The Hero in Exile

"Haha, your defense is as funny as that weak dagger!"

"You're yelling again now. Why weren't you so arrogant when you asked me to help you before?"

Under the repeated attacks of the two, Huanmeng's defense was weakened, and once the dagger was almost knocked to the ground by Brunson's sword.

"I found my chance!"

Hook kept attacking and seized upon a momentary gap in Huanmeng's defense, and one of his claws stabbed into Huanmeng's lower abdomen without any hindrance.

When he was about to stab her in the abdomen, he did not forget to appreciate Huanmeng's frightened expression due to her carelessness. Their expressions were always so interesting when their prey was on the verge of death.

The next second, the claws pierced through the dream.

Blood spread along the claws to the ground, and the petite body was hung there like a string of candied haws.

"Hahaha, I finally got my chance. Angels are nothing more than this."

"Is it finally over? I can finally have some leisure time."

After a long battle, Hook's nostrils flared, and fresh air flowed into his body directly to his lungs.

But before he could laugh twice, Hook's hair stood on end and his pupils shrank sharply.

"Brunson has a problem, no blood!"

The head of Huanmeng hanging above slowly raised up, and his expression was no different from before.

The extremely strange scene forced Hook to want to throw the thing away immediately, but no matter how hard he tried, it didn't move at all.

"Don't move!"

Brunson raised his sword and rushed towards Huanmeng's lower body, but he didn't feel like he hit anything solid after the sword passed by.

As expected, Dream was still there, still watching Hook.

The blood from before turned into tentacles that wrapped around Hook's body until he could hardly move.

"I am the lucid dream, the monster in your nightmares..."

"Damn it, my head hurts, quick, Hook, make her shut up!"

"Damn it, can't you see that I can't move either?"

The magical sound of the dream penetrated into their ears, entangled in their minds, knocked on their bones, and reached from the top of their heads to their toes.

Even if they covered their ears, the sounds never got smaller. Hook and Brunson fell to the ground in pain, the severe tinnitus almost making them lose consciousness.

"Tremble before my true form! Surrender before the messenger of dreams!"

"Fuck, this bitch's voice is so loud."

Brunson's last consciousness completely dissipated after a buzzing tinnitus.

……

"Duke Brunson? Duke Brunson!"

Who is calling me? Haven’t I already become the ruler of Grand Duke Lionheart? Why is someone still calling me Duke?

Brunson opened his eyes dazedly, and everything in front of him made him feel familiar yet strange.

Her wife, Genesi, was wearing a wedding dress with a rosy face, looking at him with worry. She turned her head to look at the many relatives and friends beside her, as well as many other nobles and royal family members sitting on the benches in the church looking at him.

The glass on the right also reflected his own figure, with a neat suit and youthful appearance without the unshaven chin.

hiss~

My head hurts. By the way, today is my and Gina's wedding day!

"Duke Brunson, are you feeling better? Today is our wedding day. If you mess it up, I won't forgive you."

She was worried that the people below would notice Ginasi's threat in a low voice, but her face showed more worry.

"I feel like I had a very long dream, but it shouldn't be important. What's important is that we will be a family from now on and you don't have to call me Duke."

After saying this, Brunson felt a sense of disobedience, but he didn't think much about it on this sacred and happy day.

"Ahem, since Duke Brunson has no problem, the wedding will continue. May I ask if you will love Duke Brunson deeply in the days ahead..."

……

Brunson had forgotten what the priest said at that time, he only remembered that he kissed the person he loved most, received countless blessings and felt endless happiness.

"Brunson what are you doing again."

Brunson was processing documents for his own territory when the door of his office opened without any warning. Brunson did not even look up and continued to handle his business. After all, she was the only one in the entire kingdom who was so rude to him.

"You are such a good fellow. You pretended not to see me even when I came. What do you mean you won't love me anymore after you marry me?"

This is their almost daily routine.

……

Huanmeng is holding her dagger to construct this beautiful dream for Brunson. She is peeking into every detail of Genesis in Brunson's deep memory.

Only in this way can Brunson continue to be deceived. Once the spell ends, Brunson will be trapped in the dream forever and will not be able to wake up.

"What the hell are you doing to my ugly old man, you damn bitch!"

Bushier appeared here unexpectedly, but Huanmeng was not worried that she could ruin the ceremony. Although he could not spare any effort to deal with her, she could not destroy a small magic shield.

"What's wrong Brunson?"

Brunson, who was still in Gina's arms, suddenly raised his head.

"I'm sorry, Gina, I have to excuse myself for a moment. Our daughter is waking me up, an old man."

"What daughter? When did we have a daughter? Why did you run out in the middle of the night? Come back to Brunson."

Brunson ignored Ginasi's shouts and walked to the bedroom door to open it. The mirror beside him reflected the elderly warrior.

"Ginasy never called me Duke from beginning to end."

……

Snapped-

The sudden collapse of the ritual made Huanmeng confused, because it had been maintained perfectly and Brunson had not behaved abnormally.

"Dreams are just dreams. In the dream, she is the most perfect in my prejudiced view. But the reality is not like that. Your dream is perfect, but it is too perfect."

"By the way, Bushier, I'm going to punish you for sneaking out on your own."

"You old bastard, I was helping you this time, and you still treated me like this!"

"I will punish you to spend a few months of hardship with me to find the Demon King and his men."

Bushir's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Give me more punishment like this in the future."

"Alright, alright, stop joking. Just like your mother, stand further away so that you can pack up and get ready to leave. Oh, and drag the sleeping beast away from you so you don't hurt him."

Brunson picked up the sword again and walked in front of Huanmeng.

Now that Huanmeng has exhausted all his strength, he is like a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.