in the name of the queen

Chapter 58 Yes
  Roland let out a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

This was the third time he came to the dreamland, and he had long realized that the dreamland of the sea of ​​flowers was different from ordinary dreams.

In ordinary dreams, the dreamer cannot control his own actions at all, and his actions and will are completely controlled by the dream.

In the dream of the sea of ​​flowers, he not only has a clear consciousness, but can also act independently.

It was difficult for him to regard the elf girl as a dream phantom, and he preferred to regard her as a living being.

Special creatures.

No matter what, it was always a trick, and Roland wanted to repay the elf girl a little.

He smiled and said, "Sif, do you want to hear a story?"

"New story?" The elf girl looked up at Roland, her curiosity aroused.

To be fair, there is a huge gap between Roland's storytelling level and that of the Elf aria poets. Regardless of artistic expression or vocal hard conditions, the difference is at least five levels.

But his story is new.

Similar to people's stereotypes, the elves are stubborn and conservative and do not know how to adapt.

The story of the elves is exciting, but not innovative. For example, love stories are always about you and me under the World Tree, bathing together in front of the Temple of the Moon, and a fruit hanging on the World Tree. You will get tired of listening to it too many times.

Roland's fresh stories greatly satisfied the curiosity of the elf girl.

Looking into her lake-like clear eyes, Roland cleared his throat and got into the mood.

"Today's story is called 'The Queen's wine was still in her cup, Roland shot Carl three times'."

The elf girl didn't speak, she just held her chin, her eyes burning with anticipation.

Her listening attitude made Roland full of energy.

He was actually not sleepy anymore.

The story is very vivid.

Hearing that Carl Vinson was shot three times, the whole crowd was shocked, but Roland stopped talking. The elf girl couldn't help but ask:

"and after?"

"Afterwards, everyone continued drinking and having fun as if nothing happened."

The elf girl frowned lightly and asked softly: "That's not what I'm talking about. Isn't there any extra gain from killing him?"

"Yes, I got a [Knight] professional soul-bound card, soaked in blood."

"Has it been renamed Soul Card now?" Elf Sif's voice was so soft that only she could hear it.

"What did you say?" Roland didn't hear clearly and had to ask directly.

"It's nothing, what are you going to do with the cards?" The passing title was meaningless, and the elf girl didn't want to explain.

It's okay not to mention it, but Roland gets a headache when he mentions it.

Even if you are troubled in reality, why should you continue to be troubled in a dream?

But he still answered truthfully.

"I would like to have them all, but I simply can't."

Elf Sif looked at Roland carefully and sighed, "It's a pity that you really don't have the ability to fuse cards."

Roland was shocked by the hidden message in these words.

Is there anyone who can fuse soul cards?
  Seeing through Roland's surprise, the elf Sif smiled and explained: "Yes, the pure blood of elves, earth spirits and dragons can be fused."

Seeing Roland's slightly disappointed expression, Elf Sif smiled and said:

"Don't be depressed, my memory is solidified in the past. Humans are a new race later, and they may not be as good as the previous high-level races. Even if you can't fuse, you can choose to keep the two cards. Use [Writer] normally, and switch to [Writer] when you need to fight. knight】."

Is this okay?

Roland's eyes lit up.

Before he could speak, Elf Sif nodded calmly.

"It's very simple, just come here." Roland approached the elf girl anxiously.

This was the first time he had been so close.

He sat down opposite the girl, the distance between them was only half a meter.

The blooming flowers in the sea of ​​flowers exude a refreshing fragrance, but the girl does not have the expected fragrance.

Seeing the astonishment flashing in Roland's eyes, Elf Sif's eyes were a little sad.

"Roland, I have experienced three deaths. The first time I died and turned into a spirit body, I was not willing to accept it. When I went to the River Styx, I waited for an opportunity to escape, but I was caught up and killed by the law enforcers of the underworld. The spirit body perished. After that, I was lucky enough to become a spirit. My body escaped into Hell, and I was chased by the Judge of Hell. I continued to escape, and my spirit body was scattered again. After my spirit body was scattered, no one paid attention to me anymore, because this is the most complete death."

"If you want to resurrect me, you must cross the River Styx, pass through Hell, pick up the shattered spiritual body fragments in the deepest part of the Sea of ​​Annihilation, splice them together, and re-give soul and body."

"But this is just a theory. In fact, even the greatest gods can't do it, so I died very cleanly, and my consciousness only exists in your dreams. Death is unfortunate, but compared to the complete disappearance of the tribe, existence is not bad. Lucky."

Elf Sif looked up at Roland and said softly: "Roland, let's make a deal. You give me new stories and I'll exchange them for ancient memories."

Triple death?

Although the elf Sif talks about it lightly, the terms Styx, Hell, and Sea of ​​Annihilation make people shudder just by hearing them.

He felt pity in his heart when he thought of the elf Sif running through these horrific purgatory for survival, but ultimately unable to escape and perish.

He nodded solemnly and accepted the deal.

The elf Sif reached out her hand and pressed it on Roland's forehead, but her fingertips passed through Roland like a shadow.

Their eyes met, unable to conceal their silence.

Perhaps Roland's story made her forget all her troubles, and she actually ignored the fact that there was no entity but consciousness.

Elf Sif retracted her fingertips, looked at Roland, and said slowly: "You can hold two cards at the same time, but the price is double the difficulty of promotion. How do you choose?"

Roland didn't hesitate at all and chose them all.

Although it has no physical body, fortunately, the soul card has no weight, and the elf Sif can control it with consciousness.

Seeing the soul card being skillfully manipulated by the elf, and thinking of her triple death, Roland thought to himself, what kind of strong person would the elf Sif be if she were alive?
  He couldn't imagine it.

However, such a strong person cannot escape the constraints of life and death.

The water in this world is much deeper than he imagined.

According to the request of Elf Sif, Roland closed his eyes, stretched his limbs, and his soul sank into the sea of ​​consciousness in his brain.

Roland was a little surprised when Elf Sif manipulated the card to fall.

So simple?
  Elf Sif inserted the second card at the moment when the main card entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

Isn't this a card BUG?
  Roland thought silently, as long as his hand speed was fast enough, could he still insert the third card?

As if feeling Roland's thoughts, Elf Sif smiled and said: "The third card can indeed be inserted, but the burden is too heavy. The price of having two cards is that the difficulty of promotion is doubled, and the subsequent difficulty increases exponentially. , three cards are four times, four cards are eight times.”

After reminding Roland about the precautions for using dual cards, Elf Sif stopped talking and silently closed her eyes.

The breeze blows, the sea of ​​flowers ripples, and the fragrance hits your face.

Roland knew that this was a tactful way of seeing off guests.

After expressing his gratitude to the elf Sif, he turned and left the dreamland.

Looking at Roland's disappearing back, Elf Sif's eyes gradually became lonely.

If there is hope of life, who would want to die?

But she didn't stand a chance.

Roland's appearance brought a bright color to her dark world.

It’s actually quite good to hear fresh stories.

The chapter of the old era has ended long ago, and returning to yesterday is just a dream.

She wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

(End of this chapter)