Chapter 52 – 52. A password just for two people
There is silence in the room.
Princess Eleanor and the Archmage’s disciples behind her were all looking at me with their mouths closed.
I meant to quickly give me an answer.
“… … .”
I was just lost in thought with my eyes on the princess.
does not exist.
there’s nothing.
There really wasn’t any evil spirit attached to her.
[Hmm?]
Even the dark spirit looks around at Princess Eleanor with a subtle expression, but turns his gaze towards me with an expression of no understanding.
[What do you see?]
I take a step closer to Princess Eleanor, thinking that I should definitely warn her not to talk when people are around.
There are several evil spirits or monsters associated with nightmares.
For example, in my era, there was a monster called ‘Mac’ that was made up of body parts from various animals.
Of course, that is a monster that eats nightmares.
In this world, there are nightmares. Since this is a world where devils exist, of course there are nightmares, but devils are not something that can be easily seen.
‘If he was a devil in the first place, he would have already been harmed by a saint.’
It may be an evil spirit, but there is no way the saint could have missed the devil. Because she was truly the antithesis of the devil.
In the game, for a short time while she was a party member, the method of toiling with a demon was established as one of the main routes.
anyway.
It’s definitely not related to the devil. However, it doesn’t look like they are being attacked by evil spirits or monsters.
‘Is it because I’m in a dream that I can’t see it?’
As I was trying to make my own deductions, Princess Eleanor irritably shouted at me.
“They said they would treat me! “What are you doing now?”
The sight of her shouting quite angrily, probably because her stress was at its peak. It is quite different from the Eleanor I knew from the game.
That’s why I asked honestly.
“What about the content of the dream?”
“… … .”
“Is it different every day?”
I had already heard about the contents once from King Orpheus, but I still wanted to hear it directly from the princess’s mouth.
She purses her lips and begins to carefully release them.
The content of dreams is always different.
The place, the situation, and the characters that appear.
But the important thing is that it is so real that it is indistinguishable from reality, and there is always someone coming out to learn about the gap between dreams and reality.
“Well, I told you last time that there was no scent in dreams… … “After a while, I started to smell the scent even in my dreams.”
Upon hearing the contents, the Archmage’s disciples let out a gloomy sigh. It was easy to see how terrified the princess was.
After hearing the whole story, I nodded slightly and answered.
“Please sleep.”
“… … what?”
“You need to sleep so I can check on your condition.”
Eleanor immediately stands up on the chair and screams as if she were having a fit.
“Si, I hate it! “I don’t want to sleep!”
As she runs away from me, the archmage’s disciples behind her come running in and block my path.
“Stay still.”
“I know that the moment I move carelessly, I will become crippled.”
But I answered Eleanor without even looking at them.
“So you’re not going to sleep for the rest of your life? In the end, you have no choice but to sleep at some point.”
“… … .”
“So, please sleep while I stay. “Wouldn’t that be the only way to analyze the cause of nightmares?”
Although the situation is different, dreams are gradually changing and evolving, imitating reality.
I don’t know where the imitation ends or what the purpose is.
“Dreams are catching up with reality. Surely, at some point, you will no longer be able to tell them apart. “I don’t know what will happen then, but I need to check the situation to resolve it before then.”
“… … .”
Nevertheless, I thought for a moment and made a suggestion to Eleanor, who was shaking her head in fear.
“How about this? “We are creating a password that only the princess and I will know.”
“… … password?”
I push aside the disciples who stand in my way and stand in front of the princess.
The trembling figure could not possibly be that of Eleanor, who had faced death proudly.
“Princess dreams have one thing in common. “The locations and characters follow the princess’s current situation.”
When I fell asleep in the dormitory, I dreamed of before I entered school, and in the carriage, I dreamed of riding in a carriage.
As time goes by, dreams are catching up with reality, so if you fall asleep now, you will probably dream of being in a royal palace.
“You need to find me to find out if that place is a dream. And you are asking.”
“… … what?”
“Well, there’s no need to do anything complicated. Is it reality? “You can ask this.”
“Are you kidding me? If you ask that, of course the guy in your dream is real! Even if you set a password in the first place, he might know about it!”
Just as when she read the book in her dream, the content that was in Eleanor’s head was written in the book.
If the guy in the dream finds out about the code in Eleanor’s head through some method we don’t know, it’s over.
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But I tell them to rest assured.
“If you ask me if it is real, I will tell you a word that Princess Eleanor does not know. This is a word you’ve never heard before, and I’ll explain it to you.”
“… … what?”
