A few days later, just as Salomon was either crushed by a sudden dream or burned by huge memories, he was summoned to England. To be precise, he was summoned by the Supreme Master to a house in Glastonbury, Wales, waiting for the solution prepared by the Venerable.

至尊法师寻求帮助的人正是梅林,这个世界上没有人比梅林更了解梦境了,尊者自身深有体会.尊者还通知了梅林学派的巴尔萨泽和戴夫,他们也和萨洛蒙一同到了这间民居当中,做好了迎接梅林到来的准备.事实上在巴尔萨泽找回爱人之后,尊者已经告诉了他部分真相,由于心中的空缺被填满,巴尔萨泽已经不介意梅林对自己开了个一千多年的玩笑这件事了,可如果有能在梅林的脸上揍上一拳的机会,他是不会放过的.

"No curse, no power of hell and nightmare." Barsazze checked Salomon's condition before Merlin arrived, but he could not see anything except some mental weakness. He asked in confusion, "Strange, are you sure that all dreams are the same? How much do you remember those dreams?"

"I have a record." Salomon pointed to the test tubes on the head of the bed. Each test tube was filled with wisps of silver-white energy, which was Salomon's memory of dreams. "It's very boring." He said, "I can never move freely in the dream. I can only move my fingers when I am about to leave the dream. It was very interesting at first, but any dream will become quite boring if I repeat it for more than a dozen times, and the dream that I repeat for more than a dozen times is enough for me to record all the details."

"Dave, go check those memories." Barsazer took out some herbs from his pocket while directing his apprentice. He forced a piece of Marjoram petal into the mouth of the secret mage, "Marjoram can relax your nerves and allow you to enter a comfortable sleep."

"What are you kidding? You might as well give me a piece of dragon tooth grass or verbena, at least verbena can drive away the nightmare." Salomon's face couldn't help but shrink into a ball. I don't know what Balsazze did to treat herbs. The petals of Marjora orchid, which should have been a little sweet, became extremely unpalatable. He only felt that the disgusting smell reached out and grabbed his tongue tightly. No matter how he swallowed his saliva, the smell was always lingering.

"I don't think what you dream of is a nightmare. Verbena is not helpful to you." Barsazer patted the head of the lazy apprentice and asked Dave to work quickly, while he continued to take out herbs and potions from his pocket, "Have you tried any potions?"

"With the secret medicine of all kinds of spirits of European and lavender, it can make me lucid dream. As for what the result is, I think you have guessed it. After the effect of the medicine is over, the dream will follow." The secret mage rejected Balsazer's potion, "I dare not say that my level of potion can be comparable to you, but I think the potion I cooked is much better than your potion. The petal of Marjoram has already explained some problems. You must know that it is vanilla."

"There are not many schools of potions on earth that are better than those of the Merlin school!" Barsazer glared fiercely at the apprentice who was sneering. He turned his head and said to Salomon, "The potions have never tasted good, only the bad ones and the harder ones. You can choose it yourself."

“What to choose?”

"I will check you before the teacher arrives." Barsazze didn't want to show his nervousness on his face. Although he was happy to punch Merlin, seeing his mentor again after more than a thousand years of experience makes people feel nervous. He is worried that Merlin dislikes his magical level, and his progress over the past few decades is not as good as his own apprentice Dave. He put several bottles of potions of different colors in front of the bed and said to Salomon, "That is the greatest magician in the world. Although he has a bad personality, his strength is undeniable."

"But now the Venerable is strong after all."

"Merlin is also the teacher of the Lord, isn't he?"

"Balsazer, all memories are the same." Dave grabbed a test tube and signaled to his teacher. "Some memories are incomplete, but those contents will be displayed in other memories. I didn't find anything special about those dreams. I was just curious about why Salomon can remember all the colors and patterns of all the cats so clearly. I compared all the dreams. From the first memory to yesterday, there was no difference in the colors of all the cats. I thought... this might be some kind of abnormality."

"I think this may be because I am smarter than you, Dave." Salomon said indifferently, "Balsazze should have told you the difference between a spellcaster and an ordinary person? No matter where the magic power comes from, it will slowly strengthen our bodies, muscles, bones, blood vessels, organs, and brains. There is much more magic power in my body than you, and my body absorbs more magic power than you. You are smarter than ordinary people, so I am smarter than you."

"It doesn't make sense, Salomon, you don't understand what I mean." Dave shook his head, "You remember so clearly... I mean, you remember something you shouldn't have remembered. Can you remember what kind of shoes the person wearing a turban is wearing? Can you remember how much cat hair the cats at your feet stick to you? You remember, Salomon, you remember very clearly, all the memories are in no different, from the first to the last. That's not your dream, you are watching someone else's dream!"

Salomon and Balsazer understood what Dave meant.

It is precisely because Salomon's memory is too clear that Dave discovered the doubts. Logically, as time goes by, people will gradually forget the content of dreams, but since Salomon first recorded those dreams, he has clearly remembered all the details, just like playing a first-person game, and he is the person sitting behind the screen.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The possibility raised by Dave made Salomon and Balsazer take a breath, because if Dave said it right, the situation would be even more strange - this is no longer a matter of the demon placing dreams on Salomon, but a more complicated and confusing situation.

The secret mage touched the silver key on his chest, and he remembered the words Yuge Sotos said, "Your destiny will be split."

Could it be that the dreams he has only been through something he has experienced in another universe? Or is the dreams he has now only been through something he has experienced in the future? So far, all the clues have been entangled into a mess, and Salomon can only record these problems and keep them for the future to solve them.

Immediately afterwards, a warm wind overflowed from every corner of the room, accompanied by the warm wind, there was an extremely fresh fragrance of flowers. When the three people who were staying in the room suddenly felt extremely sleepy. Salomon lay on the bed casually, and Barsazer fell asleep on the chair. Dave had nowhere to go, so he could only curl up on the carpet.

"Look, not everyone can adapt to the fragrance of Avalon's flowers. To be honest, I don't know how you woke up, nor do I know why you still have the strength to cut me after you wake up." An old man with white hair appeared in the room very suddenly. He entered the room from the ether plane, and the Supreme Master followed him and also appeared in the room.

"Don't talk nonsense." The Supreme Master did not intend to give Merlin a good look, and even had the urge to take revenge.

"I know you feel sorry for your disciple." Merlin didn't care about the little thing about beard being grabbed. "This kid is your heir to the Holy Sword, right? So, are you going to give up your responsibility?"

"That's right."

"Then he is really unlucky. OK, don't pull my beard, I will solve his problem. You have also heard the questions raised by my heir before. This is consistent with my guess. The fate of your heir has split. The dream he has made is just a kind of "ddai feeling" that comes from his own, so the magic of defending against external dreams has no effect."

"But this is just a guess."

"We can do some small experiments."
Chapter completed!