"Well, very strong, but a little bit weaker than me." Lani crossed her arms in front of her chest and raised her chin. "Interesting. I want to see him before I leave. Is that ok?" Latan asked. "No problem, you will see him." Lani smiled meaningfully. Especially, you will find that he is Golden Godwin, which is interesting. The three people had already arrived in front of the conference room. Lani opened the door and led them in. There are two long tables in the room, which can probably accommodate hundreds of people for meetings, but there are only three people sitting there now. Latan took it upon himself to put two chairs together and sit at the side. Lani and the White King sat opposite each other. It was quiet and peaceful all around, perfect for a conversation. Miss Witch asked the maid to serve tea. The White King looked at the teacup on the table. When the maid left, he raised his eyes and made eye contact with her. "I'll be frank, Princess Ranee. I came to the Magic Academy this time just to join it. I'll be the professor of gravity magic. Is that okay?"
It’s such a heavy topic right at the beginning. If he were an ordinary human, Lani would definitely welcome him with a line of people. Brother Latan's teacher was born to be a member of the royal family of Kalia. This is the problem. The White King is an alien race brought by an ancient meteorite. Although the magic academy fell into her hands, it was an internal issue. The balance is very delicate now. In the past, there were two factions that were against each other. Now, Lani and the royal family of Kalia are like the emperor, and the academicians are like ministers. The ministers are divided into different factions, and everyone needs the support of the emperor. At this time, the White King came. The several factions that had just split from the academic school would immediately unite again to resist the Kalia royal family. The balance will be broken again, and a lot of disputes will arise at that time. Even if the more than 100 people brought back by Brother Latan are counted, it will be good if we can maintain a balanced combat power with the academic faction. The result was that the academic atmosphere she had worked so hard to create was completely destroyed. Lani thought for a long time, but the White King didn't ask any questions and just waited quietly. Latan was a little anxious and asked, "My sister, do you agree or not?" "...Can you give me a few days? I need to think about it carefully." Lani did not refuse immediately. She held the teacup in her hand and gently touched the wall of the cup with her fingertips. "Okay." King Bai nodded. She breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll have someone show you around in the next few days." "Okay, that's great. You don't have to bring anyone. I can introduce them to the teacher." Latan laughed when he saw that the relationship between the teacher and his sister had eased. "I will stay in the academy for the next few days. I will go back to Galid in a few days." "Well, it's up to you." Lani had guessed long ago that Latan would not be back for long, but she did not expect that he would only stay for a few days. She looked out the window, at the glow of the golden tree. --------------
The western wall of the royal city of Rodel. As soon as Roland came down from the portal, he received a message from Death Black Blade, saying that he had something to report. Chapter 28 Ancient Dragon Knight He followed Death Black Blade to the base. There were Death Knights and Death Black Blades all around. There were absolutely no outsiders, not even ordinary Black Blades could get in. "What's going on?" The blond young man sat on a bench in the middle of the room with a long table in front of him. This was a room specially reserved for him by his subordinates. He looked at the lady with the black knife opposite him. She was tall, with a slim waist and long legs, and her face was covered by a black robe. "Your Majesty Marika, let us inform you not to use the power of destined death recently." "Huh?" Roland was stunned. "The Black Sword Malicus has set out, looking for the destined death." The Black Blade of Death explained to him. "That's it, I understand." Roland nodded slightly with a smile on his face, "Please excuse me for running this trip. You can continue to rest now." "No trouble. Serving you is my greatest honor." The Black Blade of Death disappeared into thin air, saluted slowly, and finally vanished into the air. Di Xi took the initiative to come behind him, inserted his fingers into his long hair, and pressed his scalp with his fingertips. He pursed his lips and said, "It's okay, don't worry, Maliks won't find out." "Yeah." Di Xi used a little force to massage his head, and it was rare that he was not joking. She knew His Highness was worried about this. Roland smiled gently, "It's okay, do you want to go shopping together?" "No, there are too many girls in your Highness's house, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with them all." She smiled faintly. "Ah?" He couldn't help but laugh out loud, and hugged her in his arms, "Let's wait until we get back. Can you wear the bunny girl outfit you wore last time? Black stockings look good." "Yes, Your Highness, as long as you can stay awake for a week." She raised her body and kissed Roland lightly. The two of them lingered for a while before he left the room, followed by the other Black Blades of Death, and Di Xi went to rest. Just as he was about to go out, he realized that the weather was not right. The sky is gloomy. Like the magic academy, the royal city had already entered spring and the snow had almost melted. Roland felt that it was going to rain in this weather, so he reviewed his outfit for today. White shirt, tie, vest, a long tweed coat, black gloves, trousers, and leather shoes. Add a long-handled black umbrella, which seems to go well with it, and a top hat.
