This explanation is quite far-fetched, but Anna and the Book of Changes failed to detect more problems at the moment.

After waking up, he was at a normal level in both body temperature, breathing and pulse. Even Roland himself was very strange. The dizziness came without any warning, as if he was suddenly cut off his consciousness. The road from the North Slope Mountain to the castle was completely blank.

During the inspection, he also learned from the book about the situation after fainting.

Several people heard Anna's cry, but did not witness the scene of him falling. When Roland lost consciousness, Nightingale pulled the two into the fog at the same time. Then Anna came forward to explain that it was just the exclamation when she almost slipped, and then covered the matter without any danger.

As for where His Majesty the King went, everyone was not particularly concerned. After all, Nightingale's strength has been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and it is almost impossible to hurt Roland from her hands. Therefore, as long as she is guarding, Roland does not need to accompany her at all times. Besides, there is no need to inform them of the King of Graycastle's itinerary. If the radio communication test was successful, it is normal for His Majesty to take the lead.

Because of this, only Anna, Shushu and Nightingale were guarding him, and even the other members of the Witch Alliance were unaware of it.

Hearing this, Roland finally felt relieved.

It has to be said that Nightingale made the most correct choice at the critical moment. Now the entire gray castle's affairs are all about him, and there are strong enemies outside that need to be fought against. The upper and lower levels must be highly consistent in order to make a way out in the battle of divine will. If he falls at this time, it will inevitably bring about unstable factors. Even if it is just a short coma, it will make people unable to help speculate on his physical condition.

The best way to deal with this is when it has not happened.

"Thanks to you." Roland smiled at the Nightingale.

However, the latter did not take the opportunity to ask for a few bottles of Chaos drinks as usual, but responded softly, "No, this is nothing... it's fine if you're fine."

After eating the meal delivered to the kitchen, it was just past eight o'clock in the evening.

Roland originally planned to go to the office to modify the design of Tianhuo, but Anna pushed back to bed on the grounds that the patient wanted to have a good rest. He had no choice but to do so, and he canceled his dream trip to the evening. After all, this sudden coma made him feel a little guilty. The tragedy had happened due to long overtime work, so it was not a bad thing to take a rest for a while.

After saying good night, the three of them walked out of the room one by one.

After the door was closed, the room was suddenly covered by night, leaving only the vaguely visible city lights outside the window, illuminating the small piece of glass in the cracks of the curtains.

After about a quarter of an hour, Roland heard a rustling sound.

In this quiet and windless bedroom, the velvet curtain feet swayed slightly.

He turned his head and looked, a black shadow appeared at the window, blocking the only light source. The glimmer of light reflected behind him outlined a thin silver edge to his outline.

This scene makes people feel nostalgic.

Roland sat up and said without surprise, "Can you tell me now, what happened?"

The dark shadow walked to the window and revealed his beautiful curly hair.

The person who came was the Nightingale.

"Do you know I'll come?" She was stunned.

"You are not like this in normal times." Roland smiled and shook his head, took out the luminous magic stone from the bedside table, and put it into the lamp trough. The soft yellow light immediately illuminated the entire room. "Your expression just now was like writing your thoughts on your face."

"That Anna..." Nightingale subconsciously covered her face.

"I guess I should have noticed it too, right? That's why she left me in the bedroom." Roland breathed a sigh of relief, "But since she didn't take the initiative to ask, it was equivalent to acquiescing your judgment on this matter. If you feel that you can't let others know, she shouldn't ask again."

This is undoubtedly a kind of trust.

The nightingale's eyes showed a complex expression.

"I'm very curious to be honest," Roland continued, "I feel comfortable all over, without any discomfort, not a lie made up by deliberately comforting you, but my true feelings. You can clearly hear this, why did you still look full of worry at that time? What are you worried about?"

She lowered her eyelids, "It's not just three people who know that you're in a coma."

"More than three?"

"Nanawa is not in Wudong, and Lily cannot heal the trauma. No one can even determine your condition at that time." Nightingale said slowly, "In a hurry, I thought of someone... Although she was helpless about the specific disease, she could at least make a whole judgment. So I took her into the bedroom without telling it."

"You mean..."

"Momo."

Roland's heart was shocked. This was indeed an extremely appropriate candidate. The life expectancy trend itself could explain many problems. Nightingale was able to clarify her ideas and find the correct way to deal with it in such a chaotic situation. It was undoubtedly much more mature than before. However, thinking of the other party's worries, he vaguely felt that it might not be a good result.

"What did Momo see?"

"…Fourteen," Nightingale whispered after staring at him for a long time, "the number has changed from seventeen to fourteen."

"Has it been shortened... three years?" Roland couldn't help frowning. This was a bit incredible. If the disease worsened, there should be some signs. But he really feels energetic now, let alone the illness.

Nightingale seemed to guess what he thought, "It's not a disease, nor is it fatigue... I have compared the samples of criminals in the mining area, and none of them match you. Reducing three years for several months is obviously not the norm, otherwise the actual time of these four or five years is equivalent to reducing three or four decades. It can only start recently."

It is indeed possible to say this. Roland touched his chin and said, "But I haven't encountered anything special recently..."

"No, there is the same." Nightingale leaned down, "Maybe you didn't notice it yourself, but I know better than anyone else that you have entered the dream world in the past few months. Apart from that, I can't think of any other reason!" She reached out to hold Roland's palm, and her tone also changed a little, "Promise me, don't enter the dream world again, okay?"

So that's it, Roland couldn't help but suddenly realize it. Yes, the biggest change in the past few months is probably the dream world. The key is not the number of entry, but the core of the absorbed natural forces. According to Lan, the dream will continue to expand due to the increase of magic power until it invades the realm of gods. He doesn't know what the consciousness world will eventually become, but he clearly feels the process of self-enrichment of a world.

As the creator closely linked to it, it seems reasonable to have a significant increase in the pressure he has been under.
Chapter completed!