Dancer—or rather, Miss Honey Badger—had not actually revealed much useful information. Aside from helping him roughly understand that he definitely was not a teacher. However, that was something Iver had already guessed.
Still, her words had unconsciously revealed another piece of information.
That was that these people truly did not remember why they had come here—not just the kidnapper Iver was playing. Combined with the abnormalities of that couple, Iver could basically confirm two things.
The first was that only the Ascenders playing these roles did not know their true identities. The scripts they had received contained only the identities they were "striving to play"; they did not know their underlying identities.
However, in the other layers of the nightmare, these people, who acted freely, would unconsciously reveal their true information.
In other words, everyone was doing their utmost to hide their true identities... like Agni as the kidnapper, Honey Badger as the spy, or "reporter" Jacob as the Ritual Mage. But there were flaws in all their performances. Only when someone else played "them playing these roles" would the performance become more convincing—and that was where the flaws lay.
The second thing was... everyone's memories had problems, rather than them deliberately hiding something. And these distorted memories would be written into the scripts given to the Ascenders.
Lies and illusions were intertwined, like a dream. While deceiving others, they were also being deceived by something.
"...Interesting."
After closing the door, Iver revealed a subtle smile.
"Any crucial information?"
The reporter asked impatiently, "Tell us about it?"
"What?" Iver countered. "You didn't hear?"
"I don't eavesdrop."
The reporter spoke righteously. "That would be far too disgraceful."
"He really didn't press his ear to the door."
The Old Inspector beside him nodded in corroboration. "Although the soundproofing here isn't very good,