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149. World of Happiness (2)

Yuma thought deeply.

How can we help Hestia?

The three siblings were not the only ones who were surprised when a huge wild boar came out from a high place just moments ago.

Yuma was also quite surprised.

I thought that this bright dream could turn into a nightmare with the appearance of that guy.

But fortunately, that didn’t happen as Hestia cut down the wild boar with a single sword.

And as a result, something became clear.

‘Certainly, Hestia’s dream is a happy dream.’

The irony is that the form of a nightmare is a world of infinite happiness.

And that contradiction had a very scary face.

As Legoras of the Join Tribe explained, it seemed like a nightmare in the form of a happy dream that was more dangerous than a simple nightmare.

Yuma thought deeply about how to crack Hestia’s dream.

“I’m back!”

As soon as Hestia got closer to the village, she smiled brightly and shouted.

As soon as Hestia finished speaking, the door to the house burst open.

“Yes, guys! Did you have a good time?”

Camelen opened the door and came out as the three siblings appeared.

And then a man’s head appeared above the camelen’s head.

He was a large man with scarlet fur who looked exactly like Hestia.

“….”

The large man had a bright smile that contrasted with his naturally ferocious face, so much so that the corners of his eyes looked like the corners of his eyes.

Sigh!

It was a smile so bright that the fangs were clearly visible.

“I’ve prepared food for you. Eat.”

Romanson was the father of three siblings and the head of the household.

At Romanson’s words, Kailon and Feln raised their hands one after another.

“huh.”

“Yes, Dad!”

Yuma looked at the family of five chatting and eating happily.

It’s just a family meal.

But that didn’t seem like such a simple fact.

The fact that this is the scene of the nightmare means that this moment has become special to Hestia.

It’s something you can no longer have.

Those facts gave Yuma mixed feelings.

‘Come to think of it.’

I once asked Hestia about her detailed family history. He had never even heard of it.

The Miao people always trust and follow you to an uncanny degree.

That was how I felt.

‘Maybe I should have asked at least once…’ .’

The fact that we don’t know anything about Hestia’s past. That fact made me feel disgusted with myself.

Since becoming a god, my emotions have never become dull.

Even though he had the grandiose name of God of War, Yuma’s identity was still human.

It’s just that I didn’t ask.

It’s just that I haven’t felt the need to know much about Hestia.

“Yum Yum!”

Yuma looked at Hestia, who was eating fish meat with a stern expression.

How about Hestia’s image? Will it cause a rift in this world?

Yuma thought about that with a sense of guilt.

Hestia’s mental power is not inferior to Clone’s, but Hestia does not have Clone’s level of insight.

They do not have the power to realize on their own that this world is a dream.

So, unlike Clone’s dream where Yuma could actually do nothing, he planned to cause something strange.

‘possible.’

And fortunately, that possibility was confirmed by speaking to Clone at the end of Clone’s nightmare.

He said that his divine power can interfere with the ＜Nightmare＞ of this ＜Great God of Mace＞, Morgue.

This was possible because it was in the previous clone’s nightmare.

As a being with divinity, he stands by and can interfere with the minimum level of ＜Nightmare＞.

In this situation, where the foundation of the nightmare was not shaken, it was impossible to convey words or voices.

Currently, the level of interference that is possible is ‘recording’.

The extent of leaving letters engraved on paper.

Yuma walked into Hestia’s room where she was eating.

To be precise, it passed through Hestia’s door and entered the room as if it were seeping in.

Cheesy…

A hand waved in the air.

Yuma’s divine power interfered with Morgue’s nightmare, forming a hand.

A fountain pen floated on top of a blank piece of paper.

And a fountain pen created type on the paper.

I can’t write long sentences.

There is no such interference.

And even if I wrote a long sentence, the truth would not be conveyed to Hestia today.

A key point that will shake your brain.

It was best to write down the key points.

What Hestia needs to know now. Words that could awaken Hestia.

Ssuk ssuk…

-It’s a dream. wake up

square…

-Clone, Brigitte, Ermel.

First of all, my current colleagues.

People who are precious to the current Hestia.

A trigger to doubt that this world is a “nightmare.”

I hope he can play at least that level of role.

-Mushin Yuma.

I wrote until the end.

Tuk-

The fountain pen rolled around on the desk.

Cheesy…

The image of a transparent hand soon disappeared in thin air in a thin haze.

After finishing eating, Hestia entered the room.

