Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

"Mr. Moraine, would you like to come with me?"

"You want me to be your bodyguard?" Moraine teased. "I spent quite a bit of time with her before."

"Aren't you worried that she and I are colleagues?"

"Little bird, you're being a bit too ambitious."

The robin just smiled slightly.

"May that if you are hurt, the hurt not lead you astray." This is a blessing passed down through generations in our family. I do not wish for all trust to be built on mutual threats.

"For the concept of harmony, sound is a derivative of the heart."

"I can barely discern a part of a person's 'heart' from their voice."

“Mr. Moraine’s words will surely be understood, and the ‘heart’ contained within them will naturally become clearer.”

"In these few minutes of conversation, I have a general idea of ​​what kind of person you are."

"Oh!" Morion exclaimed.

"This is the first time I've been restrained since I awakened this ability."

“How can you call it restraint?” the robin said with a smile. “It can bring people’s hearts closer together, which is something our family has been looking forward to for a long time.”

As expected, although the spells in the world of sorcery are amazing, it is ultimately a world that lags behind in terms of combat power.

The power gained in such a world would naturally be restrained when facing a more powerful being.

Looking at the robin, Moraine thought for a moment.

"okay."

"Since we're already here..."

Since I have nothing else to do, I might as well follow her and have some fun.

White candles appeared out of thin air in the distance, each with a blue flame, forming a path that guided the two forward.

“Let’s go then.” Robin nodded and walked ahead, with Morion following behind.

Along the way, the robin kept observing the candles.

“Blue flames…and they’re burning the surrounding memory matter…” She looked at the candles, then turned to Morion and said, “Do you know if Firefly knows a pyromaniac?”

Moraine smiled.

"If it's in my memory, Firefly definitely wouldn't know the Incinerator."

"But..."

He took a different turn in his speech.

“A chemical engineer can get along well with you without you needing to know him.”

The robin understood what he meant immediately.

"You mean, Miss Firefly's memories have been altered?"

“I didn’t say that.” Morion smiled and tilted his head.

"I understand," the robin nodded, indicating his understanding.

Soon, following the candle's guidance, the two arrived at their destination.

But in a narrow alley, there was a television set in one corner.

“Miss Firefly, you may now appear,” the robin said.

"Sorry, you're still a little short. My companions will bring you here soon," Firefly's voice came from the television.

"Over here?" The robin was just wondering when everything went white and he found himself in a room.

“Where is this…” Her eyes widened slightly.

"As expected of the darling of 'Harmony,' she passed through such thick memory material without being affected in the slightest." An elegant and charming voice entered her ears.

"And you..."

"To walk such a distance on the path of reproduction as a human being..."

"Oh, darling, I'm really interested in your memories."

Standing in front of the two was a woman in a white dress. She had a great figure, was tall, and wore a large white hat.

"Hello, you can call me Dahlia," Dahlia introduced herself. "I'm the very untrustworthy incinerator you were discussing earlier."

They were exposed for talking badly about others behind their backs, but Moraine and the robin didn't seem guilty at all.

Standing beside the dahlia, Firefly looked at Morion and said:

“I’m sorry, Mr. Morion, I lied to you before.”

"I'm actually not a local here."

“I can tell,” Moraine shrugged.

Great, this well-known secret has finally been revealed.

"To be honest, it's more surprising that your boss didn't mention me to you."

Liu Ying smiled awkwardly but politely.

Chapter 127 A Hunt That Reverses Cause and Effect (Bonus Chapter for the Alliance Leader)

Moraine and the firefly were speaking in riddles, while the dahlia and the robin started chatting.

"This is our little new home from our dreams, and it'll be easier to talk here," the dahlia told the robin.

"A new home burned in a dream? If you want to have a proper talk, you shouldn't provoke us in this way." The robin was clearly quite displeased.

“I’m sorry, but she’s different from the other incinerators; she had no intention of stealing memories. I’m the same; I never thought of ruining a beautiful dream. Choosing to sneak into the dream was out of necessity,” Liu Ying quickly smoothed things over.

She's quite busy; she has to go to the other side immediately after explaining things here.

“I really like Pinocchio as a tourist. This is the first time I’ve ever dreamed of Pinocchio, and it’s even more beautiful than I imagined,” said Firefly. “So we won’t deliberately ruin it.”

Sure enough, saying nice things always works.

The robin's tone softened noticeably.

"Thank you. In that case, what brings you here?"

What happened next was entirely within Morion's memory.

The plot is the same as Moraine's.

The dahlia and firefly led the robin and Moraine to see a memory and guess that the dreamer had turned to reproduction.

Then the black swan came here and had a fight with the dahlia, which was hard to call a reunion.

Finally, they saw the firefly and the robin off one after the other, and then they fought amongst themselves.

Moraine lowered her profile beforehand, causing them to overlook her and focus more on what they needed to do.

Morion was slightly puzzled by what the four people were doing.

very familiar.

That's how it should be.

Seeing their every word and action, Moraine was indeed able to retrieve the corresponding memories from her mind.

but……

For a moment, he seemed unable to recall which part of the story it was.

"What's going on..."

Moraine muttered to himself in confusion.

He raised his hand and gently touched his forehead.

That's where Hanabi was hit by gunfire.

But the skin still looked normal, with no bullet holes.

only……

Morion's fingers suddenly seemed to hook onto something and gently pull it outwards.

He pulled out a strand of red silk thread and wrapped it around his fingertip.

Looking at the red thread, Morion suddenly had a look of realization.

He finally remembered what he had forgotten.

"Oh...ha..." He let out a laugh, suddenly feeling an unparalleled pleasure.

"This is really..."

"This is so interesting!"

He chuckled softly and shook his head.

"Hmm... but it seems I need to get in front of more people..."

He raised his head and looked into the distance.

"What a heartless boss! I'm only good at stealing your own paycheck."

He smiled and touched his cheek with his finger. The thread immediately expanded and turned into a red fox mask, which he then wore on his cheek.

“So perhaps I should go back to the surface dream now.” Morion looked up at the ceiling.

It was pitch black overhead.

His current task is to reach out to as many people as possible.

Spend more time connecting with influential people who will leave their mark on destiny and history.

In that case, returning to the surface of the dream might be more beneficial for him.

This was not difficult for him; if he wanted to go back, he could simply use the babbling worm to open a door.

However, his spiritual intuition reminded him that there seemed to be someone here he could meet.