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"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty?" the nightingale's voice woke Roland from his distraction, "Your Excellency is still waiting for your reply." ”

"Ah, I know all of this," Roland blinked, gathered his thoughts, and handed the report back to Barov, "just do as you say." ”

"Yes," Barov said, stroking his chest, and before leaving, he solemnly added, "please take care, Your Majesty." ”

After the manager left the office, Roland asked Nightingale, "Why, do I look bad?"

"Well, it looks okay," the latter deliberately looked at him for a while before saying, "It's just that I've been in a daze a lot lately, so it can't be related to the erosion of the dream world, right?"

Roland shook his head, "Those changes in the dream realm don't affect anything, it's just that some things are a little weird in retrospect, and there's nothing to worry about." ”

"Really...... That's it. Nightingale pouted.

It was the fourth day he had left his dream, and although Falci had managed to locate the Guild's headquarters, the spirit had not been able to infiltrate it—according to her, there had never been a place like that one, built beneath the ground with no visible fingers, but no shadow to hide. Her head was covered in shiny "bands of light", and she waited in place for hours, never seeing them go out.

Frustrated, the spirit also asked Roland for punishment, but the latter naturally vetoed it without hesitation.

The rest of the game plan went very smoothly, and Roland did not stop carrying the new Tachira Witch into the dream realm after that, but what he saw and heard in the headquarters that day was still weighing on his heart like a stubborn stone.

From top to bottom, the whole incident revealed an indescribable abnormality.

The first is the conclusion about the world of membranes.

He had always believed that in order to integrate his and Kor's memories and maintain internal self-consistency, the dream world would present a modern society full of natural forces. In other words, no matter how many incredible phenomena there are, they are all rules that are set by the need for self-consistency—rules that are mostly taken from his consciousness, which he can understand and accept.

But what the chief disciple Lan said was completely beyond the scope of his knowledge.

The only thing Roland knows is that membrane theory is developed from superstring theory, nothing more. Both of these theories are extremely mysterious, and he has not read them in depth at all, unlike quantum mechanics, where he has even read one or two popular science books. In the dream world, they are supposed to be hidden as invisible, just like books that only have covers and are all blank.

However, both Arashi's explanations and the formulas and proofs displayed on the screen in the hall seemed to be the same—it was the first time he had seen something he couldn't understand in a dream, and it was as absurd and unbelievable as a high school student dreaming of the pinnacle of physics.

It even made him feel that the dream world he was in now was completely different from the world he first entered.

It was as if something was growing wildly where he couldn't see.

Another bit of weirdness is the chief disciple himself.

After being reminded by Garcia, Roland realized that the martial artist's eyesight, hearing, and reaction were better than ordinary people, and if Lan Ruo talked to him on the stage, not only the guards around him, but even the newcomers in the first two rows of the hall should be able to hear one or two. But the truth is that none of them looked at the two of them at that time, and it was not a whisper attached to the ear, but it did not attract any attention. At that time, he didn't pay attention to it, but then he remembered that how could a newcomer who was taken care of by the chief disciple alone not attract everyone's attention?

And the words that the other party said also made him scratch his head.

"Listen to what I have to say, it might help you. 」

How does it help him to tell about the origins of the erosion and the connection between the martial artists and the demon degraders, even if he wants to join the guild and become a person who saves the world, it doesn't matter if he knows it, right?

All kinds of strange signs made Roland resist the dream world, and he planned to stop connecting with the dream world for a while after all the witches of divine punishment had gone in and enjoyed it once.

At the critical moment when the battle of divine will is coming, it is better to be on the safe side.

"Your Majesty?" the nightingale's voice came into his ears again, this time with a faint sense of heat, "...... You look like you're in a daze again. ”

"Ahem, I'm really fine," Roland shook his head, leaving distractions behind him, "It's just that I've had a little more things to think about lately, and I'm a little sleepy." ”

"But why do I think you're a little insincere," Nightingale sat down on the table and put her feet up, "Are you ...... with those witches in the dream world?"

"It's impossible!" he suddenly laughed and cried, "I just took them to experience different flavors of food!"

"Hmm...... That's true," Nightingale blinked and smiled slyly, "I'm a little worried, I can't go to that world, and I can't protect you at all times, in case they suddenly get into trouble." After all, after hundreds of years of unconscious days, now that it is finally recovering, I will definitely want to relive all the feelings of the past, it is more than 20 people, how can you resist it. ”

"The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes," Roland glared at her angrily, "Who did you learn from these ideas, can't you put this energy into studying?"

Nightingale covered her mouth, "I'm just casually mentioning it." ”

"If I had your abilities, it would have reminded me loudly that you were lying," Roland snorted, "and you had the idea of asking this from the beginning, right?"

"Well, I'll admit it...... But this is not my own thought," the nightingale stuck out her tongue and disappeared from her figure, "I was also asked by someone else. ”

Before Roland could ask who he was entrusted with, there was a knock on the door outside the office.

He had to take it back for the time being, "Come in." ”

The door opened, and a tall man walked in quickly, then neatly folded his legs and raised his hand to Roland, "Your Majesty, the iron axe reports to you!"

It was almost four or five days' journey from the clear water port to Neverwinter, and it was quite physically exhausting to take a boat all the way here, but there was no trace of fatigue on the face of this alien officer, and his eyes still revealed full spirit and high fighting spirit.

"Very well," Roland nodded in satisfaction, "You should already know the battle plan for Neverwinter, right?"

"I've heard Brian say it roughly," replied Iron Axe, "the First Army will divide into two lines to reclaim Grey Keep from east and west, and finally cross the border and flank Dawn Glow. It's just that I don't understand one thing, you let Brian take over my mission and stay in Bishui Harbor to protect Miss Echo, so who will be in charge of the Eastern Front?"

It seems that before the task is assigned, he has already carried the main direction of attack on his shoulders, Roland couldn't help but smile and said, "Brian is still inexperienced, and it is not a problem to garrison one place, but it is still easy to have accidents when leading a large army alone, so you are responsible for the Eastern Front Army." ”

The iron axe was slightly stunned, "The offensive of the Western Front ......"

"I'll take command myself," Roland said softly.

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