Chapter 657 Rogge Camp in the Second World!

Also, the beautiful young woman in front of me is not blind, otherwise I would really doubt that someone who believes in the Great Eye must be blind.

"Are you... Great Elder Hagas?"

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of me who greeted me with a smile, I asked uncertainly.

Even before setting off, Akara had nagged me countless times that the leader of the second world alliance, Elder Hagas, did not expect to look so young.

In fact, according to the data, Hagas is not too young, probably in her seventies, not much younger than Akara. However, while she has the status of a great prophet and a great elder, she also has a

As a mercenary-level mage, her lifespan is much longer than that of Akala. It is probably because of this that she looks so young.

"Yes, I am Hagas. It is an honor to meet you. The future star of our alliance, Elder Fan, has heard of your name for a long time."

Hajiasi stretched out her smooth little hand and shook it gently with me, looking very happy.

Oh? Has my reputation actually reached the ears of these people in the second world?

I smiled a little sheepishly, and suddenly remembered a letter from Akara to me, and my elder badge. I quickly took out the letter and badge and handed them to Hagas.

The smile on Hajiasi's face faded, and she took it solemnly. She looked at the elder badge carefully, nodded, and gave it back to me. Then she unfolded Akara's envelope and read it with a solemn expression.

It seemed that she was reading word for word, and after a while, she finished reading the letter, which was not too long, folded it gently, put it back into the sleeves of her nun's uniform, and smiled again.

"Okay, the confirmation has been completed. Please forgive me. This is my personal fault. I am not doubting your identity."

"No, no, Elder Hagas' attitude is admirable."

I bowed slightly and said politely with a smile, and secretly came to a conclusion in my mind. Although Hagas was smiling and seemed to be easy to talk to, when it came to business, she was very serious and serious, and she was never vague about business matters.

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At this time, I had time to look at the layout around me. After a quick glance, I guessed it should be the teleportation array in the basement of the Mages Guild in Camp Rogge, because the layout was very similar to the one in the first world.

It turns out that the World Stone of the first world is connected to here. I thought it was the World Stone of the second world. But if you want to go back to the first world from the second world, you must use the World Stone of the second world.

Teleportation, and the purpose of transmission is the World Stone of the first world, but I know the rules of reverse teleportation.

It is a pity that the World Stone in the third world was decisively damaged by adventurers before it was too late to transport it. It is now under the control of the devil. Otherwise, those seniors would have been able to come back from the third world.

Now, we can only rely on some secret means to communicate with the third world. Maybe there is no way to teleport people back from the third world, but without the World Stone as a medium, the price to pay is too high.

After coming back to her senses, Hagas was still looking at me with a smile, as if she was waiting, and did not interrupt my brief daze. It seemed that either she knew that I had this problem, or she had a particularly good temper.

, of course, when there is no serious matter.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. Let's go out and talk again."

I know a little bit about how busy the chief elder of the camp is. Hagas has the patience to wait, but I don’t have the shame to waste her precious time.

After coming out of the basement under the leadership of Hagas, I finally confirmed that this was indeed Rogge's camp.

The autumn wind blowing on the grassland is the best proof. It is so familiar. For me, who is determined to become a member of the Dark Continent and regards Rogge Camp as my home, it feels like home and tastes like home.

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If I hadn't known that this was indeed the second world, not my own home in Camp Rogge in the first world, I wouldn't have believed that there could be something so similar, and there were three such worlds in total.

Although I have long heard and known about the similarities between the three worlds, only by truly seeing and feeling this wonderful similarity can I be truly shocked and feel the magic of God's creation.

However, winter has already entered the camp in the first world, but the late autumn grassland wind is still blowing here. It seems that the two worlds are slightly different in terms of seasons.

I took a deep breath and looked at the Mage Guild area in front of me. I couldn't hide my surprise, disbelief, and shock after understanding this seemingly similar sight.

"After many adventurers came here, they were like you. This place is really like the Rogge Camp in the first world."

Hagas looked at the shocked look on my face and explained with a nonchalant smile that she had seen too much like this.

"However, this similarity has caused some minor troubles." Then, Hagas' smile became a little sighing and helpless.

Small trouble?

I looked at her curiously, but I didn't intend to ask further, because I couldn't wait to go somewhere now.

"Is Great Elder Hagas a native of the Second World?"

Along the way, I asked casually that I always have a sense of curiosity about the humans living in the second world. What kind of life do they live, and how much trouble the invasion of hell will cause them. Questions like these always arise.

I want to compare them with each other.

I believe that humans in the second world have the same curiosity about us humans living in the first world. After all, without special circumstances, people from the two worlds will never be able to meet each other, let alone because of these meaningless curiosity.

Heart and use the World Stone to satisfy them.

"Yes, I grew up in the camp here, but before becoming an elder, I went to the first world. I was taught by Teacher Akara for a long time in the camp there, and I also traveled in the first world.

It’s been a long time, so I know the people and customs of the first world very well.”

Hagas replied with her gentle smile that never seemed to fade.

