”So in the case of an emergency, let’s say, would we be able to converse with you while within the lady of the house here? Or are we on her own? And if you transport our… ‘consciousness’ as you say from our body into hers, which is currently in a state of unconscious dreaming, which is why I imagine you can manipulate it…Then what happens once she becomes conscious if we succeed? Would we be forcibly pushed out by her? I imagine our success of removing the affliction would awake her from her dreams. Then what place is left within her ‘unconscious mind’ for ourselves? Or rather, where would that ‘unconsciousness’ go, along with us?"
"Of course, I will serve as your navigator while you are inside. We will stay in contact throughout with a method I will showcase later. As for your second question, there is no reason to worry. Even if she wakes up while you are still inside of her, that would only mean that you're immediately ejected out of her mind. Pretty unpleasant, but nothing dangerous. Of course, I will keep her asleep until everything's under control, so once again there is no reason to worry~!"
Though, at Ro's last statement, Myrdain's eye seemed to twitch even if his cheerful expression remained. He seemed like he was going to say something about it, but in the end he kept it to himself and turned to see if the others had any more questions for him. It seemed that the blond boy had one. As Auburn mentioned his question, Myrdain ordered the servants to serve more teas and cookies for himself and the guests.
"And you say you are able to convert our consciousness into the same sort of subliminal package that can be transmitted into someone else's dreams? "
"Indeed, young man! It's a pretty simple process, all things considered." Myrdain answered him as he gobbled on some of the cookies that had just arrived. Enjoying himself for a moment, it was a while before he actually continued with his answer. "To put it simply, you all will share the same dream with this girl - I could illustrate the process in more details, but I could go on for hours regarding that."
"How exactly would curses and such work in this context? How would one be dispelled?"
"That...is pretty much the issue and why you are here to help me. To tell the truth, I am still unsure about the kind of curse that affected this girl. I have seen some of her nightmares though, and it is definitely unnatural. It is your task to find out the distortions inside, and even if you are unable to find a way to fix her, I can handle that part myself.
Clear enough, isn't it? Any more questions, Auburn?"
They continued to chat there for a while, and time felt like it flew really fast when they finally heard a loud banging from the big clock on the hallway. Seeing it as a signal to start, the dream mage went to ask the four people present to arrange their chairs in a certain way so that they would be sitting back to back on the four cardinal directions. Once the arrangement was done, Myrdain asked them to close their eyes and start counting up loudly. It was when the counting reach thirty-two that the magic circle underneath them lit up, and following it was a potent sleep spell that would almost immediately knocked all four of the Cherry Heart members unconscious. After making sure that all four were already downed, Myrdain called out for Jacques, and had him and the rest of the servants carry the unconscious guildmembers away from the bedroom they were in. With the doors locked and only Myrdain and the unconscious girl left inside, Myrdain let out a sigh for a moment, before his eyes became fixated at the unconscious girl's figure.
"My my, you really are quite a tough nut to crack, dear. Even now you're still refusing me as hard as you could, and everything almost failed earlier all thanks to you. But tonight, your walls shall crumble and you will surrender to me~"
"Hello, hello? Can any of you hear me?"
As Myrdain's voice echoed inside of the group's ears, the four members of Cherry Heart will find themselves waking up in a fancy bedroom, having apparently slept side by side for an unknown amount of time. The room was decorated in a lavish way, and it seemed that even the bed frame itself was made of gold with encrusted gems on it. Several paintings lined up against the walls, seemingly depicting a man in his 50s and his far more youthful wife in various situations. There are other parts of the room that they could try looking at and investigate if they so desired, but what would take their immediate attention would be the presence of a small fluffy beastlike creature standing before the only door on the room. Perhaps it was Myrdain's way of communicating to them?
The creature would urge them to follow it with bodily gestures before passing through the door as if it was a ghost. Should one follow it immediately, they would be greeted with the sight of the same countryside view of Prunus that the group saw when they arrived on the mansion earlier. The road would look as if it was endless, but at one point one would encounter a door that stood right in the middle of the road, where the white creature would be hanging around until any of the guild members noticed it. The road there would seem to be empty at first, but by entering the countryside imagery, strange, shadow-like creatures would start lurking the area. Some would be content in just hanging around the seemingly-endless farmlands, while some would actually dwell on the road and might attack the four with slashes using their surprisingly sharp claws. At some point while stumbling around, the group would hear from Myrdain again.
"Err...well, be careful with some of the distortions, they could actually hurt you. If you need to contact me, just tap your wrist three times, and we'll be connected. Do update me with the situation inside whenever you can, alright?"