"Perhaps I can."
A strange man entered the Dream Weaving Firm and picked up where Herman had left off.
The man's appearance was ordinary, and his clothes were equally unremarkable.
Yet for some reason, he gave off the air of someone playing through the mortal world, like a monarch long seated upon the throne who had, on a whim, come to his own realm to experience the lives of his subjects firsthand.
An illusion?
Was it truly an illusion?
"Free of worries, enter your dreams in peace. Welcome to the Dream Weaving Firm."
Jodice rose to her feet and welcomed the visiting customer.
"What did you mean?" Herman paused in the middle of eating.
A detective's instincts...
Well, anyone with a normal level of intelligence could tell that this visitor had definitely not come for a detective's commission.
"Didn't you say earlier that you couldn't help the witch?" Stuart smiled. "In my view, you can offer considerable help."
Herman furrowed his brow.
From inexplicably getting lost in the Misty Forest yesterday, to encountering that mysterious witch, to this strange guest now arriving at his door—
It seemed as though many things had suddenly come knocking all at once.
It was abnormal, and it made no sense.
"First, let me introduce myself." Stuart removed his top hat. "Stuart, Emperor of the Truth Empire."
"...Huh?"
It took Herman and Jodice quite some time before they could barely accept Stuart's identity.
Naturally, the two of them had heard of the Truth Empire.
In fact, not just them—was there anyone in all of Kolo who did not know that name?
As one of the Three Major Powers, unlike The Tide's bloodiness and the Holy Light Church's benevolence, the Truth Empire had always been synonymous with mystery.
It was said that the entire nation was