"Snap!"

Upon hearing the crisp sound of a slap coming from the big bed, Taurus, the director studying the Compass, and Pisces looked back in astonishment, only to find that Leon's left cheek was slightly red, as if someone had just slapped him hard.

What's going on now?

After glancing at Leon, who seemed a bit aggrieved, and then at Fredri, whose cheeks were flushed and face carried a hint of angry displeasure, Taurus couldn't help but turn to Pisces beside him, hoping she could explain what just happened.

"I'm not too sure either..."

Facing Taurus's inquisitive gaze, Pisces shrugged helplessly.

"Theoretically, two people who are completely dreaming shouldn't be able to control their bodies, but those two butterflies they use inherently have the effect of blurring the line between dreams and reality, so they aren't completely separated from reality either.

If Miss Fredri wanted to hit Leon in the dream, then her body in reality could indeed, influenced by the dream, directly carry out her intention..."

"Leon's Butterfly Dream was made by me, so I understand why Fredri could hit him."

After interrupting Pisces, Taurus asked with a puzzled look:

"What I don't understand is, what exactly happened in the dream? Why did she hit him?"

"Only Leon would know that."

…

"I really didn't know you were bathing there..."

Although he successfully gathered the herdsman, an old ox, and a bathing beauty, unfortunately, the plot didn't develop into a heavenly pairing. Leon, the herdsman who couldn't even lift a chicken, was thrown out of the pond with a slap from Fredri and rudely dragged back to the quiet village at the foot of the mountain.

"I originally wanted to climb up the mountain, but was pulled back by that ox and just rolled down the slope."

Looking at the angry-faced girl in front of him and the dozen or so strong men staring at him angrily from a distance, Leon explained while being held down:

"If you don't believe me, you can check my clothes. They got quite a few cuts when I was rolling down, and they are proof of my previous attempt to climb the mountain..."

"Nonsense!"

At the main seat of the house, which had a very "rustic" style, sat an old white-bearded man in a plain robe who, fitting the chiseled "wise elder" stereotype, thumped his ox-head cane and shouted angrily at Leon:

"Besides the man-eating evil spirits up the mountain, there's just a nest of Fossil Winged Dragons. With their petrified dragon dung burning everything, not even herbs grow there. What were you climbing up for? To dig up Fossil Winged Dragon dung?"

Evil spirits? Fossil Winged Dragons?

Upon hearing the old man's questions, Leon was taken aback.

If that's the case, this place, which looks somewhat like the real world, might not actually be the real world after all. It's just that the species and environment are surprisingly similar, which means Fredri really is from Old Soil?

"No need for questioning!"

Seeing Leon speechless under the old man's interrogation, the tallest, sturdiest man behind Fredri stepped forward angrily and shouted:

"I think this kid just wanted to see my sister bathe!"

"Right!"

Before the first man's voice had faded, the second one jumped forward, shouting and lunging at Leon.

"This damn dog! Let me teach him a lesson!"

"You? Out of the way!"

The third man grabbed the second's shoulder and roared in rage:

"Get aside, both of you! Let me handle this!"

Enraged by those words, the first man turned and grabbed both the second and third.

"You scoundrels! If anyone's going to beat him, it should be me, the big brother! You little brothers, step aside!"

"What nonsense are you spewing?"

The fourth man seriously couldn't take it anymore and yelled at the first:

"If you're the big brother, then what am I?"

"Whoever you want to be! But I'm the one who's handling him today!"

"Like hell you are! One more word, and I'll deck you too..."

"Everyone shut up!!!"

Raising his ox-head cane, the old man gave a swift beat-down to those vying to thrash Leon. Breathing heavily, he pushed away Fredri, who tried to help him, and, looking ferocious, approached Leon with his cane.

"Daring to peek at my granddaughter bathing... Today, you're going to learn what happens when you can't control yourself!"

"Stop it!"

Seeing her grandfather, who had just dealt with the brothers and now wanted to take action himself, Fredri, previously angry, couldn't help but tug at the old man and, in exasperation, remarked:

"Shouldn't we first ask why he appeared in the sacred area instead of about him spying on me taking a bath? Besides, you're over four hundred years old. What if something happens to you while you're doing this?"

Weirdly, using "having a mishap" fits here perfectly. But wait, over four hundred years old? Your grandfather lived over four hundred years?

After hearing Fredri's words, Leon was shocked and couldn't help but ask:

"You've lived over four hundred years? So, your 'treasures' haven't been taken by the Four Pillar Gods?"

"?!!" X15

Facing Leon's unexpected question, the girl, the old man, and over a dozen of strong men were all taken aback, then simultaneously turned to look at Leon.

"How do you know the Four Pillar..."

"Swish~"

The sound of butterfly wings grew louder. Before the white-bearded old man could finish his question, Leon's world started to crumble quickly. The powers limited by his active entry into the dream now began to reemerge.

Wait a minute!

Realizing this was a sign of Fredri waking up, Leon grew anxious and tried to employ his nightmare powers to maintain the dream, hoping to hold it until the old man finished speaking.

However, whether due to Fredri waking up too quickly or his influence being too strong for the dream to handle, the dream world shattered in an instant, plunging into endless darkness.

"Leon!"

"Smack!"

"Leon!"

"Smack smack smack!"

"Wake up! She's about to wake up! If you don't get out soon, you'll be exposed!"

Wake... exposed... Oh, right! I used the Butterfly Dream given by Taurus to enter Fredri's dream.

Feeling the smacks growing stronger on his face, Leon's eyes flew open, his consciousness finally pulling entirely out of the dream.

"Whew..."

Seeing him break free from the dream first, both Taurus and Pisces sighed in relief.

Gently placing a hand on Leon's forehead and holding down the fluttering Butterfly Dream, Taurus quickly asked:

"Leon, what did you see in her dream? Why were both of you so emotionally stirred?"