quicksilver blood

Chapter 189 Pain Residual
Roland suddenly woke up from his dream.

He sat up suddenly from the soft bed, panting heavily.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he immediately groaned in pain, and quickly covered his eyes with his right hand.

In the previous dream, Roland's right eye was mercilessly pierced with an iron pick.The brain was stirred and beaten into mud like tofu.

The unbearable pain still lingered in his mind.

As long as Roland shakes his head a little, he can feel the pain in his head.

There seems to be something wrong with Roland's right eye, which was pierced in the dream.

That's more than just being unable to see clearly.

Just opening his eyes to see the light outside, Roland's right eye became dry and painful, and tears flowed down involuntarily.

Roland's right eye couldn't stop crying, as if sand was blown into his eyes, and as if his eyes were burned by strong light.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, but it didn't help.

After resting for a while, Roland wiped away his tears with the back of his hand.

"...May all glory go to the mentor."

Roland overlapped his hands, placed them on his right eye and chanted softly, and silver-white lines emerged from his hands, sinking into his eyes like small snakes.

Soon, Roland felt a cool feeling in his right eye.The pain also dissipated.

——So, when Roland opened his eyes for the second time unprepared, his right eye was stimulated even more intensely than before.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh..."

It was as if light had turned into a sharp sword and passed through the right eye.Roland only felt severe pain from his right eye.

Compared with the last time and this time, it was as gentle as a flirt between lovers.

Roland's right eye couldn't even be opened this time, and the tears couldn't stop flowing. This time, his left eye was also much wet.

Roland had a sore nose, and kept wiping away the tears he couldn't shed with his hands.

Damn...

Roland was full of resentment.

Why can't the harmless chant be repaired this time?

Isn't it possible to remove the concept of "injury" as long as you spend enough grace?

Roland finally realized the seriousness of the problem at this moment.

If the injury cannot be repaired by chant without injury, there can only be two reasons.

One possibility is that this injury is not as simple as it seems.

For example, piercing the abdomen with an ice pick to crush the spleen and liver.

From the outside, the wound was just a small gap in the lower left abdomen.But it is the fragile internal organs that are actually damaged.

In this case, if you use the divine power that is only enough to heal the small gap to perform the harmless chant, the "injury" of the small wound will naturally not be removed.

Another possibility is that the pain in Roland's right eye is not included in the concept of "injury".

The instructor believes that Roland is still intact.

"Teacher...what exactly is going on..."

Roland murmured.

But at this moment, the door was suddenly opened.

Roland just kept covering his eyes with his hands and turned his head to look at the door with his left eye.

It's Robert.

"Ro..."

As soon as Roland spoke, he realized that because his right eye had been stimulated by a strong light before, not only his nose was sore, but his throat was also choked up.

In order to avoid Robert misunderstanding, Roland immediately shut his mouth.

But looking at Roland, who was looking at the pear blossoms and the rain, Robert still fell into silence.

"Herlan, did you have a nightmare?"

"No……"

Roland just wanted to deny it, but when he uttered a cry, Roland closed his mouth in despair.

... I can't explain it clearly.

"……Feel sorry."

He stood there and looked at Roland, whose face was full of tears and his eyes were wet. He stood there in a daze for a long time, then suddenly came to his senses, apologized in a low voice, and then backed out.

Roland's whole body is not well.

Although I don't know what plot Robert made up, but in short, it must be the kind that would make Roland want to kill him, so Roland didn't pursue it.

"Forget it, that's it."

Roland read softly to himself.

But before he could perform another harmless chant to suppress the pain, he heard the door open again.

This time it's Scott.

His eyes were still so cold, and his voice was slow and had an inexplicable rhythm: "His Royal Highness Anvilia wants to see you."

"……understood."

This time Roland cleared his throat slightly before speaking.

But even so, his voice was a little hoarse.

Fortunately, Scott doesn't care about these details.

He just took two steps forward again, stretched out his hands and handed over something black in a respectful manner.

Scott said softly, "This is the blindfold His Highness gave you."

Roland covered his right eye tightly with his right hand and took the eyepatch with some confusion.He put it on his right eye easily.

Immediately, Roland felt that his right eye was much cooler.

He tried to open his eyes, but his right eye didn't feel pain again except that his field of vision was slightly off.

Very targeted.

How did Anvilia know that there would be a problem with his right eye?
...Wait a minute, she couldn't be the one who saw her dream, right?
Thinking of this, Roland couldn't help but feel nervous.

Roland's dream is not the Farnese world.

In fact, except for the day he blew up the City of Fortune, all his dreams were related to the earth.

But to be honest, even if Anvilia found out that she was a character in the game, Roland would not be too nervous.

After all, until today, Roland is not sure whether he has really traveled to the game world, or whether he has hallucinations because he did not take the medicine on time.

If he had a choice, Roland would rather stay in the Farnes world.

In another world, Roland has nothing to worry about.

Instead of eating haloperidol every day and living in a daze, it would be better to come to Farnes World to live vigorously and lively.

At least here can give Roland something to think about.

In fact, Roland was very grateful to Anvilia.

Although the previous nightmare has brought great trouble to Roland now, it also made Roland understand, or think of something.

Those are memories from my own blank three years.It is an integral part of Roland.

Roland had a hunch that if he could figure out the memories of the past three years, he might be able to solve the mystery about his sister.

After the dream ended, the memories related to the dream emerged in one brain.

As a child of six or seven years old, Roland himself used an iron pliers to kill two thieves, a man and a woman - these vague images still echoed in Roland's mind.

But at the same time, it brought an even bigger mystery to Roland.

Why is he so proficient at killing people at the age of six or seven?
What did you do before that?

Why didn't parents come home so late?
And, Roland's most important point...

...Why, that bed is empty?
Even if Scott didn't know where Roland was coming, Roland had to go find Anvilia.Even if it's just to understand dreams.

Roland's intuition told him.

Anvilia knew far more than she could have imagined.

Whether it's for his own memory or the next plan, Roland must find Anvilia.

...I hope things go well for Old Joseph on the other side.

Roland sighed silently, rolled over from Anvilia's bed, put on his coat, and followed Scott out.

(End of this chapter)