Moor.

In front of me is a wasteland.

The sky was black and full of white sand.

Roland found himself barefoot, wearing only a thin gown.

The wind is blowing.

Although the scenery in front of him was a little oppressive, Roland did not feel cold.

Roland walked alone in the white sand, and at a glance, there was only the black and white of the sky, and the footprints behind him.

His world has never been so quiet.

Roland continued walking, and the wind picked up again.

But it's still a silent world.

Roland saw a crescent moon slowly rising in the black sky, and above the crescent moon, a distinct figure slowly floated down.

It was a woman, it was a familiar face.

The figure quickly floated in front of Roland.

Roland looked at her and said, "Catherine, meet again." ”

Catherine's long hair was blown away by the wind.

She also wore a long white dress.

Catherine looked at Roland with a bitter expression.

Catherine said: "Roland, long time no see, meeting you here means ......"

"What does that mean?" Roland asked rhetorically, but he knew in his heart that he was dead.

Catherine shook her head and didn't say any more, just said slightly apologetically: "I've worked hard for you all these years, and I don't want things to be like this...... But since everything has happened, then I can only be sorry for you. ”

Roland grabbed Catherine's arm and pulled her towards him.

Roland said, "I'm dead, but your son is still alive...... It's a great deal for you...... But what about me? Roland lifted up his shirt and showed Catherine the scars on his body.

Catherine's expression was a little bitter, but she didn't speak.

Roland put Catherine's hand on his right shoulder again and continued, "Do you feel it?" The muscles here are different from other places...... It's been blown up and there's nothing left......"

Catherine struggled to break free of Roland's grasp.

Roland turned his back and said, "All the way in this wasteland, I have been wondering what is the meaning of my nineteen years of life...... When I was younger, I was just stealing to survive, and when I was a little older, I was always bound by your spells, and I was always worried about your son's safety...... Until now, I thought that I could finally break free and start to have a life that is truly mine, and live only for myself...... I didn't expect it, but I was already dead......"

Roland smiled bitterly: "Isn't it enough for you mother and son to toss me?" I've already given my life for it......"

Roland felt someone hug him heavily in the back.

Roland felt wet and cool on his back.

Roland heard Catherine sobbing and heard her say, "I'm sorry...... I don't want to do that either...... But I had to do it again...... Because only you can protect him...... I love him, and I can't bear you...... But when I had to choose, I had to choose my own children......"

Roland broke Catherine's hand and looked back at her.

Roland shook his head: "To this day, nothing can change the status quo, those past days, let them disperse with the wind......"

It's windy again.

Everything will be reduced to dust and dispersed with the wind.

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Hot.

Stuffy.

Roland felt a little hot in his body.

Roland felt so bored that he was about to lose his breath.

Roland felt that he was in a red, dark world, wasn't he already dead?

Roland slowly opened his eyes, and then he saw a bright back appear in front of him.

Snow-white robes.

Snow-white armor.

Golden embroidery.

Long silver-white hair.

He radiated light all over his body, and there was a kind of pride like a god.

Finally, he slowly turned around.

He has a pair of slender hands, and his sword is delicate and slender.

His face ......

His facial features are three-dimensional, and his skin is transparent as if he can radiate light, like a god descending from heaven, which gave Roland a great impact, because that face ......

That face looks exactly like Roland.

Yes, the face is exactly the same as Roland's, but the face is full of pride and indifference.

Roland smiled, it seemed that he was really dead, because he actually saw himself.

But he was clearly not Roland.

Roland doesn't have as smooth long hair as him, nor does he have such a rebellious expression, and he doesn't shine as brightly as he does.

Roland felt someone pat him on the head, and he felt his consciousness suddenly come to his senses.

Roland turned his head to look to the side, only to find a familiar face, staring at him expressionlessly.

"Gray? Why are you here? Are you dead too? Roland asked subconsciously.

"Who died? Do you keep your eyes open and take a good look at where this is?! Gray nudged Roland, then looked impatient.

At this time, Roland noticed that the surrounding environment was very stuffy, a little dark, but faintly red. And on his body, bean-sized sweat droplets rained down, and even flowed into his eyes from his forehead, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Roland instinctively raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, but was surprised to find that his hands were intact. Yes, there was no longer the scar from burning Harry in the darkroom. Roland couldn't help but look down at his body again, only to find that although his body was still in tattered prison clothes, the scars on his body were all gone!

