"Lord Bishop, there is an aroma from the [Dreamlands] emanating from you."
During the hand-in-hand interaction.
The woman leaned over, bringing her face close to Han Dong's arm, gently sniffing over its surface.
Such intimate gestures almost brought the believers to tears of desire.
Han Dong, on the other hand, was in the completely opposite emotional state, forcibly suppressing the nausea within, enduring the scraping back and forth over his arm by the fingernail-sized skull and the rotting vines.
"Um... I have been to [N'Kai], granted the means to journey to the Dreamlands by the blessing of the Toad Ancestor."
"How fortunate, I live in the Dreamlands... and all of my power also stands ready in the Dreamlands.
If the Lord Bishop is free, you may accompany me to the depths of the Dream when you sleep at night. The beautiful scenery there and the company of this young woman will surely satisfy you.
