"How do you know... this name?"
Lan said calmly. "Although I was born here, it doesn't mean I know nothing about your world. Have you ever heard of the 'Realm of Mind'... or the 'Origin of Magic'? "
Roland immediately remembered what Kabradhabi had told him. He rushed to the table and asked Lan in a deep voice, "Is she in the Realm of Mind?"
"Of course not. The Realm of Mind remembers her. Anyone who has enough power will leave a mark in the Realm of Mind." Lan paused. "I know what you're thinking. You want to know the specific method and then try to solve the problem by yourself. You also want to end the Battle of Divine Will. But I have to tell you, time is running out. "
"What do you mean?"
"The Realm of Mind is not a suitable vessel for long-term stay. The longer you wait, the weaker her consciousness will become, until she completely disappears. This process is irreversible, so even if you know the method, you may not be able to realize it. And this is not the worst-case scenario. "
"What's the worst-case scenario?"
"The existence of the Dream World has seriously interfered with God's will. God will not allow this to continue. In other words, when God believes that no measures can be taken to bring the status quo back to the right track, both worlds will be destroyed. I'm afraid this deadline is far more urgent than you think, which is why I made up my mind to persuade you, "Lan said word by word." Child, helping me is also helping yourself. "
"It sounds like it," Roland said noncommittally. "But you just said that only what I understand is the real answer. That is to say, what you told me may be a lie... including the resurrection of Ashes. "
Lan heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back in the chair. "You can understand it this way, because I don't want you to think that I'm deceiving you until the end. It's also a proof of my sincerity."
Roland fell silent.
There was no doubt that this was a dilemma.
From the information he already knew, he could not find many loopholes in her words. For example, he had heard about the threat of the Dream World more than once from the magic creatures. Although he did not know how he had provoked them, the hostility shown by those monsters was real. Combining this with Lan's information, it meant that the magical creatures were the "subordinates" of God.
However, it would be too rash of him to believe that everything she said was the truth. After all, Lan had the final say on what kind of information would harm the Gods. If he made a deduction based on the wrong clues, the conclusion he came to would undoubtedly be even more wrong. The safest way was to prove it bit by bit.
The problem was time.
Without being able to determine that there was not much time left, choosing to play it safe was also a risk.
As long as he closed his eyes, the image of Tilly crying in his arms would reappear in his mind. Even though she had restrained all the sorrow in her heart, compared to the original appearance, her eyes still lacked some spirit, like jewelry covered in a light layer of dust. Some people often say that this is the proof of maturity. Only by experiencing loss can one know how to cherish. Roland scoffed at this kind of chicken soup for the soul. Never losing was the choice of a mature person. As for pain, anyone could experience it if they wanted.
Now that there was such a possibility, he could not remain indifferent no matter what.
Roland tried his best to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart. He pretended to be reluctant and sat down in front of Lan again.
"But I can't promise you so easily. Let's talk about the method. What should I do to bring her back to that world? "
"This matter doesn't conflict with the help I need. In other words, the two are the same thing," Lan replied slowly. "First, you have to find the Realm of Mind and enter it. This step must be carried out in both worlds at the same time. Otherwise, it's impossible to succeed."
Roland was surprised. "Two … worlds? Wait, you mean, the Origin of Magic 'really' exists? "
"Yes, it's not something illusory. It's something that can be seen and touched. It's completely different from the emptiness caused by the Erosion." Lan nodded. "In fact, it's close to the north of the Land of Dawn. We call it the Bottomless Land."
Roland's heart skipped a beat. This term … seemed familiar.
"But the north has been occupied by demons. You know demons, right? They're the enemies of the Battle of Divine Will. "
"I can't help you with that world. Interfering with the Battle of Divine Will is a taboo for the gods. You can only solve this problem yourself," Lan said calmly. "Defeat them, carve a bloody path, and then reach the Bottomless Land. If you can't do this, there's no point in talking about it. "
That's why she said that even if I know the method, I might not be able to make it in time …
Roland pondered for a moment. "Alright, even if you didn't say anything, I'll still drive the demons out of the Land of Dawn. Then how do I reach the Realm of Mind from the Dream World … Since it's fake, there's no need to go through so much trouble. "
"Before I answer you, I want to ask you a question." Lan looked out the window. "Do you really think that this world is fake?"
Roland was startled and involuntarily followed her line of sight. The rush hour for school and work had passed, and there were fewer people on the street. The stall owners finally had time to rest. Some were counting the morning's harvest, their faces full of joy; some lit up a cigarette and sat at the entrance to read the newspaper.
Instead of students and office workers, the uncles and aunties who lived here carried their grocery baskets and shuttled through the narrow streets. When they passed by the Rose Café, they would look at it with disdain or whisper to their companions, as if they were mocking the taste of the shop owner.
Roland knew that if he went out and argued with them, he would not get the lines that he had long prepared. Instead, he would get a bunch of curses that reflected the subtlety of language, and the kind that would be retorted ten times. The other stall owners would not show an indifferent expression. Most of them would form a row and happily watch the battle for the king … or the rookies pecking at each other.
Faced with such a world, he suddenly realized that he could not simply say the word "yes".
"How can a person distinguish between reality and fiction?" Lan asked in a low voice, somewhat absent-minded. "Is it true that a person has to have a body to be considered as a real life? If a thought has emotions and self-consciousness, just because it's not fixed or exists in the form of energy, does it not count as a real life? "
"Uh … I think, it should be."
Lan withdrew her gaze. "Then you have to protect this place. Once it's destroyed, the trillions of lives in this world will disappear, and the loss will be even greater than that of the outside world. If you lose it, the Realm of Mind will be closed to you forever. "
"Is … the entrance to the Realm of Mind in this city?"
"To be precise, this is the Realm of Mind," Lan corrected. "You're now in the Realm of Mind."
Roland's eyes widened in surprise.
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