Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster

After placing his hand on the girl's forehead for a while, Rogge withdrew his hand and frowned.

Because the real body did not come, he could only try to find the perceived "soul" by touching it, so that he could communicate.

But strangely, after touching the body, Rogge did not feel any soul.

In other words, it was just a shell.

"The soul does not remain in the body?"

"Then..."

He took the dagger back from the cold hand of the girl's body.

However, at the moment the dagger was taken out.

The girl's body began to dissipate rapidly, and finally turned into a ball of ash and dissipated in the air.

"..."

Did I do something bad?

After a moment of silence, Rogge's eyes fell on the dagger in his hand.

This is a peculiarly shaped dagger, which is bright and shiny light orange as a whole, just like a flame.

And it is worth mentioning that there is no trace of blood on this dagger.

After a brief observation, Rogge quickly communicated with the power of the spirit candle and slowly injected it into the dagger...

After a while.

Rogge opened his eyes.

That soul was in the dagger.

However, she was in a sleeping state now.

But it didn't matter, the power of the spirit candle could wake her up.

Soon, a wisp of azure spirit candle power attached to and wrapped the strange dagger with the body of the candle spirit as the medium, and injected it into it.

Not long after, the pure white soul power floated out of the strange dagger, outlining the figure of a girl in a long robe in front of her.

She opened her eyes, looked around blankly, and then her eyes fell on Rogge's candle spirit body.

Rogge also looked at her at this time.

The four looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, Rogge took the lead in manipulating the candle spirit body to break the silence: "Who are you?"

The girl frowned and shook her head slightly when she heard the words, obviously not understanding what Rogge was saying.

But then, she put her hands together in front of her chest, gently clasped them together, bowed slightly and nodded to Rogge.

After a moment, she opened her mouth and said something, but Rogge didn't hear a single sound.

... Is she a mute?

Rogge frowned.

But soon, he suddenly realized that he could understand the words of people in this world because the spirit candle was "translating".

If he wanted them to understand his intentions, he could just use the power of the spirit candle to convey them.

Thinking of this, Rogge focused on the dagger in the hand of the candle spirit body, and poured the power of the spirit candle and his own questions into it to convey them.

"Who are you?"

This time, the girl in front of him was startled, and seemed to understand.

She tried to speak again, and Rogge did not cut off the connection with the dagger this time.

Finally, Rogge heard the first sentence from a normal person in this world.

"Hello, my name is Nonia."

Nonia's voice was cold, but her tone was quite gentle.

"You...are you a knight from Guraid?"

She seemed to recognize the garrison captain's armor on the body of the candle spirit.

Rogge did not choose to answer this.

Although he finally met the first normal person who could communicate, he did not get carried away by it.

He was still wary of the girl in front of him: "Where are you from? How can the soul be preserved, and why does this island appear here?"

Hearing this, Nonia's eyes became confused for a moment.

After a moment of silence, she said: "Sorry, I...seem to have forgotten a lot."

Amnesia...

Rogge had a headache, he was still hoping to get more information from the girl in front of him.

"Then what do you remember?"

Nonia heard this and began to try to recall: "I remember...Guraid Empire, Eternal Altar, Primordial Fire and...looking for the Lord of Fire."

Guraid Empire, Eternal Altar, Primordial Fire, Lord of Fire...

There are quite a few keywords, it's okay, it seems that she has not forgotten them all.

"Tell me one by one."

Rogge nodded and said.

But Nonia on the other side paused for a moment and shook her head gently, saying apologetically: "Please forgive my rudeness, but... Mr. Knight, if you don't want to tell me your name, can you tell me the current time?"

Time...

How do I know...

"I don't know what time it is now, but if you want to know, I can tell you my name." Rogge shook his head.

Hearing this, Nonia's eyes flashed with disappointment, but she still said politely: "I'm honored."

"My name is Rogge."

Rogge nodded slightly.

After some probing, he initially confirmed that Nonia in front of him was not a threat and he was in a soul state.

He could establish initial trust to get more information from her.

"Mr. Rogge." Nonia saluted again.

"This world seems to have been shattered, in terms of space."

"So, you and I are now on such fragments."

"The dark border swallows everything and blocks my steps, and you and this isolated island came from the border and merged here."

After saying that, Rogge pointed outside through the broken gap of the prayer chapel.

From this, the two of them could see that in the dark night, there was a dark border that isolated everything.

"Is the world...broken..." Hearing this, Nonia was a little lost and muttered to herself.

It seems that before she died, the world might be complete...

Rogge thought and also asked: "Do you know that this world will be broken?"

After hearing this, Nonia tried hard to remember, but finally gave up, shook her head and said no more.

Seeing this, Rogge could only change the direction and continue to ask: "When you died, the world was not broken yet, right?"

"Yes..." Nonia came back to her senses: "It seems that the salary master did not show up..."

Her tone dropped.

"What is a salary master?"

Roger asked.

"The Destined One of the Primeval Fire, the only hope to save the world."

Nonia directly told everything she knew this time, but her heavy heart could still be seen from the look in her eyes.

The world is broken, and naturally there is no hope of salvation.

It seemed that although her memory was somewhat lacking, the matter of finding the salary master was engraved in her mind.

"So, you committed suicide in this chapel in search of the paymaster?"

Roger asked.

"I did come here to find the paymaster, but..." Speaking of this, Nonia shook her head: "I did not commit suicide."

Not suicide?

Is that homicide?

Roger was confused.

But Nonia quickly answered his doubts. She raised her hand and pointed at the strange dagger in Rogge's hand.

"It killed me, but it also preserved my soul..."

Speaking of this, Nonia's eyes flashed a little complicated.

When Rogge heard this, he couldn't help but look at the dagger in his hand.

