Release that Witch

Returning to the room of the Greenland Sanatorium, the Fijian language locked the door and took out the recorder embedded in the decorative piece.

It is almost only the size of the rice, and it does not have a playback function. It needs to be inserted into a special reader to hear the recorded content.

After passing the data into the notebook, she found the audio closest to Wakiris's moment to leave the contest, and clicked the play button.

"Zizi...Zi..."

"We met again, Miss Wakiris." Roland's voice sounded.

coming.

Fei language curled up his mouth and gave himself a cup of hot tea.

She decided to enjoy the long-awaited results.

......

The steaming tea gradually cooled down until it became cold again, and the tea owner did not have time to take a sip.

Despite the premonition, she found that what she had discovered was far more than she had imagined!

When the stop button was pressed, Fiji found that his fingertips were shaking slightly.

For a well-known martial artist, it can be considered out of control!

She now finally understands why Roland, who is a hunter, will crack the glass in his hand at that dinner. If it involves the secret of the gods, it is not normal to be shocked.

The dreams that have been created, the civilizations that fight for survival, the connections and continuations of the two worlds, the guardians who travel through the conscious world, and what are more ridiculous things?

Originally, the two chose to talk in the coffee shop to disappoint the Fijian language, but after listening to it, she realized that the content would be said to be arrogant, and others would only think it was nonsense.

Despite this, Fiji’s chill does not think that the two are guilty. If the latter is disguised from the day she observes Roland, it is too exaggerated.

If the world is really created by humans, then she is probably the first person to spy on the truth behind the scenes.

"Oh..." Fiji whispered out.

It feels so...very satisfying!

As for the "fiction or truth" that the **** asked, she did not care. No one knows better than herself, she is a living being. Whether it's a gesture of giving up, or every thought that comes out of my mind, comes from her personal will, and the same is true of this time to actively explore the secrets of outsiders.

Perhaps Roland is really one of the creators of the world, but what about it? If the planet is created by cosmic energy and elementary particles, then there is no essential difference in replacing the former with someone.

Fiji relies on the chair, letting the body tremble slightly and enjoy the long-lost happiness.

After a long time, the excited mood gradually recovered.

It is reasonable to say that the key information about the destruction of the world by the gods and the nature of the demon should be reported to the martial arts association. However, since the coverage is too large, history can be almost rewritten, so she decided to observe it again.

After all, apart from the conversation between the two, she did not receive any tangible evidence at hand. And now it can't be ruled out, both of them are likely to be addicted to severe snoring. From the second year of junior high school, there is a chance to generate telepathy, and the urban legend that can resonate among the same kind of people, she also heard about it, although the probability of this situation is extremely low, but it cannot be prevented.

Fortunately, Wakiris has officially joined Roland, and the chances of listening to secrets will only increase.

What is most interesting to Fiji is now another world in which the two were originally located.

For example, those who call Roland as their majesty.

If they can come to the dream world, can they look at the world over there?

Go and see the so-called ... reality.

......

"Where did you go," Garcia looked at Roland with a dissatisfied face. "Is it good to accompany the baby to see the game?"

"Sorry... there is something in the association there, and I have no way to do it." Roland touched the back of his head. This was his first loss, so he was very decisive. In order to open the time of returning with Wajilis, he deliberately stayed in the restaurant for a while, but did not expect to hit the peak of the evening after work, the result is that the two waited for half an hour at the gate of the martial arts hall.

"If it weren't for me that I had a patrol mission, I would have left you alone." Garcia didn't have a good air. "Take a little girl to have a good compensation."

She patted the brain of Jieluo, who nodded and ran to Roland's side with a small step. After finishing, she also walked to Garcia. "Thank you, sister!"

"If he is harsh on you, be sure to tell me."

"it is good."

This guy is so pretending to be so clever in front of outsiders. Roland couldn't help but swear, but the face was sincere. "Reassured, wrapped in me. Right, do you want to bring you a copy?"

"No." Garcia generously waved, "Let's go, I will go back to the martial arts."

"I am bothering you today." After Roland and the other side said goodbye, shrugged at the cleanliness. "Let's go, there is a commercial plaza in front, what you want to eat tonight."

"Yeah." Jie Luo sighed.

Strange, this time she should not take the opportunity to open the lion. Roland is a little surprised, how suddenly it has become so quiet? "Why, isn't today's game exciting?"

"No, it’s better than watching it on TV..."

"That's it. When you come back on holiday, I will take you a few times to see the scene. Anyway, I am also a member of the association. It should not be difficult to get tickets."

Crossing the road along the sidewalk, the two people are on the side of the street where people come and go, and the snow under their feet has been stepped on, leaving only the sound of "啪唧啪唧". But there are more snowflakes falling from the night sky, and the neon lights that are flashing are dyed with brilliant colors. In this way, the city should become white again tomorrow morning.

Gradually, Jie Luo fell behind.

Roland suddenly felt that his clothes were pulled.

He stopped and unexpectedly turned his head back.

I saw the little girl with her head down and pulled his clothes without saying a word.

"What's wrong..." Roland groaned. "Hey, it's not right to be with you, but work..."

Jie Luo shook his head. "I don't want to go back."

"What?"

"I don't want to go back to my hometown, my uncle." She looked up and bit her lip. "In the past two months of vacation, can I continue to live with you? I will find a way to rent it. I used to buy food." Money, now definitely faster, guaranteed not to default. I..."

Looking at the little girl who seemed to have courage, Roland couldn’t speak for a moment.

The row of sneak peeks at the other side's diary seemed to come to mind again, and he suddenly felt that he had done something wrong.

It is not a secret that Jielu’s family is not harmonious. Whether it is from her usual words and deeds, or the cost of wearing and wearing, her family may be quite harsh on her. But Roland has not been involved, or deliberately maintained the status quo.

Because she is another creator of the world.

Then, if you want to keep your dreams running as always, then maintaining its inertia is undoubtedly the safest way.

This is why he did not immediately let the other party join the association after Jielu was awakened.

Will changing the status quo increase the possibility of awakening her other side? If it is changed back to purity, what changes will happen to the world?

He has been wary of this happening.

However, Roland ignored it, the body of the 15-year-old girl.

"Do you really think that this world is fictitious?"

When he asked him, he gave a negative answer, but in Jie Luo, he did not do this.

"No, no?" The courage to swell up gradually disappeared, and the voice of the little girl was getting lower and lower.

"You know, I am not your legal guardian. If you leave you in the building, it will be okay for a day or two. If you have a long time, your family will come to you. No matter how unwilling you are, it is impossible. Staying here, I will also get a lot of trouble."

The eyes of Jieluo dimmed.

"But there is a way to reverse this fact." Roland squatted down and took the snowy road on her shoulder.

"Really?" She jerked her head up.

"It is OK to join the martial arts association. At any time, the association is the legal host of the awakened person. As long as you decide to stay, no one can distort your will, even if you are underage." Roland laughed. "This is the martial art." The privilege of the family... How, do you want to be a martial artist?"

"I……"

"But even if you join the association, the book still has to be read. Don't think you can go to school." He raised his eyebrows. "As for the game, it doesn't matter. If you don't like fighting, don't participate."

This sentence seems to make Jielu put down the final burden. She took a deep breath and nodded hard. "Then I joined."

"Well, I will help you fill out the application form when you go back. After that, you want to live anywhere."

"Can you live 0825?"

Roland reached out to her, "Of course."

The inertia was broken.

Subsequent changes may be going to the unknown.

But that is the choice of free will.

Facing the snowflake, the two entered the crowd and walked toward the square that reflected the night sky.