Release that Witch

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"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?" The sound of the nightingale will wake Roland from the gods. "The general manager is still waiting for your reply."

"Ah, I know all of this," Roland blinked and converge, returning the report in his hand to Barov. "Take what you say."

"Yes," Barov said, and he added a sentence before he left. "Please take care of your body and kneel down."

When the general manager left the office, Roland asked the night owl. "Why, my face looks bad?"

"Oh, it looks okay," the latter deliberately looked at him for a while before saying, "I have been in a daze lately, and will not be related to the erosion of the dream world?"

Roland shook his head. "These changes in the dream can't affect anything. It's just that the individual things are a bit strange to recall. There is nothing to worry about."

"Yes... so it's good." The night screamed.

This is the fourth day of his dreams. Although Falun succeeded in positioning the headquarters of the association, Ling could not sneak into it. According to her, there has never been a place like the area, obviously built on the fingers. The underground, but no shadow can hide. The head was full of bright "light belts", she waited for several hours in the same place, has not seen it extinguished.

Afterwards, the spirit was also quite frustrated to apply for punishment from Roland, who naturally did not hesitate to veto.

The next play plan was implemented very smoothly. After that, Roland did not stop carrying the new Takira witch into the dream, but what he saw and heard in the headquarters that day was always in his heart.

From the top to the bottom of the whole incident, the same is not revealed.

The first is the conclusion about the membrane world.

He had always believed that the dream world would present a modern society full of natural forces in order to integrate the memory of him and the radiance and maintain internal self-consistency. In other words, no matter how many incredible phenomena are there, the rules are determined by self-consistency. These rules are mostly taken from his consciousness, which he understands and is easy to accept.

But what the chief disciple said was more than his knowledge reserve.

The only thing Roland knows is that membrane theory is developed from superstring theory, and that's it. These two theories are extraordinarily mysterious. He has not done any in-depth reading. Unlike quantum mechanics, he has read through one or two popular science books. In the dream world, they should be concealed as invisible content, just like books that have only a cover and are all blank.

However, whether it is the interpretation of 岚 or the derivation formula and proof displayed on the screen of the hall, it seems to be the same. He is the first time to see something he can’t understand in his dreams. This feeling is like a high school student. I dreamed of the culmination of physics, the absurdity and incredible.

This even made him feel that today's dream world has become completely different from the world that originally entered.

It seems as if something is growing wildly where he can't see it.

Another weird thing is the chief disciple himself.

After Garcia reminded, Roland found that the vision, hearing and reaction of the martial arts family were better than ordinary people. If you talk to him on the stage, not only the guards around him, but even the new people in the front row of the hall should be able to I heard one or two. But the fact is that no one at that time turned their eyes to the two of them, clearly not a whisper attached to the ear, but did not attract any attention. At that time, he was not in the heart, but then he remembered that a newcomer who was taken care of by the chief disciple alone might not attract everyone's attention.

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

"After listening to what I said afterwards, it may be helpful to you."

What is the help of the origin of the erosion, the connection between the martial artist and the demon? Even if he wants to join the association and become a person who saves the world, does it know that these are not important at all?

All sorts of strange signs gave Roland a resistance to the dream world. He planned to wait for all the gods and witches to go in and enjoy it once, and then temporarily stop connecting with the dream.

At the crucial moment when the war of divineness is about to come, it is still a little better.

"Your Majesty?" The sound of the nightingale once again passed into his ear. This time it also faintly brought a hot air. "...you seem to be in a daze."

"Cough, I'm really fine," Roland shook his head and threw the distracting thoughts behind him. "It's just a little bit more to consider recently, and the body is a little sleepy."

"But why do I think that your sentence is a bit insincere?" The nightingale sat on the table and set up his feet. "Don't you be in the dream world with the witches..."

"This is impossible!" He suddenly felt dumbfounded. "I just took them to experience the different flavors of food!"

"Well... this sentence is true," the night blinked, revealing a sly smile. "I am also a little worried. I can't go to the world. I can't protect you at all times. If they suddenly get into trouble, they will be in trouble." After all, after a few hundred years of unconsciousness, it’s hard to recover now, and I’m sure I want to focus on all the feelings of the past. It’s more than twenty people. How can you be able to stand up?

"The more you say the more outrageous," Roland gave her a sigh of relief. "Who do you think of all these ideas, can you put this energy into your studies?"

The nightingale covered his mouth. "I just mentioned it."

"If I have your abilities, then it will definitely remind me that you are lying," Roland snorted. "From the very beginning, you have the idea to ask this, right?"

"Well, I admit... but this is not my own idea," the nightingale spit out his tongue and concealed his figure. "I was asked by someone else."

Trusted by people? Roland had not had time to ask who was responsible for it, and the doorknock had already sounded outside the office.

He had to take the time back temporarily, "Come in."

When the door opened, a tall man walked in quickly, then cleanly and close his legs, and raised his hand to Roland. "Hello, the iron axe will report to you!"

From Bishui Port to No Winter City, it is almost four or five days away. It is quite laborious to take the boat all the way. However, on the face of this alien military officer, he can't see a trace of exhaustion, and his eyes still reveal. Full of spirit, and high war.

“Very good,” Roland nodded comfortably. “You should already know that there is no winter city battle plan?”

"Listen to Brian," the iron axe replied. "The first army splits the soldiers into two ways, recovering the gray castle from both directions, and finally crossing the border, pinching the morning glow city. I just don't understand, you Let Brian take over my mission and stay in the clear water port to protect Miss Echo, who is responsible for the Eastern Front?"

It seems that he has not assigned a task. He has already moved his main direction to his shoulder. Roland can't help but smile. "Brian's experience is still lacking. It is not a problem to be defensive, but it is easy to have an accident. The line army is responsible for you."

The iron axe glimpsed, "the offensive on the west line..."

"I am personally in command," Roland said slowly.