Release that Witch

"Come on, two bowls of braised beef powder!" The boss put the noodles to the table in a red light, and wiped the table with a towel. Obviously, the arrival of the martial artist made him very proud. After all, Garcia was the package. Star character.

"Thank you, add an omelette," Roland pulled out two pairs of chopsticks. "One person."

"Well!"

"If I were you, I wouldn't ask women to have breakfast here," Garcia rolled her eyes. "No wonder you are still single now."

This is oh! If it is not the responsibility of the stalk, those gods who have punished the witch have long given him -

"Hey, Jielu, the guy is going to school, I have to send the breakfast back, if it’s too far..."

"I know, the following is not an example," Garcia interrupted his words, skillfully opened a disposable chopsticks, stir the shallots and beef on the powder, and soon a bowl of noodles became a seductive sauce red. The first mouth is slightly cool, not chewing slowly, but directly in the entrance, like a continuous ribbon, only a thin creak.

Just hearing this sound, Roland felt that his appetite was wide open.

"What," he said, "Isn't this a very authentic way to eat? I thought you were not used to street food."

"That's your illusion," Garcia shrugged. "I have been here for almost ten years. Which store I haven't eaten? Just a clean and spacious shop is the courtesy of the guests, and I don't. I like to always be stared at."

Roland found that it was true, not only the other customers on the stall, but even the people who passed by would look curiously in this direction - after all, Garcia's silver-gray hair and well-proportioned figure were a bit eye-catching.

"This... it is my negligence."

"So hurry up and say good things," Garcia blinked. "What are you looking for in such an eagerness? The martial arts associations will not help you to do illegal things."

This guy... eyes are so alert? I came back from the headquarters yesterday and can do anything illegal. Besides, is there something more illegal than a hunting certificate?

Roland hesitated the little meeting. "I want to see your master. Can you help me with the time?"

"Hey?" The other party did not respond.

"Your master... Ms. Yu." He made up a casual reason. "I was very embarrassed about the last time I missed the appointment and wanted to apologize to her."

Garcia looked at him for a long time without knowing him. He finally waved his hand. "Oh? Now how important it is to get a referral from my master? But save it, she won't see you again."

“Maybe Ms. Yu hates me as much as you think?”

"Do you still want to say that she has confessed a lot to you at the newcomers' meeting," Garcia said, "Don't think about it, the chances of missing will not come back, the master will never be against one." People in the moment will take care of them, let alone meet."

"Try it first," Roland insisted.

"You..." Garcia seemed to notice something, "I don't really want to apologize to her, right?"

"It would be better if you could ask some martial arts training methods," he pretended to be a serious face.

The former took a slap in the mouth, mostly trying to let him completely give up this unrealistic thought, and she finally took out the phone.

"Right, your master's number is..."

"It’s no use telling you, it’s not the association’s data card. It’s impossible to get to the headquarters.” Garcia made a quiet gesture. “Hey, hello, it’s me...”

The call only lasted for less than three minutes and she hung up.

"I know this is the result."

"how about it?"

"Of course it is a rejection! I even blamed me for a meal," Garcia did not have a good air. "Your image has completely gone bankrupt in her mind. When you mentioned it, her voice was at least one octave lower. ”

How could this be? Roland couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. According to the attitude of the newcomers' meeting, he obviously did not care about his loss of appointment. Instead, he still had a slight value. He thought that the secret language of the other party was the use of the power of nature to the depths. It was not surprising that Jia Xia was unclear, but now it seems that he really couldn’t hear it?

At first he didn't insist on knowing the answer to the puzzle. He even hesitated to enter the dream world. Now he is frustrated. He is not willing to give up.

"Well," Roland drank the soup. "When can we go to the headquarters again?"

"When you solve the erosion incident alone and become the official martial artist - now you are just a newcomer just getting started."

This condition is surprisingly simple, Roland thought. However, he is not on the surface. "I will look forward to that day. Right, do you remember when we arrived at the bottom of the ground, what was the opening remarks of Ms. Yu?"

"what happened?"

"What does it mean that she said that the battle of God is not far from us?"

"This is why..." Garcia had some helplessness. "My master appreciates a book written half a century ago. It is called "The Reason for Being" and I also recommended it. The emergence and evolution of civilization in the book. I made some conjectures and called it the choice of the gods. Of course, this **** is not a personification role, but a rule, or the purpose of the continuation of everything. But these things are too far away, nothing to us. Relationships, plus books are only circulated in the martial arts associations, so almost no one knows."

When I heard this, Roland got a heart. There is no doubt that this is another book he has not seen - which means it comes from the self-creation of the dream world.

"Can you show me?"

"The book is at the headquarters, and I will go to the library to borrow when I am in the next month." Garcia looked at him strangely. "If I remember this."

Seeing the other side's suspicion, Roland quickly smashed the noodles and excused the first to leave the store.

He waited until the end of the dream world at the end of the next day.

If you don't touch the martial arts association, it seems that everything is normal in your dreams, but as long as you get along with them, you will end up with nothing.

Although the search was not very smooth, it was not nothing. What's more, the long-awaited goddess of witches once again gained the experience of recovery of consciousness, and seeing their delightful appearance, this trip is not in vain.

Roland is planning to open the dream world several times during the rest of the time, speeding up the speed of his time, and lightning flies into his camp with a swallowtail eagle.

"Your Majesty, there is your urgent letter," the little girl muttered. "It was sent from No Winter City."

Directly to the West? This journey is not too close. Is there any change in the winter city?

In order to save the messenger resources, less urgent news is sent to the old king capital through ships, and then transferred by Tassa and others, such as government reports. The swallow-tailed eagle is the largest and most expensive type of animal messenger. The advantage is that it is at the top of the food chain and has high safety. The disadvantage is that it will take up a considerable part of the control share of the witch. Driving such a raptor is almost equivalent to three gray hawks, which is quite laborious for honey.

Roland touched the languid animal messenger and untied the seal ring from its foot. At the moment of spreading the letter, he could not help but stay in place.

Did the devil's army appear in the wilderness in advance?