"A world without magic power?" Nightingale was puzzled. "Would the world be the same as it is now? I think the two of you are thinking too much. "
"... Indeed." Anna came back to her senses. "The influence of forces is mutual. Even the introduction of an inconspicuous force into a balanced system can bring about new changes to the whole system, not to mention the omnipresent magic power. If it really did appear halfway, then the world before it should have been completely different. But according to your description, this world is so similar to the world you once lived in. The water boils, the snow melts, the sun warms, and the earth nurtures life. Except for the absence of magic power, it's almost exactly the same. "
"That's why it's worthy of respect — I think that's what that line of text was trying to express." Roland suppressed the chill that crept up his back. "It's not within the framework of the four forces, but it can be seamlessly integrated into it and affect all aspects of the world, as if it's above all things."
"Is that really possible?" Anna frowned.
"That's the only guess." Roland clenched his fist. "And the appearance of magic power must have brought about changes, but the changes may not be what the other party expected." He paused. "That's why it's called the 'price'."
"It sounds a little... scary." Nightingale could not help but twitch the corner of her mouth.
"No, it's actually a good thing."
"Huh? Why? "
"The world today is still full of magic power, which means that even the gods can't reverse the price. If that's the case, magic power will exist forever in the future, "Roland explained seriously." And if magic power exists forever, you won't suddenly disappear. "
"Ahem." Nightingale turned her head away. "That seems to make sense."
"But it's already been more than three months since the Months of Demons, and no new witches have appeared. Who's to blame?" Anna said with a faint smile.
"Uh, this —" He was speechless for a moment.
"Okay, no more jokes." Anna chuckled. "According to this inference, the start of the Battle of Divine Will and the upgrading of the race all happened after the appearance of magic power, and finally formed the world we're familiar with now?"
"Logically speaking, you could say so. After all, the legacy shard and the Realm of Mind are closely related to magic power, and the various ruins that have been excavated in reality also prove that before we appeared, other civilizations once existed here. " Roland heaved a sigh of relief. "I'm more concerned about two things now. One is the sphere under the red hole that is gradually forming and being covered by prismatic light. The other is the liberation that the Oracle of Betrayal is seeking."
"You suspect that the former is the planet we live on?"
He nodded and said, "It would be great if we could fly up there and have a look... Unfortunately, it's too difficult to verify this with Neverwinter's current level of technology. As for Lan's so-called liberation, it must be related to the suspension of the Battle of Divine Will. However, as for what it means, I'm afraid I can only know after entering the Bottomless Land. "
…
Roland had originally thought that for a huge organization like the Martialist Association, even if they had reached a preliminary consensus, it would be an extremely long process to go through the procedures. It would take at least ten days to half a month to come up with a proper constitution. Instead of waiting for the concrete results from the upper echelons, he might as well make a few requests, such as providing targeted technical information to Scroll, as well as conducting professional training for the Taquila witches such as St. Miran and Duo.
However, the reality was far beyond his expectations.
Just one day later, when he entered the Dreamland again that night, he received a call from Garcia.
"Mr. Rock's secretary wants me to inform you that the Prism City has already discussed and approved the first aid plan. The specific implementation of the plan requires your participation. The meeting will be held at the Clover Group's New Energy Automobile City Project Department. If there are no other arrangements, we'll set off now. "
"Wait, we?" Before Roland could react, the other party hung up the phone.
Following that, there was a series of knocks on the living room door.
Roland hurriedly put on his coat and opened the door.
It was Garcia who was standing outside the door.
"Why does Rock's secretary have to inform you, and then you have to inform me?" Roland was puzzled. "Can't Mr. Defender just call me directly? Why did you have to come here? "
"You really don't know anything," Garcia said grumpily. "This represents the Martialist Association's recognition of you, and it's also the standard for high-level communication. Besides, there are many non-members of the Association attending this meeting. If you go alone, won't you be a disgrace to the Association? By the way, I'll be responsible for contacting people for such meetings in the future. Let's go when you're ready. "
"Uh … I haven't washed up yet."
She rolled her eyes. "Then hurry up!"
Seeing that Garcia had no intention of leaving, Roland had to do as she said. However, when they went downstairs, they suddenly remembered that Garcia's luxury two-door car had been smashed into scrap metal during the last rescue.
In the end, it was still the van that Roland was familiar with that drove the two out of the residential area.
"That … I'll pay for your car," he said awkwardly while sitting in the passenger seat. "But driving this … won't it be a disgrace to the Association?"
"Shut up," Garcia said with a livid face.
Roland tactfully looked away.
After driving out of the urban area, her expression recovered a little. "What happened before — since it was to save a life, it can be regarded as extremely important, so I can let you go for the time being. As for what happened at that time, I'll also abide by the Association's rules and won't ask you about it for the time being. "
Roland was startled and did not know what to say for a moment. After a while, he replied, "Okay, thank you."
"But this doesn't mean that you'll write off what you owe me, understand?" Garcia changed the topic and emphasized, "After the confidentiality order is lifted, you must tell me everything that happened at that time — including Zero's identity and the real background of your relatives from the countryside."
She had indeed noticed something strange.
But this was also within his expectations. Garcia had been at the scene when Fei Yuhan was being treated, so naturally, she had witnessed the entire process of Fei Yuhan's near-death experience. Whether it was Scroll, who came with the enchanted sutures, or the God's Punishment Witches who did not seem surprised, they were obviously not ordinary people.
Even so, she was still willing to wait for him to explain. This trust made Roland's heart surge with warmth.
And Fei Yuhan, Rock … Under the influence of many people, this world was indeed heading towards the unknown.
But it was precisely this unknown that was worth protecting.
"When everything is over, I'll tell you everything," he replied solemnly.
After the car drove into the factory area, Roland discovered that the rather eye-catching signboard of the new energy car city project had disappeared and was replaced by a brand new gold-plated sign.
His eyes widened in surprise.
The words were clearly "Graycastle Design Bureau".
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