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"So, are you ready to die now?" The little maid revealed a cold smile.

"No, if you try to kill me, I will fight back. After all, I already promised her that I would protect her." Nora answered directly.

"Then you'd better keep your word." The little maid gave a soft snort, then bypassed Nora and went straight to her mistress's side, her cold smile instantly melting away.

Nora exchanged a few words with the maid and then went straight back to her room. Although spending the day out with Elise had eased her mood considerably, she knew she wasn't in a good state right now.

That's why she wasn't in a hurry to ask where the seventh-tier agent was.

She needs some time to adjust her mindset before facing a formidable opponent, and hopefully this time the enemy won't disappoint her again.

At this moment, Nora desperately craved power. Only by becoming stronger, even capable of slaying gods, could she possess the power to protect Elise.

As if she had thought of something, Nora began to communicate with the one residing in her body: "Why do you seem so quiet today?"

"What do you want me to say?" An ethereal voice rang in Nora's ears, devoid of any emotion, leaving Nora completely unable to sense the other person's feelings.

"I'd like to ask, is there any way to improve my strength?"

"Let's raise our strength to the seventh rank first."

Hearing that person's words, a hint of surprise flashed in Nora's eyes. It sounded like there was a way, but she couldn't use it yet.

Thinking about this, Nora began to yearn even more to break through to the seventh rank.

However, at the same time, she couldn't help but be curious, as she had already learned from Elise that the one residing in her body was the legendary Valkyrie.

The purpose of choosing her as an agent was to collect the scattered fragments of the soul and thus revive her.

Although the stronger she, as the agent, was, the better it would be for the Valkyrie, she always felt that sometimes the Valkyrie was a little too kind to her.

Even when she was choosing a gift for Elise, He would patiently offer suggestions.

Is God really that easy to get along with?

But Elise also said that He would not harm Himself until He had defeated all the other agents, and would even protect Himself.

Thinking about this, although Nora still didn't have a clear answer, she felt much more at ease.

……

Nighttime, in Elise's room.

At this moment, Elise was lying quietly in bed, a butterfly landed on her pillow, and several tentacles were connected to Elise's ears.

At this moment, Elise was making some arrangements. After all, she had finally obtained the information from Brook in advance, so she naturally had to make proper preparations.

You can come and kill her, but you must be prepared to be killed yourself.

After some arrangements, as the butterfly retracted its tentacles, Elise slowly opened her eyes. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the little maid squatting by the bed, staring blankly at her face.

Actually, she had already sensed it, but she just didn't react.

Noticing that her mistress had woken up, the little maid showed a slightly flustered expression.

"Alright, my little maid can watch as long as she wants. And even if you did something weird to me while I was in a meeting, I wouldn't care, okay?"

"I, I wouldn't do such a thing!" Although she said that, the thought had actually crossed her mind just now.

However, she was quickly dissuaded by the maid, and even felt that she had been a bit too much lately. How could she have such thoughts about her mistress? It was really too impolite.

"Alright, it's getting late, let's get some rest." Elise patted the empty seat next to her, indicating to the little maid that it was time to go to bed.

Having received permission, the maid didn't hesitate to slip into her mistress's bed. Although this was somewhat impolite for a maid, it was her mistress's instruction, and as a maid, she could only obediently follow it.

The little maid was very easily satisfied. Tonight, she didn't make any demands. She simply snuggled into her mistress's arms and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Iris, who had originally intended to flirt with the little maid, suddenly lost all interest when she saw the maid's peaceful and serene sleeping face.

"Goodnight," Elise said softly, in a voice only she could hear, and then the magical lights in the room went out.

Meanwhile, in an inn a few kilometers away from Elira's mansion, a weary-looking young man yawned lazily and muttered to himself, "I sensed the light and shadow of a dream."

After saying that, he simply lay down on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

The boy opened and closed his eyes, and he was already in Elise's dream.

The cold, damp air, along with the stench of decay, caused the boy to frown slightly.

This was a little different from what he had expected. He had originally thought that the dreams of a noble lady would be filled with extravagance and debauchery, such as becoming the center of attention at a ball, or having a chance encounter with her ideal man somewhere.

