There is no time, no space, no matter, no fluctuations, only endless darkness... No, here, even the concept of darkness itself does not exist. This is the "nothing". I don't know how long it took, a spark suddenly appeared in this "nothing" - Winters regained consciousness.

The first thing he recovered was his hearing: the chaotic surroundings, what sound was it? Then the feeling of touch: he seemed to be lying down, was he on the bed? It seemed to be a very hard bed? Finally, the vision began to recover. Winters felt the light first, and then he opened his eyes hard, but the field of vision was blurry and there was no way to focus.

After retrieving the body's perception, severe pain followed. This pain was not a pain in the normal sense, but was similar to the pain when using magic. The pain did not come from any part of Winters' body, but it was actually tormenting him.

Winters wanted to scream in pain, but he just opened his mouth weakly, and no sound came from his vocal cords. He tried to lift his arm, but there was no feedback. It seemed that he had just restored his body's perception, but he did not restore control of his muscles.

For Winters, it was like a sudden deep sleep. He couldn't even remember when he lost consciousness. There was no memory, no concept of time, and no dream.

In the last moment of memory, he was still putting out a fire in Guitucheng. When he closed his eyes and opened them again, he lost control of his body and lay in a hard bed where he was suffering.

"Wake up! Wake up!" Winters shouted excitedly when he heard someone shouting.

"Who is it? Where am I? What's wrong with me?" Winters's consciousness was still very slow, and thinking became a laborious thing for him. His eyes were still unable to focus, and the field of vision seemed to be full of dark brown colors.

A little warm liquid flowed into his mouth, not water, with a little bitterness, and the swallowing reflex made Winters subconsciously drink the liquid. It turned out that someone slightly helped his upper body and fed him little by little with a spoon. Seeing that Winters could swallow, he continued to feed Winters spoon after spoon.

After feeding, Winters was put back in his original position and kept his lying position. His consciousness began to blur and he soon fell asleep in a drowsy manner.

I closed my eyes again, and opened my eyes again. I still had no memory, no concept of time, and even no dreams.

But when he woke up again, Winters felt that his condition had improved significantly. Although the pain had not disappeared, it was no longer as painful as before, so that it made people want to roll around the ground and become tolerable.

That's right, the last time Winters woke up was "just". He had no sense of the passing of time at all, and he just felt that he had regained consciousness when he closed his eyes.

This time, Winters' eyes were finally able to focus. He carefully identified the environment he was in: the ceiling was very close, and he felt that he could touch it with his hand. The material seemed to be... a wooden board??

His limbs could move, so he quickly put his hand out of the bed and touched it. There was a wall beside him, and the material seemed to be... a wooden board?

Winters could no longer lie down, and sat up as he tried to distinguish the surrounding environment: a cramped and dark wooden room, a lot of ropes, the whole room was swinging regularly... It seemed like he was in the cabin?

What? I was on the boat? Winters was shocked.

"Hey?! Are you awake?" A loud voice came to Winters' ears, and his loud voice made Winters' ears buzz: "Go and report to the general! Someone is awake!"

When Winters heard this iconic loud voice, he could recognize who he was with his ears. Without amplification, he could speak so loudly, and only Winters' fellow villager in the Cavalry Department, and everyone usually calls him Andre.

Winters' own personality is not good, so his friends are very tolerant. Andre's personality is completely made of the same mold as Winters. Both of them are typical violent and violent Venetta people. Similar personalities are often disliked, so although the two are fellow townsmen of the Sea Blue Republic, they are not very close in normal times.

However, for Winters, who had just woken up from a deep coma, Andre's loud voice made him feel a little relieved.

Winters looked around and found that there were several unconscious classmates around him. He was not a bed under him, but a board with something on his boat. He was eager to understand his environment: "Am I on the boat?"

"Yes, it's on the boat." Andre gave a positive answer.

"How could I be on the boat?" Winters was still confused.

"You were carried up. You all fainted and couldn't wake up. Everyone carried you onto the boat." Andrei's understanding of this issue was a bit strange.

"I was asking me...what do we want to do on a boat now?" Winters had no choice but to ask again with an unambiguous question.

"By the boat home, go back to Venetta (Sea Blue)."

"Don't you go back by land?" Winters became even more confused.

"It was said that the road was difficult this year, so I sent a boat to pick us up." After explaining the environment we are in to Winters, Andre asked a strange question: "Do you remember what you did?"

"What did I do?" Winters felt that the problem was inexplicable.

Andre asked tentatively again: "Did you really forget?"

"What do you want me to remember?" Winters was confused now. He struggled to stand up. Andre quickly reached out to support Winters.

"You burn Kyutu City! Burn it! Don't you remember?" Andre's words hit Winters like a shell.

"It's burning? What's burning?" Winters's hair stood up when he heard this, and the last trace of drowsiness in his mind disappeared. He asked in a terrifying manner: "Aren't we putting out the fire? Why did we burn Guitucheng?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Yes, I was originally putting out a fire, and this minister ordered us to demolish the house. Then you spell casters were called away. As soon as you used magic, you summoned a fire storm." Andre didn't realize the impact of what he said on Winters: "After the fire storm appeared, the fire became stronger. The isolation belt was useless, so we all retreated. When we left on the boat, the people were all circulating wildly. It was the magician of the military academy who summoned the fire of hell and burned down the city of Guitu."

"How could it be? We went to put out the fire! What kind of fire storm?" Winters didn't expect things to turn out like this. He suddenly remembered the last scene he had memory: a giant python rose into the sky.

