Chapter 95 – Vs Dream Lord Lilith

“I really promised you, Master!”
“Okay, so come down quickly!”

Artyn landed slowly toward the dense pink mist surrounding the cocoon, carrying Al’Miraj, who had been whimpering until the end. As Maggie felt more intense as he approached, Artin furrowed his brow. I don’t think this is too hard

“I hope this works… !”

The rune of sealing he took out of his inventory, though he was Artin aiming for a fluke like when he first entered.

“Huh? Look at that! It seems to work!”
“… No, it’s a little lacking. I don’t think it will be too difficult.”

The pink mist only faded to some extent after seeing the power of Lilith sleeping in the sealing rune, but it did not open the way at once like before. Artin clicked his tongue and moved slowly towards his mist.

“Now, if you want to break it, you can break it, but… “
“If you can break it, can’t you just break it? Let’s break the fog and take Miss Violet from the cocoon!”

Artin shook his head at Al’Miraj’s bold, thoughtless words. Pushing with force is not only difficult in real life, but things are different if it is within the unconsciousness of others.

“As I said before, if you carelessly touch something inside your unconscious, Violet could be in danger. As with the fog, you shouldn’t destroy that cocoon carelessly.”
“Then how… ?”
“In the end, I have to spend time and use mana to dismantle the weakened power.”

Of course, dismantling the dream lord’s powers in a dream is generally nonsense. Even the slightest mishandling may cause the power to run out of control, and in the worst case, it is a dangerous thing that can lead to the death of both those who have invaded the unconscious and the owner of the unconscious.

Therefore, the members of the Demon King’s army who have done the most named kills are the strongest black dragon Carzione, who is famous for his personality, Ammosus, the admiral of the deep sea who fights endlessly plundering human lands, and the Lich who is called the second-in-command of the Demon Lord’s army. It was Lilith, not even Harmon.

No matter how strong a being is, there is a weak part in the unconscious, and that’s why the moment that many heroes of this world were caught off guard, Lilith’s authority, or rather, the interference of Lilith’s subordinates, caused their minds to be shattered and become crippled.

‘…So, I have to save Violet now.’

However, Artin was different. He fought against the demon king army several times, and in the process, he was directly attacked by the power of the dream lord himself.

And in that many experiences, Artin endlessly analyzed the power of the dreamer, and as a result, he was able to understand some of the power of the dreamer even though he was not a dreamer.

Even now, as she slowly stretched out her hand toward the pink mist, she was able to analyze the authority based on the flow of the mist trying to engulf her. And he was sure, that it would take him a little time, and he could dismantle this weakened power.

“..Teacher!? Your hand is being eaten by the fog! Dangerous!”
“Wait, I’m not getting eaten, I’m making it mine.”

At Artin’s words his, quietly closing his eyes and concentrating on the sensations in his fingertips his, Al’Miraj felt uneasy, but he did not express it any further.

Two months in a dream, Artin, who at first was just a friend of the monarch and therefore a frightening existence to be seen well, was no longer a simple stranger. The best teacher who filled his self-esteem by fixing his flaws that he had suffered all his life.

As much as Artin said, Al’Miraj blindly trusted Artin’s words and watched Artin’s work with his bated breath as he concentrated on dismantling the fog. And as if to repay that trust, the pink mist slowly began to disappear.

“The fog is disappearing, Master! You did it!”

Al’Miraj let out a sigh of relief at the sight and relaxed her, then realized something was wrong.

“Teacher? Something is wrong. Mages are coming from around.”
“..I felt it too, that I won’t let you go easily.”

Artin, who noticed that a huge number of demons were coming from outside the unconscious where they came from, clicked his tongue. Al’Miraj, who is naturally more sensitive than Unikor, could not have noticed, but she was caught off guard.

‘I was caught off guard too, there’s no way that cunning bitch Lilith would let us quietly save Violet.’

“Thirty… Fifty… Seventy… Hundred?! My God, how many people are coming?”

While Al’Miraz panicked, the peak the Artins had crossed collapsed, and the sight of Lilith’s army coming from behind began to come into view.

The black puppet monsters that filled the ground were demons called Dream Maws that gnaw at people’s minds in their dreams. And the beings who led them were about 10 dreamers, and all of them were intermediate-level dreamers or higher.

“S-Master… What?! Too many! Shouldn’t I run away?”

