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Chapter 635

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"You've lost weight..."

After hugging her tightly for a long time, Roland stroked her cheek and whispered. [0↑ 9 △ Small ↓ Say △ Net]

Anna's eyes were still as pure as lake water. Although there were ripples in them, his figure was still clearly reflected in her blue eyes. However, the girl's body was obviously much thinner. Through her clothes, he could feel her slightly bulging spine, the protruding collarbone under her neck, and her face was not as round as he remembered.

"I'm sorry to have made you worry." Smelling her fragrance, Roland felt a long-lost calmness in his heart. It was just a blink of an eye, but it felt like centuries.

Anna shook her head and wiped the tears in her eyes on Roland's collar. "It's good that you've woken up."

"How long have I been in a coma? Three days... a week? "However, seeing Anna become so thin, he became a little uncertain.

"More than a month."

Roland was stunned. "What?"

"To be exact, it's one month and twenty-two days." Looking at his dull expression, Anna couldn't help but laugh through her tears. "It's autumn now. Didn't you notice that even the curtains have been changed?"

"I've been in a coma for almost two months?" He moved his arms in disbelief and curled his toes quietly. He did not feel any jerkiness.

"Then how did I... eat?"

"You didn't eat anything." Anna leaned on his shoulder and grasped his clothes tightly, as if she was afraid that he would fall asleep again. "Someone ate for you. [0↑ 9 △ Small ↓ Say △ Net] "

"Uh... Can this be used as a substitute?"

"It's the ability of Nightfall, the witch of the Bloodfang Association. She planted a Seed of Symbiosis in your body. You only need to eat one more portion of food."

"It can be used like this!" Roland secretly clicked his tongue in amazement. This symbiotic relationship was obviously not just to maintain life. Judging from the fact that the muscles of the hands and feet did not shrink at all, it was equivalent to completely connecting the two living bodies and sharing a set of circulatory system.

After sighing, he turned his head to look at the wooden basin on the ground. "Thank you for taking care of me these days."

There was no doubt that after sleeping for such a long time, his body was still dry and clean. Someone must have washed and changed his clothes every few days. This was a tedious process. To do it day after day, patience and love were essential.

"Compared to what you've done, this is nothing," Anna said softly. "You've fulfilled your promise to the witches and defeated the army of the church. Now in the entire Witch Union, every sister is willing to sacrifice everything for you. Even without me, there will be others rushing to take care of you."

"But I'd rather you do it." Roland looked at her and lowered his head to kiss her.

After a while, the two of them reluctantly separated. Anna's cheeks blushed. "That's right, I have to tell the others as soon as possible. They've been waiting for this day for a long time."

"You're not going to continue?" Roland smirked.

She subconsciously tilted her head. "You've just woken up. You should take a good rest first …"

"But I feel full of strength."

"That won't do." Anna raised her hand and punched him a few times. Then she turned around to pick up the wooden basin and walked to the bedroom door. "I'll be back soon."

"I've slept enough. Don't worry." Roland smiled at her.

After Anna closed the door, he frowned.

"Why did I sleep for such a long time? Could it be related to the unimaginable scene he saw in his dream?

He felt a little uneasy.

Generally speaking, after waking up from a dream, the content of the dream would quickly fade away. Even in less than a day, it would be completely forgotten. But until now, he still clearly remembered everything that happened in the dream.

"That eleven or twelve-year-old girl, was she really Zero?

Why did she call me uncle?

Furthermore, his shocked expression didn't seem to be an act.

The more Roland thought about it, the more he felt that there were more than one or two strange things.

The city in the dream was definitely not the place where he lived in his previous life. The school that appeared on TV was the best proof. The university should be built on a mountain and was part of the scenic area. No high-rise buildings were allowed to be built around the school district. But in the background of the news, he could see the gray skyline formed by skyscrapers.

There was also something wrong with the apartment building. Judging from the rows of residents and the walkways, it was the most old-fashioned tube-shaped apartment structure, usually built in the seventies or eighties. It was out of place with the bustling streets hundreds of meters away and the skyscrapers further away.

The dark green anti-theft door, the old desk fan, and the color TV on the wall were also very strange. If it was not for the special hobby of the owner, almost no one would decorate their living room like this.

Everything seemed real, but in fact, it was full of loopholes.

Was the hysterical "I'll never let you go" that Zero shouted before dissipating a curse or a threat? Did she expect to create such a clumsy dream to confuse him? If it was just to make him have a few nightmares, it would be too much of a bluff.

Just as Roland was pondering, there was a noise outside the door.

A group of witches rushed into the bedroom and surrounded him. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Roland also felt a little embarrassed.

"Ahem... Anyway, I'm fine now. These days..."

Lightning did not wait for him to finish. She jumped onto the big bed and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Thank God." Vendy clasped her hands in front of her chest and said with an uncontrollable excitement, "You finally woke up."

"What a troublesome guy." Lily curled her lips. "He made us worry for so long."

"Do you also worry about others? That's really rare, "Mystery Moon muttered.

"Mortals are always more fragile than witches." Agatha took out a Stone of Measuring and put it in front of Roland to have a look. "Well... I can't see any magic reaction. It seems that you haven't inherited all of Zero's power. How about it, did you remember anything? For example, the memory of being the Pope? "

Roland was a little surprised and asked, "You know this ability?"

"We caught a Pure Witch of the church as a captive and got the information from her."

"Really... But I don't seem to have received her memory."

"Wait, what if he's lost his mind after more than 200 years of memory and is no longer the previous Prince Roland?" Ashes stood up and said, "Who can prove that he's Roland and not Zero?"

"Please, don't make trouble at this time, okay?" Andrea glared at her.

"He's His Majesty, I'm sure." Nightingale's voice came from the other side of the big bed. To Roland's surprise, she did not show up as usual.

Then there was Nana, Scroll, Leaf … As the witches talked about their concerns, Roland felt warm all over his body.

The last one was Tilly.

She held Roland's hand and said with a smile.

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