Release that Witch Chapter 1148: Returned Chief Housekeeper

"Hey ... Roland ..." Nightingale's voice draws his thoughts back, "Are you okay?"

"Uh, what happened to me?" Roland cleared his throat.

"Don't look at the drawing, and his face is not so good. Is there any bad news on it?"

"No, maybe it's just I think too much." Roland shook his head and told his guess briefly, "If the world is like this, it would be too desperate."

A problem that is difficult to ignore is that thousands of years are really a short cycle for life.

Where are humans when Radiation Race and Matchstick People beat you to death? Where is Devil?

If War of Divine Will is indefinite, what about the civilization that won God ’s will before?

No matter how bitter the war is, there will always be a winner.

But why are they also missing?

Thinking of this, Roland feels that the road ahead is suddenly and difficult.

"So that's it ..." Nightingale thoughtfully, "But even if you guessed right, I don't think there is a solution."

Roland looked at her unexpectedly, "What can I do?"

"Say it first. I'm not Anna, so I can't say one or two or three. It's just a personal thought. You shouldn't laugh, understand?"

"Guess not to laugh."

Nightingale shoved a piece of dried fish into his mouth. "First of all, it must be admitted that this is not a problem that can be reversed by one or two generations, right? So the most important is to pass on the message until the moment is ripe."

"Yeah ... makes sense," Roland nodded, "What then?"

"Nothing then."

"Ah?" He froze slightly.

"Because it's not relevant to us anymore." Nightingale takes it for granted, "People's life is so limited, it is not easy to fulfill the duties of this life, why bother with the subsequent things. As for those people Whether they can succeed or not is their responsibility. Even if you want to lose your head, it doesn't make sense.

He couldn't help but grin his mouth ... Is this a comfort? But in any case, such a straightforward and clear-cut thinking is indeed the style of the other party.

"Do you want to laugh at my short-sightedness?" Nightingale squinted.

"No," Roland closed his lips immediately, "you think very well."

"It's pretty much the same." She raised her head and said with pride, "And if you are worried that the latecomers are not capable enough to take up this responsibility, you can share it with other ethnic groups."

"Sharing? How to do it?"

"Build ruins and record the" truth "of War of Divine Will. This is also a way to pass messages. Didn't you find the existence of Radiation Race and Matchstick People from the murals of the cursed temple? Build a few more solid underground fortresses around Greycastle, and engraving the paintings on the wall to warn other civilization ethnic groups participating in the war. If the time is long enough, I think there will always be one or two races that can wait until the time is ripe . "

Roland can't help but hold back, these words of Nightingale can not only be said to be short-lived, they can even be called far-reaching. If human beings are completely destroyed in the war that determines their fate, and the continuation is cut off, it is not the same as exiting the stage. Using this method to pass on ideas, as long as a winner jumps out of the frame, the human civilization will also be recorded in history.

Perhaps she didn't even realize the significance of this method.

After a while, Roland shook her head with a smile and poured her a cup of Chaos Drink. "It's pretty good to think of this with your head."

"The first half of the sentence can be omitted." Nightingale said so, but took the cup without hesitation.

Indeed, that is the last and most helpless method. He thought. However, if he could, he hoped that human beings would become the recorders, rather than a recorded symbol.

Called Sean and entrusted him with the stones in the package to Celine. Roland was devoted to the work of the day. In the afternoon, there was a man who had been waiting for him in the castle.

Sleeping Island housekeeper Camila Daryl.

Strangely, she didn't go with Tilly, showed no signs of care, and still kept the appearance of a dusty servant.

This shows that it is very likely that the other party will come straight to the castle as soon as the ship arrives, not even Sleeping Spell.

Roland has a bad feeling in his heart.

"You just arrived at Neverwinter City?" He personally made a cup of tea for Camila, "Tough work, is the adventure over Thunder smooth?"

The latter drank all the tea, and was almost swallowed by the water, "Huck ... cough cough, something happened to the Hidden Shadow archipelago, Joan she, she ... disappeared!"

"Disappeared?" Roland sank in his heart, could not help but glanced at Nightingale, "What happened, you slowly tell me."

