Golden Hour, in front of the [ The Reverie ] Hotel
Before Ye Yan could arrive, a series of clear and heavy footsteps shattered the background music.
An employee of the Oak Family walked calmly and steadily toward Robin and Sunday.
Notably, a dark purple-black night thrush with deep purple plumage perched quietly on her shoulder, its eyes gleaming with a mysterious light.
Robin casually picked up her empty milk tea cup and exchanged a glance with Sunday. In a few words, the two explained the situation to the [ Dream Master ].
"... You mean, for a long time, some wicked people have used our Charmony Festival, which we use to bless the world... as a tool to achieve their ambitions?"
The voice of the body manipulated by the [ Dream Master ] was steady.
The Robin stepped forward, its voice clear and firm. "Indeed, Dream Master."
"Once the Charmony Festival begins, the power of the Stellaron will spread throughout Penacony with the song... At that time, everyone in the dream will be unable to wake up."
"Hmm... that does surprise me." [ The Dream Master ] fell into a brief silence. "The Dream Realm is the result of the joint efforts of the five great the Family. If anyone uses the Harmonious Music to recklessly spread the power of that Stellaron, that person will inevitably hold a high position..."
The Dream Master slowly raised his eyes and asked, "Do you have anyone you suspect?"
"You really don't know where the Stellaron is?" Sunday's words went straight to the heart of the matter.
"Heh..." A soft, ambiguous chuckle escaped from [ the Dream Master ], "I never imagined that you two would directly target me; it's truly astonishing."
At this moment, a genuine sense of surprise did indeed cross the mind of the [ Dream Master ]—why was there no sign of the Nameless beside the brother and sister?
Hmm... this move seems to have been a mistake.
On Sunday, he bowed slightly and said, "If we have offended you, we sincerely apologize. However, the situation is urgent and we cannot afford to investigate further."
"This is also for the safety of the dream world, so please dispel our concerns," the Robin added.
"Lord Dream Master, as long as it's proven that the Charmony Festival has nothing to do with the Stellaron and that we were just overthinking things... I will return to the stage to sing as promised."
" Sunday, Robin, I have watched you grow up and know your nature well. Now you are indeed His most devout messengers... I know your resolve."
"This is a matter of great importance, no ordinary affair." [ The Dream Master ] raised his head, the Night Thrush on his shoulder slightly adjusting its stance. "Since you have so sincerely requested this, I will personally take care of it in response."
His gaze turned to Sunday. " Sunday, could you plead with Him, send down your light, and ask me on His behalf, so that all lies may be exposed?"
Then, the gaze returned to the Robin.
" Robin, could you be there to witness and record the truth, and to proclaim my innocence, so that all the stigma may vanish?"
The Robin, with one hand on its chest, responded respectfully and solemnly, "As you command."
[ The Dream Master ] closes his eyes and softly recites, echoing the prayer. "We wish that Your will be carried out on earth... as it is in heaven."
On Sunday, a radiant light, representing the power of Harmony, shone in his eyes as he solemnly declared:
"[O soul of three faces, brand his tongue and the palms of his hands with a hot iron, so that he may not lie or swear false oaths.]"
The Dream Master appeared calm and composed. "Let's begin. I have nothing to prepare."
[Question: Have you always been devout to your God and never worshipped other gods?]
"That's natural."
The Dream Master's answer was concise and powerful, without the slightest hesitation.
The second question follows, "Do you love your God as you love yourself, and always remember His admonitions?"
"That's natural."
"[Have you strayed from the path your God expects, and failed His name?]"
"Never before."
"[Do you make demands of your God that are presumptuous, attempting to exceed the duty of creation?]"
"Never before."
Seeing the [ Dream Master ] answer fluently and calmly, Robin frowned slightly, and a very subtle sense of unease gradually emerged.
"So, one last question—[Can you swear an oath to ensure that you will fulfill everything you have promised, whether in the past, present, or future?]"
"By the Aeon, if my words are false, or if I break my promise, may I be cursed according to the law."
