Chapter 175 : Everything Exists in Dreams
Chapter 175: Everything Exists in Dreams
Inside the Bedchamber, candlelight flickered.
Hera had changed into a dark purple silk nightgown, reclining halfway on a soft couch layered with thick snow-beast fur. In her hand was an ancient magical tome, her golden hair cascading casually over her shoulders—beautiful like a painting.
Of course, it would be even better if what she said matched her appearance.
Lilia stood by the bed, engaged in an intense internal struggle.
Although there had been an “accident” last night, that was due to special circumstances (she had taken something).
After going that hard yesterday, today should return to normal, right?
Lilia cleared her throat, trying to make her voice sound sincere and exhausted: “Your Majesty, it’s late. You’ve worked hard all day, so perhaps you should…”
“Rest?”
“I’m not tired.”
“Uh… I mean…” Lilia tried to salvage it.
“Lilia.”
Hera’s golden eyes shimmered under the candlelight with a glint that made Lilia’s heart race.
Lilia’s body stiffened, her legs moving on their own as they mechanically stepped toward the bed.
Hera extended her hand, her cool fingertips lightly tracing across Lilia’s wrist.
“The energy of the Seed of Life is immense. If it’s not guided and expended in time, letting it accumulate inside will burden the mind.”
But Lilia clearly caught the fleeting trace of teasing in her eyes.
“Since your body doesn’t feel tired, then let’s not waste such a beautiful night.”
Hera curled her lips slightly, and the Conjoined Heart Lock ring on her wrist flashed with a faint red light.
“We’ll continue tonight.”
Lilia: “……”
What the hell?!
Are you a demon?! Oh wait—you are the Demon Queen.
“Um… Your Majesty…” Lilia attempted one last desperate struggle. “Even if my body isn’t tired, I feel like my mental state might be a bit…”
“Your mind?” Hera raised an eyebrow. “Perfect. That’s within the scope of testing too. Training your willpower is also part of being my maid.”
……
Two hours later.
Lilia’s body indeed wasn’t sore or aching—if anything, it felt somewhat energized. That green energy surged happily through her meridians, as if mocking her: “Come on! Keep going!”
But her heart had shattered into QR codes.
This feeling—her body not needing rest, but her mind begging for death—was worse than torture.
Lilia soaked herself in a large bathtub, rose petals floating on the surface—Hera’s favorite.
Steam rose around her.
She buried her face in the water, blowing bubbles, trying to calm herself down.
Was it going to be like this every day from now on?
Working like a beast during the day, and at night… serving as experimental material?
Who could endure that?
Even if she had a bit of masochistic tendency, this intensity was way over the limit.
“Sigh…”
Lilia emerged from the water, wiping droplets from her face, letting out a long sigh as she stared blankly at the crystal chandelier above.
“This life is unbearable.”
“Even production team donkeys get breaks. I don’t even dare…”
Just as Lilia was overwhelmed with sorrow and about to compose a poem to mourn her lost youth and sleep—
【Ding!】
A crisp notification sound exploded in her mind.
The long-absent blue interface popped up before her eyes.
The system’s distinctive mechanical voice now sounded strangely… sly?
【Detected that the host’s mental stress level has exceeded the critical threshold, currently in an extreme emo state.】
【As the most considerate and user-friendly auxiliary system in the universe, even though I’ve already been sold to your boss, I still care deeply about your mental and physical well-being.】
Lilia rolled her eyes and snapped back mentally, “Cut the crap and get to the point. If you’ve got nothing, dismiss yourself. I just want some peace.”
【Does the host not wish to change this passive situation of being constantly oppressed?】
Lilia’s ears perked up. “What do you mean? Can you let me beat Hera?”
【No. Unless you have a death wish.】 The system mercilessly shattered her fantasy. 【However, under certain specific rules, the host has a chance to seize the initiative—and even make Her Majesty… cough, beg for mercy.】
Lilia’s eyes instantly lit up like two spotlights.
Make Hera beg for mercy?
That high-and-mighty, untouchable Hera—begging?
The image was so beautiful that just imagining it made Lilia grin ear to ear.
“Explain! If it’s real, I’ll forgive all the times you screwed me over!”
The system panel flickered and displayed a new interface.
It wasn’t the mission panel or status panel.
Instead, it looked like a colorful spinning lottery wheel, filled with incomprehensible symbols.
【Dream Weaver】
【Function Description: Utilizing the mental link of the Conjoined Heart Lock, when the target is unguarded (such as in deep sleep or a relaxed mental state), the host can construct a temporary [Dream Instance].】
【Within the dream, real-world power suppression will be weakened, and the rules will be set by the host (though not excessively, or the system will forcibly wake the target).】
【Simply put: In reality, you cower. In dreams, you strike back hard.】
Lilia sucked in a sharp breath.
Th-this…
Wasn’t this the literal version of “everything exists in dreams”?
Setting rules inside a dream?
If it wasn’t about magic power, but instead… say, hand-to-hand combat? Or cooking? Or even… who had thicker skin?
An image appeared in Lilia’s mind: Hera wearing a maid outfit, kneeling on the ground massaging her legs, while saying, “Lady Lilia, I was wrong.”
Pfft—
She almost had a nosebleed.
“This is great! This is amazing!” Lilia excitedly splashed water. “How do I use it? Can I use it now?”
【Cooldown Time: 72 hours. Current Status: Available.】
【Note: Using this function carries certain risks. If the target detects and counterattacks within the dream, the host will suffer mental backlash in reality.】
【Activate immediately?】
Lilia looked at the 【Yes/No】 options and hesitated for about 0.01 seconds.
Was that even a question?
Take the gamble—turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!
But what if she won? Even if only once—even if only in a dream, if she could turn the tables just once, her life as a maid would be worth it!
Lilia stood up from the bathtub, water splashing around her. She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes rekindled with fire, and a “sinister” smile curved on her lips.
Master, don’t blame me.
It’s this damn oppression that forced me!
“Activate!”
Lilia roared in her mind.
【Command confirmed. Initiating [Dream Weaver]…】
【Target locked: Hera.】
【Detected stable mental fluctuations. Current state: …reading absentmindedly? Perfect entry point.】
【Instance construction begins. Please select a dream theme—】
Three options appeared on the screen, each name making Lilia’s heart race.
A. 【Zombie Siege: Survival in the Apocalypse】
B. 【Campus Turmoil: Delinquent Transfer Student】
C. 【Role Reversal: The Maid’s Counterattack】
Lilia’s finger trembled, hovering in the air.
These three… were impossible to choose between!
“I choose C!”
Lilia slammed it decisively.
【Theme confirmed: Role Reversal.】
【Loading… 3… 2… 1…】
【Good night, Lady Lilia. Wishing you… an enjoyable experience.】
The bathroom lights suddenly blurred.
Lilia felt her vision go dark, her consciousness being pulled into a massive vortex.