Release that Witch

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Your Majesty?" The voice of the diffuse star pulled Roland back from the blasphemy. .

"Oh..." He licked some stinging forehead. "Do these things only happen to astrologers?"

"All observations were done by people with star names, the disciples of the apprentices and the arithmetic school...not knowing." The old bachelor squatted again.

It turned out that Roland thought, it is no wonder that the moment of entering the door, the astrologers outside are a look of the past. If you can think of a heart-breaking gap, you can naturally think of the possibility that the lord will completely eliminate the truth in order to maintain the status quo. After all, in the past, the true purpose of the formation of astrological associations and the rumors of the Stars of the World are secrets that only the royal successors are qualified to know.

It is worthy of being a long-time king, a group of people who are very familiar with the court politics. Roland does not know whether they should be persecuted to be too deep, or appreciate their loyalty even if they know the consequences that may be caused. He shook his head helplessly. "You are doing very well. This conclusion is not to be revealed for the time being. I will continue to work on your work. I am not talking about star watching, but the arithmetic school. Compared to the study of non-existent things, solving the winter city. Some troubles are more important."

After he finished, he stopped staying, turned and opened the door and walked out of the attic, leaving only the old bachelor who had not yet reacted to be in the same place.

"Go back to the castle." Roland shouted.

When he was eager to compare, he even went a little faster when he went back, almost close to the trot.

“Do you think the astrologer is telling the truth?” The nightingale who had been with him couldn’t help but ask for his body shape.

"I don't know... just popping up some ideas," Roland whispered. "It's not a red moon but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist, maybe it's something else..."

"other things?"

"For example, a hole."

Because of the preconceived reason, he has not thought deeply about the Red Moon. The huge body shape is only because it is close to each other. For example, Jupiter can be seen from Io, which can occupy almost two-thirds of the sky. But now I want to come, the ancients called it the moon just because it happens to be round, and the light is not glaring.

If it is really eroding, it can also be square or polygonal.

The tone of the nightingale is full of confusion. "You mean, is our sky cracking?"

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

"How to confirm?"

Roland glanced at her and said, "Dream."

......

Although the weather is still early, it does not prevent him from entering the world of dreams, and this time he did not inform any gods to punish the witch, just let the night owl beside him.

On the day of the world, the time of the meeting is agreed.

Roland was always looking for what God meant in the end, until he was shocked at this moment. Perhaps the other party was not referring to what happened in the dream, but the time in the real world.

If this is the case, 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 outside of it, and can accurately perceive its change. This sounds incredible, but when it is a bachelor of stars The moment when the "Red Moon does not exist" is said, the confusion and suspicion that has always been in my mind is like being worn by an electric light. Whether it is the "war of God" heard in Prism City, or the book of dreams without signature, I am afraid that he is leading him in this direction.

"Uncle, breakfast for breakfast..." Pushing open the bedroom door, Jie Luo was standing in front of the sink, and asked with a toothbrush in a vague way.

"Don't eat, you are ready for your own!" Roland shouted without returning. He put a coat on the sofa on his body, and even the shoes were too late to wear. He stepped on the two carriages and went out.

At this time, people and people came and went in the streets. The fritters and buns were filled with students and office workers. The fried sounds and the sizzling were intertwined, which formed a short and prosperous area.

The only exception is the Rose Cafe.

From the signboard to the facade, it seems to be out of place with the surrounding paving, just like the non-mainstream of the blossoms. When Roland pulled out the key to open the store door, he also captured the look of the opposite owner who looked at the fool.

He took a deep breath, pushed the door inside, and went straight to the 302 room. Why did the whole store have only one private room, and the private room on the first floor was called 302, which was deliberately ignored by him as an insignificant detail.

Since this week, there have been many unexpected incidents in the winter city, so that Roland has no time to take care of the dream world. Now he puts his hand on the doorknob, and he feels a little nervous.

As for the question of how the other party can come in before the store door is opened, it is not within his consideration. Being able to reflect the words in the champagne glass will inevitably have incredible power, let alone sneak in quietly, even if the brush suddenly appears in front of him, there is nothing so surprised.

Roland took a deep breath and turned the doorknob.

The compartment is empty.

In addition to a low table and four chairs, there is no extra decoration in the small "tofu block". You can see every corner when you open the door. There is no hiding place.

He couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief and slowly walked over to the table to sit down.

Is it... guessed wrong?

Also, people are not ghosts, how can they move here instantly, or wait a second.

More doubts can follow.

Can someone who writes a note know about this newly opened cafe for less than a month and come to the door? What if the other party is stupid in the place agreed?

Or the note is nothing but a prank. I think that the demeanor in the real world has nothing to do with the dream. In fact, it can be said.

After all, he did not have any substantial evidence.

Sure enough, this is not so easy to know the answer.

Just as Roland got up and was about to leave the private room, a pleasing wind bell rang.

"Dangdang..."

"Welcome to the light" He subconsciously said that half suddenly caught, the **** of punishment did not enter the dream with him, Jiaxia will not have anything to deal with his coffee shop, now willing to drink high-priced coffee, should be a Nothing will be right! Roland, who had come back to the door, opened the door and looked inside the store, only to see a slightly familiar figure appear at the door of the store.

He has seen each other twice.

Once at the reception of the newcomers in Prism City.

Once in the reflection church in the old holy city of Hermes.

There were only two sides, but Roland remembered the face deeply.

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

He said.