There Was a Porter Who Would One Day Be Called a Prophet

251 – Attack of the Dream Demon

The form of dreams appears differently for each person, but they generally have one thing in common.

The point is that the content is extremely absurd.

Even if one’s limbs stretch endlessly or one is flying in the sky out of nowhere, the dreamer does not find this strange.

Dreams are the realm of the unconscious. Even if you happen to notice it, nine times out of ten, you wake up the moment you realize it is a dream.

Even the volatility is so strong that soon after waking up, the contents of the dream disappear into the other side of memory.

However, sometimes something remains in the mind for a long time, and depending on how it is interpreted, it can have various meanings and affect reality.

On days when a number appears, you write it down on a piece of paper before you forget it and immediately go buy a lottery ticket, or you tell someone who is going on a trip not to go because they had an ominous dream.

Of course, most of them end up doubting the abilities of their ancestors by winning 5th place, or they end up in conflict with acquaintances by paying unnecessary penalties.

However, since this was not the case once or twice, there were often cases where people got caught accidentally, which led people to make the error of generalization.

And it wasn’t much different just because it was here.

People called cases like this revelation.

***

“Thank you, saint. How can I repay this favor…?”

“No. It’s something a saint should do.”

As I smiled brightly at the person who kept lowering his head, a nun approached me.

“Saint. It’s time to go back.”

“Already?”

“Isn’t tomorrow an event commemorating the first anniversary of the end of the war?”

A year after the Demon King fell.

The world has escaped anxiety and entered a brilliant era.

There was no longer any need to heal those who had been harmed by monsters or hold funerals for those who eventually died.

The patient in front of me was injured after being hit by a broken hoe while farming.

A safe world has arrived where there are no traces of demons.

“Come on.”

“Ha… I can’t help it.”

“Saint.”

As soon as I sighed at the nun’s urging, a nagging feeling came to me.

“…Could you just pretend you didn’t see it?”

“Really, you should become more aware of the fact that you are a saint.”

The saintess turns around after hearing even sharper nagging.

Her hair was gray and shiny.

The world returned to peace, but the saint’s role was not over.

Days continued as she traveled to various places, preaching her gospel and extending her helping hand.

A life that is hard on the body, but full of reward every day.

Let’s take her exhausted body and enter the house.

“You’ve been through a lot, Sandalphon.”

“Sister…?”

There was a guest in her room.

Polaris older sister, who stepped down from her position as a saint and occasionally exchanged updates on the current situation through letters.

She said recently her stomach was so swollen that she couldn’t even move. How did you get here?

“I want to show it to you first.”

As if all her thoughts were revealed on her face, her older sister smiled and showed me something she had been holding dear.

“Ababa.”

There was a baby in her sister’s arms.

A small life wriggling around and looking here and there with curious eyes.

“Look at these eyes. Aren’t they so pretty?”

Some people say it’s because it’s their child, but looking at it objectively, I’m looking forward to their future. I can already see her older sister’s face.

“She’s drinking so well that she’s growing bigger every day. Although she complains a bit that she doesn’t have anything to eat.”

“Yes…?”

Did I just hear wrong?

“He’s such a bad dad, isn’t he?”

As her older sister poked her baby’s protruding cheek, her tiny hand wrapped around her finger.

My sister looked truly happy.

She is not everyone’s saint, but someone’s wife and mother.

‘I am the one who protected this family.’

The look made her confident that her choice was not wrong.

“How are you? Isn’t it difficult to be a saint?”

“That’s…”

The saint’s life was on a different level from when she was a full-time nun.

She always had to take care of others first, so it was a daily routine for her to stand up even while eating, and she always had to maintain a proper posture.

But.

“When others smile, I also become happy.”

There is no way he can say that it is difficult in front of his sister who has lived such a life before him.

“Is that so?”

A smile appeared on her older sister’s lips.

Seeing that relieved her heart. I guess I’m doing well.

“I’m just following what her older sister has done….”

“You can do that even after taking my place. How can you be so shameless?”

“…Yes?”

“Does it feel good to take me down from her castle and take her place?”

She was still smiling, but contrasting words poured out.

“No, sister! It’s not that I’m like that, it’s because I always admired her sister…! So she wanted her sister to be happy, so she did it….”

“A longing… Do you mean the longing you are talking about, something that you are satisfied with putting under yourself?”

“It’s not like that…! I really…”

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“He really is a bad person, isn’t he?”

“Abubu.”

The baby nods her head at her older sister’s words.

I’m confused. There’s no way my sister would say something like that, so why….

“So what is it like? What is the view from there?”

– Jeopuk.

As her older sister got closer, she took a step back without realizing it.

“It will be fun. With just a simple gesture, people will smile at you.”

– Jeopuk.

My sister kept coming closer, but the more I got closer, the more I retreated.

At this point, my back almost hit the wall, but this behavior continued.

-Tuk.

As I thought about that, something stopped me from behind.

If you turn your head slowly, there you are.

“You covet what belongs to others, yet you have the shame to serve the goddess.”

