Chapter 84: Hope of Returning Home
Litis coughed and said, “Ahem, actually I have a lead, just missing—”
“Just missing one hundred gold coins to lure a playboy,” Jima said coldly. “Considering you were once my teacher, I’ll be a bit gentler with you. Come to my dream. There’s a way to verify whether you’re lying there.”
Litis tensed up, forcing a smile and replied, “Everyone knows not to go home with a demon.”
“You don’t trust me?”
“I don’t trust demons; I don’t trust devils either.”
Jima clapped her hands and said, “Actors, come out.”
She forcibly twisted Litis’s dream again.
As an extraordinary being, Litis instinctively resisted. She immediately felt as though a dull knife had been shoved into her head, striking against her resistance. With a single hit, it engulfed her with immense force, shattering her resistance into pieces. An extreme drowsiness swiftly overtook her mind.
Litis momentarily lost her focus, her eyelids drooping again, and she fell asleep once more. She quickly reminded herself not to sleep, raising her head, but found six handsome men in wedding attire surrounding her.
A proud and cold knight, a stepsibling, a golden-haired childhood friend… the difference was that two of the beautiful young boys had transformed into infatuated types. The looks they gave Litis were both shy and fiery.
However, Litis could not enjoy it, as all six men’s lower abdomens glowed with a pink light of slave patterns.
“Do you like it? It was changed based on your suggestion last time,” Jima smiled, her expression harmless. “Come, shall we put on another show?”
“Heh, do you think you can frighten me? I was once a famous knight,” Litis puffed her chest out, looking at Jima unafraid, and in a calm tone said something rather cowardly, “I expect you’ll treat your teacher well, as a student.”
Jima snapped her fingers, and a puff of white smoke appeared, causing all six boys to vanish.
“Exactly, I have nothing but respect for the teaching profession.”
The brief exchange had shown Litis the power of a platinum extraordinary being. Therefore, Jima was no longer worried about Litis deceiving her and felt comfortable saying a few things in advance.
“I’ll let you know ahead of time, looking for that thing is one of my secrets,” Jima said. “Later, we’ll use a good word to refer to it.”
Litis suggested, “Happiness disk.”
“Very good,” Jima replied. “To be clear, you must not tell anyone about its purpose, when and why I have you look for it.”
“Do I look that foolish?”
“Perhaps you’re confident that you don’t need to sleep.”
“Good idea! I almost forgot, being an elf, I can meditate instead of sleeping.”
“Then your luck is about to change,” Jima said. “You can experience a second way to fall asleep—being forcibly pulled into a dream by me. Don’t be modest; this is a rare experience that few living people can enjoy.”
Litis laughed softly.
Jima spread her wings and left Litis’s dream, heading straight back to the Dream Palace. In a short while, she returned to the Dream Palace.
The season in the Dream Palace had reached autumn. The green forest, previously scorched by Jenna, had been restored. However, the weather turned colder, and autumn breezes blew through the green leaves, causing them to yellow, while the red fruits hanging from the branches grew even larger.
Next to a round table in the woods, Jima sat in a reclining chair, looking up at a withered tree turned yellow by the chilling autumn wind, letting out a sigh.
When would she be able to stuff those red fruits into Jenna’s mouth—frosty leaves would do as well. The cold weather was just right for wrapping up in a thin blanket, stripping off clothes, and engaging in intense and intimate activities to combat nature’s indifference.
After taking a sip of cola from her cup, Jima raised a finger to invite the distant Litis, while also sending an invitation to George.
Almost simultaneously, the tall and sturdy figure of Litis appeared before Jima, contrasting sharply with her previous behavior of rejecting Jima’s invitation.
Surprisingly, Litis was dressed in the attire of a high elf from this world, wrapped tightly, the form-fitting clothes only accentuating her waistline; in short, she looked surprisingly respectable, unlike her usual self.
Litis looked around and then gazed at the nearby snow-white palace, admiring, “What a beautiful palace.”
“Oh? Not wearing those clothes that are barely covering you?” Jima said, “You certainly don’t look like a dark elf from this world.”
Litis blinked her red eyes, “After all, I’m here to meet your husband. Shouldn’t I be looking presentable?”
Jima corrected her, “Lover.”
“Just a lover?”
“Yes,” Jima replied. “I don’t want to get too tangled up in that area. By the way, how did you know he was coming?”
“Very simple. To determine if I’m lying, you’d definitely have to call your old—lover to help out,” Litis said. “You’re lucky to have hooked a righteous, beautiful, and powerful paladin.”
What a disaster; which paladin plans to get a succubus pregnant?
Jima didn’t have time to complain.
The familiar figure of George appeared, gradually coming into focus, dressed in armor, looking cheerful, and gazing into Jima’s eyes said, “Good night, dear.”
Hearing the word “dear,” goosebumps rose on Jima’s arms.
It was at this moment that George noticed Litis smiling beside her, and he suddenly felt awkward, his smile freezing on his face.
George was somewhat socially anxious, and he also assumed that Jima’s Dream Palace was a private space where there wouldn’t be strangers, making him tense up.
“Litis,” Jima introduced, “self-identified as a dark elf, once my teacher in bed in Shalin City. That day you were so happy, you should thank her.”
George’s expression was inscrutable as he looked at Litis with a frown.
Litis smiled and tried to ease the tension, saying, “Don’t be nervous, handsome. You see I’m dressed this way, it’s not to come and teach your lover.”
George was concerned about Jima mingling with the wicked dark elf and getting into a bad social circle, directly questioning, “What do you want? What’s your plot?”
Litis’s expression stiffened.
“Alright, George, this is my business. She’s full of lies, and I want to commission her to find something very important to me that I don’t want to disclose to anyone.”
Jima knew that as long as Litis explained everything to George, with George’s reasoning ability, he could easily guess that she came from another world and could also infer the general appearance of her hometown. The information embedded in the black devil CG she previously showed George was substantial.
There was no choice; she wanted to return to Earth, even if the memories of Earth potentially belonged to the Demon King and were false.
However, she believed that Litis would also not want to leak her secret of crossing over.
“So, you need my help to detect lies?”
Jima propped her cheek up, smiling at George, “Yes, but don’t be disappointed; you’ll have plenty of chances in the future.”
George said, “You should have told me in advance. I prefer to meet guests in armor.”
Having said that, George sat in another chair, and only then did Litis sit down.
Jima asked, “Where is the happiness disk?”
Litis replied, “It’s on the ground.”
“Don’t play tricks; is it on you?” When mentioning that phrase, Jima sensed a certain deceptive nuance and said, “In other words, do you currently possess the happiness disk?”
Litis hesitated for a moment, “Yes.”
A surge of emotion rushed through Jima, as if she had suddenly been told she had won a 50 million prize. She could barely contain her excitement, maintaining a façade of calm as she glanced at George.
George said, “No lies.”
Jima tried hard to suppress her excitement to avoid being detected by George and asked, “Can you hand it over to me now? Everyone who enters the Dream Palace can carry a certain weight of items.”
Litis slowly shook her head.
“How much?”
Litis said, “I can, but it can’t.”
“Speak plainly!”