Looking around, this was clearly a mass grave in the wilderness. What noble lady would dream of being here? Or was she having a nightmare?

Just as the boy was complaining in his heart, he suddenly thought of something very important: so far, he had not yet discovered the owner of the dream.

"Are you looking for me?"

The boy looked in the direction of the sound and saw a headless corpse slowly standing up from the ground, carrying a head. He also discovered that the head the headless corpse was carrying was the very same head he was looking for, the owner of the dream.

Elise Noyce.

Volume 1: Chapter 506 Hmm...

Seeing the headless corpse suddenly rise up, the boy showed no panic and immediately activated his ability to try to escape the dream.

For dream walkers, most dreams are like unlocked doors—they can enter and leave at will.

But this time, the boy found that the room seemed to be locked, and his abilities failed him at this moment, so he was unable to escape the dream.

Moreover, his use of his abilities seemed to exacerbate the situation, with more and more corpses rising from the ground.

There were charred corpses, corpses cut in half, and corpses that looked like countless pieces of flesh forcibly pieced together. Even Elise's beautiful face became incredibly eerie at this moment.

Without exception, all of these corpses were Elise's corpses.

Even someone who had seen many grand occasions felt a chill run down his spine upon seeing these corpses. Was there something wrong with this noble lady's mind? How could she have such a dream?

Or perhaps the other party is also a dream walker like themselves, possessing the ability to manipulate dreams. This scenario is simply a deliberate creation of someone who has sensed their intrusion.

The boy thought the latter was more likely.

His intuition told him that he absolutely could not stay any longer. That damned woman hadn't told him that this noble lady also had the ability to control dreams!

Moreover, the other party is extremely capable; otherwise, it would have been impossible to trap him.

However, he is, after all, a dream traveler who has experienced countless dreams. Given a little time, he can open a path.

But at that moment, a pale hand reached out from the ground and grabbed the boy's ankle.

The moment the hand touched him, the boy felt as if his body had been instantly torn into countless pieces. Unparalleled pain began to spread throughout his body, and a shrill scream followed.

"Hmm hmm ahhhhh..."

The boy gritted his teeth. If there hadn't been a problem with his body, he would have thought he had just been killed by a highly skilled swordsman.

The intense pain sluggished his reactions. Although he managed to dodge the hordes of corpses that surrounded him, he couldn't keep hiding forever and was eventually touched by a charred body.

Before the pain of being cut into pieces had subsided, the agony of being burned alive descended once more.

Elise stood quietly not far away, coldly watching the boy writhing and howling in extreme pain. She hadn't expected the group to make their move so quickly; she had thought they would need some time to prepare.

The boy who invaded my dream is also one of the main characters in the game.

He is a dream walker, and if you choose him as the protagonist in the game, you can experience the gameplay of invading other people's dreams.

The world of Qiu's Dreamland is bizarre and wonderful, and the experience of playing it is quite good. Moreover, killing someone is very simple. As long as you kill the other person in their dream, the person in reality will also die simultaneously.

However, among the many main characters, he doesn't rank high in terms of strength.

Even if Elise didn't have the mark of sloth, the same fate would befall her if the other party invaded her dream.

Just then, the boy's body, which had been wailing, suddenly shattered and disappeared from Iris's dream.

However, Elise was not surprised at all. She pursed her lips, thinking that if the other party stayed any longer, she could drive him to a mental breakdown.

There was nothing she could do about it. She had expected this situation. For a villain like her, killing the protagonist was not so easy. Every time it came to a crucial moment, the protagonist would always find a way to escape from her.

However, the pain he had just inflicted on the other person should be enough to keep him entertained for a long time.

Meanwhile, in the hotel room, the boy woke up in terror, his clothes soaked with sweat.

As a dream walker, he ultimately resorted to a backup plan: forcibly waking himself from the dream. While this would indeed allow him to escape the other person's dream, it would severely impact his mental strength.

For a period of time afterward, let alone falling asleep again, even sleeping was a luxury.

