[Silver Ash] - Become The Strongest In Another World
CHAPTER 143: Forgotten Dreams

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(This dream again, yes .. )

Cryll with his still-uncollected consciousness fully tried to pay attention to the surroundings.

There was absolutely nothing around him. It was a boundless room with a completely white color.

Not a single object was decorated. Everything is pure white.

It was truly a dazzling sight and made her nauseous the first time she saw it. But now he is used to it.

He only felt a little glare when he stared long enough at the white room.

(Should be any minute .. )

Based on his experience all along, he should have been in this endless white space for a few minutes.

His sense of time is dead, so he can only guess, and hang everything on luck.

Shortly thereafter, just as he thought.

The room changed, now a strange place with hundreds of stairs leading all over the place.

The previously white sky had now turned bright red, and the white floor on which he had previously stood had completely disappeared, replaced with a footing made of stone, connecting the four stairs in its entirety.

The only place on foot is the stone floor measuring 3 × 3 meters, as well as the endless stairs. Moreover, there was only an empty space filled with a dazzling red color.

This is a place that looks strange, at the same time terrible. However, Cryll showed no expression of surprise at all upon seeing her.

He's been here a lot. More precisely, almost every night he spends his time here.

This endless labyrinth and stairs, was a scene that always accompanied him in a dream.

Cryll walked up the stairs, and opened the door at the end of the stairs.

As soon as he entered the door, what was before him was the same scene as before. Only a strange red room with hundreds of stairs and doors led it to the other door.

He's been here a lot, so he's quite understanding of the pattern. There will be no way out. All the doors that are there will just move it to the other door. All the doors are connected to each other.

No matter what door he entered, he would never get out of here. He's used to it enough.

This bright red sky with no decorators, deafening screams, and this labyrinth without a way out was what had always accompanied him in this dream.

But that's not all.

The main part has not yet begun. Cryll patiently waited while walking around in that labyrinth.

And just as he had expected, the voices began to disappear, replaced with total silence.

The sky distorted, and all those doors began to disappear one by one, along with the stairs connecting them.

The footing on which Cryll stood had now disappeared along with that staircase. However, he showed no signs of falling.

His figure floated in place, as if he did not need that foothold from the start.

Shortly after, the scenery around him began to change.

The red sky that had previously been the only thing there, was now replaced with a bluish-white sky, with pink flower petals floating around decorating it.

(It started, yes .. )

Cryll squinted his eyes, and looked around.

All those sights have changed.

Now he stands on green grass, with a garden chair right behind him.

"What are you doing here? "

The voice came from the chair. Or rather, the voice came from the figure of the man sitting on the chair.

Cryll turned his head, and saw the male's apparition.

No mistake, it was him. However, his face figure looked slightly more mature than his current self.

"Nothing, I'm just looking for materials to paint on my canvas."

The other man sitting right next to her lightly answered that.

She had pitch-black hair, and beautiful golden eyes.

After Cryll noticed it, he realized that the man had a pretty handsome figure.

The look in his eyes was sharp, and his face also looked firm, although at the same time it also looked innocent, making him have the characteristics of an androgynous face.

In his hand, he held a square canvas, with pencils and painting supplies placed on his side.

The two of them sat side by side, looking relaxed as they enjoyed the gusts of wind that struck their faces.

The black-haired man seemed to be going to make the sakura tree in front of him a painting object. It was evident by how he had directed his pencil and made a rough calculation of the size of the tree.

Cryll smiled as he looked at it. Even though this was all a strange thing, for some reason he could only feel the calmness in this place.

He had no memory of this moment, nor did he ever have any memory of who the man really was.

Clearly, he was convinced that all this was important to him.

Cryll placed his palm on the back of the chair, and noticed the painting of the man.

It had only been a few minutes since the man had started drawing, but the cherry tree that became the object of his drawing had been perfectly copied on that canvas.

"A quiet day, yes … "

Another cryll who was sitting with the man heaved a sigh of relief, showing a face of satisfaction as he watched the bluish-white sky.

"It's a peaceful day. But ... It'll be over soon."

" …… You're right."

Although the dialogue and moment had been repeated thousands of times in his dreams, Cryll still could not understand what the two of them were talking about. There's absolutely no leads.

All the scenes playing before him were always the same at all times. However, the most annoying part of it all was that he would lose all of his memories of what happened in this dream when he woke up.

As soon as he woke up, all the memories of this matter would disappear. He's already aware of that.

Perhaps that is why he could not form a clear understanding of the situation he was in.

Shortly after, the scene changed.

The beautiful bluish white ceiling has now been changed into the ceiling of the building decorated with various luxurious and beautiful ornaments.

The green grassy land that was once where it was beached is now a ceramic floor with a red carpet on it.

The scenery around him had changed drastically.

Several large chandeliers seemed to decorate the ceiling, and several luxurious-looking pillars were placed at several points to become support posts so that the ceiling did not collapse.

He silently looked at it all, before finally feeling an approaching presence.

It was her, in a beautiful formal suit, accompanied by a sword sheath hanging on the left side of her waist.

