If this had been Modern City in the real world, Angel would probably not have been able to control others so smoothly with Nightmare Illusion's ability to influence emotions alone.
Especially when facing Fashion Magicians—so long as they possessed a certain degree of mental resistance, they would inevitably notice Nightmare Illusion's intrusion and take precautions.
But within the Fairyland Instance, the power of Nightmare Illusion was a foundational primal force that made up the world. No NPC could resist it.
Even powerful magicians could at most slow Nightmare Illusion's intrusion by a second or two.
As for ordinary people, they would be controlled the instant they met him.
It was precisely because of this that Ululu's obvious resistance stood out so glaringly.
Angel could even reasonably infer that if he had encountered Ululu in the real Modern City, Nightmare Illusion alone might not have been enough to control her thoughts smoothly.
How could an ordinary person resist Nightmare Illusion?
Angel looked at her inquisitively. "...Forgive my late-night visit, but may I presumptuously ask you a few questions?"
As his words fell, Ululu's previously stiff expression slowly softened. Her frozen thoughts gradually began to stir again.
Angel had already returned Ululu's "self-awareness" to her, merely making a slight adjustment to her perception of him.
Ululu looked at Angel before her. Though she was somewhat puzzled as to why Angel had come calling in the middle of the night, she remembered that he was a newly made "friend," and found it reasonable again.
"What do you want to ask?" Ululu gathered up her hair with a towel, then walked over to the bar counter. "Red wine? Or juice?"
Angel said, "Ice water will do."
After taking the ice water, Angel moistened his throat. "There are many things I want to ask, especially