Bumpy sleep.

As if in the darkness, Green felt like he had gone through a long dream. The one qiē in the dream is both real and vague, he sees strangers passing in front of him, but he is motionless as if he is frozen, looking at their indifferent eyes, the deep loneliness wraps Green tightly, making people breathless.

But soon the scene changed again.

It's like a movie montage, Green sees unrelated scenes. He saw the spirited old man, with an army of millions under him, reprimanding something with a majestic face, and the two-handed long sword in his hand showed a strange light in the darkness; He saw a middle-aged man with a heavy momentum stretch out a hand, and his not-so-sharp nails easily cut through the armor that Oliha had just made, and the trembling monsters all bowed to the ground; He saw the three sisters playing happily, and then the older sister was alone in the light and confronted the darkness and was nowhere to be seen, one of the two sisters frantically delving into magic and battling the evil dragons of the darkness above the peaks to slaughter them, and the other gathering an ice storm of the frozen world around her, roaring angrily and trying to make everyone who broke her family apart pay; He saw a beautiful female knight with a heroic posture, with a modest personality and outstanding strength, but after the stars held the moon in front of the people, she repented piously every day, and shed tears of regret for what she had done in the past......

Green was confused in his heart, he didn't know what these were, some people looked familiar, but in a mist of time, Green couldn't see their faces clearly.

Who are you? And who are you? Who are you?

He asked back and forth, but in the end he asked himself.

Who am I?

In a moment, the kingdom of Rhodeland, whose edifice was about to collapse, had been drained of its last drop of blood in the trampling of war. Several of the Ten Heroes from Rodland fell to their knees and wept bitterly, as if bidding farewell to the disintegrated Wangdu.

There was nothing he could do.

In a moment there were tall buildings of steel and concrete, and steel behemoths called automobiles flowed endlessly, and the handsome young man stood opposite him, across the road from him. He desperately shouted for his eldest brother, but the other party just looked at him quietly.

He was exhausted.

The bizarre dream dragged the tired Green forward, and the pictures of unknown meaning flew before his eyes, until the white monster giant claws slapped on the ground, squeezing out a crimson like meat sauce from between his fingers, which made Green suddenly startled.

A qiē turned into fire.

Green saw ordinary creatures, fighting against huge white monsters, and the battle was so fierce that he couldn't imagine it, but surprisingly gave him the right to watch it all.

In the end, as always, the monster fell, and the tiny creatures triumphed through unity and sacrifice.

Then the picture changed, all the prosperity, strife...... All still, in front of Green's eyes, there was only a quiet lakeshore. A white moon is reflected in the water, the lake shore is floating with a light veil, a little starlight swims in the blue sky, and the melodious flute sound blows in the distance, which is beautiful for a while.

Green was stunned, he didn't know where he was or why he was here.

He only saw that in the clear water of the lake, the beautiful woman was like a hibiscus out of the water, and her beautiful purple hair shook a graceful arc in the air, with a little pearl-like droplets, sprinkling a crystalline, mutton fat white jade-like skin in the moonlight, almost reflecting the light of the moon.

Green swallowed.

It was a sight to imagine, and when the woman rose from the water, the lake dripping down her proud, perfect body, Green almost thought that he had seen the goddess, the so-called devil-like angel face, nothing more than that. In the next second, the beautiful girl turned her head sideways and glanced at Grimm.

Do I know her?

Green couldn't help but ask himself, those sly eyes clearly carved an indelible mark on his heart.

He saw the astonishingly beautiful woman come out of the water, her slender and strong thighs back and forth, and the white flowers shook so that Green's eyes were dizzy, until the refreshing fragrance hit the wings of his nose, and Green suddenly realized that she had walked in front of him.

“……”

She leaned down, unconcerned about the spring on her body. In the end, a wisp of naughtiness swept over the cold face, frowning and frowning, but it revealed an irresistible elegance and charm.

