novelraw Chapter 156 The Edge of Dreamland
Chapter 156 The Edge of Dreamland
"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang..." There was a rhythmic knock on the door, and Fran suddenly woke up from her sleep, her head was dazed for a moment, and then she remembered that she seemed to be taken away by a dragon. In the castle of the dragon.
She looked at the thick quilt covering her body, rubbed her disheveled blond hair, threw herself wrapped in the quilt and fell back into the soft bed, ignoring the knock on the door.
"Good morning, Your Royal Highness, have you woken up yet?"
Fran closed her eyes, wrapped her quilt tightly and didn't want to pay attention to the dragon. Anyway, he could come in even if she didn't open the door. The damn door couldn't be locked at all.
"Hey, tell me something. If you don't answer, I can come in. I really want to come in."
Sebastian pushed open the door, and was hit in the face by a white and soft pillow.He stretched out his hand to grab the pillow, and looked at the little girl who was wrapped up like a cotton candy on the big bed speechlessly, feeling very disillusioned.
This squeamish, self-willed, bedridden, and hot-tempered little one seems to be two completely different people from the elegant and dignified hateful woman in my impression!
"It's time to get up, let's see what time it is." Sebastian stood by the bed and said seriously.
Fran threw the quilt over her head, hugged the quilt and rolled to the other side of the luxurious bed.
Sebastian patiently walked to the other side of the bed and patted the quilt lightly: "Get up, or I'll lift your quilt."
Fran squeezed her face out of the quilt, and said angrily, "You're not my daddy, so you can control what time I get up?!"
Sebastian was at a loss for words, he slapped the quilt twice more, and said in a bad tone: "I said you... have you figured out the current situation, Your Royal Highness! You are my prisoner now, you understand ?!"
"Oh." Fran put on an angry face with a paralyzed face and dead fish eyes, and said lightly: "The captives only need to stay in the cell and be monitored, and don't have to do anything, just like me now."
"Huh?" Hearing Fran's words, Sebastian raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "Are you saying that you want to use this bed as your cell? Sure, how about I lock you on the bed with a chain?" Or..." The black-haired man glanced aggressively at Fran, who was wrapped up in a ball, and said meaningfully: "...How about I personally make you unable to get out of bed?"
Fran smiled contemptuously, and rolled into the middle of the bed with the quilt in her arms: "Do you think you, a ten-thousand-year-old virgin, can still scare me with your lame jokes? I have seen through you a long time ago, Gwent's violin baked egg tart soda marathon."
"Who says I'm from...?! Do you want to verify for yourself?" The black-haired man sneered provocatively, but the provocative object ignored him, and huddled together.
"Also, how many times have I told you not to name me indiscriminately!"
Sebastian felt the veins on his forehead twitch. He invaded Merlin's domain to take revenge on this hateful woman, not to make himself jump in anger.God knows, how could this woman be so irritating after losing almost all her memory and power? !But the special circumstances of this world make it impossible for me to use extreme means to stimulate her, so I can only be stimulated by her!
Fran replied insincerely in a lazy voice: "Okay, Gwent Violin Baked Egg Tart Soda Marathon, no problem, Gwent Violin Baked Egg Tart Soda Marathon."
Sebastian held his forehead weakly, gritted his teeth and said, "Call it whatever you want! Get up, you are my slave now, do what a slave should do."
Wrapped in the quilt, Fran turned around, lay on the bed with her chin in her hands and asked, "What are you doing?"
Sebastian snorted coldly, pursed the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Wash clothes, cook and clean the castle, plus serve me and please me."
"Oh." Fran put the quilt back on her head, wrapped it into a ball, and said in a muffled voice, "But I don't know how to do this, you should find someone else to play master-servant play."
Sebastian was so annoyed by Fran's sabotage, he knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed and reached out to grab Fran's quilt wrapped into a ball.
"If you don't know it, go learn it and get up."
Fran exposed her head, which was rubbed like a bird's nest, on her pink cheeks, a pair of watery sky blue eyes looked at the man standing by the bed flickeringly, and said softly: "But I'm hungry. I can't get up."
Sebastian's breathing was stagnant, and his face was a little stiff.He raised his hand to cover Fran's eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "You...I'll bring you breakfast, and...don't look at me like that again, it will only arouse my desire to destroy, understand ?"
Fran felt that the hand touching the skin around her eyes was trembling slightly, and an inexplicable dark aura overflowed.She shivered, and nodded obediently.After Sebastian left the room, she sat up neatly and stared at the closed door thoughtfully.
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In the days that followed, Fran stayed peacefully in the dragon's castle, being an innocent, innocent but mischievous and willful little princess.She stayed with the giant dragon in human form, cooking together, and tidying up the castle together. They played the piano and sang in the auditorium, and danced lightly under the stars. The wreath she held was worn on the dragon's horns, and the dimples on her cheeks were sweeter than nectar.
