easier."Lance asked."Well, I think so too, but where do we find the Resurrected"Hubert nodded solemnly.It's hard enough to defeat those strange and unpredictable cultists, let alone capture them aliv...Chapter 408: Dr. Lanche's Psychological Consultation
Selena gasped for breath, unable to understand why her emotions were becoming increasingly agitated. Just a simple sentence from the other person had left her heart in turmoil.
She also quickly realized that what she was doing was foolish.
If you anger someone, they have ten thousand ways to torment you in your dreams.
But the black-haired, green-eyed girl still looked at her calmly.
As expected, she reacted this way and he didn't think it was inappropriate.
You asked me three questions: what is happiness, what is unhappiness, and what experiences have you had in the past.
The great poet spoke in a calm and gentle voice, with no trace of impatience.
"About the first two questions, do you really want to know the answers"
She stared at Selena and asked.
"Huh!
"
Selena couldn't understand why this person was actually taking her words seriously and discussing them with her.
If I told you here the "answer that suits you" which you might accept, then I have many ways to satisfy you.
The great poet continued to speak softly and patiently,
But if you truly want to get the answer, you'll have to have a long conversation with me, because this isn't a question that has a clear-cut answer like one plus one equals two.
This kind of maternal demeanor usually made Selena's eyes widen, but she dared not respond.
"……"
Gradually, Selena showed a hint of hesitation, unsure how to respond to the other person's words.
"Actually, ignorance is a sin. When you discover the truth, you'll hate yourself. But please don't be afraid, because everyone needs to go through this process."
The poet of great love spoke.
"So what if I understand What difference does it make If you want to prove that my life is full of misfortune and that I'm a worthless person, just destroy me. You don't have to go through all this trouble."
Selena lowered her voice and gritted out.
"Is that really true I think the questions you've raised... are very valuable, and I really like them."
The great love poet answered slowly and carefully.
"…"
Selena looked sideways at the great love poet, the shadow under her hair covering her face, but her gaze was exceptionally focused.
Like a beast that is both fearful and curious.
"It's obvious you've erected a wall in front of me. Why are you glaring at me"
The great poet asked again, even though she was wearing a mask, you could see the smile in her eyes, full of reason and intellect.
"…"
Selena remained silent.
Even the great poets are waiting for her.
Thus, being stared at constantly, Selena finally couldn't stand it any longer.
"Get lost! What does it have to do with you!"
Selena exclaimed.
"You finally spoke up."
The poet's eyes of love were quite satisfied,
Different people have different sensory preferences, some are kinesthetic, some auditory, and some visual. You're a visual person, believing in what you see. Even someone else's dream would need to be seen with your own eyes before you could let go of your worry. Without seeing it yourself, you can't rest easy. You have strong reservations about me, but now you should see that I pose no threat.
"You...!"
Selena just wanted to retort, but under the hint she remembered this person's dream.
One who can possess such a beautiful vision, their words and deeds are indeed without any discrepancy.
Because the illusory realm depicted in 【Falling into a Gentle Dream】 is not deceiving.
"...."
She couldn't speak.
Seeing Selena's condition had shifted from intense to somewhat calmer.
> The great love poet continued to say:
"Generally, someone who wants to help you would first ask about your worries, your family situation, or your past. That's how communication works, and it's definitely right...But I won't delve into your past, your experiences, or your background. I only want to know what you are thinking *right now*, because right now, there is only the present you. And that present you is seriously considering what true happiness really means."
"..."
Selena couldn't answer the question posed by the black-haired, green-eyed girl before her.
No matter how you think about it, you can't come up with an answer.
But now she kind of wanted to know the answer, didn't want to be a self-deceiving pitiful creature anymore.
She huddled at the edge of the floor, afraid to step onto any other surface. This was her, completely bare, all her scars laid open for view.
"Your posture is slightly more forward than before, and you seem more relaxed."
Just as Selena was thinking, the great love poet suddenly said,
"You seem to be protecting yourself. Are you afraid of me"
"
“…”
" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
Selena wanted to speak, but she didn't know how to express herself, or if the other party would believe her, a person who started with ill intentions.
"Wanting to harm others out of nowhere is also a kind of impulsive self-protection."
The great love poet nodded understandingly.
But, do you think I would be violent towards you
"……"
Selena looked at the young girl. Her pale skin and bright eyes were like the only light in this deep, dark prison.
She felt unable to look directly at this radiance.
"Look, you're bowing your head again, just like a child trying to put on an act and pout."
The great poet’s voice was filled with a smile,
"But you can still listen to me, that's great."
She encouraged.
"I…"
Selena took a deep breath. She couldn't understand why her chest felt warm right now. She wanted to speak to this person, to ask her questions, to figure out the confusion that had plagued her for so long. She wanted to hear her voice, to continue being treated with such gentleness.
However.
"Excuse me, time's up. I have to get back to work."
The great poet raised his hand and, with a dignified gesture, lightly pressed the ground with it before rising to his feet.
"...and so on." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
Selena reached out her hand, not daring to touch the great poet. She wanted to say something but it felt stuck in her throat, unable to be voiced.
The other party didn't use the falling grace to try and hurt or conquer her, but instead chose to engage in a conversation of rejuvenation with her. They denied her past self while acknowledging her present self.
For some reason, she still wanted to continue listening and expressing herself. Perhaps only in this way could she feel the meaning of her own life.
> From Monday to Wednesday, and from 2 pm to 5 pm, I will be available in the Redmonde Tower of Protoss Royal Magic Academy. I am open to conversations with any school personnel. If you wish to continue our conversation, please schedule an appointment in advance.
The raven-haired, emerald-eyed figure spoke to Selene.
"Will you really wait for me"
Selena asked in a raspy voice.
If you are willing to teach at the school, maybe we can talk more.
The great poet said with a hint of smile.
His eyes seemed to say - "With your experience, the school won't refuse you. You have unique talents and value."
"Go carefully to the fifth floor down, do not start the Great Demon Trial, otherwise you will encounter enemies of the eighth level."
Selena hesitated for a moment before finally getting to her feet. After delivering the short statement, she turned and left, heading back to her office to begin work.
There was no suspense about the evaluations of these prison guards.
Selena pursed her lips and did not reply.
But she always had a feeling that only at the Protos Royal Magic Academy could she see this person's true colors.
(The End)
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