There was another older sister.

How did this happen? I can’t believe she has two older sisters.

“It’s all about self-satisfaction anyway.”

“A selfish person like you is a saint.”

I covered my ears to the criticism coming back and forth, but it was of no use.

“In the end, don’t you just believe what’s convenient for you?”

“No….”

“It’s time to realize that you don’t deserve it.”

“No!”

At that moment, my mind gradually became clearer and forgotten facts began to come to mind one by one.

‘It was a dream…’ .’

A floating feeling as if you are free from the land you once lived on.

Through her past experiences, Sandal Pon realized what kind of situation she was in.

The goddess is giving revelation to herself.

-I guess I had a bad dream.

Not long after, with the sound of words echoing in her head, a woman with black wings landed with her halo wrapped around her.

“The lowly lamb sees its master.”

Her body moved on its own as she faced a woman with a beautiful appearance that was no different from a stone statue.

Sandal Pon immediately got down on his knees and bowed to her with sincerity.

-She is stronger than I saw her before.

“It’s all thanks to the Goddess’ care.”

Her body trembled at the praise he gave her.

‘A dream is just a dream. Look. Even now, the goddess is looking forward to me.’

Her own thoughts are not that important. Because the goddess controls everything.

“We will definitely restore her temple in the not-too-distant future.”

Seeing the nun bowing her head, the woman who called herself a goddess closed her eyes and smiled at the corners of her mouth.

‘It’s like she doesn’t even realize that she is bowing her head to her demons. ‘It’s kind of stupid.’

She holds back her laughter, saying that humans are a funny people.

No matter how powerful a demon is, they cannot use their power properly within the sacred kingdom, the headquarters of the goddess.

The energy is so strong that the average demons immediately burn up and turn to ashes.

Because of this, the Holy Kingdom was considered an impregnable fortress to her demons.

However, Tiermis came up with a trick here. She said, let’s make the people of the Holy Kingdom stand against each other without having to go in and search.

The possibility has already been fully verified.

Through King Salazar of Saldena.

What was done in Saldena was no different from a rehearsal for this. The difference is that this time, her identity was completely hidden.

The fact that she was a dreamer also played a role. Her unique ability to invade the dreams of others allowed her to escape the influence of her temple by accessing them through dreams rather than reality.

There is a downside to being able to work only in dreams.

But the problem did not end there.

In order to gather power, you have to deceive people with that level of power, but most of those people have already grown so thick that they can’t easily fall for you just by appearing in a dream.

There is no need to go all the way to the Pope or a saint, and there is a situation where you are cut from the ranks of official nuns.

What caught Tiermis’s eye was Sandalphon.

An immature fruit that has plenty of potential, but lacks confidence in itself.

All Tiermis did was pretend to be her goddess and appear in her dreams to give her hints.

She achieved remarkable growth simply by the fact that her goddess was looking at her, and based on this, she served as her own chess piece.

The believers who saw Sandalphon rising from the bottom were influenced by her evangelism and became tainted with wrong beliefs, thinking of themselves as awakened, and now that percentage accounts for half.

I don’t know why, but the goddess was watching this and the situation was on her side.

-I am so happy with your growth.

At the moment when she was picturing the castle collapsing, Sandal Fon opened her mouth.

“In particular, the apostle sent by the Goddess was of great help.”

‘What… ?’

It was the moment when a black stain fell on her steadily progressing plans.

***

Jalgeunjalgeun.

Tiermis hastily escaped from Sandalphon’s dream.

I could see his nervousness in the way he was chewing his nails.

“An apostle… Where on earth did this guy come from…?”

There was nothing like that in what I heard from the reconnaissance team. I heard that there was at most one porter involved.

-The captain says, it’s no big deal.

This meant only one thing.

“Deimos… How dare you trouble me…”

It is clear that information was intentionally hidden. There’s no way those guys didn’t know this.

‘What should I do…’ Should I just ignore it and go ahead with it? .’

After looking at Sandalphon’s condition, I thought it was quite a try, but the variable of being an apostle bothered me.

‘Is this why the goddess stayed still…? Doing something stupid….’

Above all, the situation has already been reported to the higher-ups.

He reported that he had a large part in this operation, so if anything went wrong, he would be held accountable.

You might be sent to prison like Agrissa.

Much was at stake as she hoped to cover up her failure in the West with the success of her current campaign.

“I can’t do that. I have no choice but to check it myself.”

In the end, Tearmiss decided to come forward in person.

‘Black hair… Black hair….’

Based on what I heard from Sandalphon, I visited those who were dreaming and looked into them several times.

‘Found it!’

Thanks to that striking feature, we were able to find a man believed to be an apostle.

Judging by his solid dream state, he seems to have fallen asleep while desperately wishing for something.

The more a person is like this, the easier it is to delve into their inner self. The more vivid a dream becomes, the more distant it becomes from reality.

A golden opportunity that, if done well, could be locked in a dream forever.

“Now then, shall we get a taste of what I was dreaming about?”

She licked her lips with her tongue and stepped into her dream.