Andalos.

In the evening, the sun set.

In the castle, the light in wesselis's bedroom was dim, and the corridor was very quiet.

He returned to andalos a few days ago to deal with some things. In the evening, he returned to his room to find a document.

However, I accidentally found that the one placed on the table in my bedroom didn't look like, as if it was different from the past.

"Huh?"

The red clouds outside the window lengthened his figure, and wesselis made a confused voice.

"This is..."

Then he reached out and picked up the small stone carving from the table, and gently wiped the floating dust off the surface with his fingers.

In addition to this stone carving, there was also a long invisible copper mirror and a rusty bronze candlestick on the table of wesselis, which were left after Jillian was removed.

After absorbing the black fog attached to their surface, wesselis didn't find any other special place, so he didn't care too much. He kept it on his desk and left it in the castle of andalos.

Recently, he returned to andalos and lived for a few days before he found their abnormality.

These things, once brought out by Gillian from the varelian ruins, emit a thin layer of fog.

Wesselis took a sip, and then choked and coughed. It was obvious that the fog was not good for human health, and the sea of smoke wrapped around the varelian ruins was full of such thick fog.

Then wesselis thought of all kinds of rumors that rums had recently collected from the public.

The sailors who came and went to pantos were sure that the area of the Yanhai sea was expanding and constantly devouring passing ships.

His former employer was engulfed in a sea of smoke and never came out again.

He also knew so and so, which can also confirm his view. Toros and Elia, two cities adjacent to the ruins of Valeria, are full of people discussing this matter.

The locals are terrified, claiming that varelia's wronged soul has been resurrected and are looking for revenge everywhere.

At the beginning, wesselis always listened to it as a joke.

Because according to his memory, he didn't remember that such things had happened. Although the progress of the world was ahead of schedule, there was nothing out of nothing.

"Is it really a rumor?"

However, after careful consideration, wesselis felt that the matter did not seem to be groundless.

This matter has been rumored for a long time.

Wesselis is not the first time to hear such a story, but now it has been noticed by more people and officially fermented.

Valeria's ghost?

Wesselis did not know the true face of the end of the world and the wrath of the gods.

But can a shattered continent and a destroyed civilization still stir up any waves?

He felt that the sudden riots at the varelian ruins should have something to do with his own black fog.

After all, if there is something out of nothing, then his black fog should be the biggest feature that distinguishes him from others.

And this kind of black fog has not appeared in the memory of previous life.

of course.

Wesselis is also a thoughtful person. He didn't doubt whether there might be something wrong with his memory.

Some things can be remembered, some things can not be remembered.

Or he was wesselis, but an unknown existence injected the predicted track and a false memory about his previous life into his body.

So he changed from wesselis to 'wesselis'. As far as he knows, the old God and the Red God seem to have such abilities.

However, the silver haired young people did not sink too much in self doubt, otherwise they would have gone crazy before they had solved the answer.

After all, shuttling to the world has changed the progress of the world. The gods have not interfered, perhaps they have not noticed.

Black fog accompanied him, and he had been luring wesselis to explore the ruins of varelia.

"There must be an answer."

Wesselis murmured slightly, holding a statue of the faceless Unicorn goddess in his hand.

Then he put the stone statue in his hand back on the table, and then found the big box that once stored the dragon eggs, and put it in with the bronze mirror, candlestick and broken urn found with it.

Snap——

Then he closed the lid and added several more layers of locks to prevent them from making any more moths.

And wesselis didn't like people to turn their heads and look at themselves when he was sleeping, neither did the statue.

After all these things were done, wesselis sat in bed and thought a little longer.

Then he stood up and paced back and forth in the room for a while, and finally decided to go to the ruins of varelia in person after all the things at hand were finished recently.

"You can't put it off any longer."

There has been a terrible riot in the ruins of varelia. God knows what it will look like if it drags on.

The escaping fog swallowed up the world?

What's more, the center of the problem is himself. Others can not worry, and wesselis must be vigilant.

Now his territory is thousands of miles away from the ruins of varelia. It is unrealistic to lead troops to attack the ruins of varelia. Wesselis can only ride the dragon and explore it first.

Although there are many dangers in the ruins of varelia, wesselis has the help of bellerian.

In addition, he can no longer be regarded as a mortal and has mastered several extraordinary means. Even if he really meets any danger, he can save it. There is nothing to worry about.

"Take advantage of Robert's showdown with the ghost..."

Although it is still unclear, when he gradually straightens out his thoughts, wesselis already knows what to do next.

Not long ago, wesselis found that the customized fittings made by master tob have been made.

It can make wesselis more comfortable sitting on the dragon's back, and it won't make bellerian uncomfortable.

After all, except humans, no creature likes to put too many things on their body. They still prefer to run naked.

Master Toby and wesselis talked about jandley for a long time.

He really wanted to teach the child the art of pressing the bottom of the box, but he didn't expect that the child was scared away by the blood sacrifice and ran to be a guard.

Today, master tob doesn't have to carry a hammer to make iron. He has become an official of craftsmen in the kingdom.

This is a new post established by wesselis, although it is not qualified to attend the former royal Parliament.

But in the future, wesselis hopes to promote this process.

Now he is the former prime minister, the captain of the imperial forest iron guard, the Minister of finance, the Minister of maritime affairs, the Minister of justice, the bachelor and the king.