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"I have an ability called [Dream Weaving], which can weave and sew the dreams of different people together. According to my previous experience, as long as the number of dreams weaved together exceeds a certain number, the final group dream will be Big enough to have no boundaries."

Dawn laid out the idea that might work.

When encountering nightmare seashells on the Storm Sea earlier, the entire ship was dragged into a group nightmare by those seashells.

And in that big dream, there is no air wall.

Following this line of thought, Dawn thought that perhaps it might be possible to weave together the dreams of people who can dream of red fish in the Northland.

He wanted to see, if the border of the dream disappeared, where would the red fish in the dream escape to in the end?

Will that mass of crimson, which was formed in nothingness and leads to nowhere, appear in the boundless dreamland?

"Weaving dreams, can even this kind of thing be done?" Bishop Daya was speechless.

Bishop Meyer, who had assisted Dorn before, quickly followed his train of thought, and after a short thought for two seconds, he helped to ask a constructive question:

"Da Ya, the prince of the north leads here, how many people can dream of red fish?"

"Well... at the beginning there were only four or five people, including the prince himself and several important ministers. Later, there were more and more people. Now, there are almost fifty people." Daya replied sternly.

"Fifty people, are there so many in the prince's immediate territory?" The number of people who could dream of the red fish was slightly beyond Dawn's expectation.

You must know that the territory directly under the prince of the Northland only occupies a small part of the huge Northland.

This may indicate that the situation in the Northland has developed to a serious level this time.

But then again, for his [Dream Weaving] project, there is no problem in weaving fifty independent dreams into one boundless dream, and it is completely feasible technically.

"Well, the people who can dream of the red fish are concentrated in the prince's land. As for other places, the people who can dream of the red fish are mainly some powerful vassals. Because the war between the Northland and the royal city has already started, these vassals have not been on the battlefield. , and recently they are all in the prince's leadership."

As the person in charge of the northern diocese, Daya has a good understanding of various situations here, and gave further explanations without stopping.

"I understand." Dawn nodded, "Try tonight about weaving dreams, maybe there will be some gains. Now, everyone should rest first? After all, you haven't slept all night."

No one objected to this proposal.

Although these people present are either the bishops of the Holy See, or the relic bosses walking in reality, or even one-third of the gods.

In terms of their physique, not to mention staying up all night, even if they stay up all night for two or three days, they won't be too physically burdened.

However, since you have to do big things, you still have to take a good rest if you can take a good rest.

Well, especially Bishop Daya, whose body is no longer growing.

...

The mansion of the Northland Phoenix family.

The continuous castles and courtyards are dotted with stone roads and paths, and the fiery red firebird flag and family emblem can be seen everywhere, waving in the cold wind.

There is also white snow accumulated on the top of the blue-black buildings and the roadside, which adds a bit of solemnity to this place.

After finishing the meeting with the archbishops of the Holy See, Don didn't go to rest immediately, but took Vivian to a deserted place outside this luxurious building complex.

The fief of the Grand Duke of Phoenix is ​​next to the prince's territory, and it doesn't take much time to come here through [White Mist Leap].

Before tonight's dream-weaving operation starts, Dawn plans to visit his friend Creek in the North.

If possible, it would be great to see his sister, Miss Veronica, and that Miss Anrietta as well.

These people themselves are great nobles in the north, and Veronica and Allietta have stayed in the north for a long time. From them, you may be able to learn some information with a different perspective from Bishop Daya.

As for why Dorn knew which noble family Crick belonged to.

It originated from a long time ago, when he helped Crick deliver a letter to Veronica who was temporarily living in Golden Oak City. The sealing seal on the envelope was in the shape of a firebird.

Through this fire bird totem, it is easy to find the family emblem of the Phoenix family.

After that, as the relationship became better, Crick did not continue to hide his family identity from Donne.

The noble young master has a showdown.

He is a member of the Empire's hottest Grand Duke Phoenix family, and he doesn't pretend.

Even when he left Eaton and returned to the Northland a few months ago, Creek gave Don an extra quaint copper coin.

This was a treatment that even Charlene did not enjoy.

That coin is not a currency in circulation on the market, and the front and back are embossed with firebirds taking to the fire.

It is estimated that it is something like a keepsake of the Phoenix family.

Leading Vivienne to the guard at the door, Dawn showed the Firebird copper coin: "I'm here to find Crick, my name is Dawn, and I'm his friend."

After seeing the Firebird copper coins, the guards were very respectful, bowed to the two of them and said "please wait a moment", and then sent the people around them to ride a tall brown horse and rush into the mansion to report up.

Vivian: "I have to say, the Crick's house is really big."

Dawn: "Well, a member of the Grand Duke Phoenix's family, Creek is really a great nobleman among the great nobles. No wonder Miss Charlene tried every means to curry favor with him and the other two young ladies when they first arrived in Eton."

"It is indeed the young master of a great noble family. Well, speaking of it, Dawn... you arranged such a young master to work on the monster farm for two full years..."

"Cough! Can the work of a monster scholar be called work? That's called scientific research. Moreover, knowledge is priceless."

It may be because the Huobird family's mansion is too big, it took a lot of time for the temporary notification.

During this gap, Don and Miss Goblin stood in the snow a little away from the guards, whispering to each other for a long time in a voice that the guards couldn't hear.

After a while, a two-horse carriage ran out on the road facing the main entrance of the mansion. The two big horses snorted and panted, and the hot air exhaled from their noses turned into white mist.

"Woo—" the coachman stopped the car at the gate.

Afterwards, the door of the carriage opened, and it was the little red-haired Creek who came out of it.

He jumped off the carriage and waved excitedly to the two at the door:

"Mr. Dorn, and Miss Vivienne, are you really you? I just couldn't believe it when I heard the report. Why did you come to the north?"

"Good morning, Mr. Creek. Let's come, uh... to do something." Miss Goblin responded politely.

But Don was looking at the carriage running out of the mansion, and fell silent.

Good guy, it's really poverty that limits your imagination.

Rich people can run horse-drawn carriages even at home?