"Can you also confirm information about the upper-level dreamscape from here?"
Argenti looked at his fellow knight with some curiosity. At this moment, he had basically come to believe the other's deduction.
"Normally, I can't. More accurately, it's difficult. But I happen to have a solution," Tiriandes said.
"In fact, what really convinced me that the authority for copying dreams might be related to Beauty was that passage connecting the two dreamscapes that we passed through earlier."
"You said that path was opened by His weapon when it was welcoming Him, right? And He had also personally opened a doorway through the dreamscapes."
"I believe that powers of the same origin are the easiest to influence each other. As for the specifics, all I need to do now is a simple test."
After saying this, Tiriandes fell silent.
Argenti looked at him. He knew that his fellow knight was preparing to use the fragment inside his chest.
So Argenti did not disturb Tiriandes as he attempted to open a route and connect to the monitoring devices he had left in the dreamscape.
———
[Dreamscape Depth, Dawn]
[Dewlight Pavilion, Reception Room]
A black spot suddenly grew in the corner of the ceiling beam. The black spot quickly became the size of a button, then swayed and fell down.
It lay flat on the roof, hiding in the shadow behind a pillar. A faint blue light bloomed from the button-sized black spot, allowing a line of sight to take in the ornate decorations and structure of the Dewlight Pavilion.
A few seconds later, the black spot shook slightly. Several tiny limbs extended from the edges of its body, supporting it as it stood up and turned it into a strange spider.
It gently shook its body, then clung to the wall and came to the other side of the pillar, taking the scene below into view.
A group of people were lined up, stepping onto the red carpet and entering the Dewlight Pavilion one after another.
Not far away sat Mr. Welt, Miss Robin, and Noe. The first two had expressions full of confusion, while the two Noe were just like usual, looking like they did not have much going on in their heads.
Yes, two of them. This was not outside Tiriandes's expectations. In his view, this might be the same situation as Miss March.
He was not sure whether there was a genuine one among them. He was only speculating that her inexplicable disappearance had once again caused a conflict between the two authorities.
The idea of people wanting to find her had given birth to one, while the need to maintain the "copy's" convergence had projected another one.
Miss Himeko sat to the side, seemingly talking to Miss Robin and Mr. Welt about something. At the entrance, the two March 7ths both had their hands on their hips and frowned, while Mr. Sunday and Nero also stood there.
As his vision gradually became clearer, some sounds began to come through as well.
It turned out that Miss Himeko was telling Miss Robin and Mr. Welt about what had happened during her debate with Mr. Sunday.
The story gave Mr. Welt a complicated expression, while the expression on Miss Robin's face was somewhat embarrassed, perhaps because of Mr. Sunday's siscon behavior that had caused him to turn against them because of her.
The two Noe sat there eating to their hearts' content. They seemed to be getting along quite well, perhaps because their personalities had converged, and because she happened to be a Knight of Beauty who did not particularly like using her brain.
However, there was also something puzzling. No one seemed surprised or curious about the two Noe suddenly returning to the group. Even with the precedent of Miss March, such a reaction seemed a little too calm.
———
"Mr. Sunday... Family Head... why exactly have you suddenly summoned us just before the Charmony Festival is about to begin...?"
A Pepeshi who was a member of the Oak Family looked up and asked.
Standing before him, Sunday wore a gentle smile and said, "There are some things. You'll understand later. Please don't worry... You can think of it as... a little surprise event. Go on in."
The Pepeshi listened to Sunday with some confusion. He looked around at the people nearby, then finally nodded and walked into the Dewlight Pavilion.
He seemed to believe Sunday's words, thinking that this really was a surprise prepared by the Oak Family.
After that, Sunday kept that smile on his face as he checked people one by one and led the vast majority of them into the Dewlight Pavilion.
Without exception, all of these people were members of the Oak Family.
Whenever someone asked, he always gave the same answer.
Sunday did not know whether these questions were being asked by the family members themselves or by the Dreammaster, but none of that mattered.
The Dreammaster had said that all 107,336 members of the Oak Family could be his incarnations, so they might as well all be called inside.
After all, they had agreed to catch the Dreammaster together, so anyone who was even remotely suspicious could just be thrown inside.
Sunday worked diligently, and even seemed quite interested in carrying out this operation of luring the target into the trap.
Nearby, March asked Nero in a very quiet voice, "Didn't we say we were going to catch the Dreammaster? Why are we letting so many people inside?"
July shook her head from the other side. "I don't know. Sunday should have his own ideas. At least, he understands the Family better than we do. I assume the people he is letting in are all suspects."
"Isn't that pretty good?" Nero said with a grin. "At least this way, we won't miss anyone."
"Didn't Silver Wolf say so? This guy alone can be treated as 107,336 people!"
"I did say that, but aren't you getting a little too excited?"
Silver Wolf's projection suddenly appeared here.
"What do you know?" Nero said to Silver Wolf. "One person can be treated as 107,336 people! That means one person can do the work of 107,336 people. So what if we accidentally leave one out? What if that causes everyone else to stop working? That's a loss of 107,336 workers!"
"Ha..." Silver Wolf tugged at the corner of her mouth and let out a subtle laugh.
Firefly's projection also appeared here. In theory, her mission was already complete, so she was preparing to really enjoy herself in Penacony.
The girl smiled and greeted Stelle, who was standing on the other side counting the people.
Stelle nodded, then said, "It's like this. You might not understand if you've never run a factory... In Nero's eyes, the Dreammaster isn't just a prisoner. He's also an extremely high-quality worker."
Silver Wolf shrugged. "No, I didn't think that far. I was just wondering whether thinking about it the same way also means the Dreammaster alone has to bear the punishment of 107,336 people."
"You really get me. That's exactly it!" Nero gave Silver Wolf a thumbs-up.