"Hmph... The hypocritical human thought that using this trick could deceive everyone. Tillian's servant also fell and formed an alliance with the undead. No wonder she was so nervous that she had to close the passage just by fighting with Shacili." Looking at the seal on the ground that had been torn off by Roland, the blonde elf said to himself in his usual sarcastic tone.

Before Roland could figure out what he meant, he saw him walking up the moss-filled staircase. The seal remaining on the wooden door immediately weathered, turning into gray powder, and finally dissipated and disappeared.

"What are you going to do when you arrive at Dem?"

"Eh?" Roland, who suddenly realized that the other party was talking to him, seemed a little panicked and could not think of an answer; "It's nothing... I just think this may be related to my forgotten past."

After a moment of silence, Rafa stood up, and his slightly warm palm suddenly covered Roland's forehead.

Feeling that his forehead suddenly became hot, Roland quickly retreated and returned to her previous alert again.

Yes, how could she forget it?

This elf knew her past and was even deeply involved with her lost three years of memory. How could she relax her vigilance?

"Who moved my ban?" The indifferent question revealed his irresistible majesty. Roland's persistence was bit eroded in those red eyes.

"It seems that you have not only lost your memory, but also lost your due respect." Sighing and turning around, ignoring Roland's alert attitude, Rafael walked into the dark old house, and a creepy hissing sounded inside.

The aura of death that was even more strange than the previous Knight of Death was filled with the entire building, and the cold and cold aura came to his face with the bang of the wooden door.

Roland stood outside the door, still hesitating whether to enter such a dark place.

As she spent more and more time in another world, her doubts were not only not resolved, but also more and more.

Why can't she remember the slightest part of how she came to this world?

Why did he easily believe this elf and even go on the road with him?

It's obviously a stranger, why...

The doubts grew bigger and bigger in the heart, and eventually turned into a black hole that devoured people.

"What are you doing while standing outside? Don't you want to know your past?" Rafa's ethereal voice came from the darkness.

"But... there is..." The undead remembered what Meer said before, Roland dared not come forward.

She is just an ordinary person, without magic, and cannot fight against various emergencies in another world. She really dares not, nor can she take risks easily with the fierce spirit that cannot be controlled by her body.

"The undead is right... If you don't dare to face the present calmly, how can you have the courage to accept the memory that has been lost for three years in the future?"

These words seemed like a huge hammer, and they woke Roland up.

Yes, I should have known it long ago.

Since the accident three years ago, I have been no longer the ordinary person I was.

Let's face it, Roland.

You can never go back to the past, don't continue to be an ostrich.

This is a magical world. No matter what hardships and dangers are waiting for you, you must muster up the courage to face them.

Only in this way can you regain your lost memories.

After thinking it through, Roland swept away the gloomy before, strides onto the slippery stairs, and crosses the rotten wooden door.

Walked for a long time in old rotten wooden furniture.

Finally, his eyes that adapted to the darkness found Rafa who took the lead in the room at the end.

His cold eyes were staring at the huge coffin placed in the room, and a strong decay was pouring out from the object covered with spells.

"What's this?"

The first time he saw the coffin full of death, Roland instinctively took a few steps back.

Even if you don't understand what the black gas is, you will know it and must not be contaminated with any of it.

"Uh..." The scream suddenly sounded behind Roland. When she looked back, two men in black fell to the ground in pain, twitching constantly, not only their eyes turned pale, but also foaming at the mouth.

I didn't notice when these two people came in with me at all.

Roland watched the two rolling on the ground in surprise, at a loss and panic.

"Don't worry about them, two ignorant guys. Even if you plead with me, I will not save them. Overestimate yourself and the consequences of the wrong judgment should be borne by yourself." The elf coldly interrupted Roland's request that had not yet had time to make it.

"But..." Looking at the two men who were in pain, Roland could not ignore it after all, they were two living lives.

"No, but! If you want to survive in this world, you must first learn to protect yourself, and cruelty is the first thing you need to learn."

While speaking, one person stopped rolling. The other person was still struggling for the last time, trying to climb out of this room full of decay.

"I know...but...but..." Even though I know that this is the trick to dealing with the world, I just can't ignore it.

Walking forward and helping the man up, letting him pinch his arm violently. Roland endured the pain of almost crushing his hand bones and dragged him to start walking out.

"Hold on, I'll take you away now."

"Cough... you are such a good person..." The man with a completely green face smiled bitterly, pulled out the dagger on his waist and stabbed it suddenly.

Looking at the dagger with cold light, Roland's mind was blank. Apart from the sound of the wind falling from the dagger, there was only the sneer of the elves behind him.

"puff!"

With the sound of sharp weapons piercing into the body, Roland did not feel any pain. She opened her eyes because of fear, but unexpectedly saw the dagger that she thought would stab her in the man's chest.

"You... are a good person, be careful of the great priest, he..." At this point, the man tilted his head and died.

"It turns out that good people will be rewarded..." It seems that it is not surprising that Roland will do this. Rafa's warning again remembered; "I advise you to leave that corpse. In this land of the dead, any death will cause mutation."

Before Roland understood the meaning of this sentence, the first person who died had been shakingly stood up, his face turned pale, and a disgusting green liquid flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and he screamed and rushed towards Roland.

The man who had just died beside him actually raised his equally pale face, and a fishy smell came from his mouth, and he opened his mouth and bit Roland's neck.

In this flash of lightning, Roland screamed in fear and loss.

Suddenly, a scream of piercing the eardrum sounded, and the whole building was lighter.

trembling.
Chapter completed!