NOVPUBIn the high-dimensional observation space.
Although the Bingxue Witch was still occasionally watched by High Priest Loren and the Paladin, she had learned to withstand this pressure.
Upon reaching the negative fourth layer, one could indeed see, from certain perspectives, that Hyperion was a delicate child at heart. She might be led astray for a time, subject to confusion, but this would not change the fundamental purity and kindness in her heart.
The Bingxue Witch could not see the illusions conjured up by Hyperion, only those who remained motionless on the negative fourth layer.
On this level, souls who experience the [Falling gentle hometown] spell for the first time need a very long time to potentially free themselves.
The spell presents an impossible dream yet allows the dreamer to experience it with unparalleled authenticity.
Sometimes, even knowing it’s fake, they’d still want to deceive themselves for one more glance, one more second.
Moreover, [Falling gentle hometown] is ultimate magic, perfected by a ninth-order Great Demon of the ancient times using its innate magic.
For that ancient Great Demon, it was a ninth-order spell capable of indiscriminate mass control.
Although the control of time may occasionally be unstable, in actual combat, the spell often has drastic, irrational effects enough to turn the tide of battle.
While these thoughts occupied the Bingxue Witch, she suddenly noticed a girl with black hair and green eyes lying on the ground of the negative fourth layer standing up.
Her eyes were very calm.
There was no sign of indulgence in the preceding dream, just like an unusual experience.
"Stepping out of [Falling gentle hometown], one either lamented, or was scared, but why does this girl seem like she’s been awake for a long time?"
Bingxue Witch looked puzzled at the girl with black hair and green eyes.
She couldn’t understand the girl’s mental state.
This girl woke up even before the jailer who had entered the dream world.
Could the girl in the dream have confused the jailer’s mind who is still awake?
Bingxue Witch was full of doubts, she never heard of such conditions.
Maybe the High Priest and the Paladin on the other side of the high-dimensional space didn’t know what kind of magic [Falling gentle hometown] is, but the Bingxue Witch knew more than enough about the trials of the Great Demon Clan to realize how absurd the phenomenon she was witnessing was!
The Bingxue Witch completely didn’t understand how Hyperion, in the short time she had been in the Protoss Empire, had found a weird girl like this.
Compared to Hyperion, it was this girl with black hair and green eyes who looked more like a true princess of the Demon Race.
"Could it be Talia’s?" 𝑛𝘰𝘷𝑝𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝘮
The Bingxue Witch couldn’t help guessing.
No, even if Talia left descendants, she must have found a bing unnatural being to give birth to such a talented descendant.
Talia, at least, never showed the Bingxue Witch such an eerie aura.
The more the Bingxue Witch thought about it, the stranger it seemed.
Besides, the Bingxue Witch didn’t understand why she would inexplicably associate this black-haired, green-eyed human girl with Talia, whom she hadn’t seen for a hundred years.
It couldn’t be that Talia, like Isatia, caught a prince in some human kingdom, could it?
...
As the dream world like a utopia started to collapse due to an error, Warden Selena looked around in confusion.
Each word that the black-haired, green-eyed boy had just said was shaking her spirit, as if it was destroying and negating everything she had.
If the ninth-order [Falling gentle hometown] was just a game in the eyes of that boy, then who would dominate the negative fourth layer after they returned to reality?
If they were nothing but ants and he was a giant even in the field of illusion, then what was the point of their lives and the happiness they had finally found?
Prison Warden Selena was afraid that in such a state, she would fall prey to the magic of [Fallen Wonderland] at any moment. The magic could seize the chance to let her escape reality and forget everything.
Soon, Selena realized that she had awakened again and had returned to the familiar minus fourth level of Herram Prison.
However, at that moment, she found a pair of bright green eyes staring straight at her.
The stare appeared to be very concerned about her. The other party had even elegantly kneeled on the ground to accommodate her, who was half-crouching and lost in the dream realm.
Startled, Selena plopped herself down on the floor.
"What are you trying to do?"
Prison Warden Selena knew full well that the prison rules prohibited attacks on other guards; her one-time warning had already been used up.
She would never win over the black-haired green-eyed girl in the [Fallen Wonderland] illusion.
If she left herself off the floor she was currently on, she would instantly fall into the illusion.
If her sober self couldn’t win over the girl in her dreams, Selena couldn’t even begin to imagine what her shameful state would be exposed to and how she would end up being played by the black-haired, green-eyed girl if she invaded her dreams.
Even if she didn’t move a step, when the cooling time of the current floor ended, she would find herself in the dream realm!
She was in a panic.
"Relax, I won’t peek into any dreams of yours that you don’t want me to see," the black-haired green-eyed girl said in a soft voice.
"Eh?"
Selena was certain that this brat controlled her in the dream world, and yet she chose to let her go?
Couldn’t the other party see that she intended harm when she invaded her dreams previously?
"You previously asked me what I hoped would be a good thing to happen today. I told you I wish you could be happy. It was a genuine answer, whether in reality or in a dream, it’s the same," the Great Love Poet didn’t move, but slowed down her speech when talking to Selena.
It was as if she was trying to tell Selena she didn’t enjoy kicking someone while they were down and disdained using [Fallen Wonderland] to subdue her.
"...What are you trying to express? Are you pitying me or are you threatening me?" Selena leaned back cautiously, trying to get as far away from the black-haired, green-eyed girl as possible.
"Neither."
The Great Love Poet shook her head with her eyes closed,
"I simply do not like to see others’ misfortune."
"Hypocrite! Don’t think for a moment that acting like this would convince me you spared me!"
At the black-haired green-eyed girl’s words, Selena drummed up the courage to sneer in response, as though her initial reaction was to snap back,
"Do you really understand what happiness and misfortune are? Do you understand what I have experienced in the past?!"
Selena asked, agitated. She felt that the girl was in a position where she didn’t bear any consequences.
Those standing on the riverbank have no right to calmly direct those drowning in the river!
She believed no one likes to see others’ misfortune.
Because happiness is relative; seeing others’ misfortune makes us feel fortunate, and seeing others’ happiness might make us realize our own misfortune.
Are you some kind of noble saint? Pretentiously stating that you can’t stand others’ misfortune!
