Abner watched the mirror constantly rub itself against his feet, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He deeply suspected that the terrifying scene he had seen upon first entering this dream had perhaps been an illusion.
"What exactly is going on? Wasn't this mirror something manifested from Miss Nashali's nightmare, from that duke's family? Why did it seem like a little animal afraid of being abandoned by me... and it could even act cute?
"Were 'Nightmares' these days all so desperate to survive?"
After grumbling inwardly, Abner ignored the mirror's "coquetry" and ruthlessly simulated Holy Light to carry out Purification on it.
Unexpectedly, when the magnificent, pure pillar of blazing light enveloped the mirror, it actually displayed a simplistic expression symbolizing "comfort" on its surface. However, it seemed to quickly realize what it had done, erased the expression, and flung itself to the ground, shattering into pieces...
What was this supposed to mean? Had it comfortably committed suicide? Or was this thing acting? But with its "death," this nightmare seemed about to end...
Abner was somewhat dumbfounded by the mirror's behavior. He no longer had the mood to "perform" in front of Nashali. Once the dream shattered, he sent her back to reality.
At the same time, Dunn stared at the empty dream of Siltana, a member of the Demon Hunter squad, equally baffled. As a Nightmare, it was his first time entering someone else's dream and failing to find its owner...
Inside an ancient castle bathed in twilight, Siltana, a longsword at her waist and a wine bottle in hand, followed a "true" Giant who stood half a body taller than both her captain and the High-ranking Deacon. They crossed the hall, passed through a long corridor, and finally entered a reception room. There, she saw a