She had long, brownish-yellow hair, and her bangs parted to one side, revealing half of her forehead. Her facial features were very soft, giving people the impression that she was a gentle and moving woman. But in this case, the more beautiful she was, the weirder she looked. Female ghosts were usually gentle and elegant.
Moreover, the robe she was wearing was too old. Not only was the thread rough, but the cuffs and corners of the robe were also tattered, as if they were picked up from a junkyard.
"I, I heard the sound of you going out, so I wanted to check if you had closed the door properly. When I turned around, I saw that there was one more person behind me!" Zero's face was pale, and it was obvious that she was quite frightened.
The woman seemed to notice the movement here. She looked up at the door, and her expression suddenly changed.
Roland subconsciously clenched his fists, ready to receive the attack.
Unexpectedly, what she said next surprised him. "Roland... Your Majesty?"
What?
Your Majesty?
"Uh, you are..." He tried to sound her out.
"I'm Phyllis. Your Majesty, what's going on now?" The woman was as confused and puzzled as he was.
Phyllis? Roland's mind raced, and a series of questions emerged one after another. The God's Punishment Witch guarding the castle hall? Why was she brought into the Dream World? Was this world changing from closed to open? Where was Anna? Why didn't she show up?
"Wait, you know each other?" Zero found something was wrong. "What's Her Majesty... Are you role-playing?"
"Ahem, she's... a distant relative of mine." Roland suddenly realized that it was not the time to be in a daze. "As for Her Majesty, it's just a joke. She grew up with me, so it's not strange for her to be called anything."
"Relative?" Seeing that it was not a ghost, the little girl quickly regained her courage, and at the same time, she became more suspicious. "You just asked who she was."
"Did I?" His expression did not change as he said, "I only saw a coward wailing in fear, almost wetting his pants."
Zero's cheeks suddenly turned red. "You, you're talking nonsense!
"Didn't that scream come from you? She was already in the room, but you were doing your homework in your bedroom and didn't notice. "
"Sorry, that... I didn't mean to scare you." Roland was also amazed by the strange woman's comprehension ability. "When His Majesty left, I happened to go to another room. I came out to say hello, but you ran out screaming."
"I guess that's probably the case. She asked what was going on, but she was actually frightened by you —" Roland added. "If I saw a kid screaming as soon as I stepped out of the house, I would also be confused."
"I … I …" Zero was at a loss for words. The scream was the truth. She couldn't deny it, and she didn't have the habit of lying. She suddenly fell into a dilemma, and tears gradually welled up in her eyes.
"Well... it seems that I went too far." He bent down and touched the little girl's head. "Anyway, this is a misunderstanding. Go back to your studies."
"You can't win in this contest between adults," Roland thought without any sense of guilt. "Just take it as a baptism in the process of growing up. A life without being deceived by adults is incomplete."
He thought Zero would run into the bedroom while sobbing, but he did not expect that she would take a deep breath and wipe away her tears. She then lifted her foot and kicked him in the leg. "Uncle, you bastard!" She then stormed back into the room.
Roland could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Although the process was slightly different from what he had expected, at least the result was the same.
"Pfft." The woman who called herself Phyllis could not help laughing. "It seems that you're not the supreme king here."
"But here, I'm the ruler of the world." Roland made an inviting gesture. "Let's talk in my room. I also have a lot of questions to ask you."
...
Half an hour later, Roland was finally convinced that the woman was Phyllis.
She told him not only what had happened in Taquila, but also what she had seen and heard in the castle, as well as her experience of disguising as Maid No. 76 of "Black Money". She even told him in great detail about some things that he did not know clearly, and could even link them together.
At least based on this, he could rule out the possibility that she was a self-born consciousness of this world. It was impossible to achieve this by reading his memory.
And the body that Phyllis had now was the appearance of her original body when her soul was extracted.
Then the next question was obvious.
Why did she enter the Dream World?
"I don't know..." Phyllis shook her head. "It was very late at that time, and the First Army had just changed shifts. I planned to cut off the control of my body and use deep sleep to quickly recover my energy, but I didn't expect to be here when I opened my eyes." She paused. "You called this place... the Dream World?"
"Yes, a world that only works when I'm dreaming, but I don't know if this rule is still valid." At this point, there was no need to hide anything. The most urgent thing was to find out why Phyllis had connected to the Dream World. Although he had long known that this complicated world did not exist in his mind, it was still quite... frightening to suddenly see an outsider break into his mind. After all, one thing was for sure, the Dream World was constructed according to his memory, which was equivalent to someone entering his memory without permission.
Roland unfolded the ladder behind the door and placed it beside the bed. "Maybe we can test it to find out why you came to the Dream World."
"What's this?" Phyllis asked in surprise.
"When I fall from the top, the Dream World will end. You can try it first to see if you can return to the real world. Then I'll interrupt the Dream World. If you can get out of it successfully, wait for me in the hall. I'll come down immediately, "Roland explained.
"Wait... Your Majesty." Phyllis suddenly reached out and grabbed him.
Roland was quite surprised by this behavior. If they were in Neverwinter, this would undoubtedly be considered a rude behavior. She could not possibly forget the customs of the past hundreds of years just because she suddenly came to a strange environment, could she?
"Can you... pinch me hard?" she asked in a low voice.
"What?" Roland was stunned.
"Please pinch me as hard as you can, okay?" Phyllis rolled up her sleeves and put her snow-white arm in front of him.
"Pain won't wake you up from the dream. I've confirmed that."
"I just want to feel... please."
"Feel?" Thinking of Agatha's description of the God's Punishment Witches, Roland immediately understood what she was thinking. After a moment of silence, he stretched out his right hand and twisted Phyllis's wrist.
Phyllis clenched her teeth and let out a satisfied moan from her throat. Her whole body trembled like a traveler who had been thirsty for a long time and suddenly drank sweet nectar.
After a long time, she opened her eyes and let out a long sigh.
"God above, I can feel pain again!" Phyllis seemed to have become a different person at this moment. She looked at Roland with her eyes almost shining.
"You can do it yourself." He spread out his hands.
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