Moreover, the boy discovered that after waking up, the pain he had suffered in his dream had not dissipated. Even though there were no wounds on his body, he was still filled with pain.

"Damn it!" The boy breathed heavily, then took out a bottle of potion from his spatial ring and drank it, which slightly suppressed the pain.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Before the boy could speak, the door was pushed open, and the lock on the door did not work at all.

A handsome man entered the room. He glanced at the listless boy lying on the bed, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes: "It seems your assassination attempt failed."

"The intelligence was flawed; that noble lady possesses the ability to manipulate dreams," the boy said through gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry, it was my mistake. I will compensate you for your loss." The stunningly beautiful silver-haired girl appeared in the boy's room at some point, with a faint apology on her face.

"Compensation? How do you plan to compensate me?"

"This is the blood of a dream beast." The silver-haired girl handed a small bottle to the boy. The transparent bottle contained no liquid, only a mist-like substance.

The boy, who was about to say something, immediately swallowed his words. Although he had been tricked, the other party had given him far too much, especially considering it was the blood of a dream beast.

With this, he would be willing to invade that noble lady's dream again.

The handsome man looked at the bottle of dream beast blood, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it. He turned to the silver-haired girl: "You, who are connected to fate, can't even see the fate of the other person?"

The silver-haired girl gently shook her head, blood trickling from the corner of her eye: "I...can't see clearly."

In her eyes, Elise's fate was a tangled mess, interspersed with terrifying threads of destiny; if she forced herself to look at it, the end result would be to embrace death.

“Even his assassination attempt failed. It seems I should reassess the risks,” the handsome man said.

The silver-haired girl gently wiped away the blood and tears from the corner of her eyes, then turned to look at the handsome man: "The price I'm offering will not change."

After saying that, she disappeared from the room without giving the handsome man a chance to say anything more.

The handsome man sneered, then glanced at the weak boy, hesitated for a moment, and slowly left the room.

His intuition told him that if he made a move now, the woman wouldn't stand idly by.

Volume 1: Chapter 507 He'll step in when something happens

The next day, early morning.

Elise slowly opened her eyes. She had slept quite well last night because someone had disturbed her.

After all, nothing sounds better than hearing the protagonist's screams.

It's a pity that the person didn't die in her dream, but the other party gave her a chance. Last night, in her dream, she used her sloth ability to leave a mark on the other party's mind.

Generally speaking, she should be able to sense the other person's location through the mark, and even be able to use the other person's eyes to observe everything around her through the mark.

But now the other party's location seems to be covered up. Even if there are marks, she can only vaguely sense the direction, and she doesn't know the exact location.

Sensing that her mistress had woken up, the maid pushed open the door and entered the room.

Seeing the smile on her young mistress's face, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Miss, you seem to be in a very good mood."

"Yes, I had a wonderful dream last night." Elise chuckled softly, and without saying much more, she had her maid help her change and wash up.

Just then, there was a knock at the door: "Elise, are you awake? We have a guest."

"What guest?"

"Prince Ronald".

Upon hearing Elira's words, Elise couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, surprised that the other party had actually come to her door.

After Elise asked the maid to speed up, she brought the maid down to the reception room a while later.

Ronald could be seen sitting there quietly, like a statue, with no emotion visible on his face.

"I wonder what business Prince Ronald has with me?"

"You should take action," Rona said coldly.

“I wish I could, but just last night, someone tried to invade my dream and kill me. How can I act when I can’t guarantee my own safety?” Elise said helplessly.

Her meaning was clear: she had been attacked on the other side's turf, and as a partner, Ronald had to do something.

"Those who peep into dreams will be punished by lightning."

As Ronald finished speaking, a thunderclap suddenly boomed in the clear sky.

The silver-haired girl in the inn suddenly opened her eyes, then gently flicked her hand. As the thread of fate was moved, golden lightning fell, but there was a slight deviation. It only annihilated one of the boy's arms and did not kill him directly.

The boy struck by lightning didn't even have time to think about what had happened before he used his life-saving skill without hesitation, hiding himself in a dream.