Gregor had just been "reminded" by the mark on his body. According to what the letter had said before, there should be words written specifically for him on it.
Greg opened his notebook and after flipping through a few pages, he found a series of unfamiliar handwriting on the pages.
After carefully observing the words on the page, Gregor frowned slightly.
"Hmm... Mr. Detective, do you want me to ask that little fox ancestor for something?"
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Time passed quickly, and soon the sky was completely dark, and the night officially fell on Tivian. After eating outside, Gregor returned home quickly, then took out the phonograph, and while playing melodious music, he wrote the investigation report that had to be submitted tomorrow on the desk. After finishing, he yawned loudly, then put the report back into the briefcase, turned around and took a shower in the bathroom, put on pajamas, looked at the time on the wall, then turned off the lights, lay down on the bed and covered himself with a quilt.
After completing the lucid dreaming method, Gregor quickly fell asleep. While staying awake in the dream space, he chanted the mimicry spell and then transformed into a huge black hound, and then let out a roar.
Amid the roar of the black dog Greg, an illusory door opened in the dream space.
Without hesitation, Gregor, who had transformed into a black dog, immediately entered the door. After passing through the door, he left his dream and came to the dream forest. Standing on his dream cocoon, Gregor looked at the endless towering trees in front of him.
"Hey~ Black Dog, you're pretty punctual today. It looks like you've really finished your shift."
At this time, a familiar and clear voice came from below Gregor. Hearing the voice, Gregor looked down and saw a familiar red little fox squatting in front of a dream portal, wagging its tail.
"Yeah... Miss Fox, my recent shift is finally over, and I can finally have a normal sleep time."
While responding to the words of the little fox below, Gregor jumped onto the grass in the woods using the branches of a giant tree. The little fox glanced at Gregor and nodded before speaking.
"Hmm... it's okay, it's okay if you can resume normal sleep. You haven't come to the dream world for several weeks in a row. I thought you died on a mission. I asked His Excellency the Dragon and he said you were actually on duty."
"Haha...if it lasts another week or so, I might really die..."
The black dog Gregor said this while complaining, and at this time the little fox was about to turn around and walk into the portal behind him.
"Let's go. Today we found a good hunting spot. It's not far from the Dragon Territory and it's safe. If we're lucky, we might be able to hunt something big~"
The little fox was about to enter the Dream Anchor portal, and at this time Gregor immediately spoke.
"Please wait a moment, Miss Fox, I have something I want to ask you."
"You want to ask me something? What is it?"
Listening to Greg's words, the little fox turned around with some surprise and spoke, while Greg continued to speak while squatting on the grass.
"These are some questions about dreams. I want to ask Miss Fox, do you know 'Pan Moth'?"
Gregor said this to the little fox, and after hearing Gregor's words, the little fox immediately froze in place. After being stunned for a while, she spoke again, and this time her expression became a little intense.
"Moth... You, how did you know 'Moth'? How did you know that false god of dreams? Did you encounter those traitors in reality?!"
The little fox spoke to Gregor with some excitement, and looking at the little fox's actions, Gregor was stunned at first, and then continued to speak to the little fox.
"False Dream God? Betrayal? Miss Fox... What on earth is going on? What on earth is this Pan Moth? Who exactly is the Betrayal? Do you have any relationship with them?"
Listening to Gregor's questioning, the little fox paused slightly. Only then did she realize that she had said too much. After remembering her grandfather's instructions, she immediately shut up and refused to reveal more information for the time being. Instead, she asked cautiously.
"First, tell me how you know about moths, and then I'll think about whether I can tell you more."
After listening to the little fox's question, Gregor did not hide anything, but explained it directly to the little fox.
"Well, this is what the detective colleague who helped me last time asked me to ask you. He seems to be on a business trip and has encountered some problems, so he wants to ask you."
Gregor said to the little fox, and the little fox felt suspicious after hearing it.
"Ask me? Doesn't that detective belong to the same secret society as Lord Julong? Why didn't he ask Lord Julong this question but asked me instead? Does he think this question is not important and there is no need to bother the higher-ups in the organization? Or is he trying to test me?"
The little fox was hesitant for a long time, and after finally figuring out the answer, she spoke to Greg.
"Well then...tell me about the situation you encountered as a detective, and I'll see if I can answer you anything."
The little fox said so, and Gregor did not hold back and directly told the little fox what the detective had written to him about the unusual phenomena in a small town in Castile. The little fox blurted out the answer after hearing it.
"Sleeping sickness? Moth worship? The dreams of the residents of this small town were cultivated by the Black Dream Hunters and 'captured' by the 'imitation pupa' of the Pan Moth. They use this to transform the 'pupa'."
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