No one should know about this. The most important point was that the man showed some different emotions towards her, which made Marenia very angry. "I rejected him many times, but he kept pestering me, brother." "Has he been pestering you? Has he done anything excessive?" Roland's disgust was like a dark cloud, and his eyes seemed covered by a layer of haze. Marenia shook her head, "That's not the case. He just kept saying he wanted to swear allegiance to me, and no matter how much I refused, he just waited for me in the training grounds and didn't do anything." The disgusted expression was fleeting, and Roland's smile was gentle and comfortable, comforting her. "That's not a big deal. Since it's just verbal harassment, it's not a big problem." If the man from the Mare family did anything slightly excessive, Roland would let him experience for himself whether the executioner's sword was useful or not. But just expressing loyalty verbally is purely disgusting.
He also knew that Malenia was not powerless. If the other party really made her feel uncomfortable, Malenia would take direct action. He knew a lot about the city lord of the Mare family. He once got Marenia's prosthetic hand there and gave it to Millicent. The room was filled with prosthetic limbs and a portrait of Lianlian hanging on the wall. Most importantly, there was a man underneath, calling his Lianlian an ugly girl. Roland held her fingers together, feeling each other's warmth. "Don't worry, I will take care of this for you." "Well, thank you for your help, brother." The girl's smile was as gentle and bright as the warm spring sun shining through the clouds onto the lake. Those eyes as clear as a stream stared at him, as if they had found a harbor where they could safely dock. Since my brother has agreed, it will definitely be solved. We just need to wait a little while. "You will come back to the magic academy with me tomorrow. Don't worry. When we come back, I promise you that you will never see that person again." "Yeah." She nodded, a cunning light in her eyes, and asked, leaning close to Roland's body. "Brother is afraid that I will suffer a loss?" "It is." "Do not worry." She pulled the hand that was not interlocked with hers and pressed it to His chest. His palm pressed against her skin, transmitting back not only the temperature but also her heartbeat. "Brother, I am yours." The girl whispered in his ear, “Everything I have belongs to my brother, and I will never let anyone else touch any of my skin.
My brother can do whatever he wants to me, but if anyone else really touches me, I’m afraid I won’t be able to help but chop off his hand.” Seeing that Roland was worried about her, Marennia's joy was so deep in her heart that it seemed to overflow from her eyes and eyebrows into the air. Chapter 100 Determination The atmosphere became ambiguous, the air became hot, and the other person's breath could hit your cheek. The box was small, only able to accommodate a small table and two people, who cuddled up to each other, their bodies pressed together, their fingers intertwined. The curve of the girl's mouth is just right, and that eager feeling of being cared for is really nice. She didn't tell any lies. Based on her physical fitness alone, she was faster than Roland who didn't use any laws. As long as she didn't want to, no one could touch her. This is also true. The girl loosened her hands that were not intertwined and asked in a soft and gentle voice. "Brother, do you understand my feelings now?" "I already knew that. I care more about your troubles. This is just a small matter. You don't have to worry about it. If you encounter this kind of situation next time, just come to me directly." Roland rubbed her head and said, "Remember to say it yourself next time. This kind of trouble can be easily solved." "Yeah." She nodded vigorously. The warmth transmitted from the palm gave her a very reassuring feeling. The two fed each other dessert and ended with a sweet kiss. On the way back, Roland held her hand and walked out of the restaurant with her. As night fell and the wind blew through their hair, the young man and the girl stood side by side on the street. The golden tree stood tall between heaven and earth, its lush branches and leaves like golden clouds, densely and warmly stretching in all directions, emitting a faint light. There were not many pedestrians coming and going, and the night at the border was not very prosperous. Even though the golden tree's light was more generous than the moon's, there were still not many entertainment activities. The carriage was parked on the side of the street, and passers-by would always take a look and then hurry past. Roland asked the driver to go back first, and he prepared to walk back with his sister. After watching the dark carriage disappear at the end of the street, he and Marenia walked slowly down the street, holding hands. The residents of the royal city saluted the two men, and some girls wanted to give Rolande their contact information, but were blocked by Marennia. "Are all women out there so open-minded?" The red-haired girl couldn't help but ask, dissatisfaction written all over her face. She knew her brother was very popular, but this was too popular. There were already seven or eight girls younger than her running over. Moreover, they all look pretty good. The main reason is that they are too ugly and too old to even have the courage to come up. She held Roland's arm and said, "Why are they coming one after another? I remember my brother and Miss Se Lian came out together before, right? Why are there so many people coming one after another?"
