The Academy’s Genius Magic Swordsman - The Academy’s Genius Magic Swordsman chapter 181

The morning of the third day after returning to Perdalos.

As soon as I opened my eyes and looked around the room, I could barely be sure that I was trapped in a dream.

Obviously, the tiredness of the body that still lingered even after the date had passed and the pink-haired apprentice maid who still came into the room were proving it.

“Are you awake, little master?”

Line’s morning greeting for the third time already.

And a day at Perdalos Mansion, which has already been experienced twice more.

Perhaps, if it were not for my misunderstanding, I must have been trapped in the phantom magic right now.

As soon as I realized that fact, I quietly sighed in my heart.

… Was it too careless because it was a hometown mansion?

I never thought they would invest enough manpower in me to be able to use dreams.

It seems that the fact that he has been prowling around the Dark Church lately has been annoyed by them in the end.

Unlike the realm of the Demon Gods, where dark magic is alive and well, the fact that they dared to infiltrate this place and target me must mean that they feel a sense of crisis as well.

Or maybe he was convinced that he had to exclude me in some way.

If I had been a little more vigilant, I would have noticed and responded before the dream magic was applied.

It seemed that the accumulated fatigue from bringing the children from the Arwen estate to Perdalos had clouded their judgment.

“… Little Master, are you awake?”

Maybe she thought I didn’t answer because I didn’t hear, but Line’s morning greeting continued.

Is this reality that I am waking up to now a dream, or is it still an illusion?

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Just because I had already experienced two illusions, I couldn’t be sure that even today was a fantasy.

Of course, it was one of the tricks they mainly used to suddenly return to reality when they thought it was a fantasy and started acting casually.

“Yes, Renee.”

Those who can use dream magic are dream manipulative demons such as Dream Demon and Mare, so maybe it was one of those guys who sneaked into the mansion and imprisoned me in the dream.

‘Of course it’s not a mare or a low-level dreamer… .’

Since it was a strategy where the moment I failed once, my vigilance increased and the possibility of not being attacked again increased, so I wouldn’t have given orders to a low-ranking dreamer to deal with me.

Possibility of being an intermediate or advanced dreamer… probably not too big

Imprisoning me in a fantasy so natural that I couldn’t even notice that the gate to the 8th circle had already been opened was not the ability of an upper-intermediate dreamer.

Even now, the seed of the world tree settled in my heart and the life force created by it was flowing.

At the level of high-level dream magic, he would probably have noticed a sense of déjà vu before even entering.

Then, in the end, there must be only one person who can create this level of genjutsu.

Queen of Dreams, Isabella.

The only explanation that could be explained was that she, who was the equivalent of the Demonic Pope, had come personally.

‘Shouldn’t we consider it fortunate that Isabella moved?’

If the other Demonic Pope had moved, there would have been a high possibility of a fight between me and the entire territory.

If he made a mistake, he might have to continue a fierce fight until he gave up the Perdalos territory.

Beldrial, the king of monsters, Krembelstein, the sorcerer, and the sword of the death knight.

Compared to those who would destroy the territory itself just by descending, at least the dream queen was the best opponent.

In the first place, since she was the queen of the dream demon, it would have been possible to naturally cross the demonic realm and hide in the empire.

If the other guys had moved on, there’s no way they wouldn’t have noticed.

‘The problem is time.’

The fact that the third morning had already begun was a situation that consumed quite a lot of time.

Isabella’s fantasy is on a different level from other dream magic.

Unlike other dreamers who can only control one night’s dreams, Isabella can make the real me fall asleep forever by making me dream.

For her, dreams were reality, so if she wanted to, it was possible to keep her dream world forever and not to dream of reality.

The moment the day passes in Isabella’s dream, the day passes in reality as well.

In other words, as soon as I arrived at Perdalos Mansion on the morning of the third day, I had not been able to get out of bed for three days.

‘There must have been an uproar outside by now.’

He probably worried about his family or even Xian, who was staying at the mansion.

I should be able to maintain my vitality by using various methods even in a sleeping state, but waking up from this dream was a problem I had to solve on my own.

I couldn’t just go through the same day after day without any meaning and wait for the outside to solve the problem.

In particular, since I was the only one who knew how to wake up from a dream, I was locked up, so if I did something wrong, there was a good chance that I wouldn’t be able to wake up for a long time in the future.

In such a state, if the Dark Church attacks the Perdalos territory or if an all-out war with the demon cardia begins.

… Perhaps that is what the demon god Cardia and the dream queen are aiming for.

Considering such a possibility, I had to hurry up and solve this problem.

In order to do that, I needed to properly face this fantasy I was dreaming of.

“I’m sorry you didn’t even have time to organize your luggage last night because of travel, but I organized as much as I could.”

“… Yes, good work.”

“You may still be tired, so it’s okay to sleep a little longer until lunchtime.”

“no it’s okay. Because I slept soundly.”

“I’m glad you did.”

After I finished organizing my luggage, I spoke to Line, who got up from her seat.

“Rine, what room is Xi’an on on the 3rd floor?”

“Your guest is staying in the second room from the end of the guest room on the 3rd floor.”

“OK got it. I’m going to wash now, so go out.”

“I understand, little master.”

