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Chapter five hundred and sixty-two [self](1/2)

Chapter 562 [Original]

The light column is rising up, and the broom is falling.

This night is destined to be an uneasy night.

The vision of Loulan City alarmed countless people. Since midnight, many people have walked out of their homes and walked onto the streets to watch unprecedented wonders.

As the center of the storm, it is naturally impossible to keep calm in the Tulip Family Castle.

Although the elderly housekeeper of the Tulips had received orders for the castle to be temporarily martial law, especially on the top floor, the young Duchess wanted to meet two old friends, so he ordered no one to disturb him.

It is really strange that such an elite family guard and magician were sent out in the middle of the night to make such a big fight just to get a piece of meat pie.

Although this young duchess has always been absurd and unpredictable, this time... the vision in the sky is really a bit scary.

The most important thing is that after the Dukewoman left two guests in the study on the top floor, a vision in the sky happened. Then... the family castle fell into a panic, and the Duke, but...

No appearance!

Such a big thing happened in Loulan City, naturally, it is not something a family steward can control and deal with - even if he is a family veteran, it is not possible.

In Loulan City, the city guards, the family guards, the cavalry regiments (garrison troops, family workshops, etc., people rushed to the family castle to ask the head of the family for instructions. The commander of the city guards asked the Duke to inform him that such a big vision had occurred, whether it was necessary for Loulan City to carry out temporary martial law.

The family's cavalry guards asked for instructions on whether the upcoming military plan would be the same...

Faced with the demands of so many important officials in the family, a housekeeper could not resist it. He did not have the power to issue orders instead of Duke Tulip.

Even the middle-aged nobleman could not suppress such a situation. There were too many things that the Duke needed to make decisions.

Therefore, at dawn, even though Du Weiwei left orders, no one was allowed to enter the study on the top floor of the castle to disturb her meeting with the distinguished guest without her orders.

However, the old housekeeper had to violate such orders.

Headed by middle-aged nobles, together with the commander of the cavalry regiment guarding the castle, the generals of the Loulan City Guards, and two family veterans, they came to the top of the castle together to ask for the Duke.

A group of core tycoons of the Tulips family knocked on the door outside the study for a while, and asked for instructions seven or eight times, but still couldn't get any reaction.

In the end, it was the middle-aged nobleman who finally pushed open the door with great force...

The scene inside the door made the core officials of the Tulip Family standing at the door stunned and looked at each other!

...

Chen Daolin actually always thought he was sleeping.

This is a very wonderful feeling: you have a feeling in your heart, as if you understand that you are in a dream. But you don’t know how this dream will develop, when it will end... or even...

You don't even know when it started.

Many people may have had this experience before.

Chen Daolin felt that he had experienced many things, so many that he almost numb him, so many that he almost completely forgot many things.

In his dream, he seemed to see himself becoming an ordinary soldier. Standing under the flying and bright thorny flags, he charged forward and saw a group of knights wearing strange armor galloping at the front of the battlefield.

They have a very strange name, called...Knights of Saint Laurent.

But the leader of these knights is actually a woman.

A woman with a graceful figure, silver hair and a cold face.

Oh by the way, in the dream, the name of this woman seems to be... Messiah.

...

Chen Daolin saw again that he and many people knelt in the magnificent hall.

Oh by the way. He seemed to remember this hall vaguely. It seemed... not long ago, he had witnessed a coup here with his own eyes, and a younger brother killed his elder brother who was the emperor...

At this moment, the hall seemed familiar and unfamiliar, and many decorations were set up in many different ways. It seemed...

More newer?

Then, the people around them began to cheer, boil and shout.

No, it was not just the people around him, Chen Daolin seemed to be shouting and cheering involuntarily. He seemed to "see" clearly that he was truly filled with joy and excitement, and then he bent his knees to the person who was above him with an almost worship attitude and bowed his head deeply.

Everyone in the hall was kneeling toward that person.

The man stood at the highest point, wearing golden armor, bright red cloak, and... long golden hair.

He seemed to hear the sound of shouting.

Everyone is calling a name together:

Long live His Majesty Aragon!!

Long live the Roland Empire!!

Yes, everyone is kneeling down!

Except for one figure.

A woman standing in the corner, with silver hair, cold face, and cold eyes.

...

He saw his birth, old age, sickness and death, and he became a general, and then slowly grew old in his own manor. Finally, under the setting sun, he recalled his once passionate life... Finally, while the pastor's muttering, he closed his eyes and fell asleep...

...

No, but the dream is not over.

...

He "saw" again, standing on a vast plain as green as jade, surrounded by thousands of heroic troops, riding on war horses, holding a spear in his hand, his whole body trembling with excitement.

Countless soldiers cheered, a middle-aged general with red hair like flames rode his horse past the formation and gently collided with his long sword to the spear in the hands of the soldiers.

He held his sword in one hand and pointed at the sky. The sky in the distance was covered by dark clouds, and a ray of sunlight shone down from the sky, but it seemed to fall on the red-haired general!

At this moment, he seemed to be glowing with golden light all over his body!

"As long as we win this war, the land under our feet will be the eternal territory of the Rollin family! From today on, anyone living on this land will have a brand new and glorious new name! We... are all Rollin people!!"

The general's majestic voice echoed on the battlefield.

The soldiers waved their spears, swords, and beat their shields, roaring almost crazy.

"Rollin!!Rollin!!"

...

Chen Daolin "saw" his army and won the war like a tyrant. He rode his war horse and rushed forward, from the south to the north, and fought to the sea of ​​blood in every battle. But every time, he always followed the red-haired middle-aged general.

Finally, he followed the red-haired general to wipe out the world, and then broke his armor and returned to the field.

He lives in the land that has been renamed "Rolin Plain", with a farm, several houses, a wife who is healthy and likes to laugh, and a few children who like to run and play.

Gradually, he grew old. When one day he wiped his rusty iron sword, he recalled the days when he followed the red-haired general to fight the enemy bravely... a smile hung on his lips.

...

Chen Daolin's dream continues...

...

He "saw" a child with red hair, rushed out of the room in the heavy rain, his young body staggering in the rain, and then knelt in the yard. He raised his fists and shouted and cursed at the sky, his voice full of reluctance.

He "saw" the red-haired boy leaving the city in a carriage and returning to the Rolling Plain.

He "saw" the boy with red hair. He held a candle in his hand, in a study room late at night. He stood in front of an oil painting, smiling strangely on his face.

He "saw" countless soldiers standing in line in front of the majestic palace gate.

And the red-haired boy, with a lonely figure, stood in the middle of the square, looking at the sky with his pale face.

No...no...it seems to be wrong.

Even though it was a dream, Chen Daolin still felt something was wrong.

If you talk about the previous "dreams" you seemed to have "seeed" yourself. Seeing yourself experiencing a period of life, you are experiencing a period of life from the "first perspective".

And now this dream seems to be a pure bystander?

It seems that it is the experience of the teenager with omnipresent eyes, staring at someone, watching the red-haired boy?

But……

Where is me?

Where is myself?

Where am I in this dream?

finally……

At this time, Chen Daolin "saw" a clear scene...

In this scene, I finally have "self" and finally have "first perspective"?

That was on the wall of the palace gate.

The red-haired boy stood beside him.
To be continued...
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