Chapter 59 – Theorard Dreaming (5)
This was a warning. A warning that if you make useless excuses, you will be killed.
Realizing the elf’s true intentions in a series of flows, the three Reddy kept his mouth shut and fixed his posture.
“You should consider yourself lucky. If I had met you outside the mansion, I would have killed you right away.”
“…….”
“Erasing one of you from this world is easier than stepping on an insect. But I won’t. Because this is Theorard’s mansion. It would be a headache if someone died.”
“…….”
“Abandoning the body is easy, but if a person who was still alive until yesterday disappears overnight, it is certain to raise suspicion. So I’m not killing you, I’m keeping you alive. Are you lucky?”
The steel bars of the blade that surrounded Seredi disappeared like snow melting. Only then did Seredi let out the breath he had been holding back.
“If you don’t want to take good luck as bad luck, stay calm. Act like nothing happened and leave the mansion tomorrow morning. Because that is the only option left for you.”
Placing her hand on her back, the elf untied the knot and took off her apron. While she was staring blankly at the unusual action, the elf spoke again.
“Answer me.”
Shocked, the three Reddy nodded her head hastily.
“I will keep that in mind!”
“Great.”
Beneath her callous eyes, her charming lips trembled fleetingly.
The elf went ahead and took off her maid’s uniform and laid her clothes on her desk, then got into her underwear and climbed onto her bed.
She pulls down the blanket she’s covered, lays her down, and pulls the blanket back up.
She closed her eyes as if the Seredi next to her were no threat, then opened them again to see if her nerves were bothered, and glanced at her.
“Sit down?”
“Oh, hmm. Can I sleep here too? I wonder if it would be better to go somewhere else to sleep…….”
“Didn’t you hear the explanation from the chamberlain? The empty rooms in the mansion are filled with goods, so they say there is no place to lie down.”
“Well, then you should consider sleeping in the hallway…….”
Seredi broke out in sweat and smiled awkwardly. Even if everything else was fine, sleeping in the same room as this monstrous elf was absolutely unacceptable.
However, the elf was not stupid enough to let go of Seredi, who was nothing short of a dangerous person. A cool gaze scanned Seredi’s naked face.
“You talk a lot.”
The elf’s heartfelt living makes her skin tingle.
It was clear that denying it once more would shorten its lifespan.
“I’m sorry. Sleep here, good night…… !”
“You should have said that from the start.”
The elf glared at Seredi reluctantly, then turned and lay down on her side.
Thanks to this, an unstable silence settles in the room. Seeing her elf notice, Seredi took off her shoes and lay down on her bed.
I pull the blanket up to my waist, but I hear a fidgeting sound from the other side. The elf, who had tossed and turned several times as if he couldn’t sleep, lay down and looked up at the ceiling.
“You.”
Seredi was frightened and answered.
“Yep!?”
“Have you slept with a lot of men?”
“Yes? Of course I……”
The mouth that was about to say that it was a succubus hesitated. It was because the elven mind went around saying that the elf wouldn’t be able to fully grasp the identity of this side.
That’s because if you know that Seredi is a dreamer, it’s more natural for her to ask, ‘Did you sleep a lot?’ Rather than ‘Did you sleep a lot?’
I’m not sure how they sensed this demonic energy…….
‘That elf probably only knows that I came from the Devil’s Realm, and the race may not know.’
Then there is no need to reveal the race. I didn’t have the hobby of putting myself in danger by revealing unnecessary information.
Big! Seredi, who had deliberately cleared her throat, let her voice flow quite resonantly. It wasn’t absolute, but it was possible because the [Brainwashing] To maintain composure was working to some extent.
“Yes. I slept a lot. There were many times when I got involved with the opposite sex while doing this and that.”
“Okay? … Why are you sleeping?”
Why are you sleeping Is it to absorb human spirit? However, if you say it straight away, you will be caught by the species.
Seredi added his feelings her (removing the idea of being a dreamer) to his social norms her honestly and confessed.
“There are times when we want to prove our love for each other, but most of the time it is to enjoy physical pleasure. The pleasure that bursts up at the moment when each other’s flesh collides is unmatched. Is there a saying that creatures live for sex?”
“It sounds obvious.”
If you think it’s obvious, why did you ask? As she grunted inside her, the elf rolled her eyes and looked at Seredi.
Goosebumps ran through her body her, wondering if she had revealed her true feelings her, but the elf, who had n’t thought much of it, asked the next question in a plain tone.
“How was your first time?”
“Yes? First……?”
Why are you asking all of a sudden? As she pondered when her first time was, she vaguely recalled her feelings at that time.
“It hurt, but it was pretty good in the end. The pain wasn’t that great, perhaps because of the long foreplay.”
“It doesn’t hurt.”
“Well. I tend to have more pleasure than pain. Of course, the pain of breaking through is different for everyone. Just because I’m not sick doesn’t mean everyone else isn’t sick. But why do you ask such a thing?”
Blankly. The elf, who looked up at her ceiling and blinked a couple of times, lay back on her back.
“I don’t need to know. Now shut up and go to sleep.”
The dubious attitude feels strange.
Seredi quietly closed her eyes, knowing that she would not be able to find even her own money until she dug into it out of curiosity.
In her darkened vision her, her three Redees’ consciousness her was busy.
