Chapter 139 – Chapter 139: Dreamland 4
A large living room that can be seen when you open the antique wooden door.
Carpets on the floor, tables with refreshments and colorful lights,
Expensive speakers for listening to music that have never been used, and even a large TV.
It was a luxurious, luxurious, yet cozy accommodation as usual.
… If it weren’t for the people kneeling on that rug.
‘What kind of situation is this, really?’
Purple and gold hair cascades beautifully at my feet.
Maybe she felt a sense of competition because Kim Ha-eun was on her knees next to the blond guy.
‘No, why are you?’
A man who takes something out of his arms before he can even clear his messy hair his.
It was a rolled up scroll, a letter from a tyrant that was to be burned again.
Knowledge that now feels familiar and digs into the head.
Conveying messages and knowledge at the same time
I just think the future society is really great.
Put aside the knowledge of the dreamer that tickles your brain for a while
I looked down at the man kneeling in front of me.
To the extent of launching a fleet because of the death of a blood relative
The burning tyrant’s personal guard who receives excessive favor.
It can never be said to be greater than the Constellation.
But isn’t he a man who has no reason to kneel down in front of someone and beg?
Not in front of the tyrant she serves, but in front of an unrelated constellation.
‘It’s not like it’s not related at all.’
Probably to avenge his dead sister his.
Because anger, resentment, and murderous intent mixed together to make your skin tingle.
The concentration of the sensation is so thick that it feels like putting sea water on your lips.
Even so, I don’t have the hobby of bowing down to a man, so I hope he speaks quickly and leaves.
I should have already delivered the letter, but what the heck do you keep taking out from under your uniform shirt?
He looked down at the squirming figure, thinking a little unkindly.
Oh, Ha-eun Kim, lying down next to her for no reason, is kind of annoying.
“…This?”
“It is something that His Majesty bestowed upon me.”
Miscellaneous thoughts fly away when you see the object in front of your eyes.
A golden glow that shimmers to the point of being bizarre because it is not brilliant.
That does n’t mean he took out a gold bar from his chest.
“You didn’t ask for that.”
“And, it’s also an offering to the Constellation.”
The shape was an ugly stone.
A bumpy pebble the size of a fist.
If it weren’t for the enormous amount of mana felt within it
It seems that he passed over without even knowing he was kicked on the street.
Is it a tribute anyway?
‘My family is dead, and if you come to me and pay tribute…’ .’
With eyes like that, this kind of behavior.
A pattern I’ve seen quite a few of those who have lost a family member.
I bow my head once more, perhaps realizing that I had noticed.
The forehead touches the floor, and the figure lifts the stone with both hands.
The voice that explains it slowly is calm, but
An indescribable jumble of emotions overflows.
“I heard that the Constellation used power in a city in the North Continent.”
“Information is very fast.”
It shouldn’t have been 30 minutes since I moved the avatar.
After all, is it a space fleet, or does it carry satellites or something?
More than that, I’m concerned about that golden stone.
Every time the golden light beats like a heartbeat
You feel your skin tingle.
It’s definitely the size to fit in the palm of your hand.
For some reason, it feels similar to standing in front of a space battleship.
I’m not completely used to living or dying, but
If it’s such a huge energy, you can’t help but notice it.
That golden stone is a fucking dangerous and great thing.
“What Your Majesty asked the Constellation to do is to punish the Constellation who dared to insult Your Majesty.”
“Therefore?”
“Then, I would like to take over the incarnation’s recruits.”
It was a refreshing feeling to have a conversation with a person with their forehead on the floor.
Even if it’s fresh, maybe fresh cucumber or fresh mint.
Why am I doing this-
But when I wake up, I notice that my gaze is fixed on that stone.
I think I’ve become a bastard who can’t come to his senses in front of meat.
I feel desperately that a stone cannot be compared to anything like meat.
So, there was only one reaction I could show.
And that guy knows that too.
“Okay, let’s start by explaining what that thing is. Sit down because it’s uncomfortable to look at.”
“Forgive me the rudeness, thank you.”
He gets up and sits down across the table.
… Shall we leave Kim Ha-eun, who is still lying down, alone?
Because the explanation about that stone is more urgent.
