Your Majesty, Your Majesty...Your Majesty?The sound of the diffuse star pulled Roland back from his stunned silence.
Uh... He rubbed his forehead that was tingling. Is only astrologers aware of these things?
All observations were completed by people with star names, and the apprentice and the group of disciples in the arithmetic academy... were not aware of it.The old bachelor kneeled down again.
So that's it, Roland thought to himself, no wonder the moment he entered the door, the astrologers outside looked like they were giving their last words.
If you can think of the rift in your heart, you can naturally think of the possibility that the lord will silence all those who accidentally know the truth in order to maintain the status quo.
After all, in the past, the real purpose of the establishment of astrological associations and the rumors about the Destruction Star were secrets that only the royal heirs were qualified to know.
It is worthy of being a group of people who have lived in the capital for a long time and are very familiar with palace politics. Roland doesn't know whether they should blame their persecution for being too deeply persecuted, or whether they appreciate their loyalty to report truthfully even if they know the possible consequences.
He shook his head helplessly, you guys did a good job.Don't reveal this conclusion for the time being. Keep busy with your work. I'm not talking about stargazing, but a math.It is more important to solve the existing troubles of Wu Winter City than to study what does not exist.
After saying that, he stopped stopping, turned around and pushed open the door and walked out of the attic, leaving only the old scholar who had not yet reacted, stunned.
Back to the castle.Roland ordered in a deep voice.
Compared to his eagerness, he went back a few minutes faster, almost close to trotting.
Do you think what the astrologer said is true?Nightingale, who had been following her, couldn't help but appear and asked.
I don't know...it just suddenly came up with some thoughts, Roland whispered, it was not a red moon but it didn't mean it didn't exist, maybe it was something else...
Something else...thing?
Let's say, a hole.
Because of his preconceived ideas, he had never thought deeply about Red Moon, and his huge size was just because he was close to each other. For example, looking at Jupiter from Io, the latter can occupy almost two-thirds of the sky.
But now I think about it, the ancients called it the moon just because it happened to be round and the light was not dazzling.
If it is really erosion, it can also be square or polygonal.
The nightingale's tone was full of confusion. Are you saying, our sky is cracking?
It may be worse than that, but I have to confirm it first.
How to confirm?
Roland glanced at her and dreamed.
……
Although it was still early, it did not prevent him from entering the dream world. Moreover, this time he did not inform any God-Punishing Witch, and only let the Nightingale guard beside him.
On the day when God’s will appears, when the meeting and agreement are met.
Roland was looking for what the divine will mean, and it was not until this moment that he realized that perhaps the other party was not referring to what happened in the dream, but time in the real world.
If this is true, it means that the person who left the note not only knows the essence of the dream, but also knows that there is a real world outside of it and can accurately sense its changes. This sounds incredible, but when the scattered star scholar said that the red moon did not exist, the confusion and suspicion that had been wandering in his mind before was like being worn together by a lightning light in an instant.
Whether it is the Battle of Divine Will I heard in Prism City or the unsigned Dream Book, I am afraid they are guiding him in this direction.
Uncle, what to eat for breakfast... When he opened the bedroom door, Jieluo was standing in front of the sink, holding a toothbrush in his mouth and asked vaguely.
If you don’t eat, just prepare your own!Roland shouted without looking back.He casually draped a coat from the sofa over his body, and he didn't even have time to wear shoes, so he stepped out of the door on two drag boards.
At this time, there were people coming and going in the streets and alleys, and the fried dough stick stalls and bun shops were surrounded by students and office workers. The sizzling sound of fried rice and shouts were intertwined, forming the noisy and short-lived prosperity of the tube area.
The only exception is Rose Cafe.
From the signboard to the storefront, it looks out of place with the surrounding pavilions, just like a shiny and non-mainstream.
When Roland took out the key and opened the store, he also caught the look of the stall owner opposite him looking at a fool.