What's going on?

Roland looked up and saw that they were now in a cave. The surroundings were so hot and humid that you could even see steam coming out of the cracks in the ground. There was an uncomfortable smell in the air, something familiar, like the stench of a corpse.

Roland couldn't help but look at Gray. Seeing Roland's dazed look, Gray had no choice but to say helplessly: "We are now in the underground of the arena, that is, where the corpses are disposed of in the arena. After you lost the duel with Rand, according to the rules, the 'corpse' fell here down the pipes of the arena. I came here to pick up your 'corpse' back, but before you could pick up your 'corpse', I met them......" As he spoke, Gray motioned to Roland to look to the right.

Roland only then realized that there were more than just two of them in the cave.

On Roland's right hand side is a beautiful woman who is performing a spell to treat Roland's wounds, and it seems that she is the one who pulled Roland back from the ghost gate.

And near the cave **, Roland actually saw the person who looked exactly like him!

It turns out that everything Roland saw before was not a hallucination!

Roland's eyes widened in astonishment, but somehow he didn't dare to look at the person who looked like him, so he could only stare blankly at the woman in front of him.

The woman glanced at Roland indifferently, and suddenly reached out and patted Roland's cheek.

Although the woman did not make a dead hand and slapped Roland fiercely, the strength of this time was definitely not small, Roland felt that his lips were a little numb, and he couldn't help coughing.

At this moment, Roland can conclude that this woman's strength should not be underestimated. If she had used all her strength, she wouldn't know if her head was still on her neck!

Seeing that Roland regained her senses, the woman stood up expressionlessly, and then said to Gray: "Okay, this kid seems to be fine, you two hurry up and clean up." Gray hurriedly agreed.

Only then did Roland see the woman's appearance clearly, and then an unbelievable expression appeared on his face! Because this woman Roland had actually seen her before, he recognized her at once: this is not the dragon knight who appeared at the ribbon-cutting scene on the day the conning tower of the Holy Court was completed-Sharon!

It's just that a big man like her, why did she appear here and save herself?

When Sharon walked to the exit of the cave and talked to another person who looked exactly like Roland, Roland finally couldn't help but ask Gray what was going on.

Gray sighed and said, "Do you remember what happened before?" ”

What happened before?

Roland was a little surprised, and his mood suddenly became dark again.

Roland certainly remembered.

Roland remembers that he had been impaled in the heart by Rand in the arena.

And then he should be dead.

Seeing that Roland didn't speak, Gray began to say, "The situation that day was very chaotic. When you fall, the king's spirit breaks down. He squatted on the ground and couldn't get up again, but the guards went up and took him off the field. The person in charge of the venue knew that the king could not continue to see your tragic death, so he hastily ordered your body to be disposed of...... You know, the arena, when the dead are killed, they just throw them into the pipes where they dispose of the corpses. I thought that you still had a whole corpse, maybe not dead yet, so I crawled to the bottom of the passage to take a look, and found that there was such a large space under it, it seemed that there was no bottom, and it was hot and full of dried corpses......"

"I know this, when Rand and I were attacked by the undead in the dark tunnel, we once stumbled upon this place......" Roland felt his throat a little dry, and couldn't help licking his lips, remembering the past, his heart began to sour again.

Roland then asked, "What about the two people outside?" What the hell is going on? Why is there a ......?"

"Why is there someone who looks exactly like you?" Gray casually raised an eyebrow, and then said, "To be honest, I was also shocked when I first met him, how can anyone look so much like you?" At that time, I thought that it was so hot and dry down there, like a dryer, and if you were too late, I wouldn't be able to tell which one was you, so I wanted to hurry up and dig you out. Fortunately, these days the city is busy repairing the houses destroyed by demons, and the arena has not been opened much, so there are no dead bodies in the past few days, and it didn't take much effort for me to find you. As a result, I was about to drag you out, and the two of them came, as if they had calculated the time, and their expressions were not surprised at all when they saw you......"

Roland couldn't help but look up at the two people standing at the door of the cave, and couldn't help but start thinking nonsense, and his head became a little confused again. Roland lowered his head and asked Gray softly, "What about that...... The man who was with Sharon ......"

Gray smiled wryly, "The man who looks like you?" I think if you can recognize Sharon as a dragon knight, you should be able to guess who he is...... Able to act with the Dragon Knight, and there is no subordinate relationship between the two, it can only be the same ...... as her"