After confirming the exit etiquette and seeing Line step out of the door, I hurriedly showered and got ready to leave the room.

A deep fantasy world created by the Dream Demon Queen.

In order to destroy that world, it was necessary to meet as many people as possible.

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The only way to wake up from the Dream Queen’s dream was surprisingly simple.

To find and defeat Isabella, the subject that makes up this dream world.

It may sound like nonsense at first glance, but at least it was the only solution available to me, who was already trapped in a dream.

It must feel strange to kill the subject who uses illusion magic while under illusion magic.

It was a mistake to think that the existence of the dream horse queen was simply a type of monster like other dream horses.

The Dream Demon Queen is a devil-like entity that controls all of the dreams of the human race.

It was the identity of Isabella’s power that she could even move her body into a dream, not reality, if she wanted to.

In addition to that, he had the ability to collect information on all the dream demons hiding in human society and furthermore, to command all the dreams.

Even if her actual fighting ability was insignificant, the power she wielded was dangerous and extensive, so she rose to the position of the Demonic Pope.

The only way to kill Isabella, the Dream Demon Queen, is to defeat her in a dream where her body is.

On the contrary, she is an extremely tricky being who can handle dreams and intelligence while avoiding death forever if she puts her mind to it.

Because of her already moving the stage into a dream, it became a unilaterally unfavorable fight for me.

Still, it was an experience that I had done once in my previous life, so I thought it would be possible this time as well.

Isabella’s behavior is surprisingly simple.

In my opinion, the most threatening being to the demon Cardia. Isabella would always identify such a being and place her true form in his dreams.

To be precise, Isabella’s purpose was to bind the most dangerous being with the power of her body and make it fall into eternal sleep in reality.

Even if she, the weakest of the four Demonic Popes, ties the feet of the strongest of mankind, it will lead to a great loss to mankind.

Conversely, it was as if I was admitting that the present Isabella was the most obstructive to Cardia who drank me.

I was annoyed at being tied down by Isabella when I still had a lot of work to do, but it was a strange feeling that I had been recognized for what I had done so far.

For reference, in my previous life, Isabella also put the main body in my dream for the last time right before she died.

To be honest, the most obstructive in her situation was probably the hero Stella and the saintess Claire, but because of the divine power bestowed by the divine protection, even the Dream Demon Queen couldn’t invade the dream.

Then in the end, the only ones left were me, Lulu, and Xian, so she left the main body in my dream, which would have been the least obstacle among the remaining three.

At that time, I succeeded in tying the ankles of the Cardia subjugation party by putting me to sleep for at least a month.

Still, it was fortunate that I finally figured out how to kill the dream queen in my dream and wake up from it.

The way to kill the Dream Demon Queen was simple.

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Just finding and killing Isabella’s body hiding in my dreams. It was the only way to wake up from this dream in which she imprisoned me.

Searching, of course, does not mean searching for a place like the mansion’s warehouse or the manor’s village to find it. Isabella doesn’t hide herself like that.

Her dream itself is the foundation of her existence, and she can transform and act as anyone in her dream.

He must have been hiding from his first dream by disguising himself as one of the people in the mansion.

I let out a small sigh in my heart at the thought that the time had come to do the search for the wrong picture that I had to do at least once.

I had to keep my emotions as low as possible in case someone disguised as someone was observing me at any time.

One thing is certain, there was a high possibility that he was hiding under the guise of someone in the mansion.

I have to do that in order to check the change in my behavior up close and prevent me from finding a sense of incongruity on a daily basis.

Of course, it was impossible to think of this space as an illusion and kill everyone in sight assuming that it was Isabella.

Because it was one of the ways to go back the farthest when thinking realistically, leaving the mind unwilling and unwilling.

The moment you kill a fantasy character other than Isabella, the causality in the dream is distorted with reality, and the dream ends as it is, blowing away a precious day.

One failure was an extension of one night’s dream, so it was necessary to carefully observe and judge the characters in the dream in order to escape as quickly as possible.

When I blew a valuable opportunity there and the next day came. In the next dream, there was a high possibility that Isabella would play a different character.

It was Isabella’s ability to be able to act as anything in her dreams.

Fortunately, the dream was not broken and the role could not be changed in the middle of the process, so it was necessary to spend as much time as possible and carefully observe the characters.

And among them, there was one person that Isabella would be most interested in.

First of all, it was necessary to check each of the characters she was most likely disguised as.

“Did you cough, young master?”

“Yes, Tea.”

After going down one flight of stairs from my bedroom on the 4th floor, I greeted Thieh, who was waiting in front of the second-to-last guest room.

“What about Xian? Are you still sleeping?”

“I’m waiting because you haven’t felt the sign of waking up in the room yet.”

“Good job, you can leave now.”

“Yeah?”

“I will wake Xian, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

“… That’s what you meant. Well sir.”

After confirming Thieh, who hurriedly retreated in front of the guest room. I knocked on the door three times towards the inside of the room.

“Sian, are you awake?”

“… Conrad?”

“Can I come in for a minute?”

An interesting forest elf who moved with me from the academy this summer vacation.

There was probably no other entity more interesting than her for Isabella to set her eyes on as a subject to ‘play’.