Becoming Their Guiding Spirit

# Chapter 63: I will create a world where everyone can say my name correctly! ”There’s something that’s been bugging me for a while...”

As she followed Lucas Reeve to the world of the final, and ultimate, social-death candidate’s dream, Liskarm suddenly thought of a very tricky question.

”We’re clearly in a dangerous place right now, so why do you all have the leisure to slowly enjoy the show? As a mercenary, deliberately dragging things out in a known dangerous situation... Lucas isn’t a mercenary and he’s in a spirit state, so that’s understandable, but Fat Fox... did you just forget everything from your written exam?”

When it came to matters of principle.

Even in her spirit state, Liskarm became serious. In an instant, the oppressive aura of a ’top student’ made the ’slacker’ Franka offer only a sheepish smile.

That was just Franka’s personality.

She was carefree and couldn’t be as cautious as Liskarm. Even on past missions, in the most dangerous situations, she would seek out all sorts of thrills. It seemed she lived for the fun of it.

”It’s fine.”

Lucas Reeve explained.

”The flow of time in a dream is much, much slower than in the outside world. An hour in a dream is about the time it takes to take half a breath outside. Besides, my Spiritual Power is constantly monitoring the situation outside. There won’t be any problems.”

While they were talking.

The surrounding space began to shatter like soap bubbles.

Liskarm looked around in amazement, as if trying to analyze the principle behind it, but the modern knowledge she had accumulated over the years was perhaps useless to explain the current situation. Or rather, the soul itself was something that modern science couldn’t explain.

While Liskarm was pondering.

The world around them had undergone a cataclysmic change.

A boundless azure sky, a rare sight in the environment of Terra, stretched above. Below it, a medieval brick architectural style greeted them. Countless people were gathered around a square, and in the center of the square stood a wooden platform.

On the platform.

A strong and handsome Vouivre woman stood like a statue. She spoke with passionate fervor.

”Great explorers, go and seek it! Seek the treasure I, Saria, have left behind in the endless sea!!!”

In an instant.

The huge square erupted.

And Lucas Reeve’s expression stiffened slightly.

What kind of ridiculous plot was this?

In the crowd, a very familiar figure jumped up, raising her hands high in excitement as she declared.

”I, Magallan, am going to be the woman of the King of the Pirates!! After becoming the King of the Pirates, I will create a world where everyone can say my name correctly and that’s full of surströmming!!”

”Damn!!!”

”Damn!!!”

The three onlookers couldn’t help but curse.

Miss Magallan seemed to have a bizarre obsession with her own name, not forgetting it even in her dreams. And also... what the hell was with the surströmming!!

Although it wasn’t a complete social death.

After all, the three of them had somewhat anticipated it. This dream world would amplify a person’s dreams, and based on those different dreams, the dreamscapes would differ. Jessica’s dream was to become brave, Franka’s dream was to be a star and rich, Liskarm’s dream was to protect her hometown, and as an explorer, Magallan’s dream was naturally to explore the whole world, and... for everyone to say her name correctly.

However.

Even though it wasn’t that socially devastating, there were still plenty of things to ridicule in Magallan’s dream.

The story then evolved into this.

The Rhine Lab, a sailboat led by Magallan, set sail from the sea south of Iberia into the deep.

Emperor from Penguin Logistics, a giant emperor penguin, served as the mascot.

A Rhine Lab Operator named Ptilopsis was the navigator, responsible for analyzing the weather. A young girl who Magallan called Ifrit was the main combatant, her body constantly wreathed in flames, using ’Fire Fist’ at a moment’s notice. Franka looked much more mature, and her ’chest muscles’ had predictably shrunk to a flat board; she became a three-sword style swordswoman nicknamed ’Voyage Hunter’. Jessica served as the sniper on the ship...

And as the captain, Magallan not only served as captain but also as the cook.

Every meal had to have surströmming...

”...”

”This is a little... twisted...”

Franka felt like she was going to be sick.