Birus casually leaned back in his chair, taking a deep breath, biting his teeth, and opened his mouth with great satisfaction. His whole demeanor became lazy, as if showing signs of wanting to fall asleep again.
"Well, Lord Birus just woke up and wants to sleep again."
Seeing Birus like this, Weis said with a smile.
"Of course not. Didn't you just ask why I woke up early? In fact, I was startled awake by a dream. If I can't solve the problem in the dream, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep soundly."
Hearing Weis's words, Birus suddenly turned pale and stood up, speaking earnestly.
"A dream? What kind of dream? Can you wake up Lord Birus earlier?"
Hearing Birus's answer, a surprised expression flashed on Weis's face, and he couldn't help but ask.
For a very high-level god, dreaming is not an ordinary thing. It is usually connected with reality, what is known as a prophetic dream.