Frightened by the sight, Al’Miraz looked at Artin urgently. Just as rice bows its head when it is ripe, Al’Miraj, who had been taught how to fight magic for two months by Artin, was learning grounds from unfounded confidence. And with that many demons, it seemed impossible for them to fight and win.

Swoop. Swoop. Artin didn’t push Al’Miraz like that. Instead, he smiled and stroked Al’Miraj’s head.

“Did I tell you last time? You are pretty strong right now. The only thing worse than unfounded confidence is giving up on what you can do.”

And in the eyes of Artin, he was able to deal with low-level monsters such as Dream Maw and Intermediate Dream Demons. He knew how hard Al’Miraz worked after learning magic from him.

“If you don’t trust me, you can trust me Al’Miraz. Can we fight together?”

Al’Miraj was intrigued. Her heart her, which had been beating in fear just before, regained its composure when Master stroked her head. When Master asked if they would fight together affectionately, courage began to spring up.

“..Yes! Teacher!”
“Okay, that’s why you are my number one disciple!”

Laughing at Al’Miraj’s spirited reply, Artin removed his hand from his from his mist and drew his Orkhon Heillongsword from his inventory and gripped it. After two months, the sense of holding the sword was still sharp enough to ache.

“You don’t have to adjust your strength to those guys, so let’s deal with the trivial ones right away and hurry up and get Violet and go back!”
“Okay! I’ll show you how well I learned from Master right here!”

As Artin and Al’Miraz made up their minds, dozens of magic circles began to rise in the surrounding air. The dream demons looked down at the two with discordant expressions.

A mediocre demon at best, a contractor for a unicorn that has not yet awakened and has no unicorn at all. As Lilith-sama said, there was no reason for them to lose.

“Humans who don’t even know the subject! I’ll tear you limb from limb and throw them as food for the dreamers!”

The dream demons laughed and started charging the dream demons all at once. The dreamers were sure that the two would die, swept away by the waves of low-ranking monsters, without even having to step out on their own.

‘From what I’ve heard, it’s practically a bug demon that couldn’t subdue even one moon demon. To die right here…”
“Hell Fire——!!!”

At the same time, the fear of hell erupted from the dozens of magic circles created by Al’Miraj and began to rush towards the dreamers like a waterfall.

‘…Lilith-sama?’

The dream demons realized that something was starting to go wrong.

**

At the same time, on the second basement floor of the Rose Hall.

“Ji, what are you doing now! Get your hands off of Artin right now!”
“You still insisted on being a former unicorn. Isn’t it something you should do when Artin sleeps?”

Unicor gasped in surprise at Mephisto’s shameless act of stroking his pectoral muscles by putting his hand inside Artin’s clothes who were asleep on the bed.

“That kind of thing is allowed only to the women of Artin and Bonjwa! Get your hands off it right now! You perverted devil!”
“Then wouldn’t it be even more possible to carry luggage? Jim’s body belongs to Violet, one of Artin’s women, and Jim is also Artin’s woman.”

The moment Unicor said that, is that so? However, soon after realizing that all of this was the devil’s crafty words, he tried to get Mephisto’s hand out of Artin’s chest.

“Even if you try to deceive me, it is useless! What excuse are you making after Artin kisses you as soon as he falls asleep!”
“Don’t do that, you come over here and touch the muscles. Artin must have been exercising quite a bit this time as well, so his pectoral muscles his are worth touching.”

Mephisto snatched Unikor’s hand before he could pull it out, and brought it to Artin’s pectoral muscle his. Up until a month ago, I didn’t exercise at all, so my soft flesh and strong chest muscles started to stick together, and this feeling mixed with firmness.

“Uh…Uhh…This is definitely an addictive touch…?”
“Whoa, do you know that sex isn’t the only way to enjoy a man’s body?”
“Certainly… Ah, no. How do you guys know that! Even if the eyes of others can be deceived, the eyes of the principal cannot be deceived. You virgin bitch devil!”

When Unicor, who hastily regained consciousness, pointed at Mephisto, Mephisto laughed.

“Yeah, I learned it myself from Artin.”
“… Ah, to Artin?!”
“Yes, Jim’s Artin himself taught Jim everything about himself. So you know.”

At Mephisto’s confident remark, Unicorn lost his words. Isn’t that the devil’s lie? If he had tasted sex, his virgin radar his would have had to react.

However, the devil in front of me is clearly a being whose core body is made of a virgin. Until a few weeks ago, Unikor, who had lived his entire life for the Simgis virgin Ron, knew that.