The Dream Master's vow was resolute.
"... He saw your belief and approved of it. This proves—"
Before Sunday could finish speaking, the Robin suddenly interrupted him, her voice urgent. "Brother, Dream Master, please wait a moment."
"What's wrong?"
Sunday and [ the Dream Master's ] gaze instantly focused on her.
"Excuse my boldness, but I have another question I'd like an answer to... Is the 'god' you just spoke of truly Xipe?"
" Robin... I never expected you to ask such a question..."
The body controlled by the [ Dream Master ] shook its head slightly, its tone carrying a hint of 'disappointment'.
"The people of the Family are as close as brothers and sisters, embracing unity and one heart under His light; all disloyalty has nowhere to hide before [ Harmony ]."
The Oak Family members, manipulated by the [ Dream Master ], slowly clasped their hands together, making the most standard prayer gesture.
"Such exquisite and complex music, if not for our beloved God Xipe, what other deity could perfectly harmonize it?"
"[Perfect harmony]..." The Robin, far from backing down, took a half-step forward, its eyes gleaming with a light that revealed the truth.
"That's the problem. You should know better than us that what's subtly altering the Harmony isn't an external enemy, but rather the dissonance that's secretly born within this very melody."
Having gone through the previous and Sunday debates about the Penacony dream, and the conflict between " Eternity " and " Harmony," the Robin was now settled.
The brother and the [ Dream Master ]'s faith is not in [ Harmony ] Xipe, nor in [ Eternity ] Yite, but rather...
The dead [ Order ] Aeon – Ena.
In the distant past, there once existed a Aeon in the world. He plucked the strings of his fingers and wove the Law of the Milky Way. His followers formed the Extraterrestrial Choir, spreading solemn and majestic hymns throughout the universe.
Later, He perished. The path this Aeon followed clashed with [ Harmony ], and He was absorbed and assimilated by the latter.
The chorus that resounded throughout the world fell silent for a time, and when it played again, it had become a harmonious hymn...
Even if the Aeon perishes, it will leave behind Path without a master. In the all-encompassing Harmony, the old discordant notes may naturally resurface.
Seeing that he could no longer hide it, [ the Dream Master ] sneered. " Robin... excessive sensitivity is never a good thing, especially when one is alone and helpless."
"For the sake of our great cause, let her rest a bit on Sunday."
Upon hearing these words from the " Dream Master," the Robin's pupils dilated suddenly, and it looked at Sunday in disbelief:
"What...?"
On Sunday, a deep, unyielding sadness flashed briefly across the depths of his eyes. However, this emotion vanished in an instant, and his abilities were activated once more.
"I'm sorry, Robin, you're the only one I didn't want you to know all this. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned."
"We were never children of Harmony, and the Paradise we envisioned... should not be created by Xipe. The happiness of the masses can only be borne by one person who stands above them."
As he spoke solemnly, the power representing law and restraint suddenly activated.
Within the Law, humanity constructs society...
"In Harmony, we attain Order."
The immense energy, like invisible shackles, surged toward the Robin... However, the expected constraints did not materialize.
[ The Dream Master ] and Sunday quickly realized something was wrong.
The Robin's eyes remained clear, her posture still upright, but she looked at Sunday, who was trying to control her, with unwavering determination and even a hint of sadness.
Hmm... she doesn't seem to be affected.
"This is impossible..."
For the first time, the body manipulated by the [ Dream Master ] showed astonishment, its low, muttered monologue filled with absurdity.
He looked at the Robin; had this girl's willpower become so strong that she could contend with this force?
Suddenly, the [ Dream Master ]'s gaze locked onto the Robin's empty milk tea cup.
Since I gave up sweets on Sunday, the milk tea Ye Yan gave me was naturally enjoyed by Robin, and I must say it tasted pretty good.
Tap-tap-tap--
At this suffocating moment, another series of heavy footsteps sounded.
"Within [ Order ], we witness [ Eternity ]."