"---!!!

I jumped out of nowhere screaming. The sweat that blows is getting cold. What the... what were you doing?! A horrible sight fell over my head and covered my mouth with my hands. Yara came in shouting at you because you perceived the vague atmosphere.

"Your Highness, what is it? Lights and water, wet cloth and clothes."

Drink water and breathe. The blurry lights reminded him of the dream he had just seen, and Assam exhaled a lot.

"I was wrong."

"Is that the boy?

Yara and several of her men were talking about their dreams.

"Oh, that wasn't pathology."

What we're going to talk about now was too much shock to bear alone.

"It's a place to die. A boy's friend is dead. Next, he seems to be a boy."

For those who listened to the dreams they had every night, the boy was not a stranger, but a subject of asylum.

"Do you really want to sit down?

"Ah, the scene changed in my dreams, and the next thing I saw..."

Words don't come out. It was so shocking.

"My body was cut and my guts were exposed! Ha!! If this were the case, I should have summoned you!!

Yara's eyes became angry at what she said. With the decline in the birth rate, children now have a common understanding with the Protector, even if blood is not connected.

"Is he alive now?

"I don't know. But I won't let you die. I'll summon that boy here. Call Raham."

"Sincerely,"

She dropped off Yara as she went down, turned off the twigs and went to the bath alone. Rising to your ears is the voice of a boy I've only heard since I started dreaming.

Scratch, ahem

The request for help was our word. Name of the spinned self. Your chest tightens in tears. I thought this was the only one looking at the boy. Apparently they were looking at each other.

This is the first language I've heard in my dreams. If only I had known sooner if I could talk to you. That must not be regretted. First, I can summon you as soon as possible.

"I will definitely help you. So wait alive."

I wished the boy was watching and said so.