The dragon looked at the princess in his palm. She was petite, soft, white and fragile. She was the softest rose in the garden, the brightest star in the night sky, and the most delicate nightingale in the forest.The pure white and soft girl leans on the cold and dark dragon scales, the blackest and the whitest, the most soft and the most rigid, turning into a beautiful and magical picture.The dragon looked at the princess tenderly, her eyes were full of joy and attachment, her palm against his hard scales was so soft and warm, and her smile was so bright and sweet.
The evil dragon is somewhat self-satisfied that its prey, its treasure, the noble lady it has plundered with all its efforts, has fallen in love with it.
In the isolated castle, there are only the princess and the dragon, looking at each other and relying on each other.Holding the treasure in the palm of his hand, the giant dragon forgot that there are sharp thorns under the delicate petals of roses; It turned into a cloud of cold white mist and dissipated away.
The evil dragon picked off a white rose and sent the flower symbolizing the purest love to the princess.The princess took it with a smile, and the soft and white skirt was like blooming rose petals.She chuckled while holding a rose, her voice soft and sweet, just like before.
"Sebastian, I forgive you."
The evil dragon was taken aback, and asked inexplicably, "Fran, did I do something wrong?"
The girl smiled and shook her head. She pinned the white rose to the black-haired man's chest, and backed away playfully behind her hands.The warm wind blew through her skirt, and the unfolded white skirt was like stretched lily petals, and the soft blond hair was the golden flower stamens.She smiled softly, and there seemed to be an indelible affection in her voice.
"I forgive you."
"Even though you harbor evil intentions towards me, I have lived a very happy life during these days, so I forgive you."
"I know this is not the real world, and you are not a real dragon."
"I don't know what you're trying to do, but you're not going to get it."
Hearing Fran's words, Sebastian was stunned for a moment. He stretched out his hand in Fran's direction, trying to pull her to explain, but at this moment, the soil under his feet disappeared, and a complicated three-dimensional array From bottom to top, he was surrounded by the whole body, and the most critical eye was the wreath on his head that was personally worn by the girl.
"In addition, no matter who you are, I still want to thank you for your company during this time."
The man's figure shattered like a mirror, and was immediately squeezed out by the space vortex, replaced by a huge black dragon in place. The black dragon roared towards the sky, flapping its wide dragon wings.
Fran smiled and watched the runes spreading on the ground pass through the formation, and the rings soaked into the dragon's scales, and then slowly disappeared.
At this time, Fran also took control of the phantom of the giant dragon.
[Very well, let's fly around the human kingdom, and remind the mastermind behind the scenes that his movements are too slow. 】
Fran turned around with a smile, and walked towards the castle humming a brisk song.After a period of time, she still has no memory of the past, but gradually regained her ability to use power. Even though she still only has the magic power level of a trainee magician, she has noticed the abnormality of this world through continuous observation and testing. And successfully kicked away a gm through heavy layout and power use skills.
Yes, although Fran didn't know why she knew the meaning of these words, but she felt as if she was trapped in an extremely real holographic game, the identity and power settings were all controlled by mysterious people, most of the people around The interactive characters are NPCs, but there are also very few GMs played by real people.And the black dragon Sebastian is a GM.
In other words, Fran believed that she was actually trapped in her dream, or in the subconscious layer deep in her spirit.Because this is the subconscious mind, I have no memory of my identity, and I may not even have relevant memories here after leaving here, but everything I experience in this conscious level will affect me because of my subconscious mind.She judged that a mysterious person constructed an extremely realistic dream and pulled her into the game with the purpose of exerting influence on her subconscious layer, even achieving the effect of changing her mind and implanting her thoughts.But the limitation of this method is that if there are obvious loopholes in the scene or plot of dream construction or it is contrary to your common sense, you will react.Therefore, the man behind the scenes must be someone who knows himself better.
After reasoning and imagination, Fran believes that there are two ways to leave the dream. One is a huge mental stimulation, such as suicide, falling from a high altitude, and using huge mental pressure to force herself to wake up.But here is likely to be the deep layer of one's own consciousness. Leaving this layer, there may be layers of outer layers of consciousness wrapped. If suicide is used, it is easy to be unable to distinguish dreams from reality, leading to serious consequences.
And another method is to find out who is behind the scenes. If he is killed or kicked away, this unnatural dream made by humans will lose its dominance, shatter and let him go away.Comparing the two methods, Fran chose the second method. After all, she didn't like the passive escape method of suicide, but preferred to take the initiative, even if it took more time.
In addition, let her see, who is the person who dragged her into this illusion with such means and what is his purpose?
'Well, now I'm waiting in the castle to see who comes to my rescue. '
'Being out of control for so long, the director hiding behind the scenes must be in a hurry. '
'Well, whoever is in a hurry is whoever is. '
'Come on, be the key to my departure. '
The author has something to say: Sebastian was tricked again 23333, so this is actually Merlin's Inception~
Nishang is quite busy recently, and most of the updates are written early, so the reply may not be timely, and the small theater is always vacant, sorry, hope everyone understands.