You and me under the world tree

Although his eyes were closed, Hodder could still see his bewilderment from the child's expression.

Although he was injured and seemed to have endured considerable pain, the child Ross showed confusion at the moment.

As for the reason...

"I actually can't tell what is reality anymore." He said, "Sometimes when you close your eyes, you can see things that you can't understand. When you see some people, you can see the death of those people."

Obviously only a child of seven or eight years old, but Rose sighed.

But behind these seemingly old-fashioned words are a bad situation that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

"You can ignore these things now."

"A lot of people around me died."

"Go to sleep at ease."

Hodder clearly has a lot to ask about Rose.

But right now, the kid's health is clearly more important than those things.

So Hodder gave up those things easily.

As for the ones he wants to pursue, maybe there is no need to use the 'inquiry' method.

"Your Excellency, the medicine is here."

"The problem now is more serious than before. Find an empty room and help him change the bed."

Then, out of breath, Lovehead only saw the blood-stained blanket fall down.

"Ah this..."

"Wash it clean or throw it away, leave the child to me."

Then, Lovehead left with bloody clothes and bed sheets.

It's better for her to do these things herself.

Because in a certain situation, the influence of certain things should be suppressed as little as possible.

As for Lunchhead, he took the medicine and followed the sage.

"I have used magic to forcibly heal most of the large wounds on my body, but I can't use more healing magic, which is also a lot of consumption for me."

After placing Rose, who was half asleep and half awake, on the bed in an empty wing room, Hodder said.

He took the medicine bottle in Lenchhead's hand, and then stared at the medicine mixed with herbs.

"Do you take it internally or apply it externally?"

"It's all right, because the train reserves are limited, so what's stored is this 'panacea medicine'."

"Oh, that's alright."

Then, just as Hodder said that, the wound appeared on Rose again.

"Well……"

And the child seemed to have responded, and frowned unconsciously.

"do not think too much."

The sage spoke.

"All you have to do now is to rest well."

"In front of my eyes, there is only chaos and darkness, am I still alive?"

"Alive."

"Ah."

Then Rose fell silent again.

On the one hand, it is because of the wounds that are constantly blooming on the body, and on the other hand, it is the mental load brought about by the healing magic.

In addition, there is the consumption of the body.

After all, Midgard's 'healing' is just to speed up the process of wound healing.

It is still the body that is consumed.

Generally speaking, it will be supplemented by eating and drinking.

But now, they can only rely on potions made from herbs.

"Can I drink something?"

"can……"

He responded weakly.

Then Hodder fed the child Ross a few sips.

"The rest is up to you, Renchhead."

"Eh?"

"If there is a wound on his body, then wipe his wound, and don't use magic to treat it unless it is absolutely necessary."

"how about you?"

"I have to sort out the memories in my mind for this child and appease his spirit."

Then, he stared at Rose's immature but inexplicably vicissitudes of face again.

"Start now, don't resist, I'm helping you."

"up to you."

Until the end, Ross didn't say anything that represented trust.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Because under the influence of magic, Hodder's own consciousness also slowly sank.

In the end, he entered a land of chaos.

spiritual world...

However, that kind of confusion made Hodder subconsciously frowned.

"This place is really... more chaotic than I imagined."

Chapter 93: The Past in Memory

Humans and other intelligent creatures will construct a 'world' of their own in their own brains.

It is roughly formed by one's imagination, but its content is dominated by memory.

Generally speaking, the concrete 'world' in the depths of the spirit will present the deepest desires of the parties involved.

So far, Hodder has used magic to explore the brains of countless people, and he has invaded the minds of many people to obtain the information he wants.

Some people fashion the spiritual world as their homeland.

For example, Dietrich, the memory deep in her mind is the palace where she lived since she was a child.

But at that time, the situation was not ideal, and the palace that symbolized childhood memories was burning.

And some people will rely on their own imagination to shape the beautiful environment in their imagination.

It is better to say that people who have been running around in big cities all year round will involuntarily construct a quiet and beautiful grassland.

Nothing to do with reality, this is just an imagination.

To put it bluntly, what it reflects is the appeal and sense of security.

Even a child will put things that make him feel safe in his brain, and even 'create' his own guardian.

Generally speaking, children's innermost secrets are protected by their 'parents'.

Because for children, parents are their protectors.

In short, no matter what, a normal person should have a relatively complete 'world' deep in his heart.

At least there should be a frame as well.

But when Hodder tried to magically invade Rose's brain and visualize all his thoughts, all he saw was chaos.

This place looks like a desert, but it also looks like a pile of floating rocks.

In short, there is nothing here.

And riddled with holes.

Those holes are open like festering sores, unable to heal.

However, in the depths of the sores were scene after scene that even Huo De himself had never seen before.

"I actually can't tell what is reality anymore."

At this moment, the child's voice still seemed to be echoing in Hodder's ears.

He is lazy and calm.

But behind the seemingly idleness is a deep sense of despair.

Prophecy.

This power, considered a gift by most wizards, is now a source of tragedy.

But having said that, for wizards, their so-called prophecy also needs to rely on magic.

Like King Griple of Iceland.

But Gripal's prophecy offers only a glimpse into the picture.

And those pictures may not be reality yet, but just some hints given by the 'future', very abstract.

But what Rose has is a natural ability to predict.

It was as natural to accompany him as the divine power possessed by the gods and giants.

He can see pictures from all over the world without leaving home.

To be precise, the so-called "predicting the future" is just a part of this ability.

Because he can not only see the future, but also the 'past'.

The Gurnita Hyde thing is the perfect example.

If such power is placed on giants and gods, they can naturally be called 'excellent', and even be protected by that one-eyed old man as a treasure.

Maybe he will develop that disgusting personality like that idiot Badr.

Thinking of this, Hodder's mood couldn't help but become subtle.

But soon, he threw out those messy thoughts in his heart.

He re-watched this desolate, broken spiritual world.

"For humans, this stuff really sucks."

Perhaps, an adult can distinguish between 'reality' and 'forecast' after gaining this power.

But Ross is just a kid.

He was already in this state at an age when he still needed to learn and shape his perception.

Appearing lethargic, that's because he doesn't know what he should do at all.

And after sorting out the chaotic memory in Rose's mind, Hodder also saw something deeper.

"What's the matter with this child? Why does he keep getting hurt?"

"How are you parents?"

"This is really a disaster! You shouldn't have given birth to him in the first place!"

"He actually cursed me to death?"

"He was really cursed to death!"

Such words lingered in Hodder's ears, and he just stared at the scene in front of him.