Dreams Are False

"Grandmaster, I feel like I'm trapped in a dream."

Frillie spoke with a serious expression, and a sense of trust unconsciously rose in her heart for her ancestor Celie in the dream. That enormous magical aura was definitely Celie herself.

"Trapped in a dream?"

Serie frowned, and after a Mana probe, she unconsciously moved closer to Frieren and gently placed her hand on Frieren's forehead.

"Hmm, you do feel a bit feverish. Do you have a cold?"

Serie spoke with a serious expression.

"Grandmaster, why don't you believe me? I..."

Just as Frieren was about to recount all the outrageous things that had happened to her recently, she recalled her senior brother's words, "Don't tell the Grandmaster anything about him."

Thinking of this, Frieren shut her mouth.

"What did you see that made you think the world you're in right now is a dream?"

Serie squinted. She sensed something was wrong with Frieren. Frieren was experiencing something abnormal, something beyond her imagination, making it hard for her to distinguish between reality and dreams.

"I... I encountered the Phantom Demon, and then the Phantom Demon transformed into my master and senior brother."

Frieren bit her lower lip, feeling hesitant about her senior brother's words.

"And then? If you don't mind, I can use memory Detection Magic so I can understand your ordeal more clearly."

Serie spoke earnestly, leaning forward slightly and gently reaching her hand towards Frieren's head.

"No, no need, Grandmaster. I just miss my senior brother and master too much."

Frieren bit her lower lip and took a step back, dodging Serie's outstretched hand. She decided to listen to her senior brother. Over the years, her senior brother had never mistreated her. She was always well-fed and cared for, just like the gentle and considerate senior brother from hundreds of years ago. She didn't want to lose this feeling of family.

"Um?"

Serie was speechless. After returning from her journey, she suddenly said that she was trapped in a dream. When he tried to help her take a look, she backed away and wouldn't let him see, as if she was hiding some secret.

"Grandmaster, am I really in reality right now? Am I dreaming? I..."

Frieren looked at Serie with anticipation, the surging Mana surrounding Serie's body so real, so powerful.

At this moment, Serie understood somewhat what Frieren was feeling. It seemed that she was experiencing mental problems, and her longing for the past after the journey had taken its toll, especially after encountering a bewitching Monsters like the Phantom Demon. Indeed, Li Yan and Flamme had left the deepest mark on Frieren's life.

"Frieren, you are truly in the real world right now. Everything you are experiencing is not a dream, because I am truly standing in front of you!"

Serie took a step forward, her aura gradually expanding. The Mana fluctuations accumulated over thousands of years instantly erupted, covering the entire room with Serie's Mana. In front of Serie, Frieren was like a weak ant, as if she could be crushed at will.

"What kind of dream do you think could create a monster like me?"

Serie's lips curled up slightly; the full force of her Mana was enough to make Frieren realize the world she inhabited.

Looking at her Grandmaster, who was in a state of surging Mana, Frieren stared blankly. The intensity of that Mana seemed to be Grandmaster she could never surpass; it was a level of Mana she had never seen before.

Serie looked at Frieren, who had already perked up, with a nonchalant expression. Although she didn't know what had triggered Frieren's reaction, she seemed to have recovered. Her usual calm demeanor was now replaced by a beaming smile, as if she had encountered something good.

"Grandmaster, I've decided to stay in the Royal Capital for several decades. The Demons outside are too terrifying; I was almost instantly killed in a single moment."

Frieren sat in a chair, her delicate hand supporting her chin, and described with deep emotion the details of her encounter with Macht decades ago.

"Oh? The Diagoldze? That guy turned your arm to gold in an instant?"

Serie's face lit up with interest as she glanced at Frieren's porcelain-white arm, where the gold had not been turned off.

"Yes, but thanks to my extensive knowledge and brilliant mind, and through my diligent research, I successfully deciphered the Diagoldze and restored my arm to its original state."

Frieren spoke with a smug look on her face about her analytical experience, after all, this was a spell that no one had ever been able to analyze successfully before; she was the first Elf that Diagoldze.

"The Diagoldze sounds familiar..."

Serie opened the drawer and began searching for information about the Diagoldze. She remembered seeing information about Demons who could turn others into gold some time ago. Her first reaction was that it was a curse, but then she thought that the Curse Reversal Magic could counter the other party, so she didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Found him! Is he the Demons named Macht? He seems to be one of the Seven Sages of Destruction of the Demon King's Army."

Serie flicked the intelligence report in her hand, handed half of it to Frieren, and then began to read it herself with great interest.

She knew very well how strong Frieren was; most First-Class Mages were no match for her. Demons could instantly kill Frieren could naturally kill other First-Class Mages. Moreover, the fact that her opponent was so strong piqued her interest quite a bit.

[The most dangerous Demons in the Northern War Zone, the Seven Sages of Destruction Macht, is most skilled in manipulating gold, turning all enemies into gold. No soldier who has fought him has ever returned safely, and the number of villages he has slaughtered is countless...]

[Request to kill Macht, Seven Sages of Destruction. Macht has wreaked havoc in the Northern War Zone, committing countless atrocities and is bloodthirsty; his crimes deserve to be punished.]

[A detailed analysis of the Seven Sages of Destruction Macht reveals that he can turn any enemy who sees him into gold. This is the most merciful and painless way to die, but also the most cruel and inhumane. He can instantly turn a large area around him into gold as his domain, posing a threat that is almost certain to kill him.]