Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

After the meal, Loren brought the magical potions he had brewed to the church. He intended to act now to avoid complications from long delays.

Even Loren wasn’t entirely sure when Phoris might come back to kill him, so acting preemptively was the safer course.

In the church’s secret chamber, the Bishop was already prepared. Besides him, there were three Scarecrows. This operation wasn’t about numbers but about precision.

”This is the Dream Potion. After drinking it, you will enter a pleasant dream. At that time, I will find a way to enter your dreams and guide you to the Forest of Dreams.

”Afterwards, you will cause destruction on the periphery, while I charge in to wreck the interior.”

”Master Mentor, won’t that be dangerous for you?”

The Bishop voiced his doubt, but his first concern wasn’t for himself; it was for Loren.

”Don’t worry. I won’t do anything I’m not confident about. Moreover, for the sake of the God of Bountiful Harvest, all of this is worth it.”

Loren once again raised the banner of a righteous cause, moving the others quite a bit.

”First, extend your hands. I will inscribe some runes on them. If you encounter danger later, you can use these runes to escape. After all, the dream realm is the territory of the God of Dreams, a place full of perils.””Understood.”

The Bishop and the several Scarecrows all extended their hands. Although Loren couldn’t see their faces, he could sense their moved emotions.

Loren took a writing brush, dipped it in the blood of a supernatural creature, and inscribed one peculiar rune after another on the backs of their hands.

”These runes will connect you to the God of Bountiful Harvest. When in danger, gaze upon these runes and chant the honorable name of the God of Bountiful Harvest, and He will pull you out.

”Also, memorize the appearance of these runes. If any anomalies appear, chant the honorable name immediately, as that indicates you are on the verge of getting lost.”

Before the operation, Loren made thorough preparations.

”Good. Now drink the potion, and let’s begin the operation.”

After the Bishop and the Scarecrows drank their potions, Loren glanced at the Scarecrows guarding them and also drank the Dream Potion.

...

When he drank the potion, Loren closed his eyes, wondering what kind of pleasant dream he would have. However, when he opened his eyes, the scene before him hadn’t changed in the slightest.

Simultaneously, the others also regained consciousness. The Bishop thanked Loren profusely, saying the operation had concluded perfectly. Not only had they killed Phoris’s main body, but they had also destroyed the Forest of Dreams.

Loren didn’t reply. He just silently bid them farewell and walked back home.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Mirrorheart kneeling at the entrance waiting for him, Starnight flying towards him, Anna asking for a hug, and the other Witches inquiring if he was cold or warm. Naclis watched Loren from a distance and sighed in relief upon seeing he was completely unharmed.

”Oh, so my current life is already my pleasant dream.”

Looking at everyone in the dream, Loren suddenly understood.

The current Loren had money, status, and power. Most importantly, he had many people who loved him. He lacked nothing anymore.

Even Loren himself didn’t know how his life could become more beautiful than it already was. Perhaps only by killing the gods and completely eliminating the hidden threats.

Even then, their lives wouldn’t change much; they would just have one less hidden danger.

Loren smiled and shook his head. Having realized this, Loren used his Dreamwalker ability to jump out of his own dream.

This time, he arrived in a pure white space again, white as nothingness.

Loren continued flying upwards. The Dreamwalker ability allowed him to fly freely within dreams.

He flew and flew until the ground grew smaller and smaller, and eventually the entire world transformed into a white sphere of light. Only then did Loren finally fly out of his own dream.

At this moment, Loren felt as if he were within a galaxy, surrounded by countless points of light everywhere.

Each point of light was a person’s dream. In essence, these points of light were the same as the Dream Leaves on the Dream Trees, just not yet controlled by the God of Dreams.

The point of light representing Loren’s dream was now pure white, while on other points of light, faint images would flicker in and out. Through these images, Loren found the dreams of the Bishop and the several Scarecrows around his own point of light and entered them.

The first dream Loren entered was the Bishop’s dream.

...

”Being a Bishop in the small Gedlan Kingdom really does you a disservice. I now recommend you to become a Bishop in the Nofica Theocracy, in the Royal Capital of the Nofica Theocracy!”

In the dream, Loren stood before the Bishop, patting his shoulder and praising him.

The Bishop trembled with excitement. Previously, Koranda, a Bishop from a remote area of Nofica, had come and could still outrank him, which had annoyed him for quite some time.

Now, he had finally turned the tables, truly becoming someone only under two people. Among mortals, only the Pope of the Nofica Theocracy and Loren were above him...

”...”

Seeing this scene, Loren found it a bit hard to keep a straight face. He hadn’t expected the Bishop’s pleasant dream to involve him.

”Stop dreaming. If you really want a promotion, wait until we deal with Phoris.”

Loren’s voice shattered the Bishop’s fantasy. The Bishop glanced at the runes on the back of his hand, then looked at Loren in the sky. The dream instantly shattered, and he too arrived in a pure white space.

”...”

The Bishop’s expression instantly turned serious as he concurred:

”Yes, Master Mentor...”

Loren didn’t waste words with him either. First, he pulled him out of the dream, then quickly entered the dream of one of the Scarecrows.

However, Loren hadn’t expected this dream to also involve him.

In the dream, Loren berated the Pope, calling him irresponsible, and then promoted this Scarecrow, saying he would be the future Pope...

Loren couldn’t be bothered to say more and directly pulled him out of the dream, entering the next Scarecrow’s dream.

One could only say this one was even more of a dreamer. Whether it was the Bishop or the other Scarecrows, they only fantasized about climbing higher. He directly fantasized about Loren giving his Angel quota to him.

This time, Loren couldn’t resist and kicked him. This was a dream he truly dared to have.

After taking him out, Loren entered the dream of the final Scarecrow.

This time, he heard wedding music. This Scarecrow was fantasizing about getting married.

Now Loren became interested. A Scarecrow wanting to get married was indeed quite rare. Then, Loren saw himself at the wedding venue.

He was the groom.

”What the hell, what are you fantasizing about?”

Loren couldn’t hold back and directly flew up, delivering a kick that sent the Scarecrow flying and also woke her up.

”M-Master Mentor...”

The Scarecrow who got up saw Loren and stammered out the words, like a middle schooler caught watching adult videos by their family.

”You’re a woman?”

The Scarecrows were all covered in plants, making it truly difficult to distinguish their gender, so Loren only realized her gender now.

”...”

She didn’t reply. Loren’s words were indeed a bit hurtful.