Chapter 118 Ch117 The Mysterious Egg
Chapter 118 Ch.117 The mysterious egg
The dense forest is still damp.
The world made of silver seems to be always wet, with fresh dew hanging on it, but never sees the sun all year round.
The fog had faded a lot compared to Roland's previous visits.
It’s revealing more of itself.
To Roland.
Glowing white trees, meandering silver streams washing amethyst-clear pebbles.
Roland was barefoot, and the cold silver water washed over his ankles.
He crossed the creek and came to the familiar dense forest and under the familiar tree canopy.
There was no familiar little figure among the branches and vines carefully carved by an artist.
'Hello! Luo Luolan! ’
No such sound emerged.
Roland slightly twisted the tail ring and raised his head.
Pale flames blew through the woods, blending with the silver.
"Aurora?"
he called softly.
The sound was swallowed up in the mist and failed to travel far.
"Aurora Laura?"
No one answered.
He headed towards the edge of the dense forest and came to the 'wall' where the fog was thickest - the white mist shrouded the path, and even the candlelight in his eyes could not penetrate.
"You feel in danger."
"Your feeling is right."
"You don't need to explore the unknown yet, Roland."
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wrench.
"what."
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I remember, you couldn't come here with me before?
"I can now."
Roland:?
"The goblin left."
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So, what happens?
"She can sense my presence, so I won't appear in front of her."
"She was very rude."
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Why do I feel like you 'know' her?
"You feel wrong."
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No, I mean, if you admit...
"You feel wrong."
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You just said that I feel...
"You feel wrong."
Roland:......
"A person who is too curious will never have enough blood to pump to his lower body."
Although Roland didn't know what the wrench was talking about, he felt that it was a very vicious curse.
"Go back to the white tree, Roland."
it says.
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White tree?
"turn back."
Roland turned back.
"forward."
He moved forward.
"left."
"The second tree."
"stop."
Roland followed the instructions in his eyes and stopped under a certain tree - this was the place where he often stayed.
Sometimes, he would sit under this tree, with Aurora lying on top of his head, or sleeping on his collar or collarbone.
Occasionally she would lie on his belly or chest.
If he lies down to rest.
The two of them often talked nonsense, suddenly fell asleep, and when they woke up, they accused each other of snoring.
What a fun time.
'Aurora...'
Where did it go?
"You don't miss her a little bit, do you?"
"A vicious goblin?"
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She helped me a lot.
"I didn't find that she helped you with anything."
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My path, wrench.
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My path was given to me by her.
"You can find your way without her."
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maybe.
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But, as you put it, I might be able to survive without Yam, without Miss Nina, without Enid.
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So, I don’t have to thank anyone, right?
"...I will protect your friends, am I not?"
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Of course you are.
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I will be with you until I die, my dear.
"…whispering sound."
"Look under your ass, idiot."
"So, a blind man is a blind man."
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Under the butt?
Roland was stunned.
He was half kneeling on the ground, holding on to the tree trunk.
The soft silver needles under the tree showed signs of being turned over.
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There is something in the soil.
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Was it what Aurora left for me?
"Obviously."
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Is it a gift?
"Otherwise it's Su Yue's body?"
Roland:......
There were many times when he wanted to curse.
Roland gently opened the vegetation and pushed away the soil with his fingers.
Maybe it was really left by Aurora.
Because it was buried very shallowly.
yes…
A palm-sized brown wooden box.
There is no lock.
It was engraved with words that he shouldn't understand, but he could.
"Magic Box"
There's more to Raging Flames than just its name.
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"Rare Item: Magic Box (Alien)"
"A storage box made of tree spirit skin and bone."
"It can provide a steady stream of vitality to the things inside."
"Until the magic box is completely useless."
"Note: Please do not put human embryos into it, you will hatch a creature that is definitely not what you want to see."
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Roland gently pushed open the lid of the box.
The ordinary wooden box is filled with silvery soft needle grass.
In the grass nest, stood a milky-white egg.
Just a little smaller than a box.
Next to the egg, there is a small note.
Roland sat down cross-legged.
"Hello, Luo Lanlan!"
written on the note.
Seeing this line of flying words, Roland couldn't help but think of the little lady who jumped around and never rested except when sleeping.
A smile appeared on his face.
"I'm going out for a visit and won't be coming home soon!"
"The egg in the box is my gift to you (it will never hatch into another Aurora!)"
"(It won't hatch another Aurora!)"
"Guess what?"
"You'd never guess it!"
"The magic box will provide her with enough vitality."
"You just have to stay with her every night, look at her, put her next to the pillow and let her feel your breath."
"Talk to her once in a while."
"soon…"
"Or very slowly."
"She will be born!"
"Next time we meet, remember to thank me!"
"——Aurora (or Aurora, Aurora) who likes the little nest on your head."
Roland shook the note and looked at the white egg again.
Lieyan did not give a more specific explanation.
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"Egg (Xenogeneic)"
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Alien eggs…
He can embark on the road to greatness thanks to the help of a goblin.
Now.
He also wants to hatch an alien egg.
He is the Executor of the Inquisition.
This gave Roland the feeling of 'raising a sheep among wolves'.
"When you gouged out Wilson and Chloe's eyes alive and broke their bones to pieces...why didn't you say you were an executive?"
Roland chuckled.
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That's what they deserve.
"This alien doesn't deserve to die."
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I know.
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I will take good care of it.
"Anyway, Father Roland, please take good care of our children."
Roland:......
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I haven't been hungry for you lately, right?
"You've been talking to yourself in the air lately, what qualifications do you have to talk to me?"
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Who made you unable to see the door panel?
"The door panel is..."
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My knight.
"Oh my god, you even gave him a name?!"
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Everyone should have a name.
"...Promise me, Roland."
"Don't name anything again, okay?"
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Look at its sword, does it look like a door panel?
"You look like a door panel to me."
"Change your name, please. I don't want to have any more victims besides me..."
"Gawain."
"My name is Gawain."
"And you! Don't even allow it! Give this egg a name! I'll do it! Do you understand?!"
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The door panel is actually quite...
"It's called Gawain."
"Gawain."
"Even though I can't see you, you might as well be this psycho's fantasy."
"But you have to thank me."
"do you know?"
"If he calls you Menban in the future, you must not agree..."
Roland curled his lips, put the box on his belly, hugged his head, and leaned against the tree trunk.
The fog brings moisture.
The gentle wind blew and he fell asleep quickly.