After the book retreated, only him and Anna were left in the office.
Roland spread out a half-written textbook and planned to finish it. He picked up the quill, but he didn't fall behind.
He found that he would always look at Anna unconsciously, as if his vision was attracted by her figure.
What's wrong?The latter also noticed his gaze, put down the parts in his hand, raised his head and asked with a smile.
No, nothing.Roland shook his head gently. If you find it boring to stay here, let's go to the North Po Hill backyard.
She pursed her lips, "It's not boring at all. I can also complete the work at hand here. The most important thing is that as long as you accompany me, it's the same everywhere."
Only she can take this kind of shy words for granted.
Um.Roland responded with a smile and did not hold on.
He knew that Anna would not say anything against her will.
As the first witch to meet in this world, Roland has known that the other party's nature is mostly quiet and calm, especially when she is focused on doing things.
But he didn't feel bored at all. Silence was also a kind of communication for both of them.
Especially the occasional eye contact has undoubtedly revealed the meaning of each other's desire to express.
Roland simply put down the quill and admired the other person's serious appearance with peace of mind.
Her silhouette is a beautiful landscape at any time. The flax-colored hair ends have grown a lot, almost covering her fair neck, and her blue eyes are still as clear as a lake.
A fluffy light yellow sweater is put on the body, coupled with comfortable black velvet straight-leg pants, making it look youthful and lively.
This modern outfit is naturally made by him.
In order to work in the office, Anna has cut the metal ingots that have been accurately adjusted into a palm-sized cube, and then she only needs to ask someone to transport it to the castle and then process it with black fire.
Seeing the pieces of metal ingots quickly turned into full-page parts under the black fire, Roland couldn't help but secretly admire that in a sense, the skills and processing levels she showed were no different from the same art.
And these seemingly inconspicuous small parts will eventually be sent to the factory and become a crucial part of many machinery or weapons.
It was not easy to do this. He knew that the length and width of the black fire were controlled by magic, and summoning multiple black fires to cut from different angles is more difficult than allowing the left and right hands to write different content at the same time. The degree of spiritual cohesion is extremely high.
I'm afraid only Anna can do it with such serious personality.
Everything has undoubtedly changed a lot compared to the girl who first practiced controlling the flames in the castle garden, and it seems that nothing has changed.
In this way, the day passed quickly.
As night fell, Roland fell asleep in his arms, holding Anna, and the other world had just woken up.
……
He yawned and turned his head to look at the desk calendar on the low cabinet beside the bed.
Time is pointing to Saturday, October 14.
Although the time in the dream world passes much faster than the real world, he does not enter this world every night.As long as you don’t dream, the time here will be still.
When I walked into the living room, breakfast was already set on the dining table.
Why did you get up so late today?Jieluo asked while chewing the fried dough sticks.
It’s time for holidays, adults have a lot of nightlife, so sleeping in normally. He walked into the bathroom and picked up a cup and toothbrush. Are you going to go out later?
If I don’t go out, I want to do my homework!The little girl replied, then muttered as if she was talking to herself, "What kind of nightlife, I obviously went back earlier than me, but I could tell at a glance that she was the kind of frustrated uncle who had no friends and no career... The voice was not loud, but he happened to hear it. It was obviously the other party's intention.
Roland almost choked by mouthwash. It was already too much to call him uncle before, but now he has become an uncle?
He looked in the mirror and found that his appearance was not much different from the real world. No matter how you look, he was twenty-three or four years old. Even if the vest and shorts were a little shabby, it wouldn't be that bad.
It can only be attributed to the poor vision of the children.
He decided not to worry about a yellow-haired girl, so he would help me open the door later. I would go out and I wouldn't bring my keys.
I know!
By the time he finished washing up, Jieluo had already finished breakfast and returned to his room.
Roland sat slowly at the dining table, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.
Today is the day he agreed to meet with Kassia.
After several months of tossing, the professional textbooks and materials that can be purchased have been basically collected and piled up in his bedroom. After that, just copy them, but the plan to explore the memory fragments hit a wall.
