What is reality and what is illusion? Rock has been hit by this problem and was bruised. He wanted to make a final decision, but he always felt that he was still short of something.

After experiencing the ups and downs of nightmares, I am now facing this familiar bedroom truly, but I can't give him any comfort.

Rock suddenly realized that he was actually a lonely person from beginning to end, but if he wanted to explore this world, it seemed that loneliness was inevitable, so he could only walk forward bravely.

"Do I really belong to this world?"

Ask yourself, Rock couldn't answer this confusion, and of course, he couldn't count on others. This is a matter deep in his heart.

The more you go to get stuck, the more likely you will lose yourself. But your thoughts are an endless ocean. You can appreciate its vastness and scenery, but you never know where the next golden coastline will be.

"Ahem, sir."

The familiar voice brought Rock's thoughts back to reality, and his heart was hit again. Vader, a living person, stood in front of him, and he did not discover the other person until now.

"Am I blind?"

He cursed himself angrily, but Rock's eyes found something unusual on Vader again. Blood was dripping from time to time on the other party's hands. At the same time, he noticed that the bedroom seemed to be much more embarrassed than before, as if it had experienced the baptism of battle.

"What's going on?"

Rock's head was about to explode. How could the bedroom look like this? How could Vader stand here? And what's the reason for his injury?

"Sir, they want to hurt you," explained the weak Vader.

"What the hell are they?" Rock looked puzzled.

"Sir, they were in the bedroom just now, a group of ugly guys. I couldn't kill them, I could only stop them." Vader showed a look of shame on his pale face.

"But why can't I see the traces left by them? There are only the messy bedrooms and the injured you." Rock did not question Vader's intention, but just told the truth.

"Sir, ahem, please believe me, they are really in the bedroom." Vader was obviously a little anxious. He found that he could not give a reasonable explanation for his appearance at the moment.

"Don't be nervous Vader, I believe you, there may be some bad guys living in this house." Rock said comfortingly.

"Is it related to what happened last time sir?" A trace of uneasiness flashed in Vader's eyes.

"It's almost the same. I'm afraid they came for me and happened to be caught by you." Rock nodded slightly and explained simply.

"Sir, it's too dangerous for you to continue living here. I beg you to move to another house for the time being." Vader, who understood, expressed his thoughts.

"Don't worry too much, they are all shameless guys. They are not qualified to hurt me, Vader, do you know when it is now?" Rock rejected the other party's kindness and asked casually.

"It should be evening."

Vader was also a little uncertain. It was already early afternoon when he came to the bedroom. Seeing Rock closed his eyes and resting, he was about to leave, but he found those ugly guys. So he fought and thought that it must have taken a lot of time.

"Vider, you're wrong. It's morning now. You've been in the bedroom for one night." Rock smiled and corrected, but he was shocked. He spent the night with a dream.

"Sir, this is impossible."

Vader was full of surprise. He could not convince himself that he then walked straight to the window, reached out and nervously pulled the curtains, and the rising sun shone in warmly.

"Sir, this." Vader didn't know what to say at this time, and looked depressed.

"It's hard for me to believe it, but that's the truth." Rock said helplessly. He couldn't explain such a strange thing clearly.

"I think everyone should have been worried all night."

After saying that, Rock walked towards the door and gently opened the door.

"Sir, are you okay?" Murdan, who had been waiting outside the door for a whole night, hurriedly walked in.

"I'm fine, you didn't sleep well last night." Rock noticed that there were still a few people in the corridor, but they were all sitting on the ground and napping against the wall.

"Sir, what happened last night? We tried our best to get into this bedroom, but we couldn't walk into this bedroom." Murdan glanced at Vader, his heart full of doubt.

"I worry everyone. I was practicing last night. It was morning after I woke up. You all go to rest." Rock patted the other person on the shoulder, feeling a little disgusted. Last night, Murdan must have been anxious, but he couldn't help it.

"Sir, you're fine, everyone can rest assured. I'll ask the servant to prepare breakfast for you now."

Murdan woke up the servant in the corridor. He did not ask too much about Rock's practice, and the work he explained to everyone naturally fell on him.

"It seems that it will take afternoon to visit Enoke." Rock made a secret decision, and he wanted to give Murdan a rest.

The day was very short, but it was enough to do a lot of things. The construction of Miral town was already on track. With the support of those nobles, the people in the town contributed their own strength.

Miral this morning was busy, everyone was working hard, and this kind of effort was worth it. They would taste it sooner or later, and those nobles who had moved their families did not have this honor.

In this lively construction frenzy, the gangsters had new jobs and became distinctive construction site supervisors. Barrow and Doggs had almost never left here.

There were often voices in the old houses in the bustling areas of the town, and in the bedroom upstairs, Enoch sat in his desk in a lifeless manner.

"Rock, what exactly do you want to do?"

This problem has troubled him all night. On several occasions, Enoch had the idea of ​​killing Rock. He would never allow anyone to hurt Helen, this is his reverse scale.

Without the power of the law enforcement court, Enoke is now a poisonous snake without fangs. He feels annoyed and depressed, but never regrets it.

"Hmph, I'll take a good look at how your visit is different."

Compared to the coldness of the bedroom, the kitchen was much more angry at this time. Helen was learning to make coffee with Linda. She was wearing a clean apron and a scarf wrapped around her head, which looked like that.

"Linda, is the coffee cooked like this?" Helen always plays the role of a good student who is humbly asking for advice. I have to say that she has a talent for learning.

"Yes, can Miss Helen tell me why you should learn to make coffee?" Linda had wanted to ask this question, and the other party made this request to herself early in the morning.

"Linda, listen, I heard from the people in the town that Rock, Master, he will come to visit his house, so." Helen stammered and explained, his cheeks flushed in an instant.

"Oh my goodness!"

Linda's face changed drastically, and she finally understood.

"Miss Helen, what have you heard?"

"I heard the story of the bard. Everyone said that Mr. Rock would come to home today." Helen's face flushed. She was extremely shy, but anyone could see the joy in her eyes.

"Oh, no, how could it become like this, those damn mouths." Linda looked desperate. It seemed that she was going to completely disappoint Enoke. She failed to watch Helen. This was the biggest dereliction of duty.

"Linda, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm fine, Miss Helen."

"Linda tastes the coffee I made."
Chapter completed!