"That's the dirty stuff I told you about." Roland moved his legs slowly, matching Marlena's pace. He continued, “These women know about my relationship with Se Lian, but they think Se Lian is a strange magician. If she can do it, then they are not bad either. They pinned my image on the heroes in the rumors, and hoped that I would be like the nobles of the Golden Tree, such as today's Lakkad, who wanted a woman by half-forcing her, half-bribing her, and using all means possible." "Hahaha." Her smile was light and shallow, "A hero is a hero, but... " Roland knew what she wanted to say and rubbed her little head. The red hair felt good. He withdrew his hand. "No one is perfect. Just don't go too far." "Brother, what do you think is excessive?" Marenia asked him, "Did Lakkad go too far today?" "Yes, of course." Roland nodded, "This kind of thing should be something that both parties agree on. How can it not be excessive to force others? But she has accepted her fate, and I can't help her, which is also another form of willingness." "That's it." She raised her head and looked at the golden tree. "It's really hard to define. No wonder my brother wanted to ask her." “It’s not even the worst.” Roland continued, "If one day, brothels openly appear in the border areas, and people of good character are forced into prostitution, then things will be completely rotten. I will probably settle accounts with these people. My mother couldn't bear to kill them, but I am willing to kill them." As we walked, we were almost back to the palace. Malenia looked at the golden tree, as if she had made up her mind. She stopped and stood quietly on the pure white stone slab outside the palace. Her red hair, like burning flames, shone brightly in the dim light, setting off her fair jade face, making her look particularly eye-catching and moving. She looked at Roland and said, "Brother, I think I know what I should do. So many people want to follow me, so they must want me to do something." "Is it." Most people choose you because of your status and martial arts skills, but Marenia is indeed very charming. It seems that the children of gods are born to be heroes. Roland sighed in his heart, but didn't say anything, he just asked her. "What do you want to do?" She pondered her responsibilities and mission, and looked forward to the unknown future, but she always knew that no matter where she went, her brother would be her eternal home. The girl withdrew her gaze from the golden tree and the palace, and spoke in a very soft voice, as if she was speaking into his ear. "I want to be the sword in my brother's hand. My brother wants the Golden Tree nobles to behave themselves and wants everyone to have a fair choice. I will do it for my brother, I will help you to cut off those filth and ugliness.
Let those who should rot, fall into corruption completely, become part of the cycle of reincarnation, and grow a rich future. " The hem of her skirt swayed gently in the breeze, like a red rose blooming in the night. Her eyes revealed her determination. After all, Michaela's blade was sharp because Godwin died. Marlennia knew that her brain was not as good as Roland and Michaela's, so she just had to trust her brother wholeheartedly and become his sword. She stood on tiptoe, hugged her brother, felt his body temperature in the cool night, took a deep breath, and could smell the scent of sunshine on him. Listening to her words, Roland put his arms around her waist and nodded. “If you want to do it, then go ahead, I will help you arrange a position, don’t think of this as a privilege. You were born a demigod, and now you are a god. The essence of the borderland is still based on strength, it just looks a little more civilized." "Okay, then we've settled." Marenya closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, let him go, and looked at the blond young man. She smiled and spoke firmly. "I am your sharp edge, your sword. I will help you clear all obstacles and eliminate all injustice and unfairness in this world." The red-haired girl took a few steps back, her view just below the golden tree. The tree, emitting a light-colored glow, became her background, like a vivid oil painting, frozen in this mysterious and solemn moment, making it unforgettable. Many years later, there will probably be an oil painting like this to explain what happened back then. Chapter 101: Quarrel School of Magic, This castle-like white academy is always immersed in a quiet and profound atmosphere after nightfall. Both magic apprentices and magic professors have their own research. However, tonight, this familiar tranquility was broken. The academy was brightly lit and bustling with people, just like a tavern and a casino. The reason is simple. The falling of the meteor was sealed. Fortunately, the stars are still moving, otherwise these magic professors would really not be able to sleep. "Quiet! Quiet!" Miss Ranie knocked on the table, making a loud noise, but the magic professors in the audience were still arguing. The content of the argument at the beginning was about how to deal with the stopping of the meteor, but now it has extended to the past. Fortunately, Roland's reform policies have accumulated enough reputation for Lani. The people in the audience remained quiet, listening to the arrangements made by Princess Kalia. "First, the meteors no longer fall. After all, it's not a big deal. We have been studying more than just pyroxene magic. Besides, the amount of pyroxene stored in the border area is enough for us to use for hundreds of years." There was no noise in other classrooms, but there were the most people in the Pyroxene classroom and the loudest. "That won't work. If we can only go out but not in, what will we do if the pyroxene is gone after so many years?" "Princess, you also know pyroxene magic. The meteor has been sealed, which is definitely a loss for pyroxene magic." "That's right, what should we do?"
"........" The pyroxite mage was extremely anxious, but the other mages didn't really feel much, after all, they didn't rely on meteorites for a living. Lani basically understood it. With Roland's hint, and the fact that she didn't seal the flow of stars but only the falling of meteors, she knew it was the right thing to do. It must have been Brother Latan who did it. Does she have to go to Brother Latan and ask him to let her go just for the sake of the pyroxene magic?