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Chapter 494: The Daydream Quill
Chapter 494: The Daydream Quill
A burst of golden light flashed before his eyes, and Vid found himself in a dazzling living room after the peculiar tug of the Portkey. The space seemed to be filled with books and all sorts of peculiar objects, yet they maintained a harmonious order. Vid hesitated to move, fearing that even a slight gesture might set off a domino effect.
"Ah, you've arrived", Nick Lamer's voice came from behind a pile of books. "Sorry, I lost track of time. I was... oh, heavens!"
The old man let out a pained cry, and Vid tilted his head curiously to see a figure moving behind the books.
After finding a spot to step on, Vid walked over and discovered an elderly man with silver-white hair and a ghostly pale complexion struggling with a silver, ornately carved teapot. The teapot was angrily hopping around on the ground, and Nick Lamer was trying to keep it under control with one hand. However, the lid flew off and hit his nose, only to be easily deflected by a spell.
The lid, which had been about to strike again, landed with a clatter on the ground and was caught by Nick Lamer, who then stuffed both the teapot and the lid into a box.
"Finally, I didn't expect... that a teapot would one day attack me..."
Leaning on his waist, Nick Lamer struggled to stand up, and Vid quickly offered a hand to help. He didn't dare to use too much force, as the arm felt as brittle as a cornflake, as if it might break at the slightest touch.
"Thank you, my boy", Lemer's voice was hoarse. "Welcome to my home, but be careful. Most things here have their own temper, and you need to... yes, you need to be cautious."
As he spoke, he circled his injured finger with his other hand, and Vid watched as the slightly deformed finger returned to its original shape.
Vid raised an eyebrow.
The finger had looked like it was broken, yet not a drop of blood had spilled, and there was no internal bleeding.
Nick Lamer was 664 years old. Though still alive, his body had become extremely fragile due to the passage of time, making it as brittle as a dry twig.
Eternal life didn't seem very appealing; it felt more like a curse.
Vid didn't show his thoughts, just helped Lemer sit down and asked curiously, "This teapot must be one of your creations. It actually attacks you?"
"Anything with a mind has its own temper. It's impossible for it to unconditionally and consistently love its creator."
Lemer sighed, "Of course, I can't blame it. I kept it locked up for too long... When I moved, I put it in a box and accidentally forgot... for about two hundred years, I think?"
Vid was speechless.
Anyone, even a teapot, would be furious after being locked up for two centuries.
He now thought that breaking just one finger was quite considerate on the teapot's part.
"Please, have a seat. I apologize for the mess in my home—I've been tidying up recently."
Lemer waved his wand, and the clutter in the room shuffled to the walls, clearing a small space in the middle. A chair, freed from a thick leather book, hopped over to Vid.
Vid was knocked back into his chair and couldn't help but sit down. He then took out a gift he had prepared in advance and said, "Mr. Lamer, this is a small token of my appreciation. I made it myself and hope you'll like it."
"Oh?"
Nick Lamer took the wooden box with interest, gently pushed open the lid, and saw a slender quill pen lying on a black velvet lining.
"A quill pen?"
"I've been learning how to craft magical quill pens from Professor Mori recently. This is one of my creations."
Vid smiled. "It's not much, just a simple little toy."
He leaned closer to Lamer to explain, "I used a curlwing demon's feather from its head, a ground bat's tooth, moonstone powder, devil's snare spores, and mandrake juice. Of course, the most important part is the daydream charm."
"Just write a rough description on paper, like 'a palace filled with endless delicacies,' and the writer will enter a corresponding daydream, lasting from one to thirty minutes."
"To wake up from the dream, just say, 'This isn't real,' and you'll be back."
The daydream charm has existed for a long time and wasn't invented by Vid. Reciting the charm alone can also induce a highly realistic daydream, but the content can be somewhat unpredictable.
For example, someone might want to enter a dream where they're in a romantic embrace with a beautiful woman, but halfway through, the woman might suddenly turn into a skull, then a muscular woman, and finally, the dreamer might wake up while being chased by fire crabs.
People can't control their subconscious, and thus can't control the manifestation of their fantasies.
Vid's quill pen makes these unpredictable daydreams more specific and more controllable.
"Ah… an interesting idea", Nick Lamer said with a smile. "Perfect for daydreaming during a boring class."
"As I said, it's just a toy", Vid replied with a laugh. "But if used for studying, you can review books you've read in your dreams or memorize large amounts of content in a short time."
"Can I try it?" Lamer asked, holding the quill.
"Of course", Vid gestured.
Nick Lamer casually pulled out a piece of parchment and, holding the quill, shakily wrote a line. Vid turned away, not wanting to peek at the daydream Lamer was writing for himself.
The daydream quill doesn't need ink; it already has a full reservoir inside. When the ink runs out, the quill becomes useless.
However, the quill Nick Lamer received had a hidden expansion charm, allowing it to hold enough ink to last a long time.
After Lamer finished with a period, the words on the parchment glowed faintly and suddenly flew off the page, like a swarm of fireflies, settling on Lamer's head and disappearing in a flurry of starlight.
Lamer leaned back in his armchair, his head slightly lowered, eyes half-closed, as if daydreaming. In reality, he had already entered the daydream he had created for himself.
A few minutes later, he murmured, "This isn't real."
Then, Lamer shivered and woke up from his dream.
(End of Chapter)
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