The young man reflected in the mirror has a very British style like Sherlock Holmes, and it would be even more like him if he changed into a deerstalker hat. He called for a carriage and headed for the Round Table Hall. This place has become a fixed refresh location for Lance and Forle, and they often teach the faith of ancient dragons here. But, when getting off the bus. Roland saw an interesting scene. A Rodel knight was almost holding Lance's thigh. He was about half a meter away from her, half kneeling in front of the round table hall, with his hands clasped together, begging desperately. "Ms. Lance, do you really want to give up your belief in ancient dragons?" "What does it have to do with you?" Miss Gu Long's tone was mixed with a little boredom and annoyance. "I have been spreading faith for free and teaching everyone to pray. I will help anyone who wants to learn. This is an obligation, not a responsibility." There were many people coming and going on both sides of the street, and the traffic was very busy. From time to time, someone would look over, stop and watch the excitement. Roland did not rush to get out of the car. He whispered to the coachman and asked him to park the car on the opposite side. He lifted a corner of the curtain in the carriage, just enough to see the "performance" on the opposite side without being seen by the other side. Lance Shanks had silver hair fluttering in the breeze, a calm expression, and a cold look as he looked at Knight Rodel. "You are able to borrow the power of the ancient dragon voluntarily. I have no intention of taking back this power. I just don't plan to continue spreading faith and teaching people to pray. I don't have this responsibility. You can study if you want, and believe if you want. I don't want to be bound by this position anymore." "really......" Faced with Miss Lance's words, Knight Rodel had no reason to refute. He turned his gaze to Fowle who was standing beside him, with a pleading look in his eyes, as if he wanted her to help. But, Furl just shrugged. The silver-haired lady was wearing a light blue dress today, revealing her ankles and high heels. She waved her hand and was about to leave with Ful. Knight Rodel was still unwilling to give up, so he chased after him and said something. It's very noisy around, with a lot of noise. But Roland could hear his useless chatter and there was no need to continue watching. He got off the carriage and happened to see Knight Rodel trying to grab Lance's wrist, but she dodged him directly. Miss Lance finally frowned, "Christopher! Please leave." "My sister told you not to follow me. You know how to pray so well, so why are you so stubborn? Idiot!" Ful scolded him directly. "I..." Christopher was speechless, lowered his head, and finally couldn't say anything. Just at this moment, a blond young man walked over from the side with a hearty smile on his face. "Huh?" Miss Lance panicked and took two steps back, wanting to explain something to him. Roland motioned her to be quiet and patted Knight Rodel on the shoulder.
"Your name is Christopher?" "Ah? Your Highness!" He was even more flustered than Lance and waved his hands repeatedly, "I, not me?" "It's okay." Roland let go of her hand with a bright smile, "It's not a good habit to keep pestering her." "I'm sorry, Your Highness. I was anxious at the moment." Christopher apologized immediately, "I have something else to do, so... I'll leave first." He left as if he was escaping. Roland blinked. He really meant no harm and just wanted to persuade him. After all, the name Christopher sounds very familiar, he is the later Dragon Knight. He seldom used this ashes, or even almost never used it. He only summoned it out and looked at it once when he got it in his hands, so he almost forgot about it. Fule on the opposite side laughed, ran over to him and asked. "Come out earlier if you're here!" "I just arrived." Roland looked at Lance. "Our priestess is still so charming. How many times has she come here?" The frown from before was gone, Miss Gu Long blushed, ran to his other side and hugged his arm. "He and I are not related, don't get me wrong." "Of course I know." He walked side by side with the two sisters to the other side. "I heard your conversation. Why do you suddenly not plan to spread the faith of the ancient dragons?" "Because, aren't my sister and I your followers? Although we are still ancient dragons, in fact..." Lance didn't say anything further, but the three people present understood that she and For would belong to Roland sooner or later. Their power comes not only from the ancient dragons, but also from Roland's laws. He smiled and said, "Is that so? That doesn't matter. As long as you are happy." "Godwin, Godwin, I want to eat dessert. Let's go have dessert!" Miss Fule has a very sweet smile, and if she didn't speak, she would definitely be the most beautiful woman. Chapter 29 Clothing Facing Ful's request, it is not a difficult task, just go directly. A dessert shop for members. To be more precise, it is a high-end club and desserts are just one of their services. Here you can find all the entertainment activities in the border area. The only thing you have to worry about is that you have no money. Roland seldom came here, and even the boss here probably didn't welcome him, but he didn't dare to show it. After all, now that he is here, all the shady businesses have to be put away and not allowed to be seen by him. It’s not that we don’t care, it’s that we can’t manage it thoroughly.
If Roland closes down one place today, he can open another one tomorrow, which might even be worse than the current one. At least we have it under our control and know what they are doing, so nothing particularly outrageous will happen. The room provided to Roland was at the back of the room. Outside the window was a lawn where several people were playing a ball game. The servant brought the dessert to the room, bowed, and left, leaving only the three of them in the room. Fule ate dessert, hummed a tune, and sat next to Roland.