Setting aside the filthy thoughts in Miss Celine's head, they had at least confirmed one thing: dream psionic energy enhanced by the Black Ring was powerful enough.
A five-hundred-meter radius, victims who could hardly realize they had fallen into a dream, and the ability to read thoughts... Compared to Miss Yushua's earlier, not entirely practiced Fourth Tier dream psionic energy, all he could say was that the Black Ring certainly lived up to its reputation.
Of course, the Black Ring's energy was limited too. Although it could replenish itself naturally by absorbing psionic energy, twice in one week was practically its limit.
Jonas had already tested that back when he had considered using Afanisi to launch nuclear strikes across the world.
"Phew... It's over..."
Yushua let out a long breath, and the dream she had woven dissipated with it. Only then did Miss Celine snap awake in the courtyard, stumbling and nearly falling to the ground.
"Wh-what happened?"
The girl looked around blankly and found Jonas staring at her with a strange expression.
Mr. J-Jonas... Hadn't she already stripped him naked and pinned him to the couch? How...
"Dream prisoner of war, Celine, step forward!"
"Present!"
Celine jolted, instinctively straightening her back and pressing her legs together as she answered.
"Insubordination and making improper advances toward your superior in public. Your punishment is to write a five-hundred-word self-criticism by hand and deliver it to my office tonight." Jonas kept his face stern. At least in front of Miss Yushua, he had to maintain his authority as her superior.
Huh... A self-criticism? Tonight?
Rather than looking miserable over her punishment, Celine keenly picked up on the important part.
She asked tentatively, "Was I dreaming just now? Why do you know what I was thinking, Mr. Jonas?"
"That was a dream woven