The main world, the city of Korhal.

Looking at the dirty tent in front of him, the man's face showed uncontrollable disgust.

"Are you sure we really want to work with these people?"

"Shut up, this is what the higher-ups mean, you just need to do what you are supposed to do."

Hearing the man's complaint, an old man dressed as a coachman beside him whispered to stop him, saying that although the two men seemed to be in a master-servant relationship, in fact it seemed to be completely the other way around.

"Don't talk too much, don't meddle in other people's business, just do what you should do, understand?"

"All right."

Hearing the old driver's reminder, the man curled his lips, then he strode forward and pulled open the curtain of the tent.

“——!”

A warm stench came over him, and for a moment he felt as if he had sunk into elephant dung. It took all his willpower to keep himself from vomiting. But even so, the man reached out and picked up a handkerchief to his mouth before walking into the tent.

"Hehe, welcome."

As soon as he entered the tent, the man saw an old woman sitting behind a round table. She looked like a skinny mummy, wrapped in a colorful rag. There were several colorful bows tied in her hair, and it was unclear whether she was missing her girlish heart. Most of her face was covered by her messy hair, and under the flickering candlelight, only a shriveled chin could be seen.

"Did you get what I wanted, little brother?"

The old woman's voice was like a saw cutting wood, which made people feel uncomfortable. The man frowned, then took out a cloth bag from his arms and put it on the table in front of the old woman. Seeing the cloth bag, the old woman smiled and narrowed her eyes, then she stretched out her skinny fingers and opened the cloth bag one by one - under the light of the candle, you can clearly see that it was a few long hairs wrapped inside.

“Is this what I want?”

"certainly."

Hearing the old woman's question, the man frowned.

"I spent several days trying to pick up a few strands of hair when that stupid woman wasn't paying attention... Is this really useful?"

“Hehehe…”

Hearing the man's question, the old woman let out a shrill laugh.

"Of course, sir, that's what we witches do for a living..."

"Well, whether you can do it or not is definitely your own problem anyway."

In response to the old woman's answer, the man shrugged indifferently, but soon he looked at the old woman with some curiosity and started asking.

"But then again, why are you interested in such a nobody? Although her inventions are indeed valuable, she is just an ordinary alchemist. I don't think she has any talent... Woo..."

However, before the man could finish his words, the old woman pointed her finger at him. The next moment, the man sneezed suddenly, and then he felt an itch in his nose. Before the man could react, he felt two soft and sticky things crawling out of his nose - they were two bugs!

"Wow...what the hell is this, wow..."

The man was horrified when he saw the bugs crawling out of his nose. But just when he opened his mouth, he felt an itch in his throat. Then he suddenly bent down, opened his mouth and vomited. Then he was horrified to see a large group of hairy spiders spraying out of his mouth and crawling all over the floor!

“Damn it, don’t… ow… don’t…!!”

“Hehehe…”

Seeing the man in front of her with a livid face and vomiting, the old woman laughed hoarsely, narrowed her eyes, stared at him, and then snorted. The next moment, the man saw the bugs that came out of his body quickly running away in all directions, and disappeared in the shadows of the tent in the blink of an eye.

"Hehehe... young man, it's better not to talk about some things casually..."

"I, I understand..."

The old woman's voice in his ear was so disgusting, but the man didn't dare to say anything more at this moment. He covered his throat with one hand and looked at the old woman in front of him with fear.

"Well, then I'll leave first if I'm fine..."

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I didn't even invite you for a cup of tea when you came to visit me..."

"No, no, no, it's nothing. I have something urgent to do. I'll leave first... Ugh!!"

At this point, the man finally couldn't help it and turned around and rushed out the door. Soon, through the door curtain, his vomiting sound was heard again. Listening to the man's painful wailing and vomiting sound, the old woman showed a satisfied smile, then she lowered her head and squinted her eyes to stare at the hair in the package.

"Will it work?"

At some point, the hunched old driver appeared in the tent. There was no expression on his face. He just stared coldly at the hair in the old woman's hand.

"certainly."

Hearing the driver's question, the old woman opened her mouth, revealing her yellowed teeth from smoke, and a smug smile appeared on her face.

"No one can escape from the witch... This poor little thing will be lost in dreams forever..."

