A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

"Today is the last day I will teach you two."

The head maid said.

"Huh? Why?" asked Carriv.

"Why not? You two have already learned enough. At least you won't bring discredit to the Chamber of Commerce. There will be new people who need my guidance. Besides, you are still young and can't show up for the time being."

"......Yeah......"

"...Carriv, you are still too outgoing. Please restrain yourself a little. Wu Yue...sigh...just protect yourself."

The head maid gave each of us some final instructions and prepared to leave.

"Um! I haven't asked for your name yet..." Carriv asked.

"You'll know later. There's no need to rush."

"Then can you tell me why you took such good care of us? I asked, and I know that you didn't provide any help to the group that came with us."

The head maid stopped and smiled:

"So I'm telling you, Carrives, you're still a smart person. Don't tell others about things like this in the future."

"There is no special reason. It's just that we have to walk on the same road of survival for the same reason. As someone who has been caught in the rain, I just want to hold an umbrella for the younger generation..."

After saying this, before Carriv could understand the meaning of her words, the head maid slowly walked away.

......

what happened......

I fell asleep at the competition?

As soon as I entered the dream, I saw this scene.

"Mr. Maxim?" I tried calling Mr. Maxim's name.

But no response...

Perhaps the time between the two sleeps was too short, and Mr. Maxim was still recovering his strength.

"Carev! Moonless!"

Lalanoya is here today too.

But why does he seem to be very familiar with us?

The last time I saw her, she seemed a little reserved.

Wait, how long has it been in the dream?

"Come on, Lala." Carriv greeted.

Have you started using nicknames yet? That's going pretty fast!

"Ms. Wu Yue... why did you come so early this time? I haven't recovered yet... so I can't... huh? Time has moved forward..."

"Mr. Maxim, what's going on? Why does it feel like a lot of the plot has been skipped?" I asked hurriedly when I saw Mr. Maxim appear.

"...Perhaps it's because I've used my power too much in the past two days, so I'm having trouble controlling the flow of time in my dreams...Looks like, about a month has passed."

There was no time to wonder how Mr. Maxim judged the time. Had a month passed?

In reality, only a few hours have passed...

This is probably what the phrase “feels like a lifetime ago” means.

"...a month...this is too novel..." Mr. Maxim continued.

"How do you say that?"

"This further confirms my guess about this dream. Normal dreams cannot last that long, let alone such a coherent plot. Now I can conclude that this dream is no longer a dream."

I was shocked to see Mr. Maxim so confident.

"That means one of two things..."

"That's right, Miss Wu Yue, the answer is only between two situations, there is absolutely no other option."

There are two situations. One is that the dream is upgraded to become a world, occupying my spiritual sea and turning me into a walking corpse.

Second, the "memory realm" that has not yet been fully understood...

The first situation is what I least want.

"So, Mr. Maxime, can we now further confirm whether this is a new world or... a 'memory'?"

"This makes it even more difficult to distinguish, because whether it is the so-called 'dream world' or 'memory world', the nature of the two is very similar. They both belong to a kind of spiritual world, and they are both superior to dreams. They are also stable and coherent."

"In this case, I can't find any other way to distinguish the two except to continue observing."

"However, if it is the first case, continuing to observe may cause irreparable damage..."

"...What loss?"

"Let me put it this way. The moment I can confirm the existence of the 'Dream World', it means that there will be no more hope and no treatment will work, because even I cannot fight against a world that has already taken shape. I can only let it erode your mind until it replaces your spiritual sea..."

"......why is it like this......"

Such a result is really unacceptable.

"So I hope it's the second case. If it's 'Memory Realm', there's still a glimmer of hope..."

Although "a glimmer of hope" still sounds very risky, it is better than no hope at all.

"Unfortunately, if it was an ordinary memory, I could use 'amnesia therapy' to treat you, but..."

"However?"

"However, this is not an ordinary memory. It is a type I have never seen before. The 'amnesia treatment' has no effect at all. I have tried it at the border of dreams to make part of the dream disappear, that is, 'amnesia', but the result is that it cannot be done."

"The part of the dream that was 'lost' was instantly restored to its original state."

"I have pondered over the reasons... Do you remember what I said? All of this may not be your memory, and naturally it is not your memory. It is almost forced into your spiritual world. Certain rules contained in it prevent me from destroying it..."

"I just can't figure it out. Logically, memories should only be created in one's spiritual world... How could they be forcibly infused into me?"

"Um, Mr. Maxim, are memories really only created in one's own brain? Um... are they made up entirely of my own memories?"

"Yes, this is the only possibility. Miss Wu Yue finally understood what I said."

......If it is the first case, then the only option left is to wait for death.

So, I will try my best to prove that the second case, the theory of memory...

"So, if, I mean if, Mr. Maxime, if it is really a memory, how can we prove it?"

Having made up my mind, I turned to Mr. Maxim for help.

"Observation... It's the same as the first situation, Miss Wu Yue. Only by observing can we distinguish the difference between the two..."

"Also, maybe a little bit of 'luck' is needed..."

......