Eat Your Fill and Sleep

After a heart-pounding meal, Frieren stopped overthinking; the allure of the delicious food was enough to make her forget all the bad memories.

Watching Frieren patting her belly contentedly, Li Yan lifted her by the back of the neck. The Diagoldze for today hadn't been analyzed yet, and the problem with the golden arm couldn't be left unresolved.

"Give me a proper explanation of the Diagoldze, Junior Sister. No slacking off."

Li Yan's sternness made Frieren's face show a look of utter despair; she should have taken a nap after eating.

Having no choice but to obey her senior brother's orders, Frieren had to take out all sorts of small items for Macht to unleash his Diagoldze. Macht didn't mind the effort; he also wanted to see if his Diagoldze could be deciphered.

After an afternoon of magic demonstrations, Macht was getting a little bored. He stared blankly at the enthusiastic Frieren, wondering if things would have been simpler if he had just killed Frieren back then. In fact, he couldn't quite remember when he had encountered Frieren.

As Frieren attempted to analyze the gold-plated area on her arm, Li Yan squinted. Although he didn't have high hopes, he still believed a miracle might happen. After all, according to the plot, Frieren should have been able to remove the gold plating from her arm, albeit after a long time.

"It failed... Senior brother."

Frieren stared dejectedly at her arm, which still shone with golden light; the heavy feeling made her feel particularly lost.

"It's alright, take your time. Butler Macht will always be with you as you use the Diagoldze, right, Macht?"

Li Yan smiled and looked at Macht. As the one who instigated the gold transformation of Frieren's arm, Macht had to take responsibility for Frieren's golden arm.

"As you wish, Frieren, young master."

Macht spoke calmly.

"Hmm, what are you having for dinner tonight?"

Frieren didn't seem to care much about the failure; after a brief moment of disappointment, she began to look forward to dinner that evening.

"Roast duck, braised goose in an iron pot, mashed potatoes, braised pork belly, braised turtle and chicken, winter melon soup, stir-fried potatoes with ginger, stir-fried tomatoes, stir-fried green and red peppers..."

Li Yan pointed to each dish on the menu and listed them off. These dishes were fixed; if anyone wanted something else, they could ask the maids to inform the kitchen.

"Yay!"

Frieren waved her golden arm; at this moment, she was already somewhat reluctant to leave this dream.

The next morning, Frieren looked at her senior brother, who was urging her to get up, with a look of utter despair. She wanted to wake up again. Who urges people to get up at 8 a. m.? Why is the human biological clock so bad? Why can't we sleep until noon?

As usual, Frieren spent a day learning the Diagoldze, Macht also spent a day casting the Diagoldze...

A month later, Frieren looked completely listless. She realized that she seemed unable to leave this dream, and perhaps only by removing her golden arm could she escape it.

It wasn't that Frieren didn't want to believe this was reality; although the dream was very realistic, it still had many flaws.

First, Sister Xiao Wu and Sister Xiao Xue clearly lacked human life characteristics, yet the senior brother was still able to exercise with them late at night.

Secondly, despite being Demons, Macht and Solitär actually obeyed their senior brother's words as if they were servants.

Third, his senior brother wouldn't allow him to leave, because his arm was still in a state of golden transformation and he couldn't run around. He could only go out for a stroll after the transformation was lifted.

Fourth, all the maids who deliver the food here seem to be silent, lacking any signs of life or Mana aura, as if they have been dead for a very long time.

Fifth, the Holy Sword, as the senior brother's treasure, has never actually been held by him, and it seems that he has always been busy making some Macht Metal equipment.

Sixth, and most terrifyingly, my senior brother rarely uses Thieving Magic on me anymore. Is it a distortion of human nature or a decline in morality? In the past, my senior brother almost always took pleasure in toying with me. Whenever he had the chance, he would use Thieving Magic on me. My senior brother once stole my treasures ninety-nine times. I don't know where he put those treasures.

Frieren's Diary:

The first year trapped in a dream, Diagoldze is so difficult.

In the second year of being trapped in the dream, the Diagoldze was still just as difficult, but the food was just as real as eating it.

Third year trapped in the dream: I seem to have a clue about the Diagoldze. My senior brother has been busy researching his mechanical field and has created several Golden Spiders, which are said to be good guards and also have the ability to become invisible.

Fourth year trapped in the dream: It seems I've finally discovered the law of the Diagoldze; it seems I have to leave my senior brother; the dream is about to end...

In the fifth year of being trapped in the dream, after a reluctant and heartbreaking farewell to my bewildered senior brother, I solemnly explained the Diagoldze. My golden arm returned to its porcelain-white state, but it seemed I was still in the dream. The Diagoldze was not the way to leave. Looking at my senior brother's bewildered and confused expression, I felt somewhat ashamed.

In the sixth year of being trapped in the dream, the Royal Capital had undergone great changes. My senior brother solemnly told me not to tell Grandmaster that he was still alive, or he would be severely beaten.

Grandmaster also in the dream? Could the way to leave the dream lie with our Grandmaster, or is this place reality?

Frieren put down her pen, looking puzzled, and closed her journal. Tomorrow she planned to return to the Magic Continent Association to visit her Grandmaster from her dreams.

When the sun was high in the sky, Frieren was woken up by Xiao Wu and Xiao Xue's gentle calls. Frieren, who was still half asleep with her eyes half-closed, was already used to the drowsiness in her dreams. After being pulled by Xiao Wu and Xiao Xue to the dressing table and tidying herself up, Frieren also woke up from her drowsy state.

Thinking about having to find her master Celia today, Frillie washed the sleepiness off her face with water and went to have breakfast, led by Xiaowu and Xiaoxue.

Soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed dumplings, steamed lobster, Royal Capital duck—today's breakfast is as simple and unpretentious as ever.

After hurriedly stuffing a few bites of lobster meat, Frieren held a fried dough stick in her left hand and tossed a xiaolongbao into her mouth with her right. When it came to eating, she had never lost.

After devouring fifty xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), ten youtiao (fried dough sticks), five cups of soy milk, half a large lobster, and three roast ducks, Frieren patted her little belly contentedly. The delicacies in her dream, as always, satisfied her.

"Lady Frieren, would you like some fruit prepared for your journey?"

Xiao Wu asked gently.

"No need, I'm already full from breakfast, I can't eat anything more."

Frieren shook her head, propped herself up on the table with both hands, and squinted as she stood up.

"I'm so full... I want to sleep again."