Damn it …
Roland took a deep breath and raised his hand to wipe his cheeks. This feeling was a little too real.
But he knew that he was only pretending to be relaxed to hide the surging negative emotions in his heart. Even now, his hands were still trembling slightly, and his back was wet and cold.
Just now, he felt as if he had personally experienced an extremely terrifying disaster. Even though it was only a short moment, he felt as if he had accompanied those dying lives and civilizations through their final stages. Or rather, he was one of them. From fish and insects to birds and beasts, from low to high, their struggling figures and cries of pain lingered, as if the entire universe had become a land of death.
These tears were shed for them.
For a moment, Roland even felt a little reluctant to leave the sunlight that shone in through the window.
The originally ordinary scene outside the window had now become especially moving.
Even the dirty water flowing by the wall and the dog skin advertisements that could be seen everywhere appeared vivid and natural.
Looking at the messy and busy streets for a long time, he finally managed to calm his emotions.
Now, he could basically confirm one thing — magic power did not exist in this world from the beginning. This guess had been raised by Anna in the second act, and now it was confirmed.
It was the "Gateway Plan" that caused the appearance of magic power.
But without a doubt, that was not the outcome that the interlocutor wanted.
The "gray shadow" hoped to escape the gravitational pull, and the other party even directly mentioned "unpredictable risks."
Now, it seemed that magic power was an accident that they did not expect.
And the catastrophe caused by magic power became the so-called "price" of the gods. In the end, this power spread in an extremely short period of time, and the interlocutor was not able to escape.
The entire world became what he saw now.
However, Roland realized that even though he understood all this, what he knew was still superficial.
The most important question was, what exactly was the "Gateway Plan", and why was the "gray shadow" so obsessed with it? What did the Battle of Divine Will have to do with all this?
They couldn't be expecting them to fill in this loophole, right?
He turned his head and stared at the delivery box for a long time before finally picking up his phone.
"Hello, Mr. Rock, I need the Association to help me find someone."
…
Neverwinter, the entrance to the Fertile Plains, Station 2.
A train slowly stopped in front of the loading dock.
"Buddy, I'll be going first." Without waiting for the train to come to a complete stop, Charms excitedly jumped onto the platform.
"Hey, you brat, you can't just let me fill the boiler alone, right?"
"Please, please! Tonight's ale is on me! "
He quickly ran towards the cargo carriage, leaving Hank's voice behind him.
After the end of the Taquila Campaign, Charms did not become a formidable and handsome military officer as he had imagined. Even though his father and his elder brother who had sacrificed themselves had received His Majesty's commendations and honors, the Administrative Office transferred him and his father out of the First Army and transferred them to full-time train drivers.
His father did not have any objections. After all, after the war, someone would still need to drive the train. Even if this powerful machine did not carry artillery, it still had a wide range of uses. Even after the main force retreated to Neverwinter, the number of vehicles on the Fertile Plains did not decrease. The Administrative Office used this reason to transfer them out of the army.
In his father's words, he was serving His Majesty no matter where he went.
Furthermore, his treatment was much better than before.
However, Charms was not so happy. How could dealing with black coal every day compare to wielding a spear and fighting monsters? Furthermore, his elder brother had sacrificed himself in the battle to defend the camp. He had to go to the frontlines and kill a few demons to avenge his elder brother. Serving a steam locomotive was not enough to do that.
What he was most vexed about was that his second brother was not affected at all. Not only was he promoted smoothly, he was even selected to join the elite troops of the First Army.
This was a little too unfair.
Charms originally thought that he would have to spend the next few years sullenly in this desolate wilderness, but he never expected that the development of the situation would completely exceed his expectations.
Large numbers of residences and farms sprung up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain in the north of the Impassable Mountain Range. The number of stations increased exponentially, while taverns and shops followed suit. Transporting goods was no longer a boring job, and if he finished early, he could go to a tavern for a few drinks every day. Being a train driver was undoubtedly a popular occupation. Regardless of whether it was a native or a migrant, everyone was filled with interest towards the forbidden land that was once known as the 'Cursed Land'. When one was in high spirits, they did not even need to fork out money for a refill.
Of course, this treatment was no different in Neverwinter or other stations. What he was truly looking forward to was the people here —
"Everyone, please line up and receive your puppets in an orderly manner!"
Next to the truck, a girl covered her mouth with her hands and shouted. Before he could get close, the other party had already seen him and waved happily. "You're here!"
Looking at that adorable smile, Charms felt that it was truly great to be a train driver.
"I'm here to help as well." He rolled up his sleeves.
"Alright, then you can carry a puppet with you." The girl smiled as she handed over a doll made of straw and tiptoed to hang it around his neck.
"Hmph, you're unaccountably solicitous." Another girl jumped down from the pile of goods and glared at him coldly.
Charms stared back without backing down, and the two of them stared at each other in a deadlock by the side of the carriage.
In the end, it was the girl who broke the standoff. "Alright, Balshan, Mr. Charms is just being warmhearted. Didn't we have his help when we got lost? "
At the mention of getting lost, the girl's expression stiffened. She turned her head away and snorted in disdain. "I can't be bothered to bicker with you today. Move aside, I have to get to work."
With that, she grabbed two bags of seeds and walked towards the yard without looking back.
"My apologies …" The girl bowed in embarrassment. "Balshan is just …"
"It's alright, I don't mind." Charms feigned magnanimity as he waved his hand and followed behind with the seeds.
In fact, he had been looking forward to this day for a long time and had even prepared his script countless times. There would be a new play in Neverwinter's theater tonight, and he had already booked two tickets. All he needed to do was to finish his work and invite the other party.
These two girls were both Witches of the Sleeping Spell. Their acquaintance could be said to be extremely dramatic. The first time the girl took the train to assist in the construction of Station No. 2, she accidentally took the wrong seat. Looking at the vast and empty plains, she was at a loss of what to do and cried like a pear blossom in the rain. Balshan, who was by her side, did not fare any better. Faced with an unfamiliar and desolate environment, she revealed a highly vigilant and fearful expression, as though she was a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Left with no choice, Charms could only stop the train and send the two back to another train. After repeatedly reminding the driver of their destination, the two of them successfully arrived at Station No. 2 before the sky turned dark.
He originally thought that it was an accident and that they would not cross paths again, but he did not expect the two Witches to be assisting in the unloading of the station.
As time went by, they gradually became familiar with each other, and he also found out her name — Dusk.
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