Hestia lifted an unknown piece of paper on the desk.

“…what?”

Green eyes looked intently at the paper.

“It’s a dream…wake up?”

Hestia’s head tilted.

Hestia still had no idea about the note Yuma left.

“Did mom or dad write a note and misplace it?”

Hestia took out a notebook and inserted this unidentified paper into it.

Because I was too reluctant to throw it away like this.

After sleeping, Hestia got up from the bed.

“dream….”

As soon as I woke up, I muttered the word ‘dream’ and then took out the notebook I had kept in the bookshelf and opened it.

What Yuma wrote yesterday again caused slight ripples in Hestia’s mind.

The names written underneath were the same.

Hestia closed the notebook and put it back on the bookshelf.

And then another day started again.

Gun gun gun!

As soon as I came out of the room, my younger sister, Feln, who was still short, approached me.

Feln muttered, holding Hestia’s right leg with both arms.

“Umm…Sister.”

Hestia burst into laughter at the adorable body heat she could feel from her legs.

“did you sleep well?”

“huh!”

Hestia’s day began to go by again.

Yuma stood and watched Hestia’s day.

Hestia continued to lead a peaceful daily life.

“I don’t like vegetables….”

“Look at what you eat!”

Helping my youngest brother overcome picky eating.

“Carlion! Come here! Let’s do laundry together!”

“Uh, sister.”

I took my second child with me and did the laundry by stepping on the laundry barefoot.

“Try holding the sword again.”

I learned sword fighting from my father.

Yuma could only watch this peaceful day.

And came to a conclusion.

It seems that the letters I wrote to Hestia yesterday were not enough to cause a change in this world.

‘Point of view.’

Yuma thought about ‘time’.

The name of a person who is not far from the situation Clone is currently experiencing.

Yuma felt the need to write down the name this time.

The goal is to create a stir.

In Hestia’s dream.

A day in the world known as daily life passed very quickly.

New fluid… New fluid…

Yuma held Feln in his arms, who came to him whining that he had a nightmare, and looked at Hestia, who was also asleep.

A day with nothing special.

But it is a day not to be missed.

‘… .’

But this is ＜Nightmare＞.

A nightmare that Hestia must wake from.

Yuma took the name out of his head and wrote it down on a notepad.

***

Hestia opened her eyes.

He noticed that his younger sister Feln, who woke up before him, was looking at something.

It was a piece of paper.

-Haruk.

“…Haruk?”

Feln blinked his green eyes and tilted his head.

Hestia, who woke up to Feln’s signs of popularity, placed both hands on Feln’s shoulders.

Feln smiled and raised his head.

And then he opened his mouth.

“What is Haruk? Is it a person’s name?”

Hestia slowly shook her head in response to Feln’s question.

“I don’t know. Feln doesn’t know either, right?”

Feln nodded his head sharply.

“huh!”

Could it be that I am too confident in saying that I don’t know?

Even though Hestia thought that, she couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Feln left Hestia’s room first.

Hestia, who was left alone, stared at the notepad on the desk once again.

“Ha… look.”

Hestia’s eyes widened.

This is because after reciting the name, a severe headache started.

Hwaak-

And in an instant, the scenery in sight suddenly changed.

It was a scene where Hestia’s beautifully decorated room was shattered.

Not only was it broken, it was engulfed in flames and burning.

The world of Hestia’s ＜Nightmare＞.

Since the scenery of the world itself changed in an instant, Yuma was also able to see the scene.

Yuma frowned as he faced the same scene Hestia saw.

‘also.’

This is the past.

Hestia’s family.

And the peaceful days before any disaster occurred in the village.

“uuu…!”

The headache became more severe.

Hestia stumbled and went outside.

Hestia’s gaze turned to her mother, Camelen.

As soon as Hestia saw her mother, she couldn’t help but be shocked once again.

This is because the scene where Camelen’s severed head was rolled around on the ground was played.

“uuup!”

Hestia ended up throwing up.

Only after making a fuss did the bright red illusion disappear before Hestia’s eyes.

Camelen’s head was not cut.

“Hestia! Are you okay?”

Hestia nodded, looking at Kamelen who was looking at her with a worried face.

“…yes I’m okay.”

Hestia’s complexion turned pale.

“Woah, would you like to lie down and rest first?”

Hestia shook her head at Camelen’s words.

“No…I’ll just walk for a bit.”

Hestia smiled, trying to ease Camelen’s worries, and then left the house.