Chapter 633 (2/2)

Roland felt a deep sense of unease.

Generally speaking, after people woke up from a dream, they would forget its content quickly, and even completely forget it in less a day. But until now, Roland still clearly remembered what had happened in his dream.

“Was the little teenage girl really Zero?”

“But why did she call me uncle?”

“Besides, she could not disguise the shock in her face.”

The more Roland recalled, the more he considered strange.

The city in his dream was absolutely not where he had lived in the past. The school in the TV represented compelling proof of that. The university should be built beside a mountain and was part of a scenic area. Towering buildings were not allowed around the university, but he had seen a gray skyline formed by skyscrapers in the background of the news story that played.

Something was also wrong with the apartment. Those walkways connected side by side, which were the most outdated tube-styled apartments. They were built in the 1970s and 1980s and were ill-adapted to both the busy streets hundreds of meters away and the skyscrapers afar.

Besides, the ink-green anti-theft door and outdated desk fan looked a strange match to the hanging colorful TV. If an owner did not have a special hobby, no one would decorate his own living room like this.

Everything seemed to be real while everything was problematic.

Before disappearing, Zero had hysterically shouted at Roland that she would never let him go. Were her words a curse or a threat to Roland? Did she count on creating such a bad dream to confuse him? After all, it would only be a little bluff if she only made him dream several nightmares.

When Roland was still lost in thought, there were noises behind the door.

A group of witches rushed over to the bedroom and surrounded him. In front of them, Roland felt somewhat embarrassed.

“Ahem… In a word, I’m alright. These days…”

Before Roland finished his words, Lightning jumped onto the bed and hugged his neck.

“Thank God,” Wendy put her hands on her chest and said in an excited tone, “You finally woke up.”

Lily curled her lip and said, “What a troubling guy. You made us worry for such a long time.”

Mystery Moon murmured, “Are you worried about others? This is very rare.”

“Compared to witches, commoners are much more fragile.” Agatha pulled out a Stone of Measuring, watched it before Roland and continued to say, “En, there isn’t any magic reaction, and it seems that you didn’t inherit Zero’s abilities. What can you remember? How about the memories of the Pope.”

Roland felt a little surprised and asked, “Do you know this ability?”

“We’ve held a pure witch of the church captive. We’ve heard of it from her.”

“Re-really? It seems that I didn’t receive her memories.”

“Wait a moment. What if he isn’t the previous Prince Roland. Maybe he’s been dazzled by the memories of over 200 years?” Ashes stood up and asked, “Who can prove that he’s Roland, not Zero?”

“Come on, don’t make trouble. Can you not?” Andrea rolled her eyes at Ashes and said.

“I’m quite sure that he’s His Majesty, Roland.” Nightingale’s voice came from the other side of the bed, but to Roland’s surprise, Nightingale did not appear her usual self.

Then Nana, Scroll, Leaf… Among all the caring voices from the witches, Roland felt warmth all over his body.

The last one was Tilly.

She held Roland’s hand and said with a smile on her face.

“Welcome back, my brother!”