When asked what the heck that meant, I shrugged my shoulders and signaled for him to give it a try.
It’s much faster to try it than to explain it in words.
“Is it real now?”
“There is a character called Dooly.”
“… … what?”
The corners of my mouth strangely go up when I see Eleanor frowning.
“This is a dinosaur I saw in a children’s book in the past. “You can think of it as something like a demonic beast with a green body.”
“There really is such a thing? Doo, Dooly?”
“You don’t need to worry about that. “But this way, I know a ton of words that you don’t know.”
“… … .”
“He is getting fragmentary information from the princess. In other words, there’s no way he knows something the princess doesn’t know.”
Princess Eleanor nods slowly. He swallows his saliva and looks at me eagerly, probably because he’s almost completely overtaken my words.
“So you can find me anywhere. And then you ask. “Is this place where I am now real?”
“… … okay.”
Eleanor, holding both hands tightly, slowly lies down on the bed as if she had made a promise.
Then he slowly closed his eyes, but then they opened again and turned his head to look at me.
“Wait a minute, tell me the opposite situation.”
“Are you saying the opposite?”
“Yes, you say those words when you see me, without me having to check. Then you will know that I am real.”
“… … .”
“The person who sees the other person first speaks. “It’s kind of like a game.”
Eleanor says with a slight smile, as if she is a little excited. It wasn’t that difficult of a request, so I nodded softly.
Eleanor said it was okay and slowly closed her eyes.
She forced herself to stay awake and quickly fell asleep.
* * *
About five hours have passed since Eleanor fell asleep. Meanwhile, Deius Verdi and the Archmage’s disciples stayed where they were, and the sunset was slowly setting outside.
“Huh! “Huh!”
Eleanor quickly got out of bed, drenched in sweat again, and held her head, exhaling violently.
A headache hits you hard and you feel something pushing against your brain.
“Princess, are you okay?”
Eleanor glances at the man’s voice asking calmly.
Deius Verdi, who smelled strangely good even though he wasn’t wearing any perfume, was standing next to him.
Even though Deius maintained a blank expression, as if he had just figured something out of the previous situation, his face showed a strange sense of dignity and confidence.
“Well, something. Did you find out?”
When I took the towel he gave me and wiped my wet neck and asked, Deius nodded, saying it was very obvious.
“Yes, I found a solution.”
“okay… … I’m glad.”
“Did the password help you?”
“uh?”
Eleanor has finally come to her senses and smiles softly and nods.
“Yes, thanks to you, I was able to realize that it was a dream.”
“Thank goodness.”
Deius nodded slightly, as if he had expected that to happen, and answered calmly but firmly.
“I think we can solve the princess’s nightmare tomorrow.”
“Really?!”
When Eleanor, who was surprised, smiled brightly and said, Deius confidently replied that there was no problem.
“Then I need to get ready, so I’ll just go.”
“Yes, please.”
Eleanor gets up, thinking that she needs to take a shower first. She was a little dizzy, but still felt good.
Deius Verdi was, just like his first impression, a straight-laced, confident, and cool-headed man.
It really fits perfectly.
… … .
… … … … .
… … … … … … .
Does it fit exactly with your first impression?
I breathe through my nose again and smell the scent that remains where Deius was.
I slowly reach out my hand and try to pull up the mana. A brilliant blue mana appeared at her fingertips.
And last.
Holding the doorknob, Eleanor swallows her saliva and asks as she looks at the back of Deius’s head, who is about to leave.
“Deius.”
“Yes, princess.”
“Is this place real?”
When I slowly let go of the doorknob that had been turned, the doorknob clicks and returns to its original position.
Deius slowly turned around and declared coldly.
“Damn it.”
“Huh! “Huh!”
Eleanor opens her eyes again and wakes up in the same bed as before, damp and sweating.
It was already dark outside, so the lights in the room were turned on, and Deius Verdi and his two students were standing guard, just like in the dream.
“… … .”
Eleanor covers her face with the towel that Deius handed her to her without saying a word and forces herself to take deep breaths.
In that state, Eleanor asked Deius.
“W-W-This is… … “Is it real?”
To those words, Deius answered calmly.
“Fermat’s Last Theorem. This is the most famous conundrum in the history of mathematics. “Many mathematicians had no choice but to cry in front of him, become frustrated, and remain silent.”
“… … .”
“However, 358 years after the problem became known to the world, Andrew Wiles came up with an answer. “It was a historic moment.”
After hearing those words, Eleanor grumbles with tears in her eyes out of relief.
“What kind of bullshit is that? Damn it.”
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