The interior of the golden palace truly boasted the pinnacle of flamboyance. Golden symbols were engraved on a lustrous marble background, and even the windowsills had a gold outline.
And with all sorts of decorative items placed everywhere, the palace reminded everyone of France’s Palace of Versailles, which was known for its marvelous beauty.
“I am very pleased that you think so highly of this poor palace.”
A soprano-tone voice, like that of a skylark, rang out in everyone’s ears, and their eyes naturally headed forward.
A throne made of gold was standing at the end of the vast hallway, which extended like a corridor. And there was a woman slowly standing up from this throne, looking down amiably at the expedition team.
The figure looked young and frail, and didn’t seem to even reach 150 centimeters. Her blue hair was slicked back and tied into a bun, emphasizing her small, white face even more.
Indeed, rather than a woman, it seemed more proper to call her a young lady.
Clack… clack…
Seol Jihu snapped out of his daze hearing the clacking of heels. The young lady was walking down the stairs with modest steps, her hands clasped over her bellybutton.
As she came closer, her attire became easier to see. The top of her clothing was a black, gothic lolita-style dress, which stuck to her body and outlined her alluring curves, and the bottom was a wide, bell-shaped skirt that reached her ankles.
“Thank you accepting my invitation.”
After reaching the bottom of the stairs, she lightly held the hem of her skirt up and bowed politely.
“Welcome to the Pagoda of Dreams, Legitimate Visitors.”
She scanned the expedition team briefly. Then…
“And Awaited Experts.”
She smiled at Seol Jihu and Teresa. Her smile was so captivating that she grabbed everyone’s attention instantly.
However, Seol Jihu didn’t let his guard down. The young lady’s mouth was curled into a smile, but her clear, ocean-like blue pupils were serene like ice.
In the first place, Seol Jihu felt a strong sense of incongruity the moment he entered the place. A single young lady was the only one in such a huge palace? He felt like he was dreaming.
“You’re right. My reception hasn’t been the best, even though such honored guests accepted my invitation. Please forgive this lady’s lack of thought with magnanimity.”
Seol Jihu was taken aback. He hadn’t said anything, yet the young lady seemed to have read his thoughts.
Her eyes then gently curled into a crescent shape as she raised both her hands.
Clap!
She clapped.
Tutururu~!
Seol Jihu almost fell backward in shock. It wasn’t just him, but everyone in the expedition team.
People filled up the palace instantly. They circled around the expedition team, sang, played music, and threw flower petals into the air.
“Don’t be so surprised.”
A muffled giggle rang out.
“This is the world of my mind.”
A dreamy voice flowed out rhythmically.
“Since this is a dream world, everything I wish for comes true.”
Roselle flicked her hand like the conductor of a symphonic orchestra, and the people disappeared in an instant. The palace regained its serenity.
“Did you like my welcoming show?”
She asked, her head slightly tilted.
Seol Jihu couldn’t say anything, setting aside whether he liked it or not. He had experienced all sorts of things thus far, but this was the first time he was experiencing anything similar to what he was experiencing today.
“Now.”
Roselle clapped again, and the scenery changed. The expedition team was now standing in the middle of a beautiful garden.
A white, round table was placed in front of them, with pretty steaming tea cups placed on top of it.
“Though it’s a little late, let me introduce myself.”
The young lady gently placed her hand over her chest.
“My name is Roselle La Grazia.”
Seol Jihu barely managed to eke out a few words.
“The Witch of Dreams…”