He took a deep breath, pushed the door and entered, and headed straight to Private Room No. 302. As for why there is only one private room in the entire store, and the private room is called 302 on the first floor, he deliberately ignored it as an insignificant detail.
Since no emergencies in Winter City have occurred this week, Roland had no time to care about the dream world. Now that he put his hand on the door handle, he felt a little nervous.
As for the question of how the other party could come in before the store door was opened, it was not within his consideration.
If you can reflect words in a champagne glass, you will definitely have incredible power. Not to mention sneaking in quietly, even if you suddenly appear in front of him, there is nothing to be surprised.
Roland took a deep breath and turned the door handle.
The compartment was empty.
The small tofu blocks have no extra decoration except for a low table and four chairs. You can see every corner when you open the door, and there is no place to hide.
He couldn't help feeling a little sad and slowly walked to the table to sit down.
Did you... guess wrong?
Yes, people are not ghosts, how could they move here in an instant? Or wait a little longer.
But more suspicion follows.
Can the person who wrote the note really know that this new cafe that has been opened for less than a month and came to him?What if the other party is also waiting stupidly at the agreed place?
Or maybe the notes are just a prank, thinking that the arrival of divine will in the real world has nothing to do with dreams, but it is actually reasonable.
After all, he has no substantial evidence.
Sure enough, it won't be so easy to know the answer.
Just as Roland stood up and was about to leave the private room, a pleasant wind chime sounded.
Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding...
Welcome Light He was stunned when he was halfway through his words. The God-Punished Witch did not enter his dream with him. Kassia would not have any trouble and came to take care of his coffee shop. Now he is willing to come to drink sky-high coffee, so there shouldn’t be any one!
Roland, who came to his senses, opened the door and looked into the store, and saw a slightly familiar figure appearing at the door of the store.
He had seen each other twice.
A newcomer reception at Prism City.
Once in the reflection church in the old holy city of Hermes.
Only two sides made Roland remember that face deeply.
I didn’t expect you to open a Rose Cafe yourself, but you are still in such a corner.I almost thought you didn't find that note at all.
Lan said.
Uh... He rubbed his forehead that was tingling. Is only astrologers aware of these things?
All observations were completed by people with star names, and the apprentice and the group of disciples in the arithmetic academy... were not aware of it.The old bachelor kneeled down again.
So that's it, Roland thought to himself, no wonder the moment he entered the door, the astrologers outside looked like they were giving their last words.
If you can think of the rift in your heart, you can naturally think of the possibility that the lord will silence all those who accidentally know the truth in order to maintain the status quo.
After all, in the past, the real purpose of the establishment of astrological associations and the rumors about the Destruction Star were secrets that only the royal heirs were qualified to know.
It is worthy of being a group of people who have lived in the capital for a long time and are very familiar with palace politics. Roland doesn't know whether they should blame their persecution for being too deeply persecuted, or whether they appreciate their loyalty to report truthfully even if they know the possible consequences.
He shook his head helplessly, you guys did a good job.Don't reveal this conclusion for the time being. Keep busy with your work. I'm not talking about stargazing, but a math.It is more important to solve the existing troubles of Wu Winter City than to study what does not exist.
After saying that, he stopped stopping, turned around and pushed open the door and walked out of the attic, leaving only the old scholar who had not yet reacted, stunned.
Back to the castle.Roland ordered in a deep voice.
Compared to his eagerness, he went back a few minutes faster, almost close to trotting.
Do you think what the astrologer said is true?Nightingale, who had been following her, couldn't help but appear and asked.
I don't know...it just suddenly came up with some thoughts, Roland whispered, it was not a red moon but it didn't mean it didn't exist, maybe it was something else...
Something else...thing?
Let's say, a hole.
Because of his preconceived ideas, he had never thought deeply about Red Moon, and his huge size was just because he was close to each other. For example, looking at Jupiter from Io, the latter can occupy almost two-thirds of the sky.
But now I think about it, the ancients called it the moon just because it happened to be round and the light was not dazzling.
