Chapter 10: The Gate of Dreams
On the battlefield of the Empire.
The Okad army has fallen into disarray. I don't know who shouted in the middle of the battle, "Thales City has been counterattacked", "Snow Falls City has also been recaptured by the Empire", "We are now in a dilemma", which made many soldiers enter a state of panic.
Some commanders tried to motivate their soldiers with "then we should fight on our backs", but with little success. The reserves were at a loss, and the front armies engaged with the Imperial Army barely held the line, but with the Knights of the Elrios Dossier into battle, there were already signs of collapse in a few places.
The Secret Ritual warriors rushed back and forth on the battlefield. The spellcasters on Okaad's side tried to stop them, but under the cover of the Arcane casters of the Empire and the Powers of Law, a handful of high-level arcane warriors were able to free up their hands to attack Okad's rank-and-file troops. The Empire's side had no fewer spellcasters than Okad's side, and the battle between the spellcasters on both sides fell into a brief scorch.
"Where's the 'Emperor of the Eternal Night'?" Admiral Armstrong roared, and the spellcaster, whom he regarded as his trump card, was nowhere to be seen, "And why is the undead army only half invested?" β
"The reins of the undead are in the hands of Lord Pale Moon," the adjutant gritted his teeth, "he said it wasn't time yet......
"It's not time yet!" Admiral Armstrong roared, "Damn Erios traitor! β
"There are two battle mages in charge of moving the fortress who have decided that 'in this case, you can no longer listen to the orders of the Pale Moon', and open the fortress and release the undead troops," the adjutant said in a low voice, "but they can't command the undead perfectly. The undead have little desire to attack, and are reluctant to pass through places where the sun is strong...... The dragon that Prince Dimi incarnated was dealing with themβ"
"Enough!" Admiral Armstrong stopped the adjutant's nagging, "We'll do it ourselves." Let the musket battalion go up and hold the flanks, all the reserves are ready, the spellbreakers are at the front, and we break through from the middle! β
"But......" The adjutant was shocked.
Trigger a bloody scuffle...... Even if it wins, it will be a pyrrhic victory.
"We still have a chance to win," Armstrong said, "and if we don't inspire the courage of the soldiers, the soldiers will collapse before the caster." Do you still want to attack the Imperial Capital now? This is already the best result! Let them see that the Okadians are also bloody! β
At this point, Armstrong didn't know ...... At this time, the high-level spellcasters of the blue ocean also faintly felt the changes in the sea of clouds. His ability to control spells seems to be less handy than in the past. Many people have already retreated.
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Thousands of meters away from the Donoz Sea.
Fran and Melia cautiously entered the spatial passage and went to the plane of the gods of the gods, the age of the gods.
In the era of the sea of clouds, this dreamy kingdom of gods was also shattered, and mortals who could only come here in a dream can now set foot on this dream land with their own hands. It's just that it's now shattered, and it's no longer the psychedelic spirit it had when the god of dreams ruled.
Years ago, Mr. Palamedes had visited the area with his wife in search of materials for the staff. It was here that Mr. Palamedes' wife conceived her daughter, Melia...... This led directly to the death of the female mage.
The Land of Dreams longs for souls born here. Melia's mother sacrificed herself to prevent her daughter's soul from being taken from the Land of Dreams.
And now...... Melia returned to her mother's soul.
β¦β¦
"Consistent with the calculations, this is the only 'seal' location that is not on the main material plane of the Seeran continent." Fran muttered to herself.
Whether it is the sea of clouds or the magic net, the power of the main material plane alone cannot operate perfectly, and nodes other than that are needed.
Fran also understood...... Why is it that he and Melia are in charge of this "seal".
In Mr. Palamedes' notes, the land of dreams is a land of change. In one day, the seasons change; From tenderness to sweet dreams to terrifying nightmares, it only takes a moment; The goblins dance, but even the most beautiful and friendly goblins seem to have a trap in their words.
If the god of dreams is still around, there may still be a vague rule to be found in many dreams. Today, even the most basic laws of the shattered dream world are a fog of fickleness.
It's just that...... Fran and Melia had been in the house for a long time, but they were not in any danger.
Fran held the Staff of Altusa, with Melia following behind her. Overhead, there was a gentle "warm sun", birds and flowers everywhere, and even the two of them could clearly hear the flowers singing at their feet.
Everything here makes Melia feel familiar and familiar.
Was it because she was supposed to be a resident here? Fran thought. Even I, who have been approved by the "Staff of Altusai", will not be rejected here?
β¦β¦
Finally.
The two came to the place where the "seal" was.
It was a lone gray stone in the meadow.