No resident in the Soul Tower is willing to rent a house easily. So far, it has only succeeded twice, and the clips in the Memory Gate are not valuable content.
When he thought that this building had more than 2,000 households, it would be difficult to provide such a large amount of funds by selling armor alone. After all, he could not sell armor as real antique goods. The possibility of attracting the attention of the police is no less than the chance of him rushing into someone else's home and forcibly searching.
After thinking about it, there are only two reliable ways: either increase the source of income or expand the reputation.
If you can be famous in the Tongzi neighborhood like Kassia, it will be much more convenient whether you rent or persuade people to move out; or if you earn enough money, it is also a good way to buy the entire Tongzi building.
No matter which point it is, the most likely method to achieve at present is to join the Martial Arts Association.
I heard from Garcia that as long as I participate in the mission of hunting the fallen demons, I will receive a generous reward. If the powerful martial artists are willing to appear on stage, the association will fully support it.
But when she mentioned the reward, she looked a little disdainful, as if what they did was to protect humans from the fallen demons, not for money.
Roland expressed admiration for this move and asked in detail about the specific remuneration rules.
He was not very happy to work for this kind of responsibility and dedication, but his behavior was somewhat similar to the plotter behind the scenes to work in a weird organization, let alone doing nothing.
If he hadn't tried for several months, his exploration progress had been minimal, he would not have decided to join the Martial Arts Association.
At about ten o'clock, he put on a formal outfit and went out. Although the agreed location was room 0827, he had to submit a formal application to the association, so naturally he could not be too casual.
But before he could take two steps, a tender scream suddenly came from behind.
It was sent by Jieluo.
Roland was stunned for a moment. As soon as he turned around, he saw the little girl running out of the apartment with a panic look on her face.
What's wrong, there are rats?
There was suddenly one more person in the house, the house!Jieluo said stutteringly at the door.
people?Roland frowned, returned to the door of 0825 and looked at it, and was stunned.
I saw a strange woman in the middle of the living room that was clearly empty a minute ago.
Roland spread out a half-written textbook and planned to finish it. He picked up the quill, but he didn't fall behind.
He found that he would always look at Anna unconsciously, as if his vision was attracted by her figure.
What's wrong?The latter also noticed his gaze, put down the parts in his hand, raised his head and asked with a smile.
No, nothing.Roland shook his head gently. If you find it boring to stay here, let's go to the North Po Hill backyard.
She pursed her lips, "It's not boring at all. I can also complete the work at hand here. The most important thing is that as long as you accompany me, it's the same everywhere."
Only she can take this kind of shy words for granted.
Um.Roland responded with a smile and did not hold on.
He knew that Anna would not say anything against her will.
As the first witch to meet in this world, Roland has known that the other party's nature is mostly quiet and calm, especially when she is focused on doing things.
But he didn't feel bored at all. Silence was also a kind of communication for both of them.
Especially the occasional eye contact has undoubtedly revealed the meaning of each other's desire to express.
Roland simply put down the quill and admired the other person's serious appearance with peace of mind.
Her silhouette is a beautiful landscape at any time. The flax-colored hair ends have grown a lot, almost covering her fair neck, and her blue eyes are still as clear as a lake.
A fluffy light yellow sweater is put on the body, coupled with comfortable black velvet straight-leg pants, making it look youthful and lively.
This modern outfit is naturally made by him.
In order to work in the office, Anna has cut the metal ingots that have been accurately adjusted into a palm-sized cube, and then she only needs to ask someone to transport it to the castle and then process it with black fire.
Seeing the pieces of metal ingots quickly turned into full-page parts under the black fire, Roland couldn't help but secretly admire that in a sense, the skills and processing levels she showed were no different from the same art.
And these seemingly inconspicuous small parts will eventually be sent to the factory and become a crucial part of many machinery or weapons.
It was not easy to do this. He knew that the length and width of the black fire were controlled by magic, and summoning multiple black fires to cut from different angles is more difficult than allowing the left and right hands to write different content at the same time. The degree of spiritual cohesion is extremely high.
