Chapter 651: This is Clearly Not a Decent Dream
Chapter 651: This is Clearly Not a Decent Dream
What the hell is this B-grade stuff? Am I not here to watch a circus?
As Leon the Thousand-Eyed Monster held the ring with a bewildered expression, feeling that something was amiss, the Princess on the bed held a folding fan, shielding her flushed face with modesty, and then, with a shy gaze, she said:
"This time, you've shown more sincerity than before, but it's still not enough. You haven't completely moved me. If you want to come up, then... Hey? Where are you going? Come back!"
Something's not right! Everything seems off!
After tossing the ring in his hand to the Princess, Lyon, without knowing when, changed into a fitted tailcoat and stood up from the carpet with a start. He began to look around with a cautious gaze.
This place resembles Princess Veronica's bedroom, but compared to his memory, there are many differences.
The desk and filing cabinet, which originally occupied the center of the bedroom, taking up the most space, had been moved to the northeast corner of the room. In their place stood a beautifully crafted six-fold screen.
On the camphor wood coat rack behind the screen, not only were Princess Veronica's clothes hung, but there were also several sets of finely crafted men's garments. Judging by their size and style, they seemed to fit Lyon's physique perfectly, and all daily items had also been doubled.
So... is this about what happens after our marriage next month?
Hold on, isn't the wedding next month? What am I doing here? How did I end up in this place? And before that, what was I about to do?
...
He's already starting to doubt?
Seeing the confusion in Lyon's eyes and sensing the subtle changes in his clothing, the Aquarius Director frowned.
A dream is a world where rationality and common sense are stripped away, where one is completely freed from all restraints, and where instincts and the subconscious take full control. A person's cognitive abilities in a dream are weakened to the extreme, making it difficult to notice logical inconsistencies.
Moreover, with the Crow's Chaos ability suppressing him, Lyon, a second-class Cleaner, should have been completely overwhelmed by the dream realm, unable to detect any issues.
However, the current Lyon was not accepting his dream identity; instead, he actively began to think and even doubted the dream's validity. If left unchecked, it wouldn't be long before he broke free from the dream.
"Crow!"
After calling out once, the Aquarius Director impatiently urged:
"You're a True Deity, yet you can't suppress the consciousness of a second-class Cleaner? Hurry up and restrain his thoughts. He's about to realize this is just a dream!"
You're talking nonsense!
The Crow Masked Man's teeth clenched in frustration at the Aquarius Director's dissatisfaction.
I want to increase the intensity, but the Blood-Red Lady is right here. If she notices something amiss, you can just walk away, but I might get skinned alive by her!
"Hurry up! We can't let them discover it's a dream; otherwise, I'll take action!"
"You..." He glared at the Aquarius Director and, with his life force restrained by the Crow Masked Man, could only curse the Aquarius Director's ancestors in his mind while reluctantly complying. He extended his hand towards Lyon, who was frowning and deep in thought within the dream.
"Caw... Caw..."
Accompanied by two slightly hoarse crow calls, the Crow Masked Man's outstretched arm suddenly split into several glossy black crows.
His five fingernails grew and curved, transforming into hard and slender yellowish beaks. The pea-sized round scars on the sides of his fingers changed into five pairs of dark-colored pupils, embedded like gemstones on both sides of the crows' heads, their gazes locked with the Crow Masked Man's.
"Go! Go!"
"Gaah!"
The Raven-masked man with a missing right hand let out two loud roars, and these strangely-shaped raven birds flew away from his side. With a loud squawk, they flapped their wings vigorously and dove into the dream before them like a baby swallow returning to its nest.
At the same time, Princess Veronica, dressed in a man's shirt, hurriedly jumped down from the bed, her face filled with worry as she hugged Lyon's arm.
"Darling, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Lyon winced...
As the princess squeezed... his arm, Lyon shuddered slightly, then spoke with a serious expression, "Wait a moment before you shout! I feel something is off right now, this might be..."
"Gaah!!!"
Just as Lyon was about to voice his judgment, five ravens flew into the dream, but without actual physical bodies. They squawked silently and collided with his back, then seemed to sink into his body like falling into water.
Once they entered Lyon's body, these ravens with chaotic wings immediately rushed into the depths of his heart without hesitation. Countless black wings intertwined, forming a small ink-black sky that forcibly suppressed the spark of insight that had just appeared in Lyon's mind.
This might be... what kind of dream was this?
Lyon, with his thoughts and words stuck, turned around in great discomfort and asked Princess Veronica, "What's that thing that ordinary people often do at night, something that affects their sleep quality?"
"Oh!"
Upon hearing Lyon's question, Princess Veronica's face turned red, and she couldn't help but twist his side.
"You're so naughty~"
"???"
What did I do wrong? What's wrong with this question? "Alright, you're so childish! Isn't what I said enough?"
Seeing that Lyon was still 'putting on an act', Princess Veronica couldn't help but bite her lip, her face as if powdered, and whispered, "What you're talking about is what we're about to do... some... some daily intimacies between couples..."
"..."
"Continue?"
"Wait a moment before continuing... I mean, that's not what I wanted to say."
Lyon unconsciously drew in a breath of cold air and quickly shook his head, "The thing I'm talking about happens occasionally, but when I'm especially tired during the day, it won't happen. I'll just sleep straight through the night."
"That's right, when I'm tired during the day, it's indeed harder to get in the mood."
"..."
"Don't waste time, continue quickly! I have work to do tomorrow."
"Wait a moment, don't move yet!"
Grabbing Princess Veronica's right hand, Lyon stopped her from unbuttoning his buttons. Unable to recall how to describe a "dream," Lyon racked his brains and gestured, "I'm not talking about this. What I'm referring to happens after falling asleep, and sometimes I even wake up from it."
"Huh? Even after falling asleep?"
"???"
"If you really want to, then you can try it."
After saying this sentence, Princess Veronica's face turned red with shame. She quickly put the ring back into Lyon's hand and urged him, "You haven't finished the scene where you repeatedly confess your love, then out of love turns to hate, and you night raid the palace to defile me. Continue!"
"..."
(End of Chapter)
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