Before the robin could even process the "monster" before her, her consciousness gradually drifted into chaos.

Sweet dreams, Ms. Robin.

Gallagher said something to the robin, then looked at the "monster" he had summoned:

"Sleep, Miss Robin, please place her in the Dream Pool."

The monster named "Slumber" nodded human-like and obediently carried out Gallagher's orders.

After placing the "corpse" of the robin, whose abdomen had been left with a huge wound, into the Dream Pool, it immediately merged into Gallagher's shadow.

"It's time to leave..."

Hey, hey, hey.

"Miss Robin, are you in your room?"

"That voice...is that Ms. Funina?" The sudden knocking made Galakh frown, and he immediately used the power of his mysterious destiny to transform himself into a black hound statue placed on a nearby coffee table.

"Strange, why is there no response? Could it be that Miss Robin has already left?"

"But why is the door ajar?"

Funina muttered strangely.

"Could it be that Ms. Robin forgot to close the door?"

Paimon rested his chin on his hand, striking a pose like a great detective.

"What was that saying again...? Generally speaking, someone like Miss Robin wouldn't forget to lock the door after leaving the house, would she?"

Ying complained.

[Hu Tao: Indeed, Miss Robin looks like a very serious person. It's hard to imagine that she would forget to close the door when she goes out.]

Hey, sir, aren't you seriously considering patenting your catchphrase? Others are getting more and more adept at using it now.

[Morax: In general terms, a catchphrase cannot be patented.]

Ningguang: What Your Majesty says is absolutely right.

[Hu Tao: But being a guest is different. You're the Rock God. If you apply for a patent, Seven Stars won't say anything, right?]

[Xingyan: Cough cough, it has to be you again, Hu Tao.]

[Zhongli: Let's forget it, Master.]

"Why don't we just go in and take a look?"

Seeing that there was no response from inside after continuing to knock on the door, Paimon raised his index finger and suggested...

"Wouldn't that be impolite?"

Cole touched his index finger and began to speak.

"That's really impolite. Shall we help Miss Robin close the door?"

Navia suggested.

Funina nodded and was about to reach out and close the door for Robin.

Just then, a hand suddenly reached out and blocked the door, preventing Funina from closing it.

"Gold dust? What are you doing?"

Funina frowned.

"It might be my imagination, but I sensed a strange flow of energy in the room."

Sand Gold said a few words, then walked past everyone and pushed open the door to go inside.

"Hey, you're so rude."

"How could I enter Miss Robin's room without her permission?"

Funina quickly caught up with Sand Gold's pace.

However, she soon stopped in front of the Dream Pool, just like Sand Gold, as if time and space had been frozen in place.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Why aren't you all moving?

Paimon followed behind Luminous with a puzzled look on his face.

"Paimon, traveler, I...I think I'm seeing things."

"Could you help me take a look at the situation here?"

Furnessa turned around, her face pale, and looked at Paimon and Ying.

[Navilette: Hmm? Ms. Furnessa's expression...]

[Datalia: Wait a minute, this expression doesn't quite fit with Ms. Frynn.]

[Leosley: That kind of expression is only shown when you see something extremely horrific or extremely sad.]

[Fukaros: So what's so frightening about Frynn?]

[Lady: The gold duster also froze; they must have seen something quite astonishing.]

Paimon and Ying were also puzzled by Funina's expression. After exchanging a glance, they quickly stepped forward to Funina's side.

Soon, Ying, like Funina, remained rooted to the spot.

Paimon paused for two seconds, then suddenly covered his cheek and roared:

"Aaaaaah, Miss Robin has been killed? Am I having a nightmare?"

Paimon's scream reached the ears of Navia, Clarin, the servants, and others outside the door. The Teyvat passengers, who were originally debating whether it was polite to go directly into the robin's room, could no longer stand quietly outside the door.

After the servant pushed open the door, the rest of the people quickly filed in and came to Ying, Paimon, Funina, and Sandgold's side, and saw what Funina and the others had seen.

The robin lay quietly in the Dream Pool, as if it were merely dozing in this beautiful dream of Pinocchio.

However, there was a huge wound on her abdomen, ripped open by something like a sharp blade.

The robin's brow was furrowed tightly, as if it were enduring some great pain.

"Miss Robin, is... is she dead?"

Cole swallowed hard and said in horror.

"It's...it must be fake, aren't we living in a Pinocchio dream right now?"

"Isn't it impossible to die in a dream?"

Navia frowned as she looked at Sandkin, the man who had previously made statements about committing suicide in his dreams.

"Don't look at me like that. At least I haven't succeeded in committing suicide in my dreams before."

"If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself to see if you can commit suicide in your dreams."

"To be honest, I'm also surprised by what I'm seeing right now."

Sand Gold said with a frown.

Unlike ordinary people, he could sense that the scene before him was not some kind of illusion.

The dead robin in front of me was indeed no different from a real robin.

He never imagined that the death he had failed to witness in his dreams would actually happen to the robin.

And this happened at the very moment he wanted to ask the robin about her loss of voice.

Under such circumstances, it was difficult for him not to connect the robin's death with the robin's loss of voice.

[Lady: This gold duster actually said something like that, so does that mean the robin is really dead?]

[Dartaria: This looks like a robin being pierced through the body with a sharp blade by someone.]

Now I understand why Frynn and Paimon had those expressions earlier.

Leosley: This also seems to explain why the robin's door was ajar.

However, the fact that someone actually dies in the dream breaks the family's promise to the Dream Chaser.

[Disia: Until now, I always thought the Dream Chaser was absolutely safe in Pinocchio's dream world, but now this has happened?]

[Al-Hysen: Although to determine whether the robin is really still alive, one should go to the robin's room in the real world and see for oneself.]

However, judging from the performance of placer gold, the situation of robins in reality is probably just as bad.

"Higgwen, can you heal Lady Robin?"

Krolind looked at Frynn beside him and asked.

"My treatment methods are probably not effective here."

Siegwen pursed her lips and shook her head.

Dreams are not reality. In Pinocchio's dream, many rules of the real world do not apply, including medical procedures.

Higewen had already noticed this when she first entered the dream.

However, seeing someone fall in front of her, and it was the robin who had been taking good care of them recently, who fell in front of everyone, Sylvie couldn't just do nothing.

With a fixed gaze, she tried to pass through the crowd to reach the robin's side.

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