Release that Witch

Just in the afternoon sun, the gentle warm air blown into the room from the window, brought up a few scattered documents, and also tweeted Tilly's hair.

Probably because the annoying hair touched the eyes, and for another reason, she suddenly felt a sour feeling in her eyes. Even so, she did not dare to close her eyes, for fear that the scene would disappear again.

The other party does not seem to be planning to give her a chance to worry.

Dropping the bag, the person strode forward, bypassed the mahogany table, and spread her arms directly into her arms.

The solid and true touch came through the clothes, which made Tilly realize that what she saw...may not be an illusion.

"ash?"

"It's me." Ashes pressed against her cheek. "Long time no see."

When the other party's voice is open, Tilly's vision is blurred.

It seems that there is something that has been suppressed for too long, and finally got the opportunity to pour.

Although she knows that this is not very dignified, she accidentally does not want to stop in front of the ashes, she does not need much cover, whether it is happy or sad.

Moreover, she is not sad now.

not at all.

The ashes gently stroke her hair and quietly provide space for it to pour. The two kept on standing, letting the sun shroud each other.

After a long time, Tilly settled down.

She wiped the sticky tears on her face and slammed the ashes. "What happened after the end of the war of gods? Why are you coming back now? What is your brother's dragging over the years?"

The latter smiled and licked her slightly red face. "Reassured, I will tell you everything I know. To be honest, I am also surprised to see Roland again in the dream world."

Then Ashes detailed the experience of his wake up.

In the words of Roland, even though he has gained control of the cradle, it is still a time-consuming and laborious task to search for a witch’s consciousness in the memory of civilization, not to mention that her body no longer exists, considering that It may be accurately restored, so Ashes stayed in the conscious world for a long time.

In this process, she gradually reverted back to her original self from scattered pieces. However, considering that the consciousness is also growing during the adaptation process, the ashes are not sure how much she is different from her in the past.

As for the body, it is entirely based on the impression. Although Roland hopes to carry out the experiment after several experiments, she does not want to continue to wait. Fortunately, the process of integration was very smooth, and when she reopened her eyes, she was already on the island without a bottom.

"So the scar on your face is gone for this reason too?" Tilly asked.

"Oh..." This is a bit embarrassing to the ashes. "I used to think that it can remind me to keep vigilant at all times, but also to increase deterrence in the battle, so I have stayed. But now... no longer Need to continue to kill, I miss you...maybe..."

Looking at the other side's vomiting, Tilly couldn't help but smile. "I don't deny it. But that doesn't become a factor that affects me. Is this dress worn by you in the dream world?"

"Uh huh. Not only clothes, but also money and luggage. Roland said that it is much easier to reproduce these things."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the ashes continued. "I don't know if I have lost anything in the unconscious drift. Even more than my past, I am not the ashes in your mind. I don't know, but one thing I can confirm is that I want to see your heart. It hasn't been reduced since the beginning."

Tilly reached out and interrupted her. "I can make sure for you, you are ashamed, and there has been no change in the past."

The ashes were silent for a while, and they showed a sigh of relief.

"Right, Anna and the nightingale, they obviously returned to the camp after the end of the war. And what is the situation of my brother now? Can he not come out of the consciousness world in the future?" Tilly took her from her arms. Hold up and change the subject.

"Roland is not in the conscious world, but the world itself. He really can't leave the cradle center, but Anna and the night owl can come back at any time. Just..." When it comes to this, the ashes clear their throats. "The problem is not Can you, but you don't want to. In short, Roland's life is better than you think, you don't worry about him."

"Yes... is this?" Tilly knew.

"Yes, forget that guy, he is not worthy of your consideration." Ashes shrugged, then suddenly remembered something, turned and took a stack of papers from the duffel bag. "And Roland has something else. Let me hand you over."

Tilly suddenly looked stiff. "Isn't it any new duty or entrustment?"

“It doesn’t have to be handled by you personally,” Ashes explained. “These are all things that he’s screaming out, and their main purpose is to reopen the passage between the dream world and the real world.”

Before I wanted to enter the world of dreams, I couldn't do without Roland's "light column". Because of his loss of connection, the gods and witches couldn't relax as they used to. If they didn't know that he only said goodbye, I would rather light the tower. This piece is going to have a big problem.

Now that there is a solution, Tilly can't help but relieve the ancient witches.

Judging from the weird legends and lines of the instrument, these ten ** are a new magic device.

"I will let Ai Gesha come over." Tilly suddenly browed after she finished the call. "Right, was there a couple of ancient witches and brothers who were interrupted together? Their bodies are no longer able to used."

"This point has also been considered by Roland. In fact, what he will do next is to design a brand new carrier for the **** witch, not only to be used as a soul container, but also to automatically adapt to consciousness and restore its ordinary perception. "The ashes nodded," but this step can't be done by the cradle alone, and no winter city has to participate in it until the mastery of such technology."

"I believe that Celine will definitely go all out." Tilly grinned.

"And when these are completed, it is the last step." Ashes went on to say, "This time Roland seems to want to do something more thorough, except that the witch can be exposed to the dream world, he wants the people of that world to come too. Here, the guy has even called it a new door plan in the plan."

Tilly opened her mouth in surprise.

She instantly realized the purpose of Roland's practice. There is no doubt that once a technical advantage group and a magical advantage group have exchanges, it will inevitably bring about earth-shaking changes.

Although it can quickly promote the development of civilization, it will also lead to many foreseeable troubles. When thinking about facing those troubles, Tilly feels that the first two are big.

"I knew I shouldn't have taken the crown." She grinned.

"But I feel that even if you come again, you will still agree to his request." The ashes took a step back and then kneeled down, like a knight-like fist in the chest. "You are doing better than you think, my Your Majesty. You are already a qualified king."

Tilly stared at her for a moment, then slowly extended her right hand. "Would you like to go with me?"

"Of course." The ashes' answer was powerful. "This is my honor."

Yes, compared to an hour ago, the things piled up on her desktop have not decreased, but have become more.

But she did not have the conflict before.

Because this time, the scenery around us is completely different.