If it is really erosion, it can also be square or polygonal.
The nightingale's tone was full of confusion. Are you saying, our sky is cracking?
It may be worse than that, but I have to confirm it first.
How to confirm?
Roland glanced at her and dreamed.
……
Although it was still early, it did not prevent him from entering the dream world. Moreover, this time he did not inform any God-Punishing Witch, and only let the Nightingale guard beside him.
On the day when God’s will appears, when the meeting and agreement are met.
Roland was looking for what the divine will mean, and it was not until this moment that he realized that perhaps the other party was not referring to what happened in the dream, but time in the real world.
If this is true, it means that the person who left the note not only knows the essence of the dream, but also knows that there is a real world outside of it and can accurately sense its changes. This sounds incredible, but when the scattered star scholar said that the red moon did not exist, the confusion and suspicion that had been wandering in his mind before was like being worn together by a lightning light in an instant.
Whether it is the Battle of Divine Will I heard in Prism City or the unsigned Dream Book, I am afraid they are guiding him in this direction.
Uncle, what to eat for breakfast... When he opened the bedroom door, Jieluo was standing in front of the sink, holding a toothbrush in his mouth and asked vaguely.
If you don’t eat, just prepare your own!Roland shouted without looking back.He casually draped a coat from the sofa over his body, and he didn't even have time to wear shoes, so he stepped out of the door on two drag boards.
At this time, there were people coming and going in the streets and alleys, and the fried dough stick stalls and bun shops were surrounded by students and office workers. The sizzling sound of fried rice and shouts were intertwined, forming the noisy and short-lived prosperity of the tube area.
The only exception is Rose Cafe.
From the signboard to the storefront, it looks out of place with the surrounding pavilions, just like a shiny and non-mainstream.
When Roland took out the key and opened the store, he also caught the look of the stall owner opposite him looking at a fool.
He took a deep breath, pushed the door and entered, and headed straight to Private Room No. 302. As for why there is only one private room in the entire store, and the private room is called 302 on the first floor, he deliberately ignored it as an insignificant detail.
Since no emergencies in Winter City have occurred this week, Roland had no time to care about the dream world. Now that he put his hand on the door handle, he felt a little nervous.
As for the question of how the other party could come in before the store door was opened, it was not within his consideration.
If you can reflect words in a champagne glass, you will definitely have incredible power. Not to mention sneaking in quietly, even if you suddenly appear in front of him, there is nothing to be surprised.
Roland took a deep breath and turned the door handle.
The compartment was empty.
The small tofu blocks have no extra decoration except for a low table and four chairs. You can see every corner when you open the door, and there is no place to hide.
He couldn't help feeling a little sad and slowly walked to the table to sit down.
Did you... guess wrong?
Yes, people are not ghosts, how could they move here in an instant? Or wait a little longer.
But more suspicion follows.
Can the person who wrote the note really know that this new cafe that has been opened for less than a month and came to him?What if the other party is also waiting stupidly at the agreed place?
Or maybe the notes are just a prank, thinking that the arrival of divine will in the real world has nothing to do with dreams, but it is actually reasonable.
After all, he has no substantial evidence.
Sure enough, it won't be so easy to know the answer.
Just as Roland stood up and was about to leave the private room, a pleasant wind chime sounded.
Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding...
Welcome Light He was stunned when he was halfway through his words. The God-Punished Witch did not enter his dream with him. Kassia would not have any trouble and came to take care of his coffee shop. Now he is willing to come to drink sky-high coffee, so there shouldn’t be any one!
Roland, who came to his senses, opened the door and looked into the store, and saw a slightly familiar figure appearing at the door of the store.
He had seen each other twice.
A newcomer reception at Prism City.
Once in the reflection church in the old holy city of Hermes.
Only two sides made Roland remember that face deeply.
I didn’t expect you to open a Rose Cafe yourself, but you are still in such a corner.I almost thought you didn't find that note at all.
Lan said.
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