When the people around Frost saw that he woke up, many of them heaved a sigh. They didn't want to have a neighbor dead, that would be a nightmare!
Knowing Frost was still alive, they dispersed and left the officer in charge to handle the situation.
Frost attempted to move his body, but the intense pain coursing through him prevented any such movement.
'Isn't this a dream? How come the pain is so real?'
"Sir Daniel, there was an explosion caused by a gas leak from your gas pipe. You may need to go to the hospital to check if there is something wrong in your body," the officer explained before dialing a number.
Frost couldn't process what that person just called him, who was Daniel?
'Aha, it must be my name in this dream!'
Lying on the ground, Frost waited for the next development in this dream. For now, he would remain a bystander and watch the dream unfold.
After a few minutes an Ambulance came and brought out a stretcher. They lifted Frost up and put him there.
Though he didn't know who these people were, Frost just let them be. After all this was a dream, nothing wrong will happen to the real him anyway.
Soon they arrived at what the person who assisted him called it, the hospital.
"Here's a patient that survived an explosion in his house. As we checked him, he seemed to have broken ribs and damaged lungs. An immediate operation is needed."
'Operation? What are they saying?'
Despite many questions clouding his brain, Frost let all the people around him take care of his body. After all, this was just a dream.
Soon they entered a room with light and all those tubes attached to some boxes.
"Sir Daniel, you will be asleep throughout the entire operation. You won't feel any pain during that time," the medical staff assured him.
Unable to voice his agreement, Frost nodded slowly.
With his consent, a nurse inserted a tube into his mouth.
As Frost lay there, the room around him seemed to blur and fade. The anesthesia took effect, and his consciousness began to slip away. The steady beeping of machines became a distant sound, and his thoughts grew hazy.
Not long after, Frost returned to dreamland.
***
Landell had just finished training the combination of his swordmanship and lightning magic, though it was rendered useless.
No matter how much he tried, he couldn't combine the two.
The thought of having lightning shooting out from his sword every time he slashed the enemy would be a dream come true if ever he could do it. Nevertheless, it seems like he was still far from reaching that realm yet.
When it was dinner time, he decided to go to his Master's office in order to see what he was doing. He took the dinner his daughter cooked and delivered it to his Master's office.
However, what he saw inside in his Master's office was his frowning face while sleeping.
Though he didn't want to wake his Master up, his Master needed to eat lunch, otherwise he would get sick.
'...Master.'
'...Master, wake up.'
"Master, wake up," Landell said as he shook the shoulder of Frost gently.
Hearing the disturbance, Frost opened his eyes. As soon as he saw the face of Landell, Frost couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
'Such a weird dream. Why is it happening to me? I don't even know anything about that world.'
"Landell, you're here. Did you finish training?"
"Yes," Landell responded as he prepared the dinner of his Master at his table.
His Master never liked to eat in the dining room, the table was long but he was alone there eating. Due to that reason, he asked Landell to have all his meals in his office.
As a loyal subordinate of Frost, Landell immediately agreed.
While eating, Frost recalled the Instant Noodles that he ate in his dream. It was so yummy that until now he couldn't forget the taste of it.
"Landell... Does Lacy know how to cook noodles?"
Having received the question, Landell thought for a while if his daughter ever cooked noodles.
"I think she does. I do recall my wife teaching her how to knead dough into noodles before. Though I haven't tried her noodles before."
"Hmm..."
"Master, if you want Lacy to cook noodles I should let her go back to the Immortal world in order to learn the most delicious noodle recipe of my wife." Landell proudly said.
His wife was the best chef that the immortal world got, she knows recipes from the other world too.
"Don't, I was just asking because I dreamt of eating Instant Noodles. Though I don't know if that food exists here."
After he said that, Frost resumed eating without knowing that Landell took note of his words. He decided to talk with his daughter later. She needed to go back to the immortal world tonight and return with the recipe of the Instant Noodles that his Master wanted.
When Landell returned after putting all the dishes back in the kitchen, Frost decided that it was time to talk about what happened between him and his mother. Last time that he opened that topic, Landell misunderstood him.
"Landell, my mother is getting married," Frost seriously said.
"Oh, Fairy Freezia invited you Master? I thought she wouldn't because of what happened decades ago."
Hearing that Landell might know what happened between him and his mother, Frost's ears perked up with curiosity.
He badly wanted to know what happened.
"Landell, what happened between me and my mother?"
When his Master questioned him again about his relationship with his mother, Landell let out a deep sigh. Because he also didn't know what happened.
"Master, sorry to disappoint you but the fight between the two of you happened in private. Though I heard some keywords, such as the Blessing of the Goddess Larsche."
Getting no answer from Landell disappointment was clearly written in Frost's face. However, that didn't last long as he recalled the first unusual dream he had.
'Goddess of Larsche… The one who granted complete immortality to the Half-Blood Immortals…'
Maybe his dream wasn't just a simple dream after all.
If he dreamed that once again, he would take note of all the important things. Hopefully, he could find a copy of the book he read before. The printing error left him hanging on what happened next.
"Landell, do you know who this Larsche Goddess is?"
Having asked another question, Landell thought for a moment. There were many Gods and Goddesses being worshipped in the whole continent, some of them got different names in every country
As Landell recalled all the Goddess and their different names in different countries, the name of the Goddess Larsche was new to him.
"Sorry Master, but I don't recall any Goddess with the name Larsche. However, if your memories return Master, you may know it. After all, you were the one who said it during your argument with your mother."
Knowing that Landell was not familiar with the Goddess Larsche, decided to forget about it. At least he knows the main things that caused the rift between him and his mother.
Hopefully, he could talk with his Mother in her wedding on August 12.