OBS Chapter 133 Sophia's Dream
Chapter 133 Sophia's Dream
Chapter 133 Sophia's Dream
A gentle knock was made on the door, and a sound immediately came from inside.
"Who?"
"It's me," Kane replied.
A moment later, a rustling sound came from inside the room, and with a "bang," the door was quickly opened.
Sofia wore a fitted linen shirt, the low-cut design perfectly outlining her beautiful figure.
She saw Kane carrying a bottle of ale, paused slightly, and looked surprised.
She really couldn't figure out what this Zhuo Er was up to.
In her memory, Kane had never been interested in women, and he had even directly rejected Mrs. Ella of the Finafine family.
It's important to know that Lady Ella was a highly sought-after figure in the aristocratic circles of Twin Harbor and the surrounding area.
But this time when he came back, he not only brought a woman with him, but also showed up at the door late at night, carrying a bottle of wine.
Kane noticed her unusual expression and roughly guessed what she was thinking. He asked softly, "May I come in?"
Sofia was momentarily stunned, then smiled and replied, "Of course."
With a "bang," the door slammed shut again.
The two sat down facing each other in the room.
Sofia looked at him: "Your Excellency?"
Kane said, "No need to address me as Your Excellency, Sophia. How's the matter I asked you to investigate going?"
He had previously commissioned Sophia to investigate the movements of the Bloodline Purification Society, Lady Dream, and the Demon Cult.
Although the Bloodline Purification Society has been publicly eradicated, this lead originated from Sophia, leading Kane to suspect that she holds more inside information.
As for Lady Dream, the Demon Cult, and the Dark Brotherhood, nothing has been found so far.
Sophia's expression darkened slightly: "We don't have much information about that Ms. Dream. We only know that she wears a mask all year round, and no one has ever seen her true face."
There were even rumors that she only communicated with people in her dreams—but we have refuted this claim.
We asked the officially certified spellcasters who graduated from the academy, and even their mentors couldn't do it.
Kane nodded slightly: The methods of the Abyss Demons are naturally beyond the reach of spellcasters in this material plane.
He then asked, "What about the demon cult?"
Sophia shook her head: "Regarding the Demon Cult, we only found that a large number of its strongholds in the Nord region have been destroyed."
However, on Susas's side, the academy has halted all experiments involving the summoning of demons, reportedly due to strong pressure from influential figures within the academy.
Kane's eyes flickered slightly as he thought of Lady Mistweaver.
He knew that the forces behind Lady Mistweaver were connected with the mages of the royal court of the Susas Elven King.
It seems that my previous negotiations with the other party did indeed affect the attitude of Susas's homeland towards the demon summoning.
Even the most mad spellcaster cannot do without the support of worldly forces;
Moreover, the half-elf lineage has a long history and naturally holds a deeper wariness and a completely different view of demons.
He nodded slightly, sensing that Sofia was hiding a lot of information.
As an underground force, the Dark Brotherhood acts as a "black glove" for various factions, with intricate and intertwined relationships.
Even among its core members, the "Silent Killers," many have secretly joined the Demon Cult.
However, these things were confidential to him, an "outsider" who had only recently joined.
He pondered for a moment, then said gently, "Since you're here, how about we have a drink?"
Kane opened the beer, and its aroma instantly filled the air.
Sofia was full of doubts and still couldn't figure out Kane's intentions. She even suspected that the drow had revealed his true nature.
But as she looked at the pure-blooded Drow of Kane, she smiled and said, "Of course, no problem."
For a half-elf, the opportunity to get close to a pure-blooded drow is extremely rare, and she doesn't mind.
Moreover, she had already witnessed Kane's strength firsthand.
The two drank one cup of strong liquor and the other of light liquor, and before long, Sofia's eyes began to glaze over.
Time passed slowly, and sleepiness enveloped her like a tide.
With a "bang," Sophia collapsed onto the table.
Kane suppressed the drowsiness in his heart—his immortality had already neutralized the side effects of the hallucinogenic water.
He gently picked up Sophia and placed her securely on the bed, then raised his hand and knocked on the wall next door.
With a "bang," the door was pushed open, and Risa poked her head out with a malicious look, staring disdainfully at Kane: "Scumbag! Everyone was waiting for you to do it for real, and you just wanted some information?"
She covered her mouth and chuckled mischievously, "Actually, if you wear her out first and then get her drunk, it will be easier for me to gather information."
"Shut up." Kane glanced at her. "Want to have your pay docked?"
"Tch, what a boring man."
Risa muttered irritably, then stepped forward, squatted down, and whispered in Sophia's ear, "Who did you tell about the mercenaries in the Savannah—?"
Kane watched quietly, understanding dawning on him: Risa, though a sleep demon, could only extract the other's current thoughts to construct dreams.
Her whispered words at this moment were setting the stage for entering a dream.
Seeing Sophia's brows furrow slightly, Risa smiled, closed her eyes, gently placed her hand on Sophia's forehead, and sat down in the chair.
But then she suddenly looked at Kane and raised an eyebrow with a malicious grin: "Want to go into the dream together? You drank the hallucinogenic potion too, you must be sleepy. Of course, if you're scared, then forget it."
Kane ignored the foul-mouthed devil, closed his eyes, and cleared his mind.
He wanted to see how the other party would pull him into Sophia's dream.
Darkness slowly crept in, and consciousness gradually sank.
When he opened his eyes again, he was already wearing Susas armor and standing among a group of guards.
Just as Kane was about to make a move, a reminder came to his ear.
"Don't make any sudden movements, we're in her dream—and only you can hear my voice."
Is this a dream? Kane looked around.
He was in a manor, not luxurious but exquisitely refined, far surpassing Nord's manor.
A group of guards dressed like him stood beside him, all looking towards the manor gate.
Suddenly, the manor gates opened, and a carriage slowly drove in.
Kane's gaze sharpened—the one driving the chariot was none other than the Sword Dancer, Perry.
The only person she was allowed to drive herself was Mrs. Ella.
Why does Sophia appear in her dreams? Kane wondered to himself.
Just then, he saw Sophia walk from the manor gate, following the carriage, and led by a maid into the house.
Kane's eyes flickered, and he was about to quietly follow when the voice in his ear rang out again: "Don't make too much noise, or it will trigger the dream's automatic counterattack."
Automatic counterattack?
Just as Kane was pondering this, he noticed that all the guards around him were looking at him.
His gaze was vacant and lifeless, completely unlike that of a living person.
Although there was no concrete evidence, he clearly sensed that any unusual movement he made would attract the attack of these guards.
"That useless sleep demon."
Kane silently complained, but knew he couldn't blame the other party.
Dreams are inherently complex and unpredictable. Sleep demons usually rely on drugs and weaving beautiful dreams to lower people's guard before devouring fragments of their souls.
The previous incident at the Bloodline Purification Ceremony was a desperate counterattack, and according to her, the success rate was very low.
Nowadays, actively gathering intelligence is more complex and naturally subject to numerous limitations.
He pondered for a moment, considering how to infiltrate and gather intelligence, when the surrounding scenery suddenly changed—