Behind him, a very beautiful looking girl walked up to him.

The girl was wearing clothes with a beautiful red base. The dress with an open back had a lot of tassels and a tail that would sway following every step she took.

Right behind the girl, three huge crosses floated up following her.

Cryll feels very familiar with the girl, but he still can't remember her, no matter how hard he tries.

Her hair was white, extending all the way to her waist. On his head, he wears a flower-shaped ornament with six sharp petals. His eyes are heterochrome, one eye is golden, and the other green like an emerald.

That's really a stark difference.

Despite having such an extremely attractive appearance, for some reason the girl showed a melancholic expression with her eyes gazing at the floor dejectedly.

Cryll could clearly see the despair the girl had. He looked like he was worried about something.

The figure of the girl continued to walk down the red carpet, following Cryll who was walking in front of her.

However, Cryll suddenly stopped, making the girl who was walking behind him startled.

Cryll turned around and looked at the girl's eyes, then opened his mouth.

"Cris."

" … What? "

The girl, Isis answered her call in a flat voice.

"Have you found your life purpose? "

"What's wrong? Asking it suddenly like that … "

Isis tilted her head in confusion, clearly clueless as to what Cryll was talking about.

Despite that, Cryll paid no heed to his confusion, and continued speaking.

"I am his sword. My job is to get rid of everything that is blocking him, and help him achieve what he wants. That's my job. A dirty and sinful work. But, it's different with you."

" ……… "

Although she seems to have begun to understand what Cryll is saying, Isis simply does not have the right sentence to answer it.

"You don't have to fight on the front lines, you have another more important role than that. I am his sword, and you are not. We are different, but our goals are the same. That brings victory for him."

Isis raised her face, then looked at Cryll.

"From your words .. It seems you have decided something, yes … "

" … Maybe."

Isis could hear an uncertainty from her tone.

(What really happened .. )

Meanwhile, the original Cryll watched all of that unfold with a puzzled look.

Who the girl is, or even what she is to herself, Cryll can't remember any of it.

He believes that the girl—Is— is definitely a person who is quite vulnerable to him. However, he could not recognize her no matter how hard he tried.

While he was still engulfed by confusion, the more mature-looking clone of himself reopened his mouth.

"You know, actually you have a much more important task than anything I do, we all have. It's a task that only you can do."

Facing Isis who was shouting in confusion, Cryll could only sigh with a small smile.

"You're really stupid. That's been your problem all along, Isis."

"Whatchu mean? "

Isis really did not understand her point. So did the original Cryll who watched all those events. He was still overwhelmed by confusion while the dialogue between his clone and Isis continued.

"You're the one who's been by his side the longest. With just that, everyone understood."

" … Then what? Even if everyone understood what I did not understand, would it bring about a change? What is my job, or what is the purpose of my life. I don't understand that at all. All I know is life. That's it."

"No, you're wrong. You have a much more important role than you ever thought. Even though it sounds trivial, it's very important to everyone, including myself."

" ……… "

"Your role is to be his companion. You just have to stay by his side, no matter what happens. That's your job. You can't leave it alone. You're different from everyone. You have a very important influence on him."

" ……… "

Isis still did not answer him, probably because she really did not have the right sentence to respond to it.

However, this was not a problem for Cryll. He continued to continue his sentence regardless of whether Isis understood it or not.

"We don't know what will happen in the future. I'm pretty sure I won't live long. That's why I can't keep an eye on you guys. Someday, you will surely feel a time where all things have changed."

"I–"

Just before Isis answered him, Cryll closed his eyes and smiled.

"Well, at the end of the day, what I'm trying to say is .. You don't have to worry about everything that doesn't matter. You just need to be by his side, doing what you think is right. With so–"

Again, the sentence was cut. The original Cryll who saw that inevitably tried to rebel in order to satisfy his curiosity. He wanted to know what he was going to say there.

However, it was futile.

His consciousness slowly disappeared as if it was being pulled away by something extremely powerful, rendering his rebellion futile.

A second later, his consciousness returned. And he woke up in a room with iron bars surrounding him.

" … Damn … "

And once again, he had forgotten all the things that had happened in his dream.

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—Eisen.

In a house that still stands firmly in the middle of Eisen land that is still in the repair stage.

Noelle with her facial muscles trying to refrain from forming a smile was looking at the book before her.

As usual, he was still in his room, filling out a daily journal like he always did.

It's just, there's something that looks very different today.

The pages of the journal book were still empty, it was clear that Noelle had not written anything there. Despite that, he kept trying to hold a smile on his face, not caring about the blank sheet.

From where she sat, Noelle could hear how the sound of water continuing to flow from the shower, dripping profusely onto the floor.

Shortly after, the bathroom door opened, and the figure of Olivia using only the towel came out with Levina held in her hand.

Noelle who first realized they came out immediately turned her head, and noticed Levina who was asleep.

"Are the kids able to sleep this fast? "

Olivia smiled, then answered after laying Levina on the bed.

"Warm water is comfortable. She fell asleep really fast when I bathed her."

