“S-, Strong… Even though it’s His Highness…”
In an instant, His Highness defeated all the men.
And watching from behind him was the other me… Why is he just spectating while His Highness fights? There are a lot of things I want to tsukkomi about.
“Royce…”
The schoolgirl was nestling against His Highness who had run over, and Camille was retreating with a paled face.
I who was watching up until now, moved to cut off the escaping Camille.
“Oi, Me! What the hell are you doing treating Camille so violently!?”
In a panic I tried to pull Camille over, but my hand passed through her arms.
“Geh-, what is this? I can’t get a hold.”
A dream where I have to see Camille in a pinch is the worst.
..*
And then, the scene changed once again.
Camille was locked in a dungeon. There was no power in her, and looked just like the Count’s daughter, Claire.
A number of men were inside the cell. It was like a recreation of the treatment Camille had given to that girl.
And watching expressionlessly from outside the cell were His Highness and I.
“Achille, isn’t this going too far?”
“I’m just returning to Camille what she tried to do to Frau. We can just bribe the men later.”
After giving a single unhappy and cold glance at Camille, I quickly turned around and left. His Highness followed after.
Even if I know it’s a dream, it’s a scene that’s more unpleasant than anything.
Hearing Camille shriek from inside the cell, I turned around in a panic, and found the men approaching Camille.
“Wai… Stop!”
Even if I yelled, the men didn’t stop.
It seems that nobody will recognise my existence in this dream. I passed through the cell bars, and tried to tear the men off, but as expected my arms passed through them and couldn’t do a thing.
“Get away from Camille!”
Even though it’s in a dream, I can’t stand that Camille has to face this horrible treatment.
And moreover, that the one who gave the order was myself in the dream…
It’s a nightmare… This is, a nightmare.
This kind of thing, I would definitely not allow it to happen…
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“-, stop!”
The hand that I tried to grab them with once again found nothing but the air. Like that, I felt gravity, and fell…
-Pompf!-
…I collided with something soft.
Mn? Pompf…?
“Achille!”
When I turned my gaze towards the voice… I found His Highness.
“Is this reality?”
Have I escaped from that sickening dream?
When I looked around to see where I was, I realised that it was the familiar room of His Highness.
It seems that His Highness found me collapsed, and carried me to his room.
Of course, I don’t think that the person who carried me was His Highness himself, but one of his guards though.
“…Reality? I don’t really know what you’re talking about, but this definitely isn’t a dream.”
Saying that, His Highness grabbed my two cheeks and gave them a long pull.
“…P-, Puease let gow.”
It’s His Highness. Without any feeling of misplacement, I understood that it was the real His Highness.
“Achille, you were having a nightmare, you know? …Camille as well, though.”
“Camille?”
“Look beside you.”
Following His Highness’ finger, I looked to the other side of me… and found Camille lying atop a blanket.
She still hasn’t woken, and is having a nightmare. It seems that there are no injuries.
I felt relief from the bottom of my heart that Camille was safely beside me.