Release that Witch

When he opened his eyes, Roland felt the weight of the arm.

Gently leaning over her head, Anna's calm and serene sleep reflected in his field of vision, her sideways, her head in his arms, his mouth slightly tilted, as if he was doing a sweet dream.

Fortunately... he can still get out of the dream world in this way.

Roland carefully pulled out his arm, rolled over and climbed up. After covering the quilt for Anna, he left the room lightly.

Stepping down the stairs, the soldiers stationed at the entrance to the corridor hurriedly stood up and saluted him.

He waved his hand and gestured to step by step to the lobby on the first floor.

Then Roland saw Felice.

The latter stood in the middle of the hall, and the look on her face was a little lost. She lowered her head and repeatedly looked at her clenched hands, as if she was still reminiscent of the moment when the body weight was touched.

It seems that the answer is the former.

The dream world is still under the control of his consciousness.

When he wakes up, the world will stand still, and the outsiders who enter it will be forced to expel.

"Your Majesty, I..." When I saw Roland, she licked her mouth and tried to squeeze out a smile. "My dream woke up."

It can be seen that for a moment, the gods who prayed that the witch would rather be trapped in the dream forever took the upper hand. Because there was no choice, in order to continue to fight the devil, she had to transform into a non-dead, at the price. As time goes by, the temptation to face a new world is not surprising.

But in the end, she still suppressed this sentiment, perhaps for the compatriots of Takira, perhaps with the obsession with the devil, or both, but no matter what, this powerful self-discipline Let Roland sigh.

"It's not necessarily right now," he smiled. "The test is half done. You have to confirm the second half to know if this is an accident, or what must happen after the light column overlaps... We will continue here. Let's go."

Felice glimpsed, "Don't you go back to the bedroom?"

"Saved to wake Anna," Roland shook his head. "There is heating in the castle anyway, and sleeping in the living room." He hired a guard to tell a few words. The latter widened his eyes in surprise, but still faithfully Execute his order.

After half an hour's clock, a layer of cushions and bedding was laid on the long table in the living room.

In this way, a group of completely incomprehensible soldiers will keep the living room strictly, leaving only Roland, and Felice will stay with everyone in the hall, waiting for the appearance of the light column.

I have to say that it is really difficult to fall asleep for the second time, especially when the answer to the puzzle is revealed.

Roland turned to the opposite side for a long time, until the sky was slightly white, only to fall asleep.

The new world has resumed its operation.

To his surprise, this time in the dream was not forced to move to the next morning, the night is still a colorful neon night scene, the ladder is still on the bed, and the eyes of Felice are recovering a little bit Then, as if he was sober from the gloom, he looked down at Roland with disbelief.

"Your Majesty, this... is this true? I am not dreaming?"

He couldn't help but tilt his mouth.

The answer is self-evident.

What is a dream and what is true is probably no longer important for the punishment of witches.

What is important is that after she has suffered hundreds of years of suffering and responsibility, she finally ushered in compensation.

......

This time, the two stayed in the dream world for a short time.

Luo Lan thought she couldn't wait to go out and go around, but she didn't expect the other thing to do the first thing. She leaned down on one knee and begged him to allow himself to tell the other companions. The Taqila remains will always remember. His kindness and every effort to work for him.

In the face of this pleading, Roland rarely responded immediately.

It’s not about the Tsinghua witch, but he doesn’t know how to feed so many people. What’s more, just a Felice can make Jielu’s suspicion, he’s always impossible to put it out. The hundreds of witches are said to be relatives of distant houses.

As the second creator of the dream world, Roland is never willing to involve the little girl in these things. If she perceives what is wrong with the world, what kind of change will happen is hard to predict. In the principle of just in case, the Takla witch must not stay at home.

Then he needs a place where many witches can live, such as a whole apartment class, plus daily expenses such as eating and drinking. This cost is obviously not a small amount.

After thinking about it, Roland finally decided to let the witches solve the problem themselves.

The momentary silence probably caused Felice to misunderstand what he meant. She bit her lip and put the other leg together, kneeling down and pleading again. This gesture has surpassed the boundaries of the Takrawa witches' rituals, and only when ordinary people meet with the Federation's superiors will this gift be given. Roland tried to pull her up, but she insisted on it, just asking him not to reject those companions out of the new world.

At this time, he noticed the misunderstanding of the other party. After he laughed and laughed at his intentions, Felice had a sigh of relief.

In fact, for Roland, accepting the victims of Taqila is not an issue that is difficult to choose, as she thinks.

In the dream world, they are not a group of frivolous gods, but witches with all kinds of magical powers, and they are not restricted by the stone of punishment.

With such a group of people as helpers, the means and efficiency of exploring the world of dreams can be doubled. It is a help for memorizing and transcribing knowledge, which will benefit him a lot. In the long run, they may be able to learn all kinds of knowledge and use modern equipment to study the essence of magic. Of course, the most important thing is that even after the end of the war of gods, the Takira witch can find a place to settle in the new world.

After leaving the dream, Felice couldn't wait for the day to fully light up, and hurried to Roland, excitedly rushing toward the second side of the city.

The latter yawned back to the bedroom.

Drilling into the hot bed, re-incorporating Anna into her arms, the girl opened her eyes at this time, muttered vaguely, "Will you wake up so early today?"

"Well, go around the world of dreams," he kissed the other's forehead. "Then I encountered some unexpected things, and then I couldn't sleep."

"Oh?" The girl's snort is like a soft feather, gently sliding between his neck. "Is it a good dream?"

"Of course," Roland changed a comfortable posture and let her rest in her arms. "It will be a good dream for everyone."