It seems that after a long time, all kinds of vague but wonderful dreams flashed one after another.

But it seemed that I just slept comfortably, my whole body was warm, and the strange dreams disappeared, and I had never felt so relaxed.

When I woke up, I heard melodious songs in my ears, gentle and pleasant, but quite vague.

The memories of the past slowly emerged in my mind, but the next moment faded away like a bubble. It seemed that everything around me was telling him that going to sleep, going to sleep, this place is the safest.

So Charles fell asleep.

I woke up again, and I don’t know how long it has passed.

There was darkness in front of me, and my thinking was also blurred. The pleasant song full of exotic charm that I had heard in my ears disappeared, and the crisp sounds turned into my ears, as if someone was scheming the iron.

After the meeting, there was a short conversation, using Charles' unimpressed language.

His state is very strange at this moment and he can't think at all, but in the dream, a picture that seems to be true or false appears from his mind.

In the house where the iron furnace was blooming with red light, a handsome man wearing a gray coarse cloth dress was concentrating on holding a hammer and constantly hitting the red sword embryo on the anvil.

Not far away, there was a beautiful woman wearing a neat white long skirt and long black hair. She looked at the man in the room quietly, and subconsciously stroked the raised belly with her left hand.

The clear picture appeared a little and then disappeared suddenly. Shire, who was in a special state, did not remember much about it. At this moment, he probably only discovered a strange problem - the two people who appeared in his mind, their ears were pointed.

Then he fell asleep again.

Then the third awakening, the fourth awakening, the sixth, the seventh…

Every time I wake up, I am in a hazy state, unable to see, but I can see it. I can't hear it clearly, but I seem to hear it clearly.

So much so that the bedrooms decorated with various exquisite classical jewelry are living rooms with silver utensils, neat and orderly wine cellars, the beautiful patterns of the beams and house walls, and the dark forest outside the room flashed in Charle's mind one after another.

Let him understand intermittently what state he is currently in—

He became a baby of a unique race, and was about to be born in this seemingly strange family.

Why is this happening?

This kind of doubt flashed in my mind when I woke up one time. But at the same time, I felt a sense of ease.

What happened at that time?

The power of the phoenix and the power in the body entangled and conflicted with each other. The effect of the shuttle door fragments was activated. The increasingly blurred and dark thoughts continued to silence and eventually completely lost consciousness. Then there was a hazy, long but fleeting dream.

After that, it becomes now.

Inexplicably, Charles knew that he had already escaped all the shadows of the past and was about to begin a new life.

If he is lucky enough to die, he is still alive. So if he wants to get rid of his past destiny, he must start a new destiny, which seems reasonable.

So Shire gradually felt relieved.

Of course, it is impossible to be relieved. He could not think normally for too long at this time, and at the same time he could not make any extraordinary moves, and he could not even feel all his abilities in the past.

Now, there is no other choice except to sleep honestly and then sleep.

...

Time passed slowly, and Charles, who had woken up every now and then, gradually realized that his body was constantly improving, brewing, and developing... At the same time, a unique instinct made him feel inexplicably ready to move.

But this instinct is as intermittent as his whole thoughts, and it is hard to explain. If you want to grasp it, you can basically not touch it. When you are unconscious, your mind will always suddenly arise.

So Shire finally stopped engaging in this, but instead slowly pondered various things in a few short periods of time that he could think about.

For example, how long has it been, and why does it feel like it has been a long time?

For example, what happens to those people, or enemies or friends, after he leaves? For example, where is this?

What do you need to do in the future?

Of course, he said that, but if he wanted to summarize what he had planned during the period before he was born, he could not say it, but he just had a very beautiful impression, that is—

The intermittent singing outside is really nice.

...

A universe

The first era, 320 years.

Arda World, northwestern Middle-earth, Berreander area, South Hermos Forest,

The traveling through Keshale of another world was born in this quiet and peaceful dark forest where the sun was rarely penetrated. At the moment of birth, the light of the candle in the house suddenly flourished and then suddenly disappeared.

This strange situation made Eoer, who was sitting at the head of the bed and holding his wife's hand, stunned for a moment. Then he thought it was because of the candle material, so he turned around and signaled. A hazy shadow floated through the room, and a dim light burst out again.

The light rekindled, and the shadows of trees outside the window penetrated into the bedroom with a faint light, swaying slightly. After the environment returned to normal, Eor turned around and suddenly found that a baby boy was wet but with smooth and wrinkles had already been born on the bed.

Eor looked over and faced the baby's bright, pure dark eyes. He was already quite impatient inside and trembled in his heart, and then he suddenly stood up from the chair with a look of ecstasy.

It was not that painful for the elves to give birth to children, so his wife Arethir was leaning against the head of the bed at this moment, watching her husband slowly pick up the baby with his hands and feet, and a smile appeared on her slightly pale cheeks.

"Do you want to name him now?" she asked.

"No." Eor replied without raising his head, "The name is so important, I need to think carefully."

For the elves who will almost never die of old age, time has no rigorous concept, so if you think about it carefully, it may take many years.

However, such things are normal among the elves. His wife Aritiel just nodded when she heard this.

...

In the Arda world, the elves, especially the higher elves, are naturally much better than the human race, and their will control the body very strongly. This can be clearly discovered during the growth of newborn babies.

The average speed at which a normal elf baby learns to walk and speaks is about one year.

In other words, the elf baby is enough to communicate with his parents and relatives when he is one year old.

However, this process only took Charles a month, and of course no one knows this clearly except Charles.

However, for this, Charles, who is currently lying in a cradle of jasmine fragrance, does not feel any joy, but is quite depressed.

I don’t know where this place is, and I don’t know what happened later. The only impression is that hazy, vague, memory, but it seems like a particularly long dream.

He could not feel any signs of the existence of the shuttle door fragments, nor did he know whether he could still leave this world.

This is full of unpredictability for the revengeful Shire.

Yes, revenge.

Whenever he thought about everything in the past, Charles felt a strong anger in his heart. He would never forget that he was thinking of "arrangement of funerals" at that time, but was bitten hard by a poisonous snake, and he also hated all the stupidity of his past.

He couldn't wait, but unfortunately, what was ahead of him at the moment was not just a problem of the world, his own situation, but also his most important strength, which was also a difficult situation that must be faced.

Thinking of this, the baby suddenly blinked his dark eyes as he stared at the ceiling, and sighed in a complicated mood.

Then he raised his slender arm without any extra fat, and reached out to wave to the narrow shadow on the wooden ceiling that was trembling slightly due to the reflection of the candle light.

I saw the shadow that was originally fixed to the surface of the ceiling suddenly bent and contracted as he waved, and then disappeared from his sight.

But then a light sound came from not far from the cradle, proving one of his only two abilities at the moment.

The candles in the room were extinguished.
Chapter completed!