"That's not right!"

At the same time, Roger quickly regained his composure, and the first time he was discovered by Green was because he was too close, so this time even if he wanted to explore some secrets on Green's body, Roger has always controlled the distance between the two sides.

Sure enough, those red eyes seemed to be staring at Roger, but as Roger moved, the red pupils were still staring at the end of the line of sight.

There is a winding cobblestone path, and at the end of the path, it leads to the edge of the estate, which was originally empty.

However, the last time the Hunter's Hut was promoted to level 8, the expansion of the hut also created an additional passage at the edge of the manor.

The situation at this time is very strange.

In reality, Green continued to walk forward, the moonlight shining overhead, but his body seemed to merge with the darkness, and if you looked closely, you couldn't find any shadows around him.

On the other side, the black goo in the shadow world followed the winding path and came to the end at a rapid speed.

The separation of the body and the shadow, which seems to cause Green's discomfort, which does not come from the body and spirit, but can make a person incomplete.

"Smack!"

Green stopped.

"What's wrong, sir?"

Galahad asked, the Green she knew was calm and wise, every move was deliberate, and rarely was so unusual as tonight.

"Nothing, I just think it's a little ......"

Green turned his head and his gaze fell on the house in the darkness.

Galahad looked back, though she didn't know what Green was observing.

With drooping eyes, Green withdrew his gaze, his gaze sweeping over the ground.

It was bare, there was nothing.

There is no shadow.

Galahad looked up, and at some point a dark cloud appeared and obscured the moon in the sky.

"It's going to change, and tomorrow there might be a rain.

The rain in October can be exceptionally cold.

Green shrunk his neck, he acted like an ordinary old man.

Or now he can only remind himself through these actions.

Like a normal person.

"Let's go back!"

He stepped out of the manor, and Galahad followed behind him, closing the door.

At this time, the dark clouds dissipated, and the moonlight shone through the clouds on the earth.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Galahad always felt that Green's shadow seemed to be moving from a great distance.

Suddenly appeared at his feet.

Enough unusual things had happened all night, she closed her mouth in amusement and disappeared into the darkness with Green.

Instead of exploring Green's secrets about the 4th Order, Roger was standing in the gloomy path, surrounded by tumbling, mist-like black smoke that made him unable to see the border.

At the end of the gray and simple path, there was originally a faint door, but at this time, there was a clear bloody handprint on the door.

It didn't feel like someone was pressing a bloodied palm against it.

It was as if the door was a red-hot soldering iron, and someone pressed their hands on it, and the flesh and skin were glued and torn off.

At this time, Roger's body shook, and a domino he placed close to him suddenly jumped into the air, and then the domino shattered into a crystal fine powder and then condensed into a woman in a long white dress.

"Anna?!"

Roger looked delighted, "You removed the weird energy from above and completely integrated that bone into your body?" ”

Anna's gaze was cold, and there was also an emotion that Roger couldn't guess, and Roger asked tentatively, "What ......is your memory?"

"Recovered some ......"

She shook her head, the confusion on her face becoming more intense, "I don't know what's wrong. ”

As she spoke, she stretched out her left hand to grab Roger, and her illusory right hand pushed the door in front of her.

"It's useless, it's not an ordinary door, there's no way to open it!"

Roger said, he'd tried many times before.

But in the next second, Roger saw Anna's right hand pass through the illusory door, and then, he took a step forward and hit the door headlong under Anna's pull.

The black mist rushed in.

The world is spinning.

"What's going on?"

Roger suddenly remembered that the shadow door hidden in the manor was the first to be discovered and pushed open by Anna.

Could it be that Anna has some connection to the world of shadows?

The next second, the vision returned to normal, Roger squinted slightly, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to block it, although the sun was warm but a little dazzling.

"Wait?"

"Sunshine? Glare? ”

It was obviously dark here, and after the grass trial, Roger's eyes had already been transformed, and even in the face of a light source stronger than sunlight, he could maintain normal vision by controlling the constriction of his pupils.

"What's going on?"

The question in his mind was unspoken, and Roger was surprised to find that he seemed to be a physical spectator, not a participant.

"The sun here is so comfortable that we could probably lie like this for the rest of our lives."

A soft female voice sounded in his ears, and Roger wanted to look sideways at the woman lying next to him, but unfortunately he couldn't control his actions at all.

"How many years is a lifetime?"

Roger spoke, his voice was warm and magnetic, and it was easy to make people feel good, but it was also not Roger's voice.

"A lifetime is a lifetime, your question is so strange." The woman next to her said.

Then he felt his body sink, and a burst of fragrance rushed to his face, and a woman's face instantly expanded in front of his eyes, and then his lips lightly imprinted on his cheeks.

This is a strange woman, she has black hair and delicate features, her eyebrows are thin, her eyes are large and round, and her eyes are beating with the liveliness and joy peculiar to a girl.

It was a strange feeling, Roger seemed to be the owner of this body, but he couldn't do anything about it, he seemed to burrow into someone else's head, peeking into someone's most secret memories.

Empathy.

"If we had a child of our own, what would we call him?"

The woman stared at Roger affectionately.

"If it's a boy, we'll call him ......"

"No, it's not a boy, it's a girl."

Roger replied.

"What did you say?"

The woman's face was strange, but soon there was a hint of joy on her face, "It seems that you like girls more." ”

"Well, if it's a girl, we're going to give her a nice name."

"Hmm...... How about Yenneve? ”

The woman frowned, "Looks like you don't like the name, okay then, then I'll choose one of my mother's middle names." ”

"Well, Anna, how is Anna?"

"Whatever you want." Roger replied.

"Alright then, that's it."

"Anna Green."

"Sounds good."

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