I don't know how long it took.

The sun no longer rises in the east and sets in the west, and time is gradually losing its concept.

The surroundings are not set in stone.

Lothar, who had just woken up, picked up a handful of snow from the ground and rubbed it on his face until the snow had melted, and he breathed a sigh of relief—they had been on the road for a long time, and although I don't know how many days it was, it must have been a long time.

Rogeneda looked like she had been awake for some time, standing on the top of the hill and looking into the distance.

Lothar approached, and the scene in front of him was a little blurry because he had seen the snow for a long time: "Where have we been?" ”

Rogneta shook his head: "Do you think this kind of place can I recognize?" ”

She reached out and pointed around.

Those strange-shaped monsters still exist, a strange scene, but in a more distant place, you can faintly see the illusory and distorted sky, like the colorful aurora of the polar regions, they are almost at the end of the world...

Lothar was silent for a moment and said, "The food is running out. ”

The living things that can still be seen in front of them are those very abstract monsters, those things, they don't look like they can be eaten, and even if those things are really edible, they can't afford to provoke them.

"Hehe, maybe I don't need it anymore."

There was a hint of relief on Rogneta's face: "Let's go, Lothar, let's continue on our way!" ”

The two looked at each other without saying a word and continued their journey.

This walk is another unknown amount of time.

The "end of the world", which seems to be not far away, seems to be like a mirror, as if no matter how long you walk, you still can't get the slightest distance.

But it's just as if, after all.

Lothar clearly felt that she was about to leave the world of ghost dragons' memories.

The food has long been depleted, but the closer two people are to the "end of the world", the more illusory the senses, hunger, cold, exhaustion... These are all moving away from them, as if in the end, even they themselves will become nothing.

"We're coming!"

Hearing Rogneta's words, Lothar, who was in a hurry, raised her head a little dazedly.

The illusory canopy in front of him, reflecting the dream-like colorful light, was really close at hand.

He looked at Rogeneda with a slightly stunned expression.

At this time, the Nordic girl's skin was so white that she could even see the blood vessels below, and her whole body had a sense of fluctuation, like a mist that could be blown away by a gust of wind.

"You?"

She pursed her pale lips and chuckled, "I'm supposed to be gone." ”

Lothar was silent.

He didn't know when the girl realized all this.

"Lothar, promise me one thing, okay?"

"You say."

"After you get out... Remember to inquire, I... What happened to Rognieda. ”

"I will, if I can get out."

Rogeneda sighed lightly, knowing that she was just a projection of memory, a person who didn't actually exist at all, and it wasn't a good experience after all.

Lothar hesitated and asked, "Shall we part?" ”

"No, wait."

Rogneda said, embarking on another journey to the end of the world: "I want to try to take a look, to see the outside world. ”

However.

She didn't make it after all.

As she was about to touch the barrier at the end of the world, her body dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

From feet to head.

Faintly, he heard only a slight sigh.

Lothar paused for a moment, whispered "goodbye", and without hesitation, crashed headlong into the barrier at the end of the world.

The warm sunlight shines on the garden planted with various flowers and plants.

There is an enticing fragrance in the air.

Lothar saw a very beautiful woman, with faint fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and a little freckles on her cheeks, and her eyes were full of pampering when she looked at her, like sugar in a honey pot, sweet to the heart.

The woman sits on the swing with herself in her arms.

Daddy Werner, who had never been smiling, stood silently behind the woman, pushing the swing with a gentle smile on his face, which he had not smiled like since Elise's mother died.

"Mother Elise..."

Lothar subconsciously stretched out his hand, he once thought that he was a soul piercing, replacing Lothar.

But then I gradually realized that he was Lothar.

It was only when he awakened his memory that he suppressed the memory of the time he was reborn as Lothar, which made him mistakenly think that he was a soul piercing and replaced the original owner of the fallen horse.

So when he saw this mother who was very gentle in his memory, his eyes couldn't help but become moist.

However, his hand only passed over Elise's mother's body—the sight before him, like a projector, began to scroll, learning Latin with Otto with the teacher; Hunt together on horseback and practice riding skills; Stealing food from the kitchen together...

He saw his father, dressed in a crusader robe, waving his hand and embarking on a journey to the East under the watchful eyes of Elise's mother.

Seeing that Elise's mother, who was getting thinner and thinner due to illness and even began to vomit blood, when her health was slightly better, she sewed his shirt with stitches and threads under the faint light - she was afraid that after she left, there would be no one to sew clothes for her second son, who could not inherit the territory.

He saw that before his mother died, he told Werner's father to keep the jewelry box hidden in the cupboard for himself...

The world is like a mottled old photo, peeled away in the wind.

His memory was also like a layer of dust and became blurred.

In the black-and-white ward, ventilators and monitors make a ticking sound.

A trace of sadness flashed across Lothar's face, and he slowly raised his arm full of needles, looking at the middle-aged woman beside him who was patiently wiping his body, his lips trembled for a long time before he made a subtle call.

"Mom."

His voice was faint.

But the woman who was wiping his body at the bedside looked at it for the first time.

When she saw Lothar's eyes full of tears, she was stunned at first, as if she couldn't believe it, and then shouted at the top of her throat for a long time: "Doctor, doctor, my son is awake!" ”

Lothar tried to invoke the magic power in his body, but in his empty body, how could there be any spirituality, the bloodline of the dragonborn?

What Prajna, Jeanne, Frynn...

What astral spirits, spell models, holy spears...

What a leper king, the lionheart ...

It's just a dying vegetative person after a car accident, and the hysterical thoughts in his mind.

He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "Mom, how long has it been?" ”

Mom's lips trembled, and tears couldn't stop flowing out: "It didn't take long, it didn't take long, Bodhisattva bless, you finally woke up, I knew that every day to worship, the Bodhisattva will definitely manifest, and good people will be rewarded." ”

"Lao Meng, Lao Meng, come in, our son is awake."

Lothar sighed lightly, her mother's face was wrinkled, and her white hair was more, obviously her mother used to love beauty the most, and often told him that even if she became a little old lady, she must be the most fashionable one.

But it seems that it should be to take care of himself, and he has no time to think about these anymore.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

The middle-aged man, who was once tall, but now hunched over his waist and looked old, rushed in quickly.

After seeing himself on the bed with his eyes open, the man's eyes widened and he looked at the woman in disbelief.

"Dad..."

His voice was a little choked, his parents had changed a lot, his father was originally quite exquisite, the strand of stubbornness that covered his forehead before the Mediterranean hairstyle had completely disappeared, the white hair that his temples had to be dyed black every once in a while was also fully revealed, and his lips and chin were full of stubble.

"You've lost a lot of weight."

"Isn't this exercising with your mother every day, running or something, and you will naturally lose weight."

The man quickly calmed down, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face: "Son, you don't think that your father and I have been thinking about tea and food all these years, right?" How is it possible, I have a good life with your mother! ”

Luo Saqiang smiled: "Then I will be relieved." ”

The man sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and touched Lothar's head, as if at this time he was finally sure that everything that happened at this time was real, and his eyes were red: "Anyway, just wake up." ”

He couldn't stop muttering, "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." ”