Release that Witch

Roland only felt an indescribably cold and shrouded whole body, and sure enough, he was targeted by someone - in this dream that was supposed to be illusory.

He looked up and swept the people around him from near to far -

Who, who?

Wine waiter? entrepreneur? Awakened?

The banquet hall is still very lively, people enjoy this social gathering, the only abnormal, just like himself.

Roland took a deep breath and calmed down the heartbeat.

The agreement... can't mean anything else, the sender of the message should be the same person who left the note in the book.

"Rose Cafe, No. 302."

There is no doubt that someone wants to see him.

Such means have surpassed the scope of the power of nature - the martial arts are not witches, and they are not known for their abilities. The awakened people have stronger strength, speed, and five senses of the body. , causing a spell-like effect, but in general it is biased towards the type of combat.

What's more, he didn't feel any natural fluctuations around him.

In other words, the trick to make the word appear is likely to come from a more advanced force.

The dream world is evolving into an unknown field and may be related to this.

"It’s really... it’s being stared at by npc,” Roland whispered. As a world that will completely stagnate once he is awake, it is really difficult to relate to reality. In addition to the alien witch and the defeated by the singer, he subconsciously believes that the rest of the world should be the fiction of the dream, no matter how realistic, and lack of the key "self." But now, there are "fictionalists" who noticed his differences and took the initiative to send him a message.

When did it start?

Was he borrowing books from the Association from Garcia, or did he find in the reflection church that the characters more than 800 years ago were exactly the same as those in the dream world?

Or earlier than this, for example... the moment that Jie Luo pulled him into the soul battlefield?

Can't think of an answer.

Even if you know it doesn't make sense.

The most important thing is what the other party wants to say.

"Roland?" The voice of Yann interrupted his thoughts. "What happened?"

"No...nothing," Roland returned, smiling and shaking his head. "I will come over."

After confirming that the glass had no abnormalities, he placed it on the nearest table and then walked to the witches.

"This is delicious and smooth! Just wait, you can try it..."

St. Milan handed a string of freshly baked foie gras with a tempting oily scent.

Roland looked in her direction and couldn't help but cover her face. I saw that the three witches were kept in front of the three meals that needed to be cooked, and the food that the chef had just cooked was not in the hands of the land, and there was a stance that “this place has been occupied by me”.

The men around are okay, no one will go to grab the food from the little girl, the woman is quite a bit complained.

With excellent hearing, he heard some intermittent whispers coming from the surroundings -

"Who is this bringing people?" "It looks so cute, how to never eat good things." "Look at their clothes and shoes, wouldn't it be secretly mixed in?" "Oh, feeling hungry." For hundreds of years."...etc.

After hearing these complaints, Roland wanted to ask them to converge a little and then swallowed it back and turned to the group of speculators behind him.

Sorry, they haven’t tasted the food for hundreds of years.

"Don't forget to bring some to the family."

"Oh!"

Biting the goose liver skewer handed by the witch, Roland reconnected to the previous idea.

Since the other party has such ability, why not talk to him in person? Have to be so awkwardly arranged, like a guess?

Is it afraid to scare him, or is it lacking some opportunities?

Even if the former is the case, the words in the wine without warning, if you change to a bad heart, I am afraid to go directly.

As for the latter... he couldn’t help but recall the contents of the note in his mind.

"The day of God's life, when the meeting is agreed...?" Roland whispered several times in his heart, and suddenly he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "It's hard to be done-"

The other side refers to the real world, the day when the red moon comes?

The emergence of the Red Moon also means the beginning of the battle of divine power.

Only at this time can the “passing the message” be able to talk to him?

But... how do people in the dream world know about things in another world? Be aware that as long as he does not dream, here is always in a state of solidification!

And the most speechless thing is that even if the opportunity is the same as his guess, the location is still a mystery.

The ghost knows where the Rose Cafe is in the city.

You can't choose the place to be in the tower or a famous landmark!

Just as Roland was secretly licking his belly, the middle-aged men of the two bosses walked past him.

“I heard that your golf course is about to start?”

"The approval of the previous time has cost me a lot of money. Why, Gao is always interested?"

"Fortunately, I don't usually exercise very much. I am more interested in the master you are looking for. Listen to others and say that it took you more than three million to find him?"

"No way, please be auspicious. To do our business, I only hope that the wind will be smooth, and if I spend money, I can earn more. It is said that the name he has set is very good."

"What was the last call?"

"Rhine Greenfield, just in time for the greenfield project of the Sanye Group across the river."

"Ha ha ha... that's quite good."

Roland couldn't help but sneak a glimpse. After the two said something, he didn't listen to it.

The name... can be taken by yourself!

He has been letting the witch secretly look for the Rose Cafe, but he has ignored this point - if you open a cafe, it is called Rose?

If the other person sincerely wants to pick him up, he should not choose a place that he has never heard of.

Conversely, since the other party can directly display the text in his hand glass, it is not difficult to know that he opened a coffee shop.

The second floor of the warehouse has been rented by him. As long as the two shops next door are rented, there will be enough space to set up the museum.

Even further, in addition to the bar, table and chairs and other necessary facilities, he can only set up a private room, the nameplate of the door is set to 302!

Coupled with the Takira witch, it can be said that both the waiter and the customer - who stipulates that the store can not be sold for sale?

After calculating the funds at hand, Roland made a decision quickly.

......

Waiting until Roland left the banquet hall, Fijian came to the back of the table and picked up the glass of champagne.

She saw with her own eyes that the new "hunter" of the association stunned the glass, but at the last minute, it was like holding a champagne instead of red charcoal. . For a moment, she even caught a fluster in her face.

Is there anything that can make a hunter panic?

She can't imagine it.

For those who walk on the edge of life and death at this time, even death is not the case.

What's more, a cup of unpredictable wine?

Kefei Han knows that it is not his own illusion.

There are obvious cracks on the cups, which is a symbol of the loss of control. In general, only newcomers who have just awakened the power of nature will have such a flaw.

From this it can be inferred that what he saw was absolutely unusual.

In the cold end of the Fiji language, I sipped a glass of wine along the mouth of the cup and found no residual smell. Roland didn't drink this glass of champagne, which meant that what surprised him was not related to alcohol.

She slowly drank the glass of wine and confirmed this judgment.

It’s just ordinary drinks.

Compared with Roland's dialogue with the three girls, the "two kings of the world" and "my ministers", she is more concerned about the reaction of the other party's defenses - only inadvertently revealed The behavior that comes out will not lie.

It must have happened at the time.

Putting down the cup, Fijian looked at the direction of the exit of the hall, and his heart raised a strong curiosity.