“Hello . . Roland . . .” the Nightinge’s voice pulled his thoughts back, “Are you all right?”

“Oh, what happened to me?”Roland cleared his throat.

“Looking at the blanks, the look isn’t very good-looking—is there any bad news on it?”

"No, maybe it's just me thinking more."Roland shook his head and briefly recounted his guess, "If the world is like this, it's too desperate."

One problem that is hard to ignore is that thousands of years is a very short period of life.

Where are the radiators and the matchmaker who beat you to death and live?Where is the devil again?

If the battle of God’s will is endless, then what about the civilization that won God’s will before?

No matter how terrible the war is, a winner will be born.

Why are they equally unknown?

At the thought of this, Roland felt that the road ahead was a lot more difficult.

"So," said the Nightinge thoughtfully, "but even if you guess all right, I don't think there's a solution."

Roland looked at her unexpectedly, “What’s the way?”

"Well, I'm not Anna, so I can't say one or two, just a personal idea, you can't laugh, you understand."

"I promise not to laugh."

The nightingeer stuffed a piece of fish into his mouth, "First of all, you have to admit that this is not a problem that can be reversed by one or two generations, right?So the most important thing is to get the message through until the moment is ripe.”

“Well... it makes sense,” Roland nodded, “and then what?”

“No then.”

“Oh?”He is a little bit.

"Because it has nothing to do with us anymore."The Nightingale naturally said, "People's life is so limited, it is not easy to complete the duties of this life, why do you have to worry about the things after."As for how those people do it, whether they can succeed, it is their responsibility, and even if you think about it, it doesn't make sense."

He couldn’t help but open his mouth... was that comfort?But no matter what, such a simple and straightforward and clear idea is indeed the style of the other party.

“Do you want to laugh at my short-sightedness?”The nightinge eyes.

"No," Roland closed his mouth at once, "you think very thoroughly."

“It’s pretty much the same.”She held her head up and said with a slight sense of complacency, "and if you are worried that the latecomers are not capable of taking on this responsibility, you can also spread it to other ethnic groups."

“The sharing?How to do it?”

“Build the ruins and record the ‘truth’ of God’s will—this is also a way to deliver the message.”Aren’t you the presence of radiologists and matchmakers in the frescoes of the temple of the Cursed Temple?The construction of several fortified underground forts throughout the Grottoes, depicting them on the walls to warn other warring civilizations, if the time has come long enough, I think there will always be a moment when one or two races can wait until the time is ripe.”

Roland could not help but shudder, and the Nightingale's words could not only be said to be short, but even extremely far-reaching.If mankind is completely destroyed in the war to determine destiny and cut off its continuation, it does not mean that it will withdraw from the stage.Using this method to pass on ideas, as long as there are winners out of the framework, it will inevitably record human civilization in history.

Perhaps she herself is not aware of the meaning of this method.

After a while, Roland smiled and shook his head, and poured her a cup of a chaotic drink, "It's good to think of this with your head."

“The first half of the sentence may be omitted.”The Nightinging said so, but did not hesitate to take the cup.

Indeed, it is the last and most helpless means.He thought.But if he could, he would prefer humanity to be a recorder rather than a recorded symbol.

After calling Sean and handing over the stone in the package to Celine, Roland put it into the day's work.In the afternoon, a man he had been waiting for in the castle.

Sleeping Island housekeeper Camilla Darry.

Strangely, she did not walk with Tilie, did not show any signs of care, and retained the appearance of a dusty servant.

This shows that the other side is likely to go straight to the castle as soon as the ship, and has not even been to the sleeping spell.

Roland raised a bad feeling in his heart.

“The winter town you just arrived in?”He personally brewed a cup of tea for Camilla, "hard work, the exploration of the Thunder is still going well?"

The latter drank the tea and almost quenched it by the water, "Cough... cough, something happened to the Shadow Islands, Joan, she... disappeared!"