As she spoke, the old witch raised her hands, picked up the strange spices from the pots and jars beside her, and began to apply them on her hair. At the same time, she began to chant the mysterious spell from ancient times...

"Alas... it didn't work again..."

Nanali raised her hands and stretched, then she looked at the cultivation tank in front of her with a sad face. The crops used for experiments in it had turned withered and yellow, and it was obvious that they could no longer absorb enough nutrients.

"The soilless cultivation that Mr. Ezio mentioned is really difficult. I have already prepared all the elements according to Ms. Nymph's instructions. Why do I always make mistakes? Is it the temperature? Or is it a problem with the container?"

While muttering to herself, Nanali picked up the notebook at hand and recorded several sets of data in comparison with the experimental subject in front of her, then she stood up.

"Let's stop here today... I don't know when Mr. Ezio will be back. Miss Nymph said he has something to do and needs to go on a long trip... I don't think he will be in any danger."

As she was thinking, Nunnally yawned, shook her head, walked to the bedroom, opened the door, and then staggered in.

"Why?"

But the next moment, a gust of cold wind blew, causing the girl to shiver, and the sleepiness she had originally felt was completely gone. When she looked up again, she was surprised to find that what appeared in front of her was not the bedroom she was familiar with, but a dark, shabby room covered with spider webs and dust!

"Where is this?"

Nunnally looked around, then she reached out and rubbed her eyes.

Am I dreaming?

Nanali looked around, but could not see anything. It seemed as if she was the only one here. Even behind her, there was a blank wall. This made Nanali wonder if she had stayed up too late and was hallucinating.

“…”

However, the girl did not notice that behind her, in the dark corner, twisted and strange shadows were quietly and silently approaching her. They intertwined with each other and condensed into the shape of a skinny old woman. Then the old woman grinned with a cold smile, stretched out her hands, and quietly approached the girl like a snake.

And just at this moment...suddenly, a cat's meow was heard.

"Meow."

Along with the cat's cry, the world before my eyes suddenly began to distort and deform as if glass was hit. Cracks quickly appeared and extended in the air, and then the whole world exploded with a loud "pop" at this moment.

At the same time, the old woman who emerged from the darkness screamed and quickly backed away as if her butt was on fire. Nunnally's body trembled suddenly, and then she fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

"How, how could it be..."

The figure formed by the shadows widened its eyes in horror and stared ahead in fear. In front of her, a pitch-black kitten was standing there with a blue bow tied to its tail. Its bright big eyes stared at the witch in front of it without blinking.

"You, who are you!? Why can you enter my dream?"

Looking at the black cat in front of her, the old witch felt cold sweat all over her body. This was a power that belonged only to witches, to break into other people's dreams, pull the soul of the prey into her own dream realm, and let it fall into the dark shadow of nightmare and death. But now... something actually invaded her dream?

Facing the old witch's roar, the little black cat said nothing. It just tilted its head, stretched out its front paws to wipe its face, then gently licked its paws, and then raised its head to look at the old witch in front of it. The look in its eyes was like that of a hunter catching prey...

"Meow……"

Then the little black cat cried out again, and then hit the floor with one claw.

“Bang!!”

At this moment, the whole world was completely shattered, and then, boundless darkness, like a raging flood, completely engulfed the witch in front of her.

“Aa ...

A piercing scream was heard from the simple and dirty tent. The old driver stared with wide eyes as he watched the witch in front of him suddenly raise her body backwards. Her eyes were wide open, with only the whites of her eyes left. Her whole body was bent as if it was about to break.

"Dream...my...dream...!"

The old witch waved her hands wildly in the air, like a drowning person trying to grab a life-saving straw. Then, her eyes suddenly turned dark. The next moment, the ribs in the middle of the old witch's body suddenly burst to both sides with a "bang". Blood and internal organs spurted out and scattered all over the ground. The old witch maintained the posture of lying on the ground with her back, as if she was a sculpture and had no reaction.

"This...what on earth is going on?"

Hearing the scream, the man returned to the tent again. He was also shocked to see the scene in front of him. Facing the man's question, the old driver had a gloomy face. He stared coldly at the old witch's body, and after a moment, he snorted coldly.

"It seems that our opponent is not easy to deal with..."