"If I had known that there would be such a risk, I would have given up on continuing to explore, but now that Holden and the others have been swept up, I can only catch up." Corophaus replied with a wry smile.

Roland nodded, "Give me a little time to set up, and we'll set off together." After speaking, he immediately took out a magic scroll and cast the 6-ring "Forbidden Technique" to seal off the altar at the bottom of the lake and the surrounding space, preventing outsiders from breaking in. In fact, he could have used his own spell slot to cast the "forbidden spell", and the reason why he switched to the scroll was not only to save spell slots, but also because this spell took a long time to cast, and he was worried that those companions who teleported away first did not want to waste too much time.

Roland then made two more arrangements. The first is to get in touch with Captain Victor, who is patrolling the shore, with a high communication stone, and tell him to lead a team to cordon off the shore of the lake and forbid anyone to approach the altar at the bottom of the lake; Then take out the "Telepathic Staff" and establish a "telepathic connection" between himself and Glofa, so that even if the two are separated after teleportation, they can quickly restore contact with telepathy.

With all the preparations done, Roland manually closed the "Mind Barrier" of the Black King's Armor, and Glopha also temporarily suppressed the "Thought Shield" and rang the copper bell to recite the incantation.

After reciting the incantation three times, the altar under his feet let out a low roar, and the silver teleportation array suddenly rose, engulfing Roland and Glofa.

When the light dissipated, the two of them were no longer visible on the altar, only the strange copper bell was still lying quietly in the center of the altar.

……

Jingle Bell ......

Jingle Bell ......

Jingle Bell ......

Half-asleep, Roland heard the sound of a bell.

He tried to open his eyes and figure out where he had been teleported, but many attempts had failed, his eyelids were as heavy as lead, he had never been so sleepy in his life, and the ringing in his ears was like a charming whisper: Sleep, close your eyes and sleep beautifully, nothing is more important, there are no more troubles in dreams.

"Don't make a fuss, now is not the time to sleep!" The only remaining reason admonishes in the heart. Perhaps subconsciously looking for a reason to motivate himself to get rid of the Sandman's entanglement, Roland first imagined the ringing bell in his ears as an alarm clock to wake up, and then to the class bell on a college campus.

This kind of imagination that is almost "self-hypnosis" is really effective, Roland felt that his eyelids were not so heavy, and opened his eyes in a hurry, and involuntarily yawned.

"I've finally come to my senses!"

Roland is proud of his willpower, and if only he had the perseverance when he was in bed, he might have been able to get into a better university. Thinking wildly, he was about to stretch comfortably, and as soon as his arm opened, he touched the soft body beside him.

"Oops!" There was a girl's whisper in her ears, vaguely revealing a strange meaning.

Well? How can there be people around? What is this place?!

Roland couldn't help but shudder, rubbing his blurry sleepy eyes and looking around, the darkness receded like a tide, and suddenly opened up in front of him: the hall with bright windows was filled with the smell of books, the bookshelves were neatly arranged against the walls, and in the center of the hall were long tables, each desk also had a power supply and USB port, which could be used to charge a computer or mobile phone.

In the silence of the hall, a few young men and women were immersed in reading or copying. This scene made Roland feel both strange and familiar, and he was stunned for a long time before he suddenly realized that he was back in the reading room of the university library.

What's going on?

Roland curled two fingers and tapped his forehead. Everything in front of me seems so real, and it really hurts to twist your ears hard!

If this wasn't a dream, what was everything I've been through? Continuing to deduce, Roland can only come to one conclusion: there has never been a Varess world, he has never traveled to it, everything he has experienced in that fantasy world in the past three years is just a long dream, he is not Roland Kolas, he is not a prince of the Far Easterners, just an ordinary person who snoozes in the university library and thinks about it in his dreams, an ordinary member of the crowd who is about to graduate from his senior year and is worried about finding a job.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he shuddered, and feelings of disillusionment and heartbreak followed. Although over the years, he has also complained more than once about the backwardness of science and technology in the world of Vares, and the inconvenience of life, and more than once longing to return to Earth. However, when he gradually adapted to life in the other world, made many interesting and lovely friends, assisted his father in ascending to the throne of the Far East, and was also in power, he was suddenly beaten back to his original form when he was ambitious, and told him that everything was fake, it was all the lust in his dreams, which was extremely painful, and he really couldn't accept it for a while.

Wrong! My experience is not a dream, everything in front of me is a false dream!

Unwilling to lose everything he had worked so hard for many years, Roland pulled his ears again.

! It still hurts!

The pain and disappointment welled up in my heart, and tears almost fell.

At this moment, there was a suppressed laughter beside him, which alerted him. Turning his head to look over, there was a girl with long hair and a shawl sitting to his left, watching him cover her mouth and snicker. Roland guessed that she probably thought it was funny that she repeatedly twisted her ears and hurt herself......

The girl made eye contact with him, and her fair cheeks immediately flushed, and she quickly turned her head to sit upright, no longer looking at him.

Roland sat sideways, frowning and looking at the shy tablemate unscrupulously, the other party's delicate face was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember her name.

The girl is very well-educated, and she is not annoyed by him staring at her like this, she turns the book intently, and sometimes writes down a sentence or two in her notebook.

Roland is not a competent scoundrel after all, and he felt quite bored after observing his table mate for a while, and when he turned his head, he accidentally saw the content of her notes, which felt a little familiar, and subconsciously blurted out: "The German Catastrophe" ......"

The girl turned her head, looked at him with a disrespectful look, and asked tentatively, "Have you read this book too?" ”

Roland nodded slightly, and the strange feeling in his heart became stronger.

The girl twisted her neck cautiously like a mole lying at the entrance of a cave, looked around, and made sure that there were few people in the reading room, and that it was far away from her and the boys next to her, and should not be disturbed by their conversation, and then lowered her voice and told Roland that she was writing a paper on Nazi Germany, and found a very troublesome problem in the middle.