Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

Pass the meadow - as the wind strokes. Blue skies like falling out. Colorful flowers and sumptuous mountains in the distance. You can also see a castle with a magnificent impression in the distance.

"The ridges are beautiful"

And, Grace smiles and Mallane smiles as she looks far away.

"Really. That's a peaceful and good place."

Euphemia's ability means that it is quicker to experience it than to explain it… I stayed up late at night, so I took a bath, etc. and then went to sleep.

That's how "called" was this place. They invited all of us left on the night watch and Steven and the rest of us to join Euphemia in her dream world.

I also fought dreamers like Grazheim, and I know because I dived a lot into the dreams of others with Horn... but even though normal dreams are obscure in detail, Euphemian dreams have such an overwhelming intensity that I don't know the difference from reality, or are there Dirty... Horn seemed surprised by this, too, and was blinking his eyes.

"Did you like it?

And a girl appears out of nowhere. It's Euphemia, a girl who doesn't even look old, but her real age is higher, so she had a calm vibe.

"It's a nice place"

When Ashley smiles and says, Euphemia smiles back as well.

"Thanks. Nice to meet you. It's Euphemia."

I say so and gently pick the hem of my skirt, bend my knees, and say hello. I also returned each of these introductions.

When Euphemia gets used to her fingers, the cloth appears in the air with a little smoke. Tea sets and tea treats are even available.

"I don't know about tea."

"Well, sweeten to your words,"

and we all sit back on the cloth and get tea and tea contracts.

"Euphemia is a rare source among us. She was a playwright's maid who lived in the region."

says Stephen. Eilis and the others were indulgent because they knew about Euphemia's dreams or because they were used to it.

"The playwright..."

"When you feel like it, read a book and fantasize about the landscape. It was my hobby to imagine a world I'd never seen before, I think. Even in your dreams, think of all the worlds."

Euphemia told me to look far away. So could we have made these immersive worlds in our dreams?

"In the meantime... my parents died in an accident... a distant relative deceived me of my inheritance. I was taken to the orphanage. All I had left was a little of my father's book... about. You've become more and more of a book bug."

That's what makes me laugh.

"Since they took me to the orphanage... in my dreams, there has been a slight increase in the number of children around me getting lost. We all had the same dream... at first the kids were wondering about it. I didn't know I had that power at first..."

While I was doing this...... rubbing happened in my dream world. It was merely a quarrel between orphans, but in reality, he said, there were still moles and abrasions. So the orphanage got a little panicky, apparently.

Know it or not. A magician came from the center to investigate.

I guess it was originally a role to look out for those with spell talent from among orphans, but he said the mage was overjoyed to find Euphemia's special abilities.

In the case of Euphemia - the spell was highly apt.

Euphemia didn't have much choice. There may be a dead man next. Maybe I can control my abilities. Those words prompted me to take it to a research facility.

As for the mage side to study, he was thinking about operations such as selecting subjects, drawing them into dreams, and assassinating them from overwhelmingly superior situations.

You said you were going to mimic your abilities, make a spell soldier with similar powers, use the world of your dreams to amplify your curse, and that you couldn't open the gates to the demonic world, and so on and so forth, and so on and so forth, and so on and so forth.

Euphemia was thus strengthened by surgery. He said he slept longer than he was awake gradually with increased strength. Something like a price for incapacity, apparently, but some parts of Euphemia herself wanted to sleep.

"My dreams are starting to erode in reality. Be able to bring out what you imagined. Though it disappears like a phantom when I leave, you know. I was afraid that one day my dreams would swallow everything around me... But if you devote your strength to fixing the world of your dreams... you don't involve people in vain or erode reality"

In other words... the hallucination of a powerful allusion enough to act on the five senses and the "curse" technique that reflects in reality what happened in the dream are the identities of Euphemia's abilities.

If Euphemia embodies the sword in reality and slashes people. That would show up that way, too. I can be more free in my dreams. It can be described as an extremely powerful force that is difficult to deal with without knowing how to communicate.

Because it fixes itself as the lord of the world of dreams… it also acts on the flesh and does not age, I guess.

"It seems that spiritual dominance could not collide with my abilities and make them function well. You couldn't do anything about me that ended up just staying asleep, and in reality, research seems to have moved in that direction, like reproducing my abilities with a surgical ceremony. I knew nothing. I met Avril about how long I slept, the time was vague... and when. He talked to me from the real side of the dream... and told me about a terrible experiment."

"In my case... because of my abilities, you've broken the spiritual rule. Because you can move your emotions with resonance. So... I thought about it while pretending to remain in control. How can I... help everyone. Be friends with Euphemia and bring your people into the world of dreams..."

And, Euphemia and Avril face to face and talk to each other like that.

"I wonder if it means I've shaken my spirit with resonance and got my mind back."

"If you're in a dream, you don't have to worry about setting up a grand operation. Wouldn't it be possible to build something similar to a real castle and preempt an escape?

"Mm-hmm. That's... convenient"

To Claudia's words, Rosemary nods with her eyes closed. When Sheila agreed with Rosemary's words, the Euphemias were also returning a grin to affirm that guess.

That's how I regained my heart, escaped, and gained my freedom.

"We're stopping the curse directed at everyone, what do you mean?

When Illumhilt leans his neck and asks, Euphemia answers.

"You just have to make a doll in your dreams and let it curse you." Since then I've been locked in a cage I've made underground... but it's a powerful curse, so even if the phony fools me, I can see that I haven't been able to achieve my purpose yet. Even if you destroy it, you'll regenerate it, and it'll be raging all the time after it hits the doll. It's not a big burden to me, though. "

"So... Sister Yu can't wake up now that she's skilled in ability control."

Ellis said with a little regret.

"I... even as I am now... I'm also anxious to erode reality."

"But everyone wants to walk with you. Turn down the curse and say this time we all want to win our freedom. Erosion... I'm sure we can work it out. I've found a way to keep other people out of this, not you."

Steven said, is Euphemia unsure or clouded her expression a little.

I see...... I see what's going on. Claudia and...... I guess everyone has something to think about the Euphemia situation as well. They're turning their gaze on me.

Right. I feel a little like Claudia's situation. If so, the answer is one.

"If that's the case. I think we can do something about it."

That said, Steven's gaze gathered here, too.

"Although it would be a premise to do something about the curse first. I think it is possible to deal with it so that erosion does not occur by applying a sealing technique so that Euphemia's abilities do not activate during everyday life"

"You can do that...?

"I estimate it's quite promising."

That's what I say and nod.

"As a practical example...... I don't know if it would help. I'm a dumpy, but thanks to the sealing technique, I have a normal life without the urge to suck blood, etc."

So Grace smiled at Euphemia.