When he opened his eyes, Roland felt a weight on his arm.
He gently turned his head, and Anna's calm and peaceful sleeping face came into view. She was lying on her side, her head in the crook of his arm, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was having a sweet dream.
Fortunately... he could still leave the Dream World in this way.
Roland carefully pulled his arm out, turned over, and got up. After covering Anna with the quilt, he quietly left the room.
As he walked down the stairs, the soldiers stationed at the entrance of the corridor hurriedly stood up and saluted him.
He waved his hand, indicating that they did not need to pay attention to him, and walked step by step to the hall on the first floor.
Then Roland saw Phyllis.
Phyllis stood in the middle of the hall with a trace of disappointment on her face. She lowered her head and repeatedly looked at her clenched hands, as if she was still reminiscing the moment when her body regained its sense of touch.
It seemed that the answer was the former.
The Dream World was still under the control of his consciousness.
When he woke up, the world would be still, and outsiders who entered would be forcibly expelled.
"Your Majesty, I..." Seeing Roland, she pursed her lips and tried to squeeze out a smile. "I've woken up from my dream."
It was obvious that for a moment, the God's Punishment Witch would rather be trapped in the Dream World forever. She had no choice but to transform into an immortal in order to continue fighting against the demons. However, the price she had to pay had become more and more expensive as time went by. Now, faced with the temptation of a new world, it was not surprising that she was wavering.
But in the end, she suppressed this emotion. Maybe it was for the sake of her Taquila compatriots, or maybe it was because of her obsession with the demons, or maybe it was both. But no matter what, her strong self-discipline made Roland secretly admire her.
"It's not certain yet," he said with a smile. "The test is only half done. We have to confirm the second half to know if this is a coincidence or something inevitable after the light beams overlap … Let's continue here."
Phyllis was slightly surprised. "Aren't you going back to your bedroom?"
"I don't want to wake up Anna." Roland shook his head. "Anyway, there's heating in the castle. Sleeping in the living room is the same." He summoned one of his personal guards and gave him a few orders. The latter's eyes widened in surprise, but he still faithfully carried out his orders.
After a quarter of an hour, the long table in the living room was covered with a layer of soft cushions and bedding.
In this way, a group of confused soldiers guarded the living room tightly, leaving only Roland inside. Phyllis and the others stayed in the hall, waiting for the light pillar to appear.
It had to be said that falling asleep for the second time was indeed more difficult, especially when the answer to the riddle was revealed.
Roland tossed and turned for a long time, and only fell asleep when the sky began to brighten.
The operation of the new world instantly resumed.
To his surprise, the time in the dream was not forcibly moved to the next morning. The colorful neon night scene was still outside the window, and the ladder was still placed at the head of the bed. Phyllis's eyes were gradually regaining their luster. Then, as if she suddenly woke up from her daze, she looked down at Roland in disbelief.
"Your Majesty, is this... is this true? I'm not dreaming, am I? "
He could not help curling the corner of his mouth.
The answer was self-evident.
What was a dream and what was reality might no longer be important to the God's Punishment Witches.
What was important was that after hundreds of years of suffering and responsibility, she finally received her reward.
...
This time, the two only stayed in the Dream World for a very short time.
Roland had thought that she would eagerly go out and take a stroll, but the first thing she did was to kneel on one knee and beg him to allow her to tell the other companions the news. The Taquila survivors would always remember his kindness and do their best to serve him.
In the face of this plea, Roland did not immediately respond, which was rare.
It was not that he had a problem with the Taquila witches, but he did not know how to feed so many witches. More importantly, Phyllis alone was enough to arouse Zero's suspicions. He could not say that the more than 100 witches were his distant relatives.
As the second creator of the Dream World, Roland did not want to involve the little girl in these things. If she found out that there was something wrong with this world, it was hard to predict what would happen. Based on the principle of precaution, the Taquila witches must not stay at home.
So he needed a place for many witches to live, such as an apartment, plus daily expenses, such as food and clothing, which would obviously cost a lot.
After thinking for a while, Roland finally decided to let the witches solve this problem by themselves.
The moment of silence probably made Phyllis misunderstand his meaning. She bit her lip, folded her other leg, knelt on both knees, and begged again. This gesture had exceeded the boundary of the Taquila witches' etiquette, which was only performed by ordinary people when they met the higher-ups of the Union. Roland tried to pull her up, but she insisted, only begging him not to keep her companions out of the door of the new world.
Only then did he realize that Phyllis had misunderstood him. Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he slowly explained his plan. Phyllis let out a long sigh of relief.
In fact, for Roland, accepting the Taquila survivors was not a difficult choice as she had thought.
In the Dream World, they were not a group of God's Punishment Soldiers with brute force, but witches with various magical abilities, and they would not be restricted by the God's Stone of Retaliation.
With this group of helpers, putting aside the fact that his methods and efficiency of exploring Dreamscape would increase exponentially, just having them help him memorize and transcribe knowledge would benefit him greatly. In the long run, they might also be able to learn various kinds of knowledge and use modern equipment to study the nature of magic power. Of course, the most important thing was that even after the end of the Battle of Divine Will, the Taquila witches could still find a place to stay in the new world.
After leaving the Dream World, Phyllis did not even wait for the sky to completely brighten. She hurriedly said goodbye to Roland and ran excitedly to the Second Border City.
Roland yawned and returned to his bedroom.
He crawled into the warm quilt and held Anna in his arms again. At this time, the girl also opened her sleepy eyes and mumbled, "You woke up so early today?"
"Yes, I went for a stroll in the Dream World." He kissed her forehead. "Then I encountered something unexpected, and I couldn't sleep after that."
"Oh?" The girl's breath was like a soft feather, gently gliding on his neck. "Was it a good dream?"
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