In Lingzhu's perception, in addition to Nonia's soul, this dagger does seem to have some strange remnants of power.

But, it's just a trace.

Just like water flowing through a path but being cut off, it can be felt but cannot be touched again.

"So, what are the Primordial Fire and the Eternal Altar? And what about the Graad Empire?"

Rogge looked at her and asked.

"Primordial Fire is the legendary source of all fires of life and the pillar of the world..."

As Nonia spoke, she suddenly seemed to realize something, and looked at Rogge in front of her in a daze.

"Mr. Rogge...since the world is broken, the original fire should have been extinguished long ago, then why...why do you still exist?"

"..."

You don’t need to be that smart, maybe it won’t be too late to discover this after you finish talking...

"have no idea."

"If you knew, why would I ask you these questions?"

"You should be able to tell that I don't belong to this world."

Rogge shook his head and said, there is nothing to hide about the language barrier.

Nonia fell silent, as if she was remembering something or thinking of something. After thinking for a moment, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

"Mr. Rogge, I know a lot. I can tell you everything I know, but the premise is that I have a request."

"What's the request?" Rogge asked.

"I wish you could give me some credit... just a little bit."

After Nonia finished speaking, she looked at him quietly.

"..."

Roger said nothing.

As he expected, Nonia in front of him was obviously not stupid. She was keenly aware of Rogge's wariness and distrust.

But in fact, if she behaved more foolishly, Rogge might have withdrawn his guard a little bit...

but……

After all, the other party is the first "person" Rogge has met in this world who can communicate with him.

So, after thinking for a moment, he made a decision.

"good."

Roger nodded.

After that, he controlled the body of the candle spirit to take off the helmet, revealing his face, and placed it on the decaying chair beside him.

However, it seemed that it was too old. As soon as the helmet was put down, the chair could not support it and broke with a crash.

"..."

After taking one look, Rogge silently withdrew his gaze.

He was planning to sit down just now...fortunately.

"You look very handsome, Mr. Rogge."

Seemingly happy with Roger taking off his helmet, Nonia also smiled.

"Thanks for the compliment, but let's get down to business."

"What is the Eternal Altar?"

After Rogge politely thanked him, he brought the topic back again.

"It is an ancient sect, the keepers of the primordial fire in all impressions of life."

"Guardian...then it should be extinct now?" Rogge thought thoughtfully.

"Maybe..." At this point, Nonia's eyes became more heavy.

Then, she also anticipated Rogge's next question and said directly without waiting for him to ask:

"As for the Gulade Empire... this is a country born in a barren land on the edge of the world, but their emperor Herzaken Gulade led the country to become powerful and conquered one region after another... "

Rogge nodded and took out a dagger: "I have one last question."

"Do you know the origin of 'extinguished'?"

Nonia carefully observed the dagger and recalled it, then shook her head to express that she did not know clearly.

It seems that she has forgotten things that are not particularly important...

"Okay, then did you remember anything else?" Rogge put away the dagger.

To this, Nonia nodded: "I did remember some, and I have a guess, but I may need to verify it..."

Rogge was a little confused: "What guess?"

Hearing this, Nonia looked at him, her lips moved, and she spoke softly.

"You...maybe you are the salary master."

I am the salary master?

The player's salary master is more like...

Rogge frowned, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"...Why do you say that?"

"It's just a guess." Nonia smiled: "So it still needs to be verified."

"...It's up to you."

Rogge shook his head and didn't care about it. After looking at the time in the forum, his eyes flashed with contemplation again.

After making a decision, he looked at Nonia and spoke.

"Your original body is gone, I can give you a new one."

"Or, you can stay in the dagger."

Nonia was a little surprised: "You can create a body to accommodate my soul?"

Rogge nodded: "But you only have the right to use it, not the ownership."

"Right to use... interesting words, I understand." Nonia smiled, and then politely said: "Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Rogge."

"At the same time... thank you for your trust."

Trust...

Rogge laughed in his heart when he heard it.

The body of the candle spirit is completely under his control. If she is not a stronger existence than the candle spirit, there is no way to escape his constraints.

Of course, as long as she is really fine, then this constraint will naturally not exist.

Alas...

When did I become so scheming...

Rogge suddenly felt a little tired.

He finally met a normal-looking person, but he had to be on guard because of this strange world everywhere...

"You're welcome, let's go."

Rogge quickly brought her to the candle spirit.

Then, he used wax oil to create a female candle spirit body again, and the body shape was naturally created based on her original appearance.

Soon, a candle spirit with a sluggish gaze and a cloth wrapped around her chest appeared in front of Rogge.

Then, Rogge put her soul in.

Her pupils gradually focused, and finally had a human look.

Rogge handed her a set of clothes, and then turned his back.

Nonia quickly put on her clothes and thanked Rogge.

Then, she crossed her hands, placed them in front of her, and stood quietly aside.

It seemed that she knew that Rogge did not explain these ideas to her, so she was very quiet and did not ask.

Rogge handed her the strange dagger in his hand and pointed to the spiritual candle beside him: "Touching the candlelight can restore your physical strength."

"You stay here first. If you remember anything important, touch the candlelight and call my name."

"Finally... be careful of the monsters on the island. They have no reason and only the instinct to attack life."

After that, Rogge controlled the candle spirit body and walked out.

Nonia stood beside the spiritual candle, watching Rogge's back as he left, and suddenly called him.

"Mr. Rogge."

"If you need me, please speak up."

Rogge paused, but did not turn around, just nodded slightly.

Then he walked out of the prayer chapel.

After pausing for a moment, he did not see the gray-clothed attacker before.

Even the power of the spiritual candle could not be sensed.

It seemed to have completely disappeared and did not revive.

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