I'm afraid only Anna can do it with such serious personality.
Everything has undoubtedly changed a lot compared to the girl who first practiced controlling the flames in the castle garden, and it seems that nothing has changed.
In this way, the day passed quickly.
As night fell, Roland fell asleep in his arms, holding Anna, and the other world had just woken up.
……
He yawned and turned his head to look at the desk calendar on the low cabinet beside the bed.
Time is pointing to Saturday, October 14.
Although the time in the dream world passes much faster than the real world, he does not enter this world every night.As long as you don’t dream, the time here will be still.
When I walked into the living room, breakfast was already set on the dining table.
Why did you get up so late today?Jieluo asked while chewing the fried dough sticks.
It’s time for holidays, adults have a lot of nightlife, so sleeping in normally. He walked into the bathroom and picked up a cup and toothbrush. Are you going to go out later?
If I don’t go out, I want to do my homework!The little girl replied, then muttered as if she was talking to herself, "What kind of nightlife, I obviously went back earlier than me, but I could tell at a glance that she was the kind of frustrated uncle who had no friends and no career... The voice was not loud, but he happened to hear it. It was obviously the other party's intention.
Roland almost choked by mouthwash. It was already too much to call him uncle before, but now he has become an uncle?
He looked in the mirror and found that his appearance was not much different from the real world. No matter how you look, he was twenty-three or four years old. Even if the vest and shorts were a little shabby, it wouldn't be that bad.
It can only be attributed to the poor vision of the children.
He decided not to worry about a yellow-haired girl, so he would help me open the door later. I would go out and I wouldn't bring my keys.
I know!
By the time he finished washing up, Jieluo had already finished breakfast and returned to his room.
Roland sat slowly at the dining table, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.
Today is the day he agreed to meet with Kassia.
After several months of tossing, the professional textbooks and materials that can be purchased have been basically collected and piled up in his bedroom. After that, just copy them, but the plan to explore the memory fragments hit a wall.
No resident in the Soul Tower is willing to rent a house easily. So far, it has only succeeded twice, and the clips in the Memory Gate are not valuable content.
When he thought that this building had more than 2,000 households, it would be difficult to provide such a large amount of funds by selling armor alone. After all, he could not sell armor as real antique goods. The possibility of attracting the attention of the police is no less than the chance of him rushing into someone else's home and forcibly searching.
After thinking about it, there are only two reliable ways: either increase the source of income or expand the reputation.
If you can be famous in the Tongzi neighborhood like Kassia, it will be much more convenient whether you rent or persuade people to move out; or if you earn enough money, it is also a good way to buy the entire Tongzi building.
No matter which point it is, the most likely method to achieve at present is to join the Martial Arts Association.
I heard from Garcia that as long as I participate in the mission of hunting the fallen demons, I will receive a generous reward. If the powerful martial artists are willing to appear on stage, the association will fully support it.
But when she mentioned the reward, she looked a little disdainful, as if what they did was to protect humans from the fallen demons, not for money.
Roland expressed admiration for this move and asked in detail about the specific remuneration rules.
He was not very happy to work for this kind of responsibility and dedication, but his behavior was somewhat similar to the plotter behind the scenes to work in a weird organization, let alone doing nothing.
If he hadn't tried for several months, his exploration progress had been minimal, he would not have decided to join the Martial Arts Association.
At about ten o'clock, he put on a formal outfit and went out. Although the agreed location was room 0827, he had to submit a formal application to the association, so naturally he could not be too casual.
But before he could take two steps, a tender scream suddenly came from behind.
It was sent by Jieluo.
Roland was stunned for a moment. As soon as he turned around, he saw the little girl running out of the apartment with a panic look on her face.
What's wrong, there are rats?
There was suddenly one more person in the house, the house!Jieluo said stutteringly at the door.
people?Roland frowned, returned to the door of 0825 and looked at it, and was stunned.
I saw a strange woman in the middle of the living room that was clearly empty a minute ago.
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