The wandering merchant said he had no way to explain and spread his hands, "What does this have to do with Godwin? Everyone knows that he is the number one lackey of the Golden Tree Dynasty, the son of the Eternal Queen Marika. I heard that he recently killed the Goddess of Corruption. Do you think this kind of person can tolerate everything? It is better to trust His Highness Michaela, at least he has always been peaceful. " "But Godwin also made peace with Gu Long. This man is very special." "Shapolili" asked casually, "Do you think that Godwin will become the next King of Elden?" "We are just the King of the Golden Tree, but we are still being persecuted. If only His Highness Michaela could become king, maybe we could be redeemed." The wandering merchant complained. “Why pray for others’ salvation? There is a fire in the world that can change the world. If that Golden Godwin also seeks to change the world, he will become the Giver of Flame. " Chapolili said something incomprehensible, and the wandering merchant shook his head. "If you want to find Godwin, you should go to the Royal City."
"Probably. Thank you very much for the information. I'm leaving now. I'm going to talk to Her Highness Michaela and Her Highness Godwin." Watching Chapolili go away, the wandering merchant shrugged and continued packing his things. "What a weirdo." Chapolili probably didn't hear it and continued walking towards the royal city. He is going to look for someone who is tolerant of everything, perhaps their ideals are the same. The world needs to be recast, and the fire will bring everything back, restoring the border to its original appearance. At the same time, Michaela shuddered and felt like someone was watching her. "Wouldn't it be Torina?" He closed the book, walked to the French window, and looked at the scenery in the distance. Chapter 11 Advice The next day, early morning. The light from the golden tree shone into the room. Roland pressed his hand against the edge of the bed, exerting a little force to avoid making any noise that might alarm Tolina and Marenia. He went to order three breakfasts, brought them back with one hand, and placed them on the table outside. "Woke up." "Woo." Roland pulled them both up. Torina yawned and Marenia squinted her eyes. She lay on the dining table, her pretty little face became round and there was a hint of pain on her face. "I'm not feeling well, brother, feed me." "Well, wait a moment." Roland came over and held her in his arms. He put her little butt on his thighs and covered her lower abdomen with his left hand, transferring the warm power into her abdomen, trying to relieve her pain. He cut the bacon and fried eggs and slowly fed them to Torina. Her cherry pink lips parted, revealing a small tongue. She rolled the bacon into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it into her stomach.
Marlenya, who was standing by, showed an envious look. Roland noticed this and next time he cut the fried egg into pieces and put a piece of it in front of her and her husband's mouth. She bit it gently and put it into her mouth. Tolina swallowed her food, looked at Roland, and spoke slowly. "Someone is asking about me and Michaela, and also about you, brother." "Did you learn this in your dream last night?" Roland guessed the source of the news instantly. "Well, now people outside are calling me a saint. It's so annoying. I just randomly promoted some of my brother's theories, and they started calling me that spontaneously." Torina puffed her cheeks, "I told you, this is what Michaela wanted to do. This was my brother's advice, but they still call me that." "This is what it feels like to carry other people's expectations. If you don't like it, just dump it on Michaela as soon as possible." Roland's attitude towards his younger siblings was completely different, and he sold Michaela out without hesitation. "Okay, I understand." Torina smiled happily, "I'll throw them all to Michaela later." "Who is the person who is asking about us?" Roland was eating breakfast, not caring at all. Many people are asking about him. As the eldest prince of the Golden Tree, there are a lot of people who are concerned about him every day, not to mention that he recently killed a god and once again alarmed the border area. If he were in charge of everything, there would have to be hundreds of official documents to record it. He usually is too lazy to take care of it, but since Torina brought it up today, he just listened. The blonde thought for a moment and said, "They said I didn't see his face, he was wearing a bamboo hat, and I don't know his name either. Let me think about it." "There are a lot of people like this." Roland complained helplessly. "Oh, yes, there is a wandering merchant who seems to have some friendship with him. His name is Chapolili." Torina looked upwards, recalling more details, and spoke slowly. Roland was stunned and almost dropped his fork. He blinked and took a deep breath. "Who? Chapolili?" "What's wrong? Brother, do you know this person?" Marennia noticed his unnaturalness. "Well, I know a little bit." Roland's expression was very strange. If he had never played the game, he might not know who this person was. Chapolili, the instigator of madness, the possessor who plays with corpses and deserves death. The Three Fingers and the Messenger of Madness Fire constantly tempt the warrior who has the qualities to become a king, wanting him to become the host of the King of Madness Fire. He claims to be able to bring fairness, and wishes chaos to fill the world, and that all injustices should be destroyed. It is hard to say whether the wandering merchants were not bewitched by him and voluntarily became worshippers of Dianhuo. The wandering merchants were accused of false crimes and suppressed in the basement of the royal city. It was indeed the fault of the Golden Tree Dynasty. Fortunately, almost no one knew about this anymore. Roland had no ability to stop them at that time. Now he just asked Michaela and Torina to protect them and gave them a promise. But having hope and something to look forward to is always better than having nothing.