So that's it. I didn't expect that Hagas was actually half a disciple of Akara. Akara had never mentioned this to me. I didn't expect that this old fox was quite humble.

Chatting all the way, I soon arrived at my destination.

An empty lawn.

So similar, even the gentle grassy slope and the lush jungle next to it are exactly the same.

They are all familiar, but with a strangeness that is inconsistent with them.

Home is gone. The small white tent that should have been standing here, my home, is gone.

Here, it should be where Velas cultivated the vegetable field, planting a few small patches of ordinary vegetables, and two small areas that Velas specially cultivated to grow momolo, a food whose ecological shape, body and taste are similar to potatoes.

, is also the main ingredient of Veras’ specialty momo noodles.

Villas likes momo noodles very much. Although the taste is not the best, it is very cheap, has a large yield, is adaptable, and is drought-resistant. In a famine year, planting a few acres of momo noodles can ensure that a family of more than ten people will not be destroyed.

Starvation is a staple food for almost all civilians in the grassland.

Although with our family's current conditions, there is absolutely no need to grow momolo, but both Veras and I still like to eat it. Although the color is a bit weird, the taste is really good when made by Veras.

And most importantly, Momo has an unusually important commemorative significance for Vilas and me (Chapter 125).

And here, Vera wired a simple wooden fence and kept several little white sheep in it. Five years have passed. The two little white sheep originally named Fanfan and Lala have grown old and have grandchildren. Now,

There are already more than a dozen Aries, Shasha, Sisi, and Lily, and recently a new one, Linlin, was added. However, Vilas is still thinking about whether to get a Nana. It seems that she has to ask Sister Sharna about this.

Just opinions.

I think back then, the tragic transvestite Fini and I almost roasted the newly born Linlin...

There is also this place where Sarah often practices swordsmanship. Ever since I caught her practicing swordsmanship in the jungle last time, she has obeyed my words and no longer sneaks out to practice alone. When she is free,

On this small piece of grass, they set up a stylish posture.

My little angel Sarah is well-behaved and obedient, and with her petite but perfect figure and appearance, her already extremely neat swordsmanship is even more light and graceful, just like dancing, which is as refreshing as a dance.

The small grassy slope is the territory of the little ghost. He usually sleeps in the room or in the necklace. When the weather is good, the wind is sunny, and the temperature is suitable, he will pull me to lie down on the small grassy slope and sleep together. In short, it is

All kinds of sleep.

Occasionally, Princess Sanwu would take out her tea-making set and sit here, facing the clear sky and rising sun, blowing the warm wind, listening to the birds singing in the forest, and sitting quietly drinking tea until the evening.

I think this little princess Lu Gaoyin might as well change her name to Little Princess Drinking Tea.

Across this small jungle is the small tent of the tragic father Carlos. The relationship between this guy and his daughter Kajie has been up and down recently. Sometimes he can successfully seduce Kajie, who has stars in her eyes, with rose candies.

When you go to your own home, you will be beaten to the ground. Sometimes you will be robbed of candy and then beaten to the ground. In short, it is all kinds of tragedies.

However, now, everything is gone. The tents, vegetable fields, sheep pens, and even the familiar small grass slopes and small jungles have become illusory, and even gave me an illusion, a lie in Belial.

And the illusion caused by the control of the illusory devil, did everything in the past really exist? Or is everything just a dream, a dream that one comforts oneself.

A huge sense of fear and emptiness suddenly enveloped my heart, and even made my legs weak. I knelt on the grass and my whole body was shaking.

"I knew this would happen. It seems like it's really a big trouble for you."

The clear voice of Hajiasi next to me pulled me back from the abyss of despair in time. I raised my head and glanced at her gratefully, but my legs were still weak and I couldn't stand up.

"This is also one of the little troubles I just mentioned." Hagas sighed softly and said.

"Those adventurers who grew up in the Rogge Camp in the first world, after coming here, are almost like you. They will fall into emptiness and hesitation for a long time. The scenery is still the same, as if it was once.

Similar, but my home, my parents, my wife, my children and my friends have all disappeared. The stronger the attachment in my heart, the more emptiness and fear I will feel inside. This is also human nature. I can only blame here and the third place.

The worlds are so similar."

Hajias explained slowly, then squatted down gently and patted my shoulder: "Don't worry, this is not your original home. After getting used to it for a while, you will be able to get rid of this emotion."

I nodded, feeling grateful to Hagas in my heart. Looking at the open space, I suddenly said, "Elder Hagas, can you allow me to set up a small tent here and stay temporarily?"

"Of course, this is your right."

Hajiasi seemed to have known that I would ask this question for a long time, so she couldn't help but smile and answered.

When I bring Willas and the others over in the future, I can set up a warm little home similar to the previous home. I believe this goes without saying. Willas, who has a nostalgic personality, will do the same.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel much better, and I was completely freed from the dreamy and real fear, and even started to plan how to decorate this small home.

For us adventurers, it only takes more than ten minutes to set up a strong tent, so we are not in a hurry. After surveying the surroundings for a while and having some thoughts in our hearts, Hagas and I walked out of the mage side by side.

The guild came to the camp street.
To be continued...