 But he just kept an eye on it, and secretly wrote down the question, and did not ask at this time.

　　 He thought about his curse and told Salvatore the general content: "My curse is, [Must use a kitchen knife to kill one person every month]."

　　 As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a new reminder before his eyes:

　　【Establishment of the Secret Oath】

　　【Currently established oath: 1】

　　 That's...Is the signing finished?

　　Annan was slightly startled.

　　 A thought suddenly popped up in his heart--

　　 If you tell all players about your vows... Will you get a bunch of secret keepers right away? Anyway, players must protect the "faction leader" in their position, and don't have to worry about them targeting themselves.

　　 This is equivalent to giving a bunch of secret keepers in vain!

　　...So, what if players are asked to bring this news back to their world and spread it through the Internet?