‘I have to enter Theorad’s dream now.’
In order to carry out Lerazier’s orders, you must enter Theorad’s dream.
The problem was that the presence of the elf sleeping next to him was too threatening.
If the elf found out that he had entered Theorad’s dream, it was clear that nothing good would come of it.
‘By the way……. Can an elf know that?’
Interfering with the dreams of others is a personality magic unique to a dreamer. It is said that some peculiar beings called ‘astrologers’ among humans do similar things, but it is unlikely that elves have learned astrology.
Then, after the elf secretly intervened in Theorad’s dream, he would have to take only the necessary information and leave. Seredi, who opened her narrowed eyes and watched the elf until she fell asleep, chanted the incantation necessary for the spell in a very small voice.
Huung-
When the spell ends, Seredi’s body and soul are separated. Ceredi, who had slipped out of her body her in a spirit state, made sure one more time that the elf had lulled her to sleep, then she made her way through the wall to Theorad’s room her.
After passing through a few walls, a marble floor and a space lined with furniture decorated with fancy craftsmanship unfolds. It was an old-fashioned room.
Looking around for a moment, I saw Theorard lying on a bed by the window, trying to sleep.
Seredi, who had flown there, licked his lips and looked down at Theorard.
‘I mean he’s handsome.’
Her neat yet sophisticated look of her, her black hair, sharp jawline, and fair skin attract attention. She was such a gorgeous dragon that she might have been determined and seduced if it weren’t for the elves.
She’s a little sad, but she’s here to work, not to flirt, so she decides to give up.
Seredi shaped Theorad’s ‘dream’ and made it float in the air, then threw herself into it without hesitation.
*
Darkness all around. Seredi falls through an abyss-like space.
Down and down again.
As she descended, she felt something touch her toes. Theoradra has reached the ‘dream’, which is the manifestation of the basic consciousness and unconsciousness of human beings.
Seredi landed her lightly and then looked up at her. As she chanted the chant of [Interpretation of Dreams], The personality magic, a ripple erupted from her floor her. Seredi began to ‘interfere’ with her dreams.
Fire-
The darkness dissipates, the blue sky opens up, and flowers in all their natural colors cover the ground.
Seredi, who had climbed atop a hill full of the scent of flowers before she knew it, moved forward, somewhat bewildered.
‘This…… Theorad’s dream?’
It is too hopeful for the dream of the person who captured the parish bishop.
Gentle, idyllic, and lyrical. Even the defense mechanism to remove the person who interfered with the dream did not come out.
‘It’s warm.’
As if he wanted to forgive and embrace Seredi, who had only come to gather information about her, Theo Rad’s dream her was bright.
How can human unconsciousness be so delicate and beautiful? Seredi, who was walking with a low exclamation, was able to meet Theorad, the subject of this dream. A young face and small stature. It was a child of about 5 years old, but there was nothing special about it. Because dreams are different from reality.
The problem is that Theorard is not alone.
‘…… Witch?’
In the center of the flower garden, a witch sat down wearing a wide-brimmed black cone hat.
She is wearing expensive-looking clothes, but her appearance is shabby. The belly of her top was ripped from a blade, and half of her black robes were scorched so that her original form was unrecognizable.
In addition, her eyes are unusual. She was just staring blankly down at her floor with her dead eyes as if she was a witch holding all the despair in the world.
Her lips were dry and parted, and her black hair was her, which had not been cut for a long time, was hanging loosely on the floor at her waist.
Just looking at her was n’t enough for her to exude a gloomy aura, the black mana extending from her witch’s body her was causing the surrounding flowers to wither one after another.
‘Ugh…….’
When the wind blows, I feel an unbearable stench. It was a stench that made you want to run away right away, but Seredi watched the two of them with her patience.
Little Theorard was sitting before the witch and telling her story of her. Like her fern her, in her tiny hands she held a wreath of her own making her.
‘I don’t know. What are you dreaming about?’
This dream has no clear purpose. No, there were. Young Theorard wanted to comfort the witch in her frustration.
But is that just the end? While Seredi was puzzled, little Theorard rose from her seat her and placed a garland on her witch’s head her.
Only then did the witch raise her head and face her young Theorard. The witch clenched her teeth, then she suddenly shouted nervously, sobbed miserably, and laughed, shaking her shoulders.
At first glance, she appears to be out of her mind. As frightening as it was, little Theorard never left her witch’s side of her.
‘Uh? Wait a minute. That witch…….’
I think you’ve seen it somewhere? The moment Seredi frowned as she recalled her memories of her, the answer came right beside her.
“It’s a black flame witch.”
“Oh, right! Black Flame Witch!”
The three Redees snapped her fingers lightly, and instead of being delighted, her body her trembled.
‘Uh?’
It was because he did not understand why a third person’s voice could be heard from here, and that of an elf.
“The human unconscious is amazing. Even though I erased my memory, I still remember it. I’ll forget it when I wake up from the dream.”
Gulp. Slowly turning her head while maintaining her tension, Seredi could see the elf sitting in her old chair in her.
The elf, with her silver hair fluttering in the gust of wind, watched over the witch and young Theorard like a person steeped in sentimentality.
‘Oh, how are you here…… ?’
That also meant Seredi’s death in her.
