Is that true?

That's it.

Robin comforted himself.

But I vaguely feel that her words are strange.

But what did Weiwen want her body to do?

Robin's eyes were full of doubts and fears.

"Then I was like falling into a long dream, oh, no, just a dream without dreams, and I can't feel anything. The feeling of a brain crash."

Rowling said this and looked at Robin affectionately, "Until you woke me up just now."

Robin quickly stood up, not wanting to listen to the terrible words behind her anymore.

"You wait for me first, I have something to do, come back soon."

After Robin finished speaking, he walked out quickly and then slammed into the door.

Until then, the black-straight sister raised her eyebrows and started to laugh.

"Oh, I originally wanted to tell the story of Sleeping Beauty."

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"So Vivan is not dead?" Robin made a sound in surprise.

The light outside shines through the transparent windows, illuminating the room suddenly.

In front of Robin, the commander of the Frost Fortress, one of the four kingdom's horsemen, Grand Duke Rosalind, known as the Thunder Knight, was holding up a tin long-mouth pot and pouring a cup of hot black tea into his cup.

"Thanks."

Robin's eyes fell calmly into the wooden teacup.

Tea leaves are rolled.

A pleasant scent drifts out.

The tea is slightly red, just like the color of Rosalind's hair.

She was wearing a short linen dress, and her reddish-brown hair was tied randomly into a thick whip and placed on her right shoulder.

As agreed, Robin had a conversation with her.

So now Robin came to Rosalind's room and sat quietly and smoothly on the wooden chair.

There was a faint fragrance emitting around it.

Robin couldn't tell whether it was the taste of old wooden furniture or it came from Rosa Lind himself.

Or maybe the windowsill is filled with flowers that cannot be named.

Every table and chair here is extremely simple, but the owner's meticulousness is everywhere.

A shiny tin pot.

Wooden tea cup carved with the tree of life.

Wooden chair with knitted blanket.

Along with the neatly and beautiful flowers outside, the love of this civilian grandfather for life is everywhere.

"It seems," Rosalind sighed and said regretfully, "her body turned into flowing water and merged into the ground, probably gone."

When she frowned, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were outlined deeply.

But it's still good-looking.

"And..." Rosalind wanted to speak but stopped.

"What?" Robin asked.

"In legend, the three forbidden spell masters of the Blasphemers have reached the highest level of magic. Their bodies are no longer humans and cannot kill them in normal ways. They can only be through-

seal."

"Seal?" Robin took a breath of air conditioning.

"Yes." Rosa Lind nodded, "But I just heard that no one has actually killed them after all.

Specifically, you go to Haoyue City to find the great magician Ruiwen. She is the most powerful mage in the kingdom. I think she will know more about it."

"OK."

Robin lost his mind, and the scene of last night's battle appeared in his mind—

The two halves of his body, which were split by Kai's sword, finally recovered as before.

Perhaps on the other hand, what Rosalind said.

At the same time, Robin silently wrote down the name [Raven].

If she was really as powerful as the Thunder Knight said, she might be able to answer his doubts-

About that summoning array.

And whether to send my sister back to the present world.

"By the way, your sister is okay?" Rosalind sat next to him and asked with concern.

"Yeah, it's okay." Robin shook his head, his eyes lost.

Or, it was the biggest thing she had here...

"There is one thing that I can't figure out," Robin looked ahead with a dull look, "What does Weiwen want my sister's body to do?"

"This is really strange." Rosalind frowned. "It's inconspicuous about your sister's arrival and Weiwen's borrowing of her body."

She handed the teapot in her hand to Robin and filled his cup.

“But, I always believed a little—

All coincidences are carefully arranged.

Life is no accident."

Robin was slightly stunned, his eyes blurred.

It's like a heartstring is gently tugging deep in my heart.

The ripples are shaking.

All coincidences are carefully arranged.

No accident in life?

"Mr. Rosalind called him back from his thoughts.

A gentle smile appeared on the other person's face, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes revealed affection.

"You are brave. Thank you for everything you did for the Frost Fortress last night."

"You are so polite." Robin responded happily.

If the responsibility of the God Society is to nurture life, then it cannot ignore the extinction of life and refuse to save it when you die.

in addition--

Robin believes that the real strong ones are brave enough to protect the weak.

This is what Kay taught him before.

When he became the chosen one, he was destined to carry the hope of everyone.

If he abandoned these people last night, they can abandon him in the future.

This is not the result Robin wants.

But speaking of this, until now.

Whenever he recalled the battle last night, he still couldn't stop trembling all over.

Excited and scared.

"I believe that you will become a good messenger in the future." Rosalind's voice rang in his ears.

"Thank you." Robin opened his mouth, "I hope so."

He suddenly remembered the purpose of this conversation, so he turned to Rosalinde, "By the way, Lord Grand Duke, what are you going to say when you call me here?"
Chapter completed!