Release that Witch Chapter 1146: Name of Rose

Roland only felt an indescribable coldness covering the whole body. Sure enough, he was caught by -- in this supposedly illusory dream.

He raised head, quickly swept around people -- from near and far

Who, who?

The waiter? entrepreneur? awakened?

The banquet hall is still very lively. People are enjoying this social evening. The only thing that is abnormal is that he is the only one.

Roland took a deep breath, let the throbbing heartbeat calm down slowly.

Agreement ... impossible means something else. The sender of the message should be the same person who left the note in the book.

"Rose Cafe, No. 302."

No doubt, someone wants to see him.

This method has exceeded the scope of Power of Nature. -- Martial Daoist is not witch and does not have a variety of abilities. The awakened person has stronger strength, speed, and five physical senses. Training to a certain degree can also cause cyclone manifestation. Spell-like effects, but in general are biased towards combat.

Besides, he didn't feel any Power of Nature fluctuations around him at all.

In other words, the trick of making characters visible is likely to come from a more advanced force.

The dream world is constantly evolving to unknown territory, and it may be related to this.

"It's really ... being stared at by npc," Roland whispered to himself. As a world where time will completely stagnate once he wakes up, it is hard to relate to reality. Except for the foreign witch and the defeated devoured by Zero, he subconsciously believes that the rest should be fictional. No matter how realistic it is, it lacks the key "self". But now, the "fictionalist" notices his difference and sends a message to him.

When did it start?

Is he borrowing an internal book from the Garcia, or when he finds that the character more than 800 years ago is exactly the same as Lan in the dream world in the reflection church?

Or earlier than that, like ... the moment Zero pulled him into Soul Battlefield?

Can't think of an answer.

It doesn't make sense to know it.

The most important lies in what the other party wants to say.

"Brother Roland?" Tongen's voice interrupted his thoughts, "What happened?"

"No ... nothing," Roland turned back, shook his head with a smile, "I'll be here."

After confirming that there is no abnormality in wine cup, he placed it on the nearest table and walked towards witches.

"This one tastes so smooth and tender! You just have to wait and try it ..."

St. Milan handed over a bunch of freshly grilled foie gras skewers, with a seductive oily aroma.

Roland looked in her direction and couldn't help covering her face. I saw three witch split up in front of the three meals that needed to be prepared, and put the food just cooked by the chef into the hands without leaving any money. There was a big "I have taken over this place" posture.

The men around are okay. No one is going to grab the food from the little girl, and the lady is quite complaining.

With excellent listening, he heard some intermittent whispers coming from the surrounding --

"Who brought this person?" "It looks so cute. Why is it like never eating a good thing." "Look at their clothes and shoes. They won't sneak in come in, right?" Feeling hungry for hundreds of years. "... and so on.

After hearing these complaints, Roland swallowed them back if they wanted to converge a bit, and turned their heads and stared at the group of argumenters behind them.

Sorry, they haven't tasted the food for hundreds of years.

"Don't forget to bring some to the family."

"Oh!"

Biting the witch and handing him the foie gras skewers, Roland reconnected with the previous idea.

Since the other party has such ability, why not talk to him in person? Have to be arranged so awkwardly, like a riddle?

Are you afraid of scaring him, or lack some opportunities?

Forget about the former. If there is no sign in the wine, the heart is not so good, I'm afraid to go straight.

As for the latter ... he couldn't help remembering the contents of the note in his mind.

"On the day of God's will, at the time of the meeting ...?" Roland meditated several times in his heart, suddenly he couldn't help but take a breath, "Is it possible --"

The other person refers to the day when Red Moon comes in the real world?

The emergence of Red Moon also means the beginning of War of Divine Will.

Only then can the "messenger" talk to him?

But ... how do people in the dream world know about things in another world? You know, as long as he doesn't dream, this place will always be frozen and still!

And the most speechless is that even if the opportunity is as he guessed, the location is still a mystery.

The ghost knows exactly where the Rose cafe is in the city.

Can't you choose the agreed place in apartment building or a well-known landmark?

While Roland secretly slandered, two middle-aged men who looked like bosses walked past him.

"I heard that your golf course is about to start?"

"The approval just passed a while ago cost me a lot of money. Why, Gao is interested?"

"Fortunately, I don't usually exercise very much. I'm more interested in the master you are looking for. Listening to others, it took you more than 3 million to find him by name?"

"No way, please be auspicious. For our business, I just want to be smooth, and I can make more money after spending money. It is said that the name he set, the effect is very good."

"What was your last name?"

"Rhineland Green, just happens to be a reference to the green space project of Clover Group across the river."

"Hahaha ... that's pretty coincident."

Roland could not help but hesitate for a moment. After that, the two said something. He didn't listen to him at all.

You can choose your own name ...

He keeps witch secretly searching for Rose cafe, but he ignores this point. -- If you open a cafe yourself, it's called Rose?

If the other person sincerely wants to connect with him, you should not choose a place that you have never heard of.

Conversely, since the other party can directly display the text in the wine cup in his hand, it should not be difficult to know that he opened a cafe.

The second floor of the warehouse has been rented by him. As long as he rents two stores next door, there will be enough space to set up the museum.

Even further, in addition to the bar, tables and chairs and other necessary facilities, he can set up a private room, the door nameplate is set to 302!

With Taqila witch, it can be said that both the waiter and the customer have --. Who stipulates that the store cannot be sold or sold by itself?

Calculating the funds at hand, Roland quickly made a decision.

...

After waiting for Roland to leave the banquet hall, Fei Yuhan walked to the back table and picked up the glass of champagne.

She saw with her own eyes that the association ’s new "hunter" threw wine cup out of shock, but caught it back at the last moment, as if it was not champagne in the hand, but a piece of charcoal Like. For a moment, she even caught a panic on the other side's face.

What makes a hunter panic?

She can't imagine.

For those who are on the verge of life and death, even death is not the case.

Not to mention an ordinary glass of wine?

But Fei Yuhan knows that it is not his own illusion.

You can see obvious cracks on the cup feet, which is a symbol of exertion and loss of control. Generally speaking, only the newcomers who have just awakened Power of Nature can have such flaws.

It can be inferred that what he sees is absolutely unusual.

Fei Yuhan raised wine cup and sniffed around the mouth of the glass. No residual smell was found. -- Roland has not drunk this glass of champagne, which also means that what surprised him had nothing to do with wine.

She drank the wine slowly, confirming this judgment.

It's just ordinary drinks.

Compared to the almost childish dialogues such as "The King of Two Worlds" and "My Minister" with Roland and the three girls, she cares more about the other party's unexpected response. -- only carelessly The manners that emerged from time to time did not lie.

What must have happened at the time.

Lowering the cup, Fei Yuhan looked at the direction of the hall exit, and raised a strong curiosity in his heart.