Alchemist Yuki's Strategy

"Oops..."

Suddenly the floating force is lost, landing on the ground while killing momentum.

The world was filled with strange colors decorated with seven colors based on white.

Look around.

It looks and feels like the distance is foreseeable, but at the same time it feels like we are only seeing close places.

I can see your feet. My hands and feet can be seen without any shade.

However, the world of white rainbows was spreading everywhere immediately ahead of the retrospective, which should be the exit point.

In other words, the world of dreams is such an obscure world that the world itself changes in an instant if you step into a specific point.

But there is still a certain order.

Trees and street lights, houses and big trees, mountains and castles, for example.

Something happens, it turns into something.

I am assuming that it is the characteristic of the world of dreams that is made up of substances susceptible to perversion by creativity.

But this place is different from them again.

Something happens, it turns into something.

In the world of dreams, even with the separation of worlds, I could only recognize the fact that there was something ahead.

But this place has no sign of the world of dreams that it should be before I look back, even if I turn my eyes to the end... I can't feel anything.

There is only a white rainbow color that is close if you think it is close and far if you think it is far away.

Looking around with Kyoro Kyoro, there's really nothing.

But...

"... nothing, but something...?

There are no signs but there are signs. There's nothing there, but there's something. Strange and incredible sensation.

... my head is going to bug.

Let's get back to it.

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Let's go back.

I walked in the direction I thought I was coming, but go, go, go, go. The world of white rainbows never ends.

I understood that I had gotten into a bad place in three steps.

I performed magic manipulation while walking and checked my surroundings and self... Hi this world, every step of the way, atomic level, elemental particle level, even smaller area, everything is different world... It seems.

I can't tell you anything because I can't observe... but it's a world full of countless creativity, plainly speaking.

An infinite number of dream bubbles that have arisen from countless intentions.

I guess that's this place.

In such a world filled with the will of others, it's easy for me to exist safely.

I think it is because I have exceeded the will of the White Rainbow, which can be called the particle of my dreams, and I am still calculating and counteracting it in self-defense.

The mysterious feeling of something even though there is nothing is a phenomenon that is happening because something is too much for me to recognize and it is happening because I am fighting something that is certain to exist.

I'm going to head bug because I'm still fighting infinite dreams...!

So what are we going to do... we can't do anything about it first with simple magic manipulation.

Every grain of a dream particle is no big deal, and not every grain has the ability to compute for every person. It is not an exaggeration to say a shard of will, or a crumb of will.

However, if you reach for magic, the magic of my attribute will be transformed by countless pieces of intent.

I mean, in this place, we maintain ourselves, so it's the best we can do.

There is one possible way to deal with it.

Accept the particles of your dreams while protecting your will from being offended, and use them as spears and armor to counter the particles of your dreams.

The force you need is the sorting power to find the particles that are most suitable for you out of the particles of your dreams.

Tonal forces that absorb it.

My strength to sustain myself on it.

Fortunately, I am confident with regard to the last one and quite confident with my tonality. After that, we only sort by temper.

It's just... this... is easy because the particles of dreams are small, but it's also called faith because it's a chunk of real will.

Isn't manipulating the particles of a dream synonymous with manipulating divinity?

... Whatever, there was only one way to escape. Later......

"... Huh..."

I don't know if I can get out of here before I turn my eyes and fall.

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There is so much divinity there that goes well with me that I came on track somehow.

Silver, ether, bells, peaches, even though they were barely boiled because they could not be restrained, where they came somewhat blue, the sole (...) appeared abruptly.

—— A sooo tiny pink ravioli.

Soon Sole, who appeared next to me, after saying poo-poo, pushed me gougely with his nose tip.

"Hey, what's this?"

He seems to be missed for some reason.

I have no idea what's going on because I can't afford it.

However, I'm going to push you gougy as sweet, so I won't dare to stroke you.

After stroking for a while, the great raven sounded puffy as satisfied and disappeared painfully.

What the hell was that? Now I can't afford any more. [M]

But the rabbit left an unexpected souvenir behind.

It is the particle of a dream that the raven was wrapped around.

The particles of my dreams were all compatible with me. [M]

Perhaps the favor of the rabbit, or love attribute, is mixed with the dream attribute, making it easier for me to accept it.

Ra, who is it?

"Huh..."

I dare you, think I was lucky.

I'm getting very sleepy, but this will be fine for a while.

I was so relieved, I heard voices from behind.

"Mom......?