You see, someone has told Tolina, which at least shows that they believe in the saint more. Otherwise, if Shapolili stood up now, everyone might follow Shapolili. I thought that Chapolili had not appeared during this time period and was waiting for the Fader to come back, or at least for Vic to appear. It seems that he is just keeping a low profile and not showing up on his own initiative. The appearance of this person may not be a good thing. Roland's expression was uncertain, and he thought a lot in an instant. Marennia and Tolina saw their brother's expression change and looked at each other. They all understood that this name was definitely special for their brother. "Brother, who is he?" Marennia couldn't help but ask. "He's just a cunning villain, and a little hard to kill." Roland warned, "If you meet him, don't listen to him, just kill him. He's good at sophistry, don't be misled by him." "Okay, I understand." Marlenya has now mastered the Flowing Water Sword Technique. Just as the Flowing Water Swordsman said, she has a great talent for this sword technique. She has been practicing sword skills recently and has gained a lot of insights. She has also developed a new sword move, which has not yet been named. Why not ask your brother later? She listened to Roland's instructions, thinking about taking her brother to the training ground later. The three of them didn't discuss Chapolili too much during breakfast, but Roland still had a sense of caution in his heart. He wants to be inclusive of all races, but his expectations are not crazy. Instead, use the law to create an inclusive world without regrets. Roland cut a piece of bacon with a knife and put it into his mouth. The aroma of fat and the texture of lean meat mixed together tasted very good. After the meal, Marenya held his arm with a pleading look on her face. "Brother, accompany me to the training ground." "Yeah." Roland nodded. "I've made a lot of progress recently." She said with a smile on her face. "By the way, where is the Flowing Water Swordsman?" Roland suddenly thought of this person, "I don't think I've ever heard you say that." When this teacher was mentioned, Marenia's expression froze. She lowered her head and pursed her lips. "The teacher left without saying goodbye. He only left me a letter, telling me to practice sword skills well." "Is it." Roland felt a little emotional, "Don't tell me you feel your mission is accomplished?" "What mission?" Tolina followed the two men, not understanding what her brother was talking about.
"Oh, just take it as a joke." Roland waved his hand and walked towards the training ground with the two people. They didn't go to a training ground that was particularly far away, which resulted in many civilians and soldier knights around doing activities in the training ground. Someone noticed them and greeted the three of them, and as expected, Torina was mistaken for Michaela. People kept saluting them. Roland regretted coming so close. He should have chosen the palace garden. Although the place was not large, at least there was no one there and it was quiet. With a smile on her face, Marennia took out her sword and said to Roland. "I've made a lot of progress recently and have developed my own moves, but I haven't given them a name yet. I want to show it to my brother." Chapter 12: Water Bird Dance Ah, it's the dancing water birds. Roland thought of it in an instant. That was a fighting skill he had practiced for a long time before he could dodge it. Looking at the red-haired girl opposite, she was wearing a short skirt with light armor, her long legs stuffed into black tights, and a pair of over-the-knee brown boots, holding a weapon that was more like a long knife than a sword. She waved to Roland and began to demonstrate her fighting skills. Her figure was light and graceful, like a swimming dragon. Even without spreading her wings or using the power of the Goddess of Corruption, she still demonstrated the speed and accuracy of her sword skills. Three sword skills flashed by. Roland's guess was indeed confirmed, it was the Water Bird Dance, the Valkyrie's signature fighting skill. Her sword skills amazed the surrounding Rodel soldiers and knights. "No, wait, that person is Princess Marenia? Even if she recovers from her illness, she can't suddenly have such advanced swordsmanship!" "Are you stupid? Some time ago, Her Highness Michaela was looking for a swordsmanship teacher for Princess Marennia." "How long has that been?" "That's true. I didn't expect Princess Marennia to be so talented in swordsmanship." "After all, they are both demigods. We can't compare with them. Let's just wait and see." Amid the noise of the crowd, Marenya didn't care at all and ran back with excitement on her face. "Brother, what do you think?" "Not bad." Roland rubbed her head, as if coaxing a little girl, "Let's call it Water Bird Dance. What do you think?" "Water Bird Dance? Okay, let's call it Water Bird Dance!" She hugged Roland and buried her head in his chest. "Well, your swordsmanship has improved a lot. Do you want me to practice with you?" Roland asked. "Yes!" Marennia jumped back. Roland drew the sword from his waist, which was a gift from his sister. He was best at using an axe, but he had been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child, so he was naturally good at it. "Attack."
"Yeah." Marennia nodded and used the Water Bird Dance mercilessly. Everyone present was amazed at this sword skill, and now it was used on Roland. It is forbidden to roll to avoid the dancing water birds. It was very difficult in the game, but for Roland, it was a piece of cake. He dodged for a while, and with a thrust of the blood-red sword in his hand, he easily broke Marennia's swordsmanship, interrupting her swordsmanship.