Release that Witch Chapter 1222: The covenant of divine will

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty ... Your Majesty?" Scattered Star's voice pulled Roland back from the **** of gods. .

"Uh ..." He rubbed his stinging forehead, "Does this matter only astrologer know?"

"All observations were made by people with star names. The apprentices and the disciples of Arithmetic Institute ... didn't know." The old Scholar knelt down again.

So that's it, Roland thought, no wonder that at the moment when he entered the door, the astrologer outside was a look of last words. If you can think of the gap in your heart, you can also think of the possibility that the feudal lord will accidentally know all the people in order to maintain the status quo. After all, in the past, rumors about the true purpose of Astrology Association formation and World Extermination Star were secrets that only the heirs of the royal family were entitled to know.

It is indeed a group of people who have lived in Kingdom Capital for a long time and are very familiar with the politics of the court. Roland did not know whether they should blame them for being persecuted too much. They still appreciate their loyalty even if they know the possible consequences. He shook his head helplessly, "You are doing very well. Do not disclose this conclusion for the time being, and keep busy with your work. I am not talking about stargazing, but Arithmetic Institute. Compared to the study of non-existent things, solve the existing troubles of Neverwinter City More important. "

After speaking, he no longer stays, turns around and opens the door and walks out of the attic, leaving only the old Scholar who has not yet responded to stay in place.

"Back to the castle," Roland said in a deep voice.

Compared to his eagerness, he went back even faster by a few points, almost close to a trot.

"Do you think astrologer is true?" Nightingale, who was always with him, could not help showing his appearance.

"I don't know ... it just popped up," Roland whispered, "It's not Red Moon but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist, maybe it's something else ..."

"Other ... something?"

"Let's say a hole."

Because of his preconceivedness, he has never thought deeply about Red Moon, and the huge size is only because of the closeness. For example, Jupiter is viewed from Io, which can occupy almost two thirds of the sky. But now think of it, the ancients called it the moon just because it happened to be round, and the light was not dazzling.

If it is erosion, it can be square or polygon.

Nightingale's tone is full of confusion, "You mean, our sky is cracking?"

"It may be worse than that, but I have to confirm it first."

"How do I confirm?"

Roland glanced at her, "Dream."

...

Although it is still early, it does not prevent him from entering the dream world, and this time he did not notify any God Punishment Witches, but only let Nightingale stay beside him.

The day when the will of God is revealed, when the meeting is scheduled.

Roland was always looking for what the divine meaning was referring to. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that perhaps the other person was not referring to what happened in the dream, but time in the real world.

If this is true, it means that the person who left the note not only knows the essence of the dream, but even knows that there is a real world beyond it, and can accurately sense its changes. This sounds incredible, but when The moment Scattered Star Scholar said "Red Moon does not exist", the confusion and suspicion that had always lingered in his mind was like being worn together by an electric light moment. Whether it is the "War of Divine Will" heard in Prism City, or the book of dreams without signatures, I am afraid it is leading him in this direction.

"Uncle, what's for breakfast ..." Pushing open the bedroom door, Zero was standing in front of the sink and asked indistinctly with a toothbrush.

"No more, you are ready for your then it will be alright!" Roland shouted without looking back. He draped a coat from the sofa on his body, and had no time to wear even his shoes. He stepped out on the two pallets.

At this time, people are coming and going in the streets and lanes. The fried dough sticks and buns shop are surrounded by students and office workers. The frying sound of frying and sips are intertwined, forming the hustle and bustle of Tongzi District .

The only exception is Rose Cafe.

It looks inconsistent with the surrounding paving from the signboard to the facade, as if it is non-mainstream. When Roland took out the key and opened the store door, he also caught the same stupid look from the stall owner opposite.

He took a deep breath, pushed in the door, went straight to the No. 302 private room. As for why there is only one private room in the whole shop, and the first room is called 302, he ignored the past as an insignificant detail.

Because of the Neverwinter City emergences this week, Roland has no time to take care of the dream world. Now he puts his hand on the doorknob, and he feels a little nervousness.

As for how the other party can get come in before the store door is opened, it is not in his consideration at all. To be able to reflect the words in the champagne glass, it must have incredible power, let alone sneak in silently, even if it suddenly appeared in front of him, there was nothing to be surprised about.

Roland takes a deep breath and turns the doorknob.

The compartments are empty.

Except for a low table and four chairs in the small "Tofu Block", there is no extra decoration. You can see every corner immediately when you open the door, and there is no hiding place.

He couldn't help feeling a stun, and walked slowly to the table and sat down.

Did you guess wrong?

Also, people are not ghosts, how can they move here in an instant, or wait for a while.

But more doubts follow.

The person who wrote the note, can you really know that this new cafe opened in less than a month and come to your door? What if the other party is waiting stupidly at the agreed place?

Or the note is just a prank. It is true that the advent of God in the real world has nothing to do with dreams.

After all, he doesn't have any substantial evidence.

Sure enough, it won't be so easy to know the answer.

Just as Roland got up to leave the room, a pleasant wind bell rang.

"Ding Dangdang ..."

"Welcome light" he said subconsciously that he was suddenly half-stopped, God Punishment Witches didn't enter into a dream with him, Garcia would not care if he was okay, so he would take care of his coffee shop, now he is willing to come and drink sky-high coffee. No one will be right! After returning to Roland, he opened the door and looked into the shop, and saw a slightly familiar figure appearing at the shop door.

He has seen each other twice.

A newcomer reception at Prism City.

Once in Hermes Old Holy City's Reflection Church.

Just having only two sides, it made Roland deeply remember that face.

"I didn't expect you to open a Rose cafe yourself, or in such a corner. I almost thought you didn't find that note at all."

Lan said.