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Chapter 797

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Anna stayed close to Roland and listened to the whole story of the God's Punishment Witches' accidental entry into the Dream World.

"So they can all find their lost feelings and return to normal lives?" She heaved a sigh of relief. Her tone was mostly filled with happiness, but there was also a hint of melancholy and regret. "That's great... If only I could see the world you once lived in."

"Only by turning your soul into a beam of light can you do that. It's too much of a price for you." Roland stroked her hair and earlobes. "Moreover, we can build Neverwinter into the ideal city and make reality as good as the Dream World, right?"

"That's right." Anna chuckled. "But don't you feel a little guilty now?"

"Huh?" Roland was stunned. "No, I just..."

"You don't have to answer. Just let me listen." The girl put her head on his chest. After a while, she said in a low voice, "Well... I feel a little guilty and a little worried. The guilty part is because Phyllis is a beautiful woman, and the worried part is because she doesn't want me to think too much. Am I right?"

"Uh …" Faced with this extremely correct statement, Roland did not know what to say for a moment.

Anna burst into laughter. "But there's still 70% honesty. So you're worrying too much. Don't worry." She paused and said in a serious tone, "Roland, you made this decision to help them, just like you did to save me and the Witch Cooperation Association. How can I be bothered by such a small thing? This is the duty of a king, isn't it? "

Roland let out a sigh of relief.

If it were Nightingale, he wouldn't be able to guarantee that she wouldn't let her imagination run wild, but Anna was different. She said that she believed him, and she really believed him. Roland could tell from her expression that she wholeheartedly supported the idea of giving the Taquila witches a home and helping them regain their lost consciousness.

Anna's kindness was part of her nature. This had never changed since the day she met her.

"But after this, you have to tell me everything you do in your dreams, understand?" She blinked her lake blue eyes and whispered in his ear.

Roland nodded. "I promise."

Anna revealed a satisfied smile and slowly climbed onto his body. She held his cheeks with both hands and said, "Then for the rest of the time, you belong to me."

The girl gently bit his collar and moved downwards …

The sound of their sweet panting could be heard in the bedroom.



On the other side, when the shocking news brought back by Phyllis spread, the Third Border City was in an uproar.

"As long as I interrupt my consciousness within the range of the beam of light, I can regain my original appearance?"

"That's not important at all. The key is that I can recover my sense of touch and smell!"

"Is Kaifeng cuisine really that good? How does it compare to honey barbecue?"

"Can, can you take me to the Dream World to have a look?"

"Me too!"

"I want to go too …"

The crowd gathered around Phyllis and shouted at the same time. They were not as calm as usual. They were not so excited even when the demonic beasts invaded the underground labyrinth.

"Stop arguing. With so many of us going to the castle, people will think that we're going to seize Neverwinter!" Alethea shouted and put a tentacle on Pasha's body. "What do you think? Is this a trap set by the king of the common people? "

"Even if it's a trap, I'm afraid they're willing to step into it." Pasha smiled helplessly. Until now, she had not recovered from the shock of Phyllis's story. A highly developed Dream World, a place where souls could be reborn, was an almost immeasurable temptation for the Taquila survivors. They had been searching for a way to fight against the demons, and they had finally found the answer from the mortal king. When hundreds of years of suffering were ushered in overnight, this surreal feeling gave her a rare sense of dizziness.

She had not had a dream for a long time.

Subconsciously, Pasha hoped that all this was true, but she could not fully believe that such a good thing would happen. A common person without magic power became the savior of the Taquila witches? No wonder Alethea was full of vigilance and suspicion.

Fortunately, she still knew that whether what Phyllis said was true or not, she had to send someone to verify it before making a conclusion.

It was not that she did not believe Phyllis. After the break and the escape, everyone who survived was as close as a brother.

She was just worried that Phyllis had been deceived.

After all, this sounded like a dream from the Arabian Nights. No matter how carefully they examined it, it would not be too much.

Thinking of this, Pasha transmitted her consciousness to everyone's mind. "Is His Majesty really willing to let others enter the Dream World? "

"He did say so, but not now," Phyllis explained. "That world has rules that must be followed, just like the real world. Therefore, in order to avoid unnecessary changes, the first batch of people can only enter. They will take on the task of pioneers and lay the foundation for more people to enter the Dream World in the future. "

Pasha was a little relieved. If it was a trap, the more people who stepped into it, the better, so that the pioneers would not have a chance to warn after discovering the flaw.

"What kind of requirements?" "

"Well …" Phyllis hesitated for a moment. "He needs witches who can act fast, sneak in, control, and attack."

"In other words, what he needs are combat witches?" Alethea questioned. "But didn't you say that the power in that world is far above that of the demons? Isn't his request a little too contradictory? " "

"He doesn't want us to fight against the whole world, but …"

"But what? "

"Uh … do some looting in private," Phyllis said with some embarrassment. "Of course, the targets are all unforgivable people."

There was a brief silence.

[Wait a minute, does he think we're hooligans? We are dignified — "Before Alethea could finish her words, her voice was overwhelmed by the noise of the crowd.

"That sounds interesting!"

"Those guys don't have God's Stone of Retaliation, do they? Is there anyone who can block my continuous fireballs! "

"You're making too much noise. What His Majesty needs is silence. My Shadow Flying Dagger is very good."

"You can only shoot for ten steps, so don't talk about strong offensive ability."

"I can cover the whereabouts of my teammates. Let me go!"

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