Melia touched the stone lightly. Contrary to the expected coldness, it has a mild hint of heat.
"Let's prepare for the ceremony." Fran said.
Melia hesitated.
"Somebody's here." Melia said calmly.
"What?"
"From here," said Melia, "go ten steps in this direction, then turn left and take five steps." Then a new area will appear on the opposite side. That man...... We need to come to the rescue. β
Flan was confused, but did so. She blessed herself with a defensive spell, then took ten steps forward, then turned left, and when she sat down on the fifthβ
"It's true." Fran whispered.
Directly west of the boulder, a verdant bamboo forest appeared out of thin air in front of the two of them. The bamboo forest is so abundant that it seems difficult to walk an inch.
"Use a spell like 'vaporize form,'" Melia said, "don't hurt the bamboo." If you accidentally touch the bamboo leaves, apologize to 'them'. Those bamboo leaves...... Possess wisdom. β
"That...... Who are you trying to save? Fran asked.
"Right in the middle of the bamboo grove," Melia said, "he's locked in by the secret art that imprisons his soul. Untie him, and he will be able to leave. β
Fran nodded. She trusted Melia's "instincts" here. Turning into an ethereal mist, Fran gently "floated" into the bamboo forest.
Melia was left alone by the boulder. She touched the stone and felt like she was finally home.
If only she could bring her mother back, Melia thought. But no. The mother's soul has become one with this dream world.
But...... His Majesty the Pope, who was sealed in that bamboo forest, still had time to be saved. It should be that the "prison master" is suspicious and has transferred the imprisoned old pope here.
β¦β¦ Wait a minute.
Just now, there was indeed an extra piece of information in her mind, telling her how to make the hidden bamboo forest appear, and the scene of the old pope being imprisoned in it.
It's just that...... Why do you know that the old man with kind eyes is the old pope of the Holy See?
Melia closed her eyes. Brand new ...... Or rather, the memories she should have had came flooding back to her mind.
Goth deceived the world and made everyone forget their identity as a mage. After that, even if he regained his ability to cast spells, people's memories didn't really come back.
What is lost cannot be recovered on your own. But in the land of dreams, which cannot be affected by this conceptual spell...... In the dream, memories of Goth remained.
The bits and pieces of getting along with Goth gradually came to Melia's mind.
First encounter in the Floating City. She encounters an unexpected danger during an experiment, and Goth does everything he can to save her.
After the battle of Black Floating City, the two thought each other was dead and tried to live with their memories.
And later, meet again under the night lights.
The days and nights that made Melia feel sweet from the bottom of her heart...... Every scene Melia remembers vividly.
Is this also a gift from my mother?
At the same time, there are also memories of her as a saint of the Holy See.
Performing magic requires the power of "love" and "faith". As long as Goth doesn't exist, no matter how much Yunhai favors Melia, he won't choose her as a saint. And now, when Melia remembers all that Goths had to do, her lost magical powers slowly return.
β¦β¦ The sea of clouds that slowly descended re-selected his holy daughter. The sea of clouds rejoiced and allowed Melia to use her powers once again.
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Melia opened her eyes.
There were tears in the corners of her eyes.
So that's the truth, Melia thought.
But...... It's not enough to think about it yourself.
"O land of dreams," she whispered, "please allow me to make one last trespasser. Allow me to take with me all the memories of John Goth...... Get out of here. β
This over-the-top request brought the entire Dream Land to a second's pause. Just when Melia was worried about whether the Dream Land would turn around, she felt the Dream Land's answer.
That's "permission".
In the dreams of the world, there is a reality that has been forgotten. Nothing will disappear forever, and even if everyone forgets it, the reality of the dream remains intact. Melia's shimmering fingertips touched the boulder, and a pebble-sized stone was detached from it.
The matter of the dream world is often associated with some kind of abstraction in the main material plane.
β¦β¦ Inside this stone are all the memories of the dream world related to "Master John Goth".
Then the others might remember John, Melia thought. Merely...... With this weight alone, how many people's memories can be restored, and to what extent......
John always wanted one person to carry all the burdens. You think you can do it all on your own, but you ignore it......
Forgetting β never happiness.
Making others forget about their existence is not the way to make others happy. It's just an escape. This time, it was important for John to look this reality in the face. The burden of reality will never be left alone again.
On the other side, Fran had already returned with the old Pope.
"Wonderful magic." The old pope said mildly.
"Melia?" Fran watched in disbelief as Melia and Oishi interacted.
Suddenly, the entire dream world trembled slightly.
"Fall of the Sea of Clouds...... Even here it has been affected," said Melia, knowing everything well as having regained her knowledge of the saints, "and we must hurry. β