"I?"
Misha pointed at herself, then shook her head with clear regret.
"Miss Himeko, as you know, I am currently only a 'Memetic Entity of the Dreamscape.' I can only exist within the world of sweet dreams and cannot leave this place."
A 'Memetic Entity of the Dreamscape' is born from the aggregated memoria of the dream world; it cannot depart from here.
"If Senior Misha wishes to leave and continue traveling the universe with the Astral Express to explore the stars, we can ask the people from the 'Genius Society' to help create a device capable of carrying memoria."
At this point, Himeko paused for a moment before continuing.
"Lady Ruan Mei and Lady Herta from the 'Genius Society' are currently on Penacony as well. I can request…"
"There's no need."
Before Himeko could finish, Misha interrupted her proposal.
"Hahaha, Miss Himeko, there's no need to owe the Genius Society any favors on my account. My strength is already almost exhausted. At this point, I probably only have about one day left."
Misha smiled gently and told the Nameless her current situation.
This senior of the Nameless spoke of the cruelest truth in the gentlest and most indifferent tone.
"Everyone, my journey has reached its final destination. And what comes next…"
"is the path that belongs to all of you."
— — — —
Penacony Grand Theater, 'Reality'…
"The power of the 'Ena's Dream' truly is formidable. Even these battle-hardened Nameless have unknowingly fallen into the dream…"
Watching Himeko, March 7th, and Stelle asleep before him, a smile appeared on Sunday's face. However, it quickly vanished, replaced by a grave expression.
"No, I cannot let this fleeting victory cloud my judgment."
Sunday shook his head firmly, his golden eyes filled with deep thought.
The reason his 'Ena's Dream' had been constructed so smoothly was entirely because the Emanator-level powerhouses had not intervened.
To be honest, the moment the dream domain had just expanded, he had indeed been shocked by Penacony's current state.
There was no other reason— he had not expected that, on this small Penacony, aside from the four Emanators they already knew about (the Emanator of Causality Yun Fan, the Emanators of Erudition Ruan Mei and Herta, and the Emanator of Nihility Acheron), there was actually another top-tier Emanator.
Sunday could not be certain how strong that Emanator's energy fluctuations were, but by conservative estimate, that vast imaginary energy was probably stronger than the combined power of Yun Fan and Acheron.
Who were Yun Fan and Acheron? It was no exaggeration to say that if they fought head-on, either one of them alone would be far beyond what he could handle.
And now, an Emanator even stronger than the sum of those two had appeared. This was simply the worst possible news.
The only thing worth celebrating was that this Emanator seemed to have no opinion on his actions and had remained in a state of observation.
Even so, Sunday still felt a faint unease in his heart. Although 'Ena's Dream' had been completed, this was only the beginning. He still had many things to handle next.
'I need to find an opportunity to meet that Emanator. This variable is simply too large.'
After quietly making plans in his heart, Sunday prepared to leave the Penacony Grand Theater. However, at that moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay… cough, Brother-in-law, please wait."
Hearing the voice, Sunday was startled at first, a layer of fine cold sweat instantly appearing on his body. But when he heard the person behind him, he let out a slight sigh of relief.
"Mr. Yun Fan, it has been a while."
Sunday smiled and bowed slightly in greeting to Yun Fan. However, in the next second, his smile froze.
Because at this moment, it was not only Yun Fan who appeared before him. Beside his brother-in-law was a beautiful girl with beige-colored hair.
Delicate and pure—this was Sunday's first impression of the girl. Although he did not recognize this young lady, Sunday's intuition told him that his own little sister had encountered a formidable rival.
"Brother-in-law, may I ask who this young lady is?"
Sunday's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone growing a little heavier. In addressing Yun Fan, he changed "Mr. Yun Fan" to "Brother-in-law," as if declaring ownership on behalf of his sister.
"Hello, Family Head Sunday. My name is Firefly. I have long heard about you from my dear little sister Robin. She said her brother is a gentle and considerate gentleman. Now that I see you, it is indeed true."
A bright smile appeared on Firefly's face, yet her tone was filled with clear mockery and gunpowder. Even Yun Fan standing beside her could not help swallowing.
This was the first time he had seen Firefly like this. Calling Robin "little sister" was clearly a declaration of ownership toward Sunday.
"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, Miss Firefly. However, I am merely an ordinary minor character and unworthy of such praise."
"A minor character?"
Firefly shook her head with a light smile. Looking at the sleeping Himeko and the others trapped in the dream, the girl waved her slender hand, and the three were instantly teleported back to the Reverie Hotel.
Seeing this, Sunday's pupils contracted slightly, and an unprecedentedly serious expression appeared on his face.
Because the moment Firefly acted, he had sensed a familiar power—the exact same energy aura of that top-tier Emanator he had felt when he deployed 'Ena's Dream.'
Noticing Sunday silently watching her as if deep in thought, Firefly smiled gently again and spoke.
"To usurp the avatar of [Harmony], using the power of [Order] to pull everyone on Penacony into the dream—how could someone like you, Mr. Sunday, possibly be called a minor character?"
"Hahaha, it seems my eyes were truly blind. I did not expect Miss Firefly to also be an Emanator. My deepest apologies." Sunday smiled formally and gave Firefly a polite bow.
After confirming that the girl before him was the Emanator he had sensed, Sunday began trying to obtain useful information from her.
Considering her strength, he did not play any clever tricks and asked directly.
"May I ask, Miss Firefly, which Aeon's Emanator are you? Could you satisfy this small curiosity of mine?"