"... This is probably the process," Camila took half an hour to talk about the full field change. "We waited for two days outside the waters, but we could n’t wait for Joan to return. Thunder said that only you can know , What exactly did Joan encounter under the water. The distorted scene, the floating island ... Is it really something that can exist in reality? "

It happens!

Roland can't help rubbing his forehead. The deeper he understands the world, the more he can feel its weirdness. Before that, he felt that the dream was full of inconsistencies. Nowadays, reality is not much better.

The stretched stone pillar and marine fish are not described as external forces. The obvious evidence is that before Joan was pulled into the deep sea, Camila saw her fingers suddenly increase. If it is pulled out stiffly, the Chief Housekeeper in the in heart spiritual resonance state will definitely feel the unbearable pain.

But in fact, neither Joan nor Camila noticed any physical discomfort.

The only thing he can think of is space distortion.

Although it sounds bizarre and there is no evidence, he knows he has to say something. The reason why Camila didn't go to Tilly first, and didn't wait for the fatigue recovery to report again, obviously can't wait to know Joan's safety. From her bloodshot eyes, maybe she didn't sleep well along the way, which can make Camila so anxious. In addition to worrying, I am afraid there is no small blame.

In other words, even Hu Yan has to make something up.

Fortunately, there is an example of "Sea Line" perpendicular to the sea surface. Even if he pulls it, he will not be too exaggerated.

Roland rubbed his forehead and pondered for a long time before he said, "I think the decision of Thunder is correct."

Camila raised his head immediately, "Do you also think that Joan is still alive?"

"Yeah, and she may have gone east of Sea Line."

"In the blink of an eye, thousands of miles apart, is this ... really possible?"

"I just speculate. The first thing I can be sure of is that the water surface of the entire Hidden Shadow sea area has indeed fallen, isn't it? This change can even affect the ebb and flow of the fjord islands, and its water volume must be amazing. So Where did the descending seawater go? "Roland picked up the quill pen and drew a circle on the paper," I guess it is on the east side of Sea Line. "

Camila thought for a while, "Thunder seems to have said that the seawater of Sea Line nearby is indeed flowing to the west."

"Because if you don't add it, as long as two or three low tides come, the vortex sea will dry up." Roland then draws the second circle, the two circles are almost one palm apart. "The problem is, if you If you move it to another place and pour it out, then the seawater should be bursting. But the fact is that the current is constantly moving. To achieve this, you must go through two circles in an instant. So ... the fastest path is Which one? "

Camila stretched takes action indefinitely, and made a mark between the two laps, "Go straight?"

"Theoretically," Roland added a straight line to the two circles, "but there is another possibility." Then he folded the paper and brought the two circles together. "In this way, it is Arrived in an instant. "

Camila took a breath, "How is this possible?"

“It ’s really beyond common sense, but if it ’s caused by magic power, it ca n’t be judged by common sense. For example, Nightingale can also achieve short-range instantaneous movement, and it can also pass through obstacles that ordinary people ca n’t pass. Not much. "

"..." Chief Housekeeper fell silent for a moment.

"Also, although this is only a hypothesis, one of the phenomena you mentioned is very intriguing." Roland inserted the pen tip into the circle, "For example, this pen reached the back circle from the front circle in the blink of an eye, but it In fact, the journey was still completed in a straight line. In other words, from the outside world, the fish ran for thousands of miles in less than a short period of time. What kind of scene do you see?

Camila murmured, "Shrink ... small?"

"Yes, the near and far visual rules still work, so I think it ’s not that the fish is stretched, but that its body is thousands of miles away from you, naturally it looks thin and thin. Grow. "

"Hoo ..." She exhaled for a long time, and finally relaxed her expression. "If the sea is out there, Joan should be able to survive."

Roland nodded.

"Thank you ..." Camila seemed to want to say something more, and suddenly her body crooked and fell to the ground obliquely.

Nightingale helped her in time.

"She should just be tired."

"You send her to witch building to rest, I will send someone to notify Tilly."

"Understand." Nightingale sandwiched Camila and drew himself into the mist.