The Ed Singal she knew was so soft that he had never had such a sharpness.

The woman in the long skirt walked closer, leisurely as if strolling through her own garden. It is true that she came uninvited, and she was easily expelled or even hurt by the owner of the dream, but she had no fear.

Ed's gaze involuntarily swept over her flat abdomen, making her laugh. The child's arrival was an accident, and she had no intention of using him as a weapon, but he was an impregnable shield in front of those who would retreat because of him.

"Don't worry," she said softly, "I don't mean anything, or I wouldn't even be able to enter here, can I......? But it's your world after all. ”

Her gentleness isn't all disguise.

"I kid you not - the circle is indeed the work of Ankland, it was altered before the city was built. I don't know what he intended, but I know what it's for...... Are you really going to give up such a great opportunity?"

Ed lowered his eyes and did not answer.

“...... You doubt my intentions. Lydia smiled helplessly, "To be honest, if it weren't for my unborn child, I wouldn't hesitate to be the one who stole bread and would never share it with anyone else." But now—" she spread her hands, "I have no heart. So, at the very least, I have to make sure that the world isn't too bad for me to change until my strength is restored...... Not even to the point of being able to escape. ”

“...... But you already have someone who can protect you. "Does he know what you're doing?"

"Ankran?" Lydia's smile was subtle, "No, he won't 'protect' me...... He didn't care what the world would become. ”

Ed looked at her, and then stopped.

Lydia sighed softly, "And, yes...... He was not the father of the child. ”

Ed frowned and lowered his head in thought, and looked up again with a look of horror.

The female mage leisurely raised a finger in front of her lips and smiled slyly and charmingly.

Ed's mind was in turmoil. He didn't expect it...... He actually guessed, but he couldn't have guessed...... The gods are above...... But this is Lydia, maybe she's just lying to him?! She didn't admit anything, did she......

The confusion of thoughts makes this dream change with it. The fog churned, swelled and dissipated, and the rapidly changing scenes mingled strangely, condensed and shattered.

Lydia's figure swayed, and along with her low laughter, it was blown away by the wind like a shadow in the water in the blink of an eye.

But the dream is not over. Even when everything was gone, leaving only the white earth and the dark sky, Ed still struggled between chaos and sobriety.

He tried his best, but he couldn't move a finger, either in or out of his dreams. He stared stiffly at the clear lines at the junction of heaven and earth—he didn't dare to look down, he knew what he was stepping on, he didn't dare to look up, he knew what the cold, pale moon was in the starless sky.

The surroundings grew brighter and colder, and the chill soaked into his body, flowing rapidly, like a huge whirlpool, silently devouring everything. He felt the power of infinite stretching and expansion, as if he were the vortex itself, and felt his body fall involuntarily into the depths of the vortex, being entwined and torn.

As his consciousness was peeled away, the back of his head ached like a burn, but it was bitterly cold, as if a knife made of ice was scraping around his skull, trying to carve something...... Or erase something. He was completely powerless to resist, but he finally managed to regain his consciousness in the severe pain.

He gasped sharply and opened his eyes desperately.

There was light in front of him, but there was no temperature, like a cold flame of light created by magic. In his ears was Is's angry and eager voice, only to be indistinct by the sharp tinnitus.

My heart is beating so fast that I'm almost exhausted. He shook his head, his eyes dry as if he had rubbed into a handful of sand, tears pouring out uncontrollably as he tried to open them. He struggled to get up, but his body was like an weathered rock, heavy and fragile, as if it would crumble into pieces if he lifted it.

A hand over his eyes pressed him down.

“...... Breathe!" Iss said.

This time he heard clearly.

He lay there motionless, breathing obediently and hard, suppressing the fear in his heart and the roaring power in his body, surging to the point of collapse.

When his heart stopped beating like a mad wild horse, he was dragged up by Is, and staggered to the window.

The cold sweat all over his body seemed to freeze in the cold wind of midnight, and he shivered from the cold. He looked out the window blankly and saw a huge full moon, pale and cold.

His heart pounded so hard that he almost broke his ribs. For a moment he thought he was still in a dream...... He'd better still be in a dream.

The night in Stonebuch has never been so bright, as bright as day...... Like a gloomy rainy day, depressing, but there is a kind of tranquility before the explosion of palpitations.

There are two moons above the black canopy.

One was small, half-curved, like a stiffly cracked, smirking mouth, and one was large, round, white to transparent, like an indifferently opened eye.

“...... Originally, there were two moons in the sky. I don't know how long it took for Ed to speak, "I remember you saying that. ”

He tried to convince himself that it wasn't really a big deal...... But it's a bit hard.

The door was slammed open. Nana lunged like a ball, slammed into Is's leg, and spun away before Iss could pick it up, squeaking and screaming with excitement.

An exclamation came from the room on the other side of the hallway. Without thinking, Ed turned around and ran over - Tess Shepard wasn't going to be called such a girl just because there was an extra moon in the sky.

The door to the room over there hadn't even opened, and something had already escaped.

It was a dog...... A wolf.

The white wolf, with its long fluffy fur and fluffy hair, was so clean that it glowed, and its big heavy tail wagged happily like a dog, almost shaking out of the shadow.

“...... North?!" Ed shouted.

The big dog was ecstatic and ran into him...... It slammed straight into his body again.

It looks so real, it's no longer the translucent it was the last time it appeared, but it's just a soul after all.

Behind Ed, Nana, who had spotted her new partner, let out an even louder, piercing scream, and rolled down the stairs after North.

"Wait...... Tess, call your dog back!" Narya also ran out, and her headache was cracked by the howl of the ghost crying wolf in the house, "Nana!

She actually likes the excitement at home...... But it's also too lively!