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(Blade of Dawn)
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What horrible weather.
I had planned on taking you for a tour around Kantland.
It's fine.
A stormy day gives me a better sense of security at home.
The viscountess's health makes one worry.
What illness befell her?
You...
You've seen her?
She looks very pale.
My poor Lilith.
Her illness rendered her unable to see sunlight.
She can only stay inside the tower in the north all day.
And so
I've planted a lot of magic herbs
to cure her.
Are you sure she is ill?
She greeted me this morning
and didn't look to be suffering from illness.
No...
Have I gotten it all wrong?
A life of 50 years
is just like a dream.
If I guess correctly,
she always wakes up earlier than you and goes to bed after you.
The servants are her pen, and the butler is her letter.
Though you don't see her, you know exactly where she is
and what she wishes for.
You can always feel her gently whispering to you.
Victor,
assuming she truly is by your side,
are you willing to wake up?
My lord,
it's time to take your medicine.
It, it was a pleasure to have breakfast with you.
Please excuse me.
Philip,
follow him.
Amber,
wake up.
Get up for overtime.
The dreamer has perceived the second level of consciousness.
There's weakness in the barrier
surrounding his subconscious mind.
The computing nodes are under attack.
Am I dreaming of her?
Or am I inside her dream?
Risk of exposure exceeds 50%.
Prioritize the secrecy of the computing nodes!
A life of 50 years
is just like a dream.
Carter, are you real?
My lord!
My lord!
Give him this medicine
then go find the priest.
Yes, my lord.
What?
The viscount is dead?
Not yet but he's dying.
Looks like the one who colluded
with the Eversleeper to control Kantland is Carter!
He's worried Victor would wake up
so he killed him.
To assassinate him now
seems too much of a coincidence.
Philip.
Did Carter run towards the tower?
No, he ran towards the back of the castle.
My lord.
The butler Carter has disappeared.
Search carefully at the area where the butler disappeared.
You might just hit a jackpot.
I thought you would choose a clear day to visit me, my lord.
I thought so too.
But something popped up.
Victor got assassinated.
But this isn't news to you.
Correct?
My lord duke,
a morning joke like this is not funny.
First, you make a person suspicious
then you make him disappear.
This way, you can push all the blame onto him.
But this dream you wove has flaws.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Flaw number one:
A kind-hearted lord
who visits his residents' farm and medicine field every year
turns a blind eye to the dilapidated road.
Flaw number two:
Whenever you, the viscountess, is mentioned,
the viscount becomes visibly sluggish and vacant.
It looked like he was being fed with artificial memories.
Besides the people here have different opinions of you.
Clearly,
my sudden visit
has caused a disturbance in the logic of this dream
and you didn't have time to readjust the settings.
Flaw number three is that lantern.
Coincidentally, I've seen it before.
And I even know that it has become a magic item
used by the Eversleeper to create dreams.
I'm guessing you are the true master of this dream.
What do you really want?
I'm only here to tell you a story.
This story began 30 years ago
on a night pouring with heavy rain.
The young viscount was riding
on a carriage speeding through the rain.
Inside the carriage were his wife and son.
Perhaps the road was slippery
or perhaps someone scared the horses
and caused the carriage to slip over the mountain stream.
This viscount and his son instantly perished.
His unfortunate wife
was evidently unable to accept this tragedy and trauma.
So she chose to die,
so her husband and son would survive.
At least that was what the Eversleeper promised her.
You accepted the power of an Eversleeper
and recreated your husband inside a dream.
You even made him
the lord of this dream castle for 30 years.
Madam,
it's time to wake up.
My lord duke,
you shouldn't come here.
If you had acted like nothing happened,
wouldn't that be much better?
In the last 30 years,
Victor has managed the domain well, hasn't he?
What do you gain
by destroying everything?
You've used the lives
of countless refugees to sustain everything
and it is about to endanger every single person on this land.
Destroying it
is the biggest gain for me!
How do you destroy a dream,
my lord?
An Eversleeper needs to meet two conditions
at the same time to sustain a dream.
First, a large number of brain servants are required
to provide a steady flow of mental computing power.
Looks like Philip has found the site where the spell is cast
and cut off the origin of the computing power.
Your dream cannot be sustained for much longer.
The second condition to sustain the dream
is the lantern inside the dream.
How unfortunate.
The real lantern isn't here.
Indeed. That is a considerably important magic item.
Where else can be safer than Shadow Realm?
Correct?
Why overtime again?
This overtime is worthwhile.
You'll just be doing what you do best.
Tell me.
Where is Kant family's mausoleum?
I'm not telling you to raid their tomb.
What is it then?
Steal that lantern hidden inside Shadow Realm.
From now on, overtime pay starts at 10 times the usual salary.
Boss, help!
That works?
Those who died will return.
Not only will they only return within the dream,
they will also return in reality.
Without sustenance and lantern,
the dream returns to dust.
Reality did not give me much.
Can't it let me live inside the dream?
The price for this dream is too heavy.
You've sacrificed too many innocent lives.
If myths are the start of faith in God,
then for me,
the myth of Belmont is the end of my dream.
My lord duke,
did you think you've won?
My son has come home.
The pain of waking up from a dream is so real.
I never knew pain could bring me joy.
Can I get off work now?
What's wrong?
Something is coming.
H-How did it get out of the Shadow Realm?
Those who died will return.
Not only will they return within the dream but also in reality.
You actually spent 30 years to accumulate
an enormous amount of magic power
to shape a body for this monster inside the dream.
As the heir of the Kant family,
inheriting the family property and glory
is something you can never stop.
Things born out of a dark ceremony can only be a monster.
If it comes out, the entire domain will suffer!
Make it stop now!
It's too late.
We can finally reunite in reality.
Lilith.
Darling,
why are you here?
I've come to see you,
to see myself
and to see
our son.
No! You cannot come here. You cannot come here!
Dear, please don't interfere with my mind.
I should've guessed that this was all a nightmare you've woven.
A nightmare? How can this be a nightmare?
This is our only hope to reunite as family!
At the same time the Eversleeper revived us within the dream,
he also demanded a great number of brain servants from us.
We were supposed to be a shield that protects the commoners.
We were supposed to be the wall they rely on to live in peace.
But now we're accomplices to the Eversleeper.
We seem alive but we keep living in fear
just like a puppet living inside a dream.
I would rather wake up and face my own death.
Lilith.
Will you wake up with me?
Victor.
When can we wake up?
You're already awake, aren't you,
my dear?
Thank you for your help, Duke Galway Cecil.
You came in time to dispel the dark clouds over this land
before my soul completely fall into darkness
and everything becomes irreversible.
So, we've been dealing with three dead people all along?
Perhaps the most tactless thing to do in this world
is to forcibly wake a person who is pretending to be asleep.
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