Successfully Entering Dreams

The hairs on Angel's back stood on end as he slowly turned around.

There, standing on the balcony, was Yurika, her black silk dress fluttering in the night wind, her face wreathed in a sweet smile.

Angel sighed inwardly. Every time he activated the Dream Conch, something seemed to go wrong. Last time, it had been Big Fish Warlock Siliwu's threats; this time, it had turned into Yurika's prying.

Did he have some grudge against the Dream Conch or what?

Though he said that, Angel knew perfectly well that it all came down to his own lack of strength. If he could reach the level of a formal wizard, no one would dare covet a mysterious item no matter how he used it.

"Lady Yurika, may I ask what brings you here so late at night?" Angel's words carried respect, but his attitude remained cold and distant.

Yurika did not mind Angel's insincere manner. Instead, she stared doubtfully at the dark conch on the table, hesitation on her face. "This conch looks rather familiar..."

"There is no need to doubt it. This conch is the mysterious item you are thinking of." Angel picked up the conch and weighed it in his hand. "If you want it, I can sell it to you for twenty thousand magic crystals."

The moment Yurika heard that, she immediately confirmed the conch's identity. "The Dream Conch from Moonlit Coast?"

"That's right," Angel answered frankly.

Yurika's lips twitched. She turned and vanished beneath the moonlight with the night wind, leaving behind only a rather brusque remark: "Boring. Don't play around with this kind of useless trash when you have nothing better to do."

After Yurika had disappeared without a trace, Angel stared at the Dream Conch in his hand for a long while.

"Useless trash?" Angel