Green unconsciously stretched out his hands and hugged the proud figure-

However, suddenly like an earthquake, the whole world was in turmoil again, as if the dream had been withdrawn from his thoughts, the beautiful people disappeared, and the scenery began to collapse. A ray of light broke through the darkness, and then Green's eyelids moved, and his eyes could feel the faint light outside through the thin eyelids.

He woke up.

At that moment, it seemed that the five senses, which had been dormant for a long time, had returned to work, and he first heard the raging waves lapping against the hull of the ship, as if it were some pleasant morning at sea. But he lay on the warm bed and pondered for a moment before he remembered what had happened before.

Green opened his eyes.

Outside the small window for ventilation, the sun on the sea made him squint again.

He remembered that it was the 14th of May, the fourth day of his arrival at the mall. When the ship to Tania arrived last night, he left his hotel room, boarded the ship with his simple luggage, and went to sleep.

Green was so tired.

After the attack on the Dragonlord Triad, he had to go to the Golden Trout Tavern again and join the Pickpockets Federation with Boss Shagenman. Applying to enter the federation is not a strict thing, generally pay a small amount of dues, fill out a form, but under the recommendation of the sweeper to enter the federation, the nature is completely lost, which almost means that Green will take over the work of the old sweeper in the future, it can be said that the future is very promising, so the admission review is extremely strict, Green grinded in the federation for a whole day, only to get rid of a bunch of old hands with the ability to observe words and colors can be called demonic.

――And then the next morning, there was another audit! This time there were fewer people, not seven or eight auditors, just two master thieves - also two sweepers! Green answered their questions carefully, even having to briefly engage one of them, and beware of the other's traps: sometimes one of them would nod and say that the test was good, you can leave, and if Green got up to leave, the other would immediately follow to check Green's vigilance. Green was miserable, but considering that joining the federation was actually a lot of benefits, the teenager could only endure it, and finally finally got an S- assessment, and walked out of the federation's assessment point, and the port of Charcha was already sunset.

After briefly reporting the good news to Shaganman, Green returned to the hotel for a feast and a good night's sleep. In the morning, when they had just dressed together, they followed the instructions of a fisherman to the golden trout and asked him about the rules of the federation. To be honest, Green had always wondered why the old sweeper had introduced him to the federation, and he still hadn't been inspected in any way! This feeling is like walking on the street by yourself, and suddenly a martial arts master pops up, saying that you are a natural martial arts wizard who is amazing, and I want to accept you as an apprentice bulabulabula...... So that Green is still the second monk is confused, and he always suspects that the other party has bad intentions, so he is careful to talk to Shagenman, so it is another day.

With such a high level of vigilance, how could the young man not be tired, probably too tired in his heart, and the depression of his spirit brought him those strange dreams.

Luna was on top, and he didn't understand what he was dreaming about.

All the images flashed through his mind, and Green could clearly remember what he had dreamed of, but he couldn't see anyone's face except one person, the beautiful woman who was naked and honest with him.

"It's a pity that curtain of spring. Dream. ”

Thinking of the fragrant and charming scene, Green only felt that his body was hot and his face was red and his heart was beating, and suddenly a sea breeze blew, Green was shocked, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed, and secretly scolded himself for being, and gently gave himself a mouthful.

Okay, Nima, that's an old thing, you remember the Spring Festival for a moment, right?

But who is to blame? Green is young and vigorous, and he is naturally beautiful in his dreams, which is his control? However, it stands to reason that ordinary young people will always dream of their dreams. People, but who is that peerless demeanor?

Whether it was Green or the teenager, neither of them knew her.

"It's weird......"

Green inhaled the salty air in wonder, and suddenly thought about whether he had fallen into some illusion, and after checking the attribute panel that added the thief class, he found that it was normal, and when he lowered his head, he was embarrassed to see the small tent, so he had to classify it as a young man's strong anger and couldn't hold it back.

He rolled over and decided to go and blow the sea breeze to calm his mind.