“Lie… Don’t lie, this must also be the devil’s wicked lie!”
“Heh, you can believe it if you want to believe that. However, it is an untrue fact that Jim is the closest person to Artin.”

The most intimate existence, Unicor couldn’t possibly agree with that statement. He is the lifesaver that Artin risked his life to save, and at the same time, isn’t he the true love reunited in the next life?

But the devil, who doesn’t even know where it came from, is the most intimate being? It was an absolutely incomprehensible statement.

“Are you whining because Artin doesn’t recognize you because you’re such a close person?”
“…!”

At Unicor’s sharp words, Mephisto drew in his breath. I didn’t notice it earlier because my emotions were so strong, but it was so confusing that the overlord of hell herself cried in front of others, as it was the first time Mephisto had experienced it.

“…That, that’s only natural!”
“What’s so obvious! Is it natural for someone whose name is the Great Devil to cry in front of others?”
“If someone so precious and important did n’t recognize Jim, would n’t it be natural for him to feel sad enough to want to cry for the first time in his life his? If it were you, would you have the confidence not to cry?”

Ugh. Unicor was taken aback. He’s sure he’s got his memory back, but what if Artin does n’t recognize him? Unikor couldn’t stand the sadness and he didn’t have the confidence. No, he might be weeping all his life and mourning until he dies in grief.

“Exactly…”
“So, isn’t this proof that Jim likes and cares for Artyn that much? So…”
“…”

The eyes of the two women, who continued their conversation while rubbing Artin’s body again, became sharper before they knew it.

When Mephisto waved his hand and opened the door, beyond the door, there were too many monsters that were coming in under Lilith’s order.

Mephisto wanted to throw out his hand right away and turn those monsters into flesh, but he couldn’t.

“Whoa♡ You must have been embarrassed? It was pretty fun to watch them talk. You wormy bastards.”

Unicor did not hide his surprise at the appearance of the dreamer slowly spreading his wings and coming forward from among the monsters.

“Yes, you boy! Isn’t that the spinster succubus Shirka?! In the meantime, recovering your body of her, are you finally abandoning her virgin and receiving and eating the spirit of a human man?!”

An attack made up of sharp words that fly as soon as they meet eyes. If it was the original Shirka, it was certain that she would lose her temper again and attack.

“Even provocation is useless. Unicorn and bicorn, that dreamer is already being manipulated by her lord.”

However, it was Lilith, not Selka, who controlled that body. Unlike Sirka, who intentionally kept her virginity, Lilith, who gathered strength by preying on numerous men, did not respond to her provocations such as being an old virgin.

“Whoa, that devil is still more capable than a vicorn, though. I borrowed the body of the dream demon lord, Lilith, and Sirka to come to kill them for sure.”
“That, it can’t be… To think that the veteran slut, the dream lord, dwells in the body of an old maid who has been spinning a web for over a hundred years! Among the demons, if you are the shameless queen of prostitutes, I’m sure my provocation won’t work!”

Flinch. Lilith barely held back the twitching of his facial muscles on her.

‘What? This anger of unknown origin…? It’s as if this body itself is angry…’

Many called themselves prostitutes. Likewise, that was not even a provocation. However, Silka’s body her, which had already lost its sense of reason and self, was responding positively to the word old virgin and to the word spider’s web.

It was a very embarrassing thing for Lilith. The fact that the body he had seized with authority dared to defy his will her and show emotion, he didn’t like this situation as much as the contractor of the unicorn challenging the power of dreams.

“I’m glad I can tear that cheeky jaw open with my own hands! Everybody bring that unicorn bitch in front of me!”
“Wow, are you really angry at the word Calvary!? But no matter how hard you try to cover the truth, there are some things you can’t cover!”
“I didn’t say I was a galbo year, it’s just a rag in my mouth, bicon!!”

The moment the anger of the body synchronized with her own anger her, Lilith-Sirka started to activate her own magic her, charging at the monsters with the sole intention of tearing Unicor to death.

Seeing this, Violet-Mephisto sighed and began to destroy Lilith’s magic one by one waving his hands her.

“I will keep the dreamers in check, so you must defeat the monsters!”
“Okay! Artin and Violet shouldn’t have a single wound on their bodies!”

Unicor’s hair color shone like the stars that contained the Milky Way, and divine power and demonic energy began to radiate from both hands. In those eyes, there was a strong will to not let that old maid Galbo dare to touch Artin.