“Missed?”Roland sank in his heart, and could not help but look at the nightingale, "What happened, you tell me slowly."

"...probably that's the way it was," Camilla spent half an hour to tell the whole story, "we waited outside the sea for two days, but we never waited until Joan returned."Thunder said that only you can know what happened to Joan under the water.The twisted scene, the floating island of the column... is it really something that can exist in reality?”

Such a thing will happen!

Roland couldn't help but rub his forehead, and the deeper the understanding of the world, the more he could feel its strangeness - before he felt that the dream was full of incongruities, and now it seems that reality is not much better.

The elongated pillars and sea fish did not seem to be caused by external forces in the description, and one of the obvious proofs was that before Joan was pulled into the deep sea, Camilla saw her fingers suddenly grow.If it is hard to pull out, the great housekeeper in the state of spiritual resonance will feel unbearable pain.

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

The only thing he could think of was a stupor of space.

As strange as it sounds, there is no evidence, but he knows he has to say something.The reason why Camilla did not go to Tiley first, nor did she wait for the fatigue to recover and then report, obviously she couldn't wait to know about Joan's safety.From her bloodthirsty eyes, perhaps she had not slept well on the way, which could make Kamila so anxious, and in addition to worrying, I am afraid there was no small self-blame.

In other words, even if it is nonsense, you have to make up something.

Fortunately, there are examples of "sea lines" perpendicular to the sea, and even if he pulls it, it will not be too exaggerated.

Roland rubbed his forehead and said, "I think the Thunder's decision is correct."

Camilla immediately raised her head, “Do you think Joan is alive?”

"Well, and she may have gone east of the sea."

“Between the blinkers, a thousand miles apart, is that really possible?”

"I also just speculate, the first thing to be sure is that the whole sea of shadow water has indeed fallen, right?"This change can even affect the tides and currents of the fjord islands, and their water must be amazing.Where is the water that came down?”Roland picked up the quill pen and drew a circle on the paper, "I guess it's the east side of the sea line."

Camilla thought, “The Thunder seems to have said that the sea water near the sea line is indeed moving to the west.”

“Because if it is not added, if you come down two or three times, the vortex will dry up and bottom out.”Roland then drew the second circle, two circles almost one hand at a distance, "the problem is that if it is moved from one place to another and then pours out, then the sea water should be a burst."But the truth is that the current is in constant motion—and to achieve this, you have to go through two laps in an instant.“What’s the fastest path?”

Camilla held out her hand uncertainly, drawing down between the two laps, “Go straight?”

"In theory," Roland added a straight line to the two laps, "but there is another possibility."Then he folded the paper and brought the two circles together, "so that it arrived in an instant."

Camilla took a cold breath, “This—how is it possible?”

"It is indeed unreasonable, but if it is caused by magic, it cannot be ordinary in itself.For example, the nightingale can also achieve short-distance instantaneous movements, and can pass through the insurmountable obstacles of ordinary people, and the effect is not much difference to this."

“...” The butler fell silent for a moment.

“Also, although this is only an assumption, one of the phenomena you mentioned is very intriguing.”Roland inserted the tip into the circle, "For example, this pen arrived at the back of the circle in the blink of an eye, but it is actually still completed in a straight line - in other words, from the outside world, the fish ran a distance of 10,000 miles in almost a breath, what kind of sight do you think you will see?" 」

Camilla muttered, “Shrunk...small?”

"Yes, the visual rules of the near and far are still working, so I think it's not that the fish is elongated, but that its body is thousands of miles away from you, and naturally it seems to be thin and long."

“Shut up...” She spit out her breath, and her face finally relaxed, “If there is also the sea outside the circle, Joan should be able to survive.”

Roland nodded his head.

“Thank you...” Camilla seemed to want to say something more, and suddenly she fell to the ground.

The nightinge held her in time.

"She should just be tired."

"Send her to the Witch's Building, and I'll send someone to tell Tilly."

“Understood.”The nightinge covered Camilla and flashed into the mist.