Trying to move the body, the numb nerves took a long time to pass the commands issued by the brain to the limbs.

He moved on the cold ground with difficulty. Not long after crawling, Roland suddenly felt empty under him. Before he could shout, his whole body suddenly fell.

Falling from the narrow corridor, Roland supported her body and with the help of the faint light, she saw clearly that the place she was now was no longer the room with huge coffins in the past, but a wider and larger space.

Humid, cold, and turbid air. With the sound of dripping water from time to time and the hard and rough walls, Roland could almost conclude that the place she was now was an underground molten hole.

Looking around, the ground was filled with undecayed corpses and completely ossified human remains. In this area full of death, there were no creatures except itself.

Roland covered his head, his slow thinking was completely unable to adapt to the sudden situation.

Rafa...

Didn't you come to help me?

Why……

Recalling the ruthlessly hurting himself, Roland suddenly felt a lot of grievances in his mind.

The first thing I saw when I came to another world was him. He was also the one who said he wanted to help me find my memories, and he was still the one who drove everyone close to me... Now, he is still the one who hurts me.

I don't understand why...

What you said you told me to believe you is only bone-loving pain and heart-wrenching pain.

With his back against the cold and hard lime-like rock wall, Roland tried hard to recall everything that happened after he came to another world.

From setting up with Rafa, to meeting the Knight Izhak, then being forcibly taken to the Elf Temple, and then being arranged to Dem City. Each one is not from her own wishes.

No...I can't continue like this anymore.

I want to find the memories I have lost and can't be led by others anymore.

No matter how helpless or difficult it is, I can no longer rely on others.

This is not my world, the only thing I can rely on is myself.

There is nothing to lose, Roland.

No relatives, no memories.

There is no time to cry or self-moaning, so don’t think about how to return to the earth. I must regain my memory lost in this world to get rid of the things that have been entangled with me.

Whether it is Rafa or Yader, as long as I find my memory, I can know their true identity and purpose.

All the mystery will be solved.

"bump!!"

Just as Roland had just made the decision to be self-reliant, another heavy object fell from the passage she fell.

"puff!"

The splashing blood splattered, and the rapid gasps sounded in the empty cave.

"You...living?" In the darkness, Roland couldn't help but move forward.

Finally, when she got closer, she saw clearly that the person who fell from above was like herself.

A strong middle-aged man, wearing golden armor, his pale face was covered with pain. His legs had been cut off, and thick blood was pouring out of the wound.

Grabbing Roland's hand, the man trembled and handed out a blood-soaked leather scroll.

"No matter who you are, for Tillian's sake, please hand this thing over to the Holy Capital... the Great Hall... cough cough..." Seeing blood flowing out from the corners of his mouth, Roland knew very well that this man would not live long.

The blood hole in his chest was the fatal key. Even without other wounds, he would not be able to survive. The large amount of blood lost was already taking his life.

He was still hesitating whether to agree to the other party's request, but someone suddenly pushed away.

"Let's go... This is the lich's corpse hidden place, go quickly!!" As the man shouted softly, there were quite a few sounds coming from all around. The corpses and skeletons that were originally lying on the ground got up after smelling the smell of blood and howled and rushed over.

"I know my request may be too much, and it may even bring you unexpected trouble, but... please be sure to give this scroll to His Majesty the Emperor." Covering his chest, the man's eyes made Roland unable to refuse.

"But what do you do..." Looking at the more and more undead around, Roland pulled out the only weapon that could defend himself, but found that the sword had broken at some point.

"Ha... It seems that I didn't choose the wrong person..." A smile rose at the corner of my mouth, and the man turned around and faced the undead who had surrounded him alone.

"The goddess of kindness, the goddess of life. Burn my fire of life and give the most intense punishment to the unclean ones. Undead, retreat, let this place of darkness temporarily transform into a holy land for the devout ones..." Holding his blood-stained hands, the soft white light gradually lit up with his murmur.

The darkness faded, and in the light, Roland saw the appearance of the person in front of him clearly.

Paleness could not hide the firmness on his face, and blood could not cover the indomitableness that emanated from his body. The deep contour contained breadth and peace, and warmth oozed out from the light emitted from him, replacing the cold that filled the entire cave.

The undead that was constantly approaching gradually became rigid under the illumination of this light and eventually turned into a hard stone.

One, two, light yellow daisies emerge from the black soil, giving off a slight faint fragrance.

Following the yellow flowers, fresh and tender vines also broke out from the ground, covering the gray rock wall with the green of life.

The physical discomfort and pain all dissipated. Roland looked around in surprise. Unconsciously, this vast cave became a paradise filled with the breath of life. The previous undead and dark aura disappeared without a trace.

"What's going on?" He hurriedly turned his head and just wanted to ask clearly, but he saw that the man who cast this spell had turned into dust with the weather and drifted in the miracle he had created with his life.

"The Realm of Life..." This noun suddenly appeared in her mind. In a trance, Roland seemed to be influenced by the incomplete memories in her mind, and seemed to have witnessed similar scenes before.

Looking down at the blood-stained scroll in his hand, Roland was silent for a moment, and finally trembled his hands and untied the yellow string on it. A letter without magic and secrets was tightly wrapped in it. The sloppy handwriting on it showed that the writer had completed it in a hurry in a very panic situation.

[Dear Your Majesty, I have to tell you a regretful news. The Golden City of Dem has not escaped the clutches of the Lich. Their black hands exuding a rotten aura have eroded the local church. The great priest secretly colluded with the leader of the Death to transform Baroso into the cultivation ground for the undead army. Just wait for the Paladin Izhak to take away the elite troops to wipe out the rebellion in remote counties and provinces, the Lich and the Rebels will provoke their plans that they have been secretly plotting for several years. By then, unprecedented turmoil will occur in the entire Luolian.

The disaster caused by the changes is expanding. The temple and the priests cannot listen to the guidance from the gods. The leader of death is precisely the opportunity to try to trigger a new round of conflict between the church, the empire and the night elves.

Ain's daughter has been incited to escape from the Glory City. When she arrives at the Holy Empire, the assassins sent by the Empire will also launch an assassin against the Goddess of the Dark Night. In this way, not only will arouse new civil strife in the empire, but it will also ignite the fire of the war. The tragedy of the battle of Kanamara will reappear again...

His Majesty the Emperor, Cardol failed your commission and failed to complete the surveillance task. After the lich discovered my identity, he could only hand over this conspiracy that had been lurking for many years to the devout temple warrior Musi. Even if he gave up his life, he would definitely hand over this letter that condensed his last hope and countless lives to you...

May the sun shine on the earth forever.

——Your loyal Cardol]

war.

die.

These thoughts kept flashing in Roland's consciousness. She held the scroll in her hand tightly, looked at the daisy under her feet, and slowly closed her eyes.

The bloody war and death scenes rose in my mind one by one.

No... The world has just settled down and everyone has just gotten rid of the shadow of the war. Don't start a war, Moya, Rafa... Please, for the sake of those ordinary people and creatures.

The cry in memory once again overwhelmed all consciousness, and Roland turned and walked towards the dark passage where the cold wind blew.

Since she has been entrusted by others, she can only send this letter of life-protecting letter to the Holy Capital.

Although Yitzhak and Rafa both said that it would be dangerous for me to go, how could I watch the war break out?

If this letter can save countless lives, I am very happy to take risks.

Looking back at the small place full of flowers of life, I left my sigh in this cave where life has disappeared.

Musi, I will complete your entrustment on my behalf.

Rest in peace...
Chapter completed!