"Tell me, what is that fire storm like?" Winters wanted to know too much now, so he had to ask with the key points first. He stood and said he was too tired, so he sat back on the simple bed.

"I think...it's like a rope that connects the sky and the earth together." Andre tried to use his limited words to describe as much as possible when Winters lost consciousness: "A swirling flame rope...a flaming tornado!"

Andre was very satisfied with the metaphor he had come up with and repeated it again: "A flaming tornado!"

Recalling the last scene he saw, Winters realized that this fire tornado might really have something to do with him... no, it has something to do with all the casters who were present at the time using the Wind Control Technique.

"What's going on in Guitu City now?" Winters was eager to know the consequences of the matter.

"Half of the city has been burned out. If it weren't for heavy rain, I'm afraid the whole city would have burned to white ground." Andrei hesitated and asked his doubts: "Is it really the fire tornado you summoned?"

"I don't know either... I really don't know..." The severe pain hit Winters again, and he curled up and replied in pain. He really didn't know if the fire tornado Andre mentioned had anything to do with the casters.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't care too much." Seeing Winters' painful expression, Andre thought he was guilty of burning Guitu City. Andre hurriedly comforted Winters: "Anyway, it's their territory of the United Provinces, it's burned. It's not our Hailan people's business! Anyway, we're going home."

Andre, who was born in the Aqua Blue Republic, obviously did not empathize with the disaster in the capital of the United Provinces.

Winters is now suffering and can't say it: I didn't admit that I burned it... I just said that I was not sure, and I was really not sure if it had anything to do with the caster... Besides, I didn't put the original fire at all, why did it sound like I became a foregone conclusion?

A rapid collision of military boots and decks came, and two men in officers' uniforms walked into the small cabin. Winters gritted his teeth and stood up and saluted Andre.

"Just wake up!" The two officers in the uniform of the general spoke first. The middle-aged general was tall, tall, and had a carefully-touched mustache on his lips. Even without this uniform, it would be impossible to misunderstand his profession, because the temperament of a soldier in his every move was too obvious.

The general ended the greetings in one sentence, and he asked Winters directly: "I need to ask you something, you must tell the truth. Is it because the Army Officer Academy intentionally causing your coma?"

Winters quickly analyzed the situation. The senior officer was probably the "general" that Andrey just mentioned. He cheered up and answered honestly: "Report to the general, I don't know!"

After hearing Winters' words, the general frowned: "Then say something you know."

Winters recalled the situation that night: "At that time, the instructor gathered all the casters and let us use the Wind Control technique to change the direction of the fire. I only remember that I used the Wind Control technique, and I have no memory of the rest, so I woke up here."

"You said you are all spellcasters, right? It's all, not only the sea blue spellcasters, but also the UEFA spellcasters?" The general keenly grasped the key information he wanted and asked repeatedly.

"That's right, it's all the casters, including the FAW." Winters' impression did concentrate all the casters, and did not deliberately screen who would go or who would not go. Naturally, there were also FAW students.

The general got the answer, but his expression showed that he was very dissatisfied with the answer. He did not continue to ask. Obviously, he had lost interest in Winters: "Okay, I understand, take a good rest, and tell me immediately when I think of something else."

After finishing the conversation perfunctorily, the general turned around and left the cabin.

Winters also vaguely felt a little of the vein: it seemed that the general wanted the United Provincial Military to take responsibility for his coma.

After the general left, he spoke to the officer who came with the general. This was a handsome young man with a smile. Compared with the school officer uniform on him, his face seemed a little too young. His smile had a casual sense of leisure, as if he was saying that he didn't care much about anything.

"Sit, sit, don't stand." The school official waved his hand kindly, signaling Winters to sit down and say.

You are polite to the superior, Winters dared not sit down. He just nodded, but his body did not move.

"Okay, then I'll sit first." The school official didn't show off his airs and sat down on the ground generously, finding a cabin for himself to lean on it comfortably.

Seeing that Winters and Andre still didn't dare to move, he smiled and advised them: "Relax, we are alumni, I am just a senior who is several years older than you, so you don't have to stick to the military rank. You stand, I'm tiring to talk to you."

When Winters and Andre heard that the person in front of him was an alumnus, they let go a little and sat on the ground, but their waists were still straight.

"You are now warrant officers and have entered the rank of officers. We are only a few years away from military service." The two cadets were still a little reserved, but the school officer did not force them. He first introduced himself: "The one who was Brigadier General Leiden, I am Major Moritz. You can call me Moritz, you can call me senior, you can call me major, you can call me. By the way, what are your names?"

"Hello senior! I'm Winters Montagne."

"Hello senior! I'm Andrea Chelini."

The waves and drizzle of rain hit the hull. Amid the sound of wind and rain and waves, the hull shaking rhythmically back and forth like a pendulum. There is only a small half-open ventilation window on the hull to light, and the light in the cabin is very dim.

"Winters, how do you feel now?" Major Moritz asked Andre's question that seemed inconspicuous.

"What?" Winters didn't understand.

"It feels, what you feel now."

Winters knew what Major Moritz was asking: "Pure pain, but still barely tolerate it. The last time I woke up, the pain was simply unbearable."

Winters said in his heart: I feel like I haven't left the casting state. But Major Moritz in front of him did not wear the badge of the Three Five Association, and he is obviously not a spellcaster. So even if Winters told him, he couldn't understand what the casting state was, so Winters chose to describe it in a way that ordinary people could understand.
Chapter completed!