Tilting his head, Green saw the little fox curled up in a circle beside his pillow, sleeping soundly, the young man smiled warmly, lay on the side of the bed, stretched out a finger and gently scratched the little white belly of the young beast, the little guy trembled involuntarily, and shrunk himself into a ball of flesh, and the pointed little ears trembled a little sensitively.

Then the next moment, the shaggy tail swept towards Grimm's nose.

"Hahaha, the same trick is useless against Saint Seiya!"

The boy had already prepared, and as soon as the little thing's tailbone moved, Green shrank his head and dodged it, and then laughed. The little fox struck a failed blow, opened his bright black eyes full of moisture, blinked lightly, let out a soft snort of unknown meaning, and then buried his face in a puff of white hair, and did not bother to deal with the boy.

Green wasn't annoyed either.

The little guy doesn't look very petite, but he is very angry when he gets up, Green once got up in the morning and was not bitten by the young beast on the arm, and when he thought of this cute little thing with a mouth of fine little fangs, Green shuddered a little.

That's all good today.

With this in mind, Green carefully climbed out of bed, wrapped the thin quilt around the little one, and put on his coat, pushed open the hatch, and walked out.

At this time, the kung fu is already in the sky.

Green walked up to the deck, and saw that there were already a few passengers standing on the aft deck, mostly men and women traveling together, what the relationship Green didn't dare to say, in short, people hooked up with me - I mean sticky together, Green was not good to stand next to him as a light bulb, so he picked a corner where no one was around, and leaned on the hoarding to look into the distance.

Looking at the endless blue sea, Green couldn't help but think of a famous quote from his past life.

"The sea, it's all water."

And then choking on yourself with nausea.

He thought about the wit of those netizens in his previous life, but his thoughts couldn't help but fall on the great war a year later. If people don't live in war, they have the heart to think about these strange things, but once the war is slaughtered, how much can these so-called culture and art remain? He has seen people who did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives in order to preserve historical treasures in the war, and he admits that the loss of these literary and artistic works that indicate the trend of a generation is indeed an irreparable historical loss, but is human life cheaper than these dead things? Or did they give their lives voluntarily because they thought so?

But what if in the course of history where they did not die, their lives could have made a greater contribution?

There is no solution to this problem......

Green sighed softly, wondering why he had suddenly thought of such a philosophical question, he was not born with a sense of interest in metaphysical things.

But soon someone came to interrupt his thoughts.

"It's a nice day."

Green was beside a man who stood in front of the hoarding and looked out to sea.

Travelers who are alone, sometimes they will talk to the same lonely pedestrians at will, and it doesn't matter if they are close, probably to get rid of loneliness, or in some kind of subconscious, in order to prove that they still have a kind of expression, Green crossed alone, in fact, he has a deep understanding of this, so he did not hesitate to speak, just looked at the sea and nodded, "Yes, rare good weather, this is rare at sea, there must be some lucky guys among us." ”

"Good luck?"

"Well, the ancient navigators believed that luck was very important, so there were such beautiful parts as the bow of the ship, mostly to pray for good weather and good luck."

"So the voyage was very safe?"

"How is it possible," Green smiled dumbly, he shook his head, feeling that the person next to him seemed to lack common sense at sea, out of kindness, he turned his head to look at the strange traveler, ready to vaccinate him, "The sea is not a kind mother, it is more fickle than the most moody girl, the sky is clear at the moment, and the next second may be a torrential rain, not to mention that we are still in the Virginia Inland Sea, and we always have to bear the possibility of being attacked by the sea tribes, we got on the boat, and almost put our lives in the hands of Lord Luna, So, ......"

But when he saw the face of the person next to him, Green couldn't help but widen his eyes, and the next sentence was stuck in his throat and could no longer speak.

Under the bright sun on the sea, the traveler next to Green stood straight, his temples were slightly white, he looked not young, and his angular face had the calmness and vicissitudes of a mature man.

He pursed the corners of his lips, then glanced at Green.

"You really know a lot about the sea."

He paused, his voice mocking.

"Greenfield."