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The space empire had various races like the SF worldview.
From cyborgs whose organs were replaced with machines to alien races from various planets.
Among them, there was a race that entered other people’s dreams to read their memories and steal their emotions.
Of course, those are the dreamers called Dream Walkers.
I skipped the description of the Dream Walkers and the Empire.
Because the explanation about whether there are fanatics under the mad emperor was going to be strangely long.
Eliminate all rhetoric based on loyalty
I could see why the burning tyrant treated me well.
“In the end, it means that Dream Walkers are raised because they are useful.”
The emperor who earned enough points to tire of it
I started buying things from my previous life by paying a huge amount of points.
He brought the flagship he used to drive and purchased the luxury items he left behind at the imperial family.
The state of summoning even the treasures of the imperial warehouse that were burnt to the end.
And in the imperial storage, there are items of various races.
It means I’m the only one who can use Dreamwalker’s stuff.
Dwarves, a race of mechanical engineering, can be found in this world as well.
There are beastmen and elves, and you can make cyborgs.
But it’s not a nightmare.
Most nightmares don’t come out of their dreams.
No matter how much a flying and crawling emperor is, there is no Dream Worker to command.
Except for me.
Of course, I will use it as a subordinate
It is not profitable to hand over such treasures to knowledge and information.
The bodyguard of the tyrant who incarnates and burns can’t speak
Other reasons clearly exist as well.
‘Did I become a content for deceased people?’
To put it bluntly, it is a trophy for mental self-defense.
Even if you dare to summon the space battleship of your previous life as it is, it is the same.
The wife dies, the empire collapses, the human race is annihilated.
I died of dryness while wandering in the dark and cold space
She called the space flagship as it is.
No matter how much point gain I have
You wouldn’t think of crawling into the basement of your previous life.
However, the burning tyrant is intoxicated by the memories of his previous life.
Not incarnations, but create a bodyguard and call a space battleship
Seeing her living on a battleship instead of a sanctuary turns my doubts into certainty.
Of course there is nothing bad about me.
To put it bluntly, isn’t Chung Jeong-soo in the position of being bullied by the guild leader?
If you succeed in the private quest, a valuable reward will come out.
“So, this is the hack that Dream Workers use to create their world?”
All that comes to mind is for a loyal fang
It is the memory of creating a pure white werewolf woman.
There was a lot of fuss about making one permanent clone.
I wondered how to materialize a world and keep it permanent
You’re using something like an externally mounted battery like this.
Sorcerers can use magic
It feels similar to being able to equip magic stones when drawing a magic circle.
You can use my magic to dream, but
You can store your dreams in that core.
“Yes. If you compare only the output, it is a rare guy who can operate about three battleships. It is designated as a strategic item in its own way. If this is the case, can we not dare to ask the Constellation?”
“Okay, if I catch the man from the North Continent, I’ll hand him over to me. However, I’ll do what the burning tyrant asked me to do first.”
“Yes. I know what comes first.”
Eyes mixed with murderous intent and anticipation turned to me.
Perhaps the captured assassin will not die gracefully.
Of course I don’t know
I don’t have the hobby of receiving the guy’s hot gaze, so I roughly nodded and sent him away.
Stop banging your head on the floor again and-
While raising Kim Ha-eun, who was still lying on her stomach.
Grab Kim Ha-eun’s wrist once again.
She was on her stomach throughout the conversation, so her legs were numb and she staggered.
I don’t know why you’re so inclined to fall down and hit your head.
Holding a warm stone in one hand, no, the core of the land of dreams
With the other hand, he led Kim Ha-eun to the bedroom.
“You’ve got work to do.”
“Yes, Constellation. Shall we tidy up the living room in the meantime?”
“You lie down too.”
If you get an item, you should try it right away.
I lead him by the wrist until he lies down on the bed.
Uh uh, she pretends not to win and comes to lie down next to me.
She shows hesitation about sleeping together, but
I can’t hide the fact that both of my cheeks are burning red.
According to the knowledge sent by the burning tyrant
Using this hack is very simple.
Just hold it in your hand and have a lucid dream.
Just like moving files between a computer and USB.
The world spins and I hear Kim Ha-eun’s pain from the side.
