I Have a Sailing Game

Uvie Muzhe was startled by Rogel’s words, not expecting that this was his intention. It certainly remembered the incident: "It seemed to happen to the north... Once, the Nightmare Creatures of the Sea of Dreams even ran into the Sea of Holy Scales, and Dragon Village had established an expedition to eliminate them then."

Recalling this matter, Uvie Muzhe said, "You should go find the Clan Leader; he should know the specific direction and details."

"Oh, and this shard is for you."

Saying this, Uvie Muzhe returned the shard of the Dimir Mirror that Rogel had given it previously, shaking its head: "I thought I could extract some power from it, but it’s useless."

Of course, Dream Power and Power of Illusion are related, but the issue lies with Uvie Muzhe’s Tier.

Without a sufficient Tier, naturally, one cannot extract the corresponding power.

After receiving the mirror shard, Rogel nodded, bid farewell, and then found the Clan Leader, Duntemolin.

"The Sea of Dreams? What are you doing there?" Duntemolin frowned slightly, looking at Rogel: "Have you encountered any trouble? Do you need my help?"

Upon hearing this, Rogel naturally shook his head.

The purpose of his journey was certainly not due to trouble, but rather a thought that the Sea of Dreams might be related to Mephisto in the Monument of the Rambler.

If Mephisto is still alive today, Rogel would be able to ask Him some significant questions.

At the same time, near the Sea of Holy Scales, there are also many mist barriers, and after visiting the Sea of Dreams, he can start seeking the path to Demigod powers, killing two birds with one stone.

As for why he came to ask Duntemolin, it was simply to save some Power of Faith...

"Thanks for your concern, but it’s just some trivial matter, no need to trouble you." Rogel shook his head and noticed Duntemolin’s expression seemed a bit troubled: "What? Is there something special about the Sea of Dreams?"

"...Hmm." Duntemolin nodded after a moment of silence: "I don’t know if Uvie Muzhe mentioned it to you, but the creatures of the Sea of Dreams once entered the Sea of Holy Scales."

Rogel nodded.

Seeing this, Duntemolin explained the reason: "Back then, the Sea of Dreams had an upheaval, and the Dream Creatures escaped into the Sea of Holy Scales, causing a considerable disturbance, but ultimately it returned to Peace."

"And before Starry Dragon City rose in Dragon Village, the Sea of Dreams experienced another upheaval, this time, coming along with it was the extremely troublesome Domain of Nightmare."

"Domain of Nightmare?" Rogel said, somewhat puzzled.

Duntemolin nodded and explained gravely: "A mobile zone that can make people indulge in Nightmares and strengthen themselves."

"Fortunately, I hadn’t left at that time, and after some effort, barely managed to expel this thing."

"To prevent the troubles of the Sea of Dreams from spreading again to the Sea of Holy Scales, I placed a restriction around the border..."

Upon hearing this, Rogel already understood what Duntemolin meant.

Duntemolin had placed a restriction to address the troubles of the local Sea of Dreams.

And if Rogel wishes to enter this time, he would have to break the restriction, and when that happens, the creatures of the Sea of Dreams would once again enter the Sea of Holy Scales, posing a considerable hassle.

"No problem, I’ll just go around." After pondering briefly, Rogel thought of a solution.

Upon hearing this, Duntemolin instinctively wanted to say something, but the words didn’t come out.

The surroundings of the Sea of Dreams are also mist barriers, which are extremely dangerous and easy to get lost by ordinary people, but for Rogel at the Demigod Tier, it’s really no big deal, just a bit more troublesome.

Therefore, Duntemolin said no more.

"Be careful, the Dimir Mirror is already shattered; the Sea of Dreams might have considerable trouble."

It could only say this as a reminder to Rogel.

Rogel nodded and then said no more, directly set off, preparing to bypass and head towards the Sea of Dreams.

...

[Boundary Mist rules are operational.]

[You’ve constructed a Fog-clearing Lamp, rendering you immune to the disorientation of Boundary Mist.]

[Twenty-seven seconds until the next Mist Tide.]

[Mist Tide in progress...]

[Mist Tide concluded.]

[You’ve arrived at: Flower Lake (0.33%)]

[Flower Lake: This is a vast annular island, with a translucent amber like crystal at its center. The island is in full bloom, with many beautiful little beings inhabiting it, making it a rare place of serenity.]

"Huh?"

Rogel intended to bypass this area after the Mist Tide, directly entering the Sea of Dreams.

But the prompt in the information panel intrigued him.

Flower Lake... seemed like an interesting place.

After thinking for a moment, Rogel decided to see what special qualities this place might have.

Clearing the mist before him revealed a piece of black night.

Yet, within this night, there were intermittent sparks shining, reflecting on the water, refracting clean and clear rays that imbued the entire island with a dreamy and exquisite texture.

No doubt, the island before his eyes is the very island where Flower Lake is located.

And around it, there are no other islands or wide seas, only mist.

It is tightly wrapped by mist, utterly isolated from the world.

When Rogel directed his Spiritual Power towards Flower Lake, a rare hint of shock appeared on his face, his pupils contracted slightly.

Then, his expression condensed, he closed his eyes without hesitation, frantically channeling Power of Faith.

...

"Hmm hmm~ Hmm hmm~"

In the small cabin in the cultivation area of Black Tide Academy, a leisurely Little Elf lay on the bed with legs crossed, humming a melody only she could understand.

With a small gesture of her hand, the strawberry cake in front of the cabin obediently separated a small piece and ran into her mouth automatically.

Eat until full, sleep until tired, occasionally going "on business trips" outside the cultivation area and then returning to enjoy delicious food; such a life was extremely pleasant.

Originally, according to Rogel’s idea, he wanted Iya to exert her ability to cultivate various crops and plants under the Black Tide Secret Society, to keep her busy.

And Iya had indeed been busy for a while.

The little one was often standing with her hands on her hips, looking troubled during that period.

But since more and more people joined the cultivation area, Iya’s work had become increasingly easy.

Moreover, it must be mentioned that most humans indeed have little resistance to cute little beings.

Just Iya standing there makes people feel adorable; naturally, the people in the cultivation area couldn’t resist.

Furthermore, she’s a member of Gelin.

Over time, the people in the cultivation area treated her better and better, not bothering her unless there were special circumstances.

And the price...

"Just a kiss for so much delicious food, they are much better than the big bad guy!"

Iya thought, while savoring the taste of the food.

There were many girls in the cultivation area, and Iya received lots of feedings every day.

Although the taste is average, the quantity is quite satisfying!

"But just (chew chew)... the taste (chew chew)... doesn’t compare (chew chew)... to the big bad guy (chew chew)... who makes it so delicious (chew chew)..."

Speaking of which, Iya began to feel a bit homesick for Rogel’s... cuisine.

"Oh, I haven’t seen the big bad guy for a long time..."

Suddenly, she sat up from the bed, with a worried look appearing on her little face.

"Could the big bad guy be dead?"

Thinking about this, the Little Elf worriedly began pacing around the cabin.

"If the big bad guy died, I wouldn’t have anything delicious to eat anymore!"

But suddenly, while she was fretting.

A pitch-black hand suddenly appeared, grabbed her in one swoop.

"Ah!"

The Little Elf only had time to exclaim before her figure suddenly vanished, disappearing from sight.