The azure figure slowly turned around.
Behind her, the enormous black pupil still spanned the entire world, like a vast abyss, an immense fate poised to swallow her whole.
"Because this isn't the time for the final battle yet."
Because you were still far from reaching the end of this correct path.
As though, for the sake of that final outcome, any sacrifices made along the way were both necessary and meaningless.
She turned and raised her head, looking into the endless darkness brought by Black Pupil.
"He must not become lucid."
"Even a single tremor in his dream will rapidly accelerate his resurrection process. And when he realizes he is dreaming, that overwhelming desire to awaken will tear the entire Star River apart in an instant. When that happens, no one will be able to stop him."
"And you must have guessed it by now."
Lynn gripped the hilt tightly, the White Hair figure appearing in his mind once again.
"He's deliberately sinking into sleep. He's the one... suppressing that desire to awaken."
The azure figure glanced sideways and said:
"Yes."
"He has always been the one sustaining this great dream, but even he has gradually begun to lose the ability to tell... whether he is the King he once was, or the lord of dreams who will lead everything into finality."
She recounted it all calmly. No one could tell what emotions lay within her heart at that moment.
"And at this point, there's really no harm in telling you."
An icy silence spread around them.
"I lied to you about many things. Those Ravens from before, for instance. Most of them..."
"Were killed by me."
In an instant.
A freezing chill swept through Lynn's eyes, leaving his entire body cold to the bone.
It was as though