"How... how is this possible?"
No. 76 only felt a bang in her heart, and her whole body froze on the spot.
There was a limit to the range in which the colorful magic stone could sense magic fluctuations. In theory, it was impossible to see the orange light phenomenon beyond a hundred steps. She did not intend to observe anything at this distance. She just lifted the ring as she pleased, but … Why did this happen?
After taking two deep breaths, she blinked and put the ring in front of her eyes again.
The beam of light still did not disappear. What she saw was not an illusion, but a real scene.
An indescribable excitement rushed into her mind, making her almost unable to control herself.
[Pasha, what kind of person is qualified to be called the Chosen One? ]
[Do you see the edge of the ring? If the beam of light can fill the whole field of vision, then she is the Chosen One we are looking for. ]
[That's too exaggerated. Even Lady Eleanor can only fill half of the field of vision.] ]
[So that person's potential must exceed the Three Chiefs of the Union. I admit it's difficult, but we have no other way. Remember, the key doesn't represent the amount of magic power, nor does it equal to the level of combat power. So don't miss any witch.] [Edge?
Fill the field of vision? Fill the field of vision?
No... Pasha, the miracle I saw is far more than that. No. 76 swallowed. Even if she put the ring in the position closest to her eyes, she still could not absorb the entire beam of light into the Magic Stone. Its width was beyond the boundary of her field of vision. She had to move the ring horizontally to be able to see the full view of this huge wall.
God finally smiled at human beings.
"Lady Natalia, you're right.
I found the Chosen One. "
*****
When Roland walked into the bathroom with a yawn, he saw Zero lying in front of the washstand, washing her face and rinsing her mouth.
"Well... where's the toothpaste?"
"Here." The little girl moved aside and handed him a tube of toothpaste that was almost used up.
"Thanks." Roland fetched a glass of water and put the wet toothbrush into his mouth. Looking at the two people in the mirror, one tall and one short, squeezing in front of the narrow washstand and moving their elbows synchronously, he suddenly felt that this dream was full of joy.
Zero spat out the foam in her mouth and rolled her eyes at him. "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at your short stature." Roland replied in a nasal voice.
Then, he was kicked in the shin.
"Remember to shave, or you'll look too old." She combed her white hair and began to tie it into a ponytail. "Don't embarrass me today."
"Isn't it just a parent-teacher meeting?" He sighed and rinsed his toothbrush. "I'm not your real family. I'm just your agent. You don't have to be so formal."
Moreover, he couldn't dress up even if he wanted to. The clothes in his wardrobe were all from street stalls. It would be good enough if he could dress up to look energetic.
"By the way, I still think you look better with your long hair down." Roland smacked his lips and said, "Even if you want to tie it up, a double ponytail is more suitable."
"None of your business!"
Then he was pushed out of the bathroom.
It seemed that after the end of the summer, the little lass's temper had grown … Was it because he had indulged her too much?
After entering and exiting the Dream World many times, Roland had now mastered the trick of entering the Dream World. In other words, when he did not want to enter the Dream World, this strange dream would not appear. Of course, he wouldn't have any other dreams. Instead, he slept until dawn.
In this way, he could more easily control the passage of time in the Dream World.
In the past two months, in addition to further exploring the Holy City of Hermes, Roland's remaining work was to wander around in various libraries and search for books that still left an impression on him.
In addition, he found that the strange power flowing in his body was still effective even in the memory fragments. Because of this, his adventure in the snowfield was much smoother than he had imagined. Using the climbing rope and the drilling machine he bought, he even went deep into the Pivotal Secret Area under the cathedral to check. Although he did not find the Prayer Room that Isabella mentioned, the secret historical records and the research on Magic Stones in the library were an eye-opener for him.
However, he could not use the secret passage in the Pivotal Secret Area to go to the old Holy City. Halfway through the passage, the passage disappeared without a trace, leaving only endless darkness and the red Lightning at the end, as if the other end had been swallowed by the void.
It seemed that Zero still had a strong will to resist when she was defeated, so the remaining memory fragments only remained in this narrow area of the New Holy City.
Relying on selling the armors moved out of the Holy City, Roland's savings were increasing rapidly. Finally, the living room was air-conditioned, and the refrigerator was replaced with a bigger one. The living conditions in the apartment building had improved significantly.
Of course, there were still some troubles. Previously, when he tried to rescue Zero, many passers-by had taken photos of him running on the street. Not only did the photos get uploaded to the Internet, but they also appeared on the local news channel. Fortunately, no one had clearly taken a photo of his face, and he had disposed of the clothes as garbage in time, so Zero did not see any clues.
As for who this suspected martialist was and why he appeared in public in such a casual singlet and shorts, it even caused a heated discussion on the Internet.
Regarding this, Roland's opinion was … Ahem, I'm really sorry that I don't have money.
Now that he finally did not have to worry about living, he naturally shifted his attention to the other residents.
He wanted to know whether the same Gate of Fragment was hidden in these people's rooms.
Apart from stealing and swindling, the easiest way was to use money to knock on their door.
"I'm ready, Uncle. Let's go to school." Zero finished dressing and walked up to him with her schoolbag on her back.
Today was the 12th of September, the first day of the new semester, so parents were required to accompany them.
Roland's eyes involuntarily lit up.
She had changed into a black short-sleeved shirt, a pleated skirt that did not reach her knees, and a pair of white stockings and sneakers. She looked very youthful and lovely.
Her soft white hair was tied into two ponytails that draped over her shoulders, and yellow hair ribbons hung down from both ends. Paired with her impeccable facial features, delicate and translucent skin, and light red eyes, she looked like a fairy that had walked out of a painting.
Roland could not help but reach out and rub her head. "That's right."
"I just happened to want to tie my hair like this, it's not because of what you said —"
"Yes, I know."
"It's true!"
"I didn't say it's fake."
"Why do I feel that you're lying to me?"
"That's because you think too much." Roland held back his laughter and pretended to be serious. "Let's go, or we'll miss the early bus."
…
The content of the parent-teacher conference was just to sit in the back of the classroom and listen to the children's goals and promises for the new semester. Students at this age were not used to lying, so they always worked harder to achieve the goals they promised in front of their parents.
Roland originally thought that this morning would pass peacefully, but he did not expect that the dream would be so unexpected.
"Why is it you again?"
A clear female voice rang in his ears.
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