The Golden City Lord smiled and exchanged a few words with Roger before saying, "I've prepared a welcome banquet for you. Shall we head to the dining hall?"
"A guest follows the host's arrangements." Roger smiled with impeccable manners.
The two traded polite remarks, each acting like a gentleman raised in a fine household. Betty could only stare in astonishment. Even now, she had yet to realize what exactly had happened...
Led by the Golden City Lord, the two arrived at a dining hall. Before long, a dignified and beautiful woman entered from outside with the Golden Princess. The Golden City Lord quickly rose to his feet and happily introduced them to Roger. "This is my wife and daughter..."
It was clear that the Golden City Lord truly loved his wife and daughter. Yet Roger's gaze was somewhat strange. He seemed to have realized what sort of existence the Mirror of the Fallen truly was!
The Golden City Lord's wife... had been dead for more than a decade!
Did the Mirror of the Fallen make people fall into beautiful dreams?
Roger then turned his gaze to the Golden Princess. She was the real Golden Princess, who had only just been drawn into this dreamscape. It seemed that she, too, had fallen into it.
Interesting... He kept his expression neutral and quietly conversed and dined with the Golden City Lord's family. Once the banquet ended, he claimed to be tired from the journey and was escorted to a room specially prepared for distinguished guests.
Even Roger could not help sighing. As expected of the Golden City—despite being merely a guest room, it was extravagantly luxurious, resplendent in gold and jade, so lavish that even he found it excessive. They had even prepared two rooms.
"What's going on?" Once all the servants