Although Olivia said that, she had actually put Levina to sleep forcibly using her already developed hypnotic magic.

And of course, he had no intention of telling Noelle about it.

After laying Levina down, Olivia then pulled out a blanket to cover her body. Noelle was able to see how Levina was able to breathe calmly while giving that innocent face.

He really never thought he would see a child sleeping where he and Olivia used to sleep together. It's really a strange sight, as well as soothing.

Olivia seemed to realize what Noelle was thinking. He smiled, and walked over to her.

" … Use your clothes first."

Noelle turned her eyes back to the still-empty courtyard, then prepared with a pen in her hand.

Olivia did not care about that, and instead approached her with a body wrapped only in a thin towel.

"Noelle's been smiling ever since. Did Noelle get a new boyfriend? "

" … Why do you think that? "

"Nn, wouldn't it be usual for someone to just smile like that when meeting someone they like? "

"If it's like that, then I should be smiling like this all the time."

Of course Olivia understood the point. He smiled thinly with a slight red hue on his cheek.

He then placed his cheek on Noelle, watching the blank pages of the journal.

"Did Noelle not fill it? "

Olivia tilted her head in confusion upon seeing that. It was really unusual for him to see a confused Noelle filling his journal.

"I just don't know what to write here. My brain really can't think straight now."

Saying that, Noelle then leaned her own head against the head of Olivia who was now sitting with her in that one little chair.

Olivia was still not wearing her clothes, and was only enveloped by a thin sheet of towel. It was supposed to be a sight that made Noelle excited. However, Noelle completely ignored him this time.

" … Hey, Livia."

"What's? "

Olivia answered Noelle's call with a slight glance at her. He could clearly see a very faint change in expression on Noelle's face.

" … Would you listen to me for a moment? "

" … Uh? T-certain."

It's really a step up for Olivia. He very rarely saw Noelle telling something based on her own wishes.

Therefore, he became a little excited when Noelle said she wanted to tell him something. He was a little too excited so he advanced his body involuntarily, and let the twists of the towel loosen.

Even so, the two of them were completely unaware of it. Or rather, they both ignored it.

Noelle was currently completely focused on the one thing that was in her head. It was a crazy theory that he had just discovered a moment ago in the bar.

At that time he got a lot of information from Harold, which made him come to a crazy conclusion.

Although Noelle wanted to keep the theory to herself because she did not want to involve others. I don't know why he had to tell Olivia this.

Perhaps it was because it was a thought filled with heavy burdens, that he wanted to tell someone about it. Considering it was a theory he formed after linking up all the strange happenings he had ever experienced.

Noelle smiled wryly, then patted her own thigh, hinting Olivia to sit there.

Without saying anything more, Olivia excitedly sat on Noelle's lap, then leaned against her chest.

The two of them stared at each other for a while, before Noelle finally decided to tell her everything.

Hugging Olivia's slender belly, covered only in a thin towel, Noelle recounted everything that happened in her encounter with Harold at the bar.

As soon as she finished telling the story, she just kept quiet, while Olivia looked at her with eyes that said she understood everything.

"Time manipulation, yes .. That may be hard to believe. But, considering how things have been going so strangely lately .. There's no way I can doubt it."

It seems that Olivia easily accepted the theory that Noelle made, then matched some of the events in her memory with that theory.

"Remember Charl and Chloe jumping over time, the scenery around Noelle suddenly became empty, and again filled with many people a moment later. Then, there is also about the mask … "

Inside her head, Olivia had made many conclusion schemes that she was ready to give Noelle at any time. Even so, he still tried to think about it as best he could in order to give Noelle the right answer.

Seeing how Olivia loudly thought of many things to help her made Noelle smile for a moment.

He immediately tightened his embrace on Olivia's stomach, thus making Olivia scream small with a face that was flushed red due to the amused sensation she felt.

"Nohl … "

Olivia looked at Noelle in annoyance, but it was easily ignored by Noelle who lightly kissed her cheek.

"There's no need to force yourself to think about all that. We can resolve this issue gradually."

"But … "

"Based on a foolish girl," Noelle said as she sighed with resignation.

She then brought her lips closer to Olivia's ears, and whispered a few words that instantly made her face flushed for a moment.

Olivia with watery eyes was staring at Noelle, while Noelle seemed to be having fun with the sight.

"You … "

Olivia was unable to pronounce the sentence she had previously thought. He could not say anything but turn around and stick his own face to Noelle's chest, then whispered:

"Noelle always knows how to handle me … "

Noelle, however, just smiled wryly and muttered, "Yahh, of course."

There was already no sign of the awkwardness that had previously created the distance between them. Now they both are back to normal.

Olivia raised her face, and kissed Noelle's cheek.

" … What? "

Olivia did not answer him, and just continued to look at him with a hopeful look.

Naturally, Noelle knew what she wanted.

Noelle smiled gently, then patted Olivia's head once, before finally unbuttoning the top of her shirt. Making the white neck spotless was seen very clearly.

"This is my allotment. Have a good meal" said Olivia, sticking her own fangs into Noelle's neck.

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