It was almost morning when they came out of the sewer. Roland usually drank with the two brothers in the sewer. Fortunately, Roland had a good alcohol tolerance and could easily get Monger drunk. The soldiers guarding the city were replaced by a new group, and they would still salute and pay tribute to Roland when they saw him. He returned to his room, washed himself, and fell asleep. After only three hours of sleep, he felt someone crawling into his quilt. Torina? He hugged the girl, and the feeling was not right, very curved, very round, and felt more like... Lianlian? Roland suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the girl in his arms had red hair and was wearing a white dress. He coughed lightly, "Why don't you go for morning exercise? Haven't you continued to practice sword recently?" "It has ended."
Even though the morning exercise didn't make her sweat, Marennia still took a bath and put on some light perfume. She hugged Roland's arm and said, "Brother can continue to sleep. Can't I lie here?" "of course can." Roland stretched his body and offered one arm to Marlene to use as a pillow. I've been sleeping like this since I was a kid. He lay on the bed, looking at the bed curtains above his head, his thoughts drawn far away. Three hours of sleep is enough. Marennia turned over and lay flat on her back, resting her head on his arm and looking at the same bed curtain. "Brother, can't you sleep?" "Well, I won't sleep anymore." Roland has a lot to do, and he rarely has free time like this. His research is almost done. Magic and faith, the transformation of war ashes, and the method of fixing magic on objects. The only problem is the material, ancient dragon scales are really rare. Although other subjects can be studied, they are no longer necessary. Learn some other magic, and once you get the Predestined Death and kill the Goddess of Corruption, you can return to the Royal City. When the time comes, he will have to plan how to kill Two Fingers. He doesn't want to be the King of Elden and be bound by Two Fingers. Even Gefulei has a lion as his chancellor, and Roland doesn't want a beast to rule him. And Radagan...
Roland actually still had some doubts. Even if he succeeded, ousted Radagon and killed Two Fingers, the Supreme Will still had no objection. What about the mother? Now the two have the same goal, and the mother hopes he can oust Radagan from power and offers him help. But what if Roland succeeds? Will she modify the Golden Rule? Or will they abdicate, allowing him to support Tolina and replace the Golden Rule with their own? Will you fall out with your mother? What should we do if the two sides disagree at that time? The blond young man's hair was spread out, facing left, staring at the bed curtains. After watching for a while, Marennia felt bored and turned her head to look at the profile of the blond young man. "What is brother thinking about?" "Thinking about our future." Roland answered casually and slowly closed his eyes. But Marenia blushed visibly, hugged the young man and pursed her lips. Even though she knew her brother didn't mean that, it was still pleasing to hear him say that. He thought a lot, but felt it was meaningless. People have mouths to communicate and ask questions. Once the goddess of corruption is dealt with, Malenia will be freed from the curse. Go ask your mother again. He patted Marennia's shoulder and whispered, "Have you had breakfast? If so, would you like to eat some more with me?" "Okay." She nodded. Roland got up, put on a white windbreaker, and took Marennia to find Selian. The room he arranged for Se Lian was very close, and one only had to turn two corridors to see the door of the room. There was no way, the room near where he lived was occupied by Marennia and the others, and that was the nearest room. They walked down the carpeted corridor without making any sound. Roland knocked on the door gently. "Selian? Are you awake?" "Wake up, come in." A crisp sound immediately came out of the room. Roland recognized Se Lian's voice. He pushed the door open directly, and his sight expanded along with the crack in the door. The light from the golden tree scattered through the window and hit a large open space. The direct light was not good for the eyes. There was a particularly large long table right next to the light, and Miss Serenity was sitting at the table with a notebook in her hand.
She was wearing the long skirt she bought yesterday. It was a lake blue color that matched the color of her eyes. Because she sat down, there were several wrinkles at her waist, which not only did not destroy the beauty, but instead created the impression of rippling lake water. The long skirt reached to her ankles, revealing a pair of white and tender feet that lightly touched the ground. "Have you had enough sleep?" "That's about right. It doesn't matter if I don't sleep for a day." Roland walked in and looked around. The living room is about 60 to 70 square meters and has two bedrooms, a balcony, a bathroom, and a dressing room. He sat down next to Se Lian, "How do you feel?" "It's much more comfortable." She replied with a smile, looking at Marenia who was standing at the door, "Don't stand there, what are you going to do?" "Would you like to have something to eat?" Roland asked. "I've eaten. I'm not going." Se Lian answered him. There was no need to stick together on everything. "Okay, after dinner I'm going to go meet Furl, she's Lance's sister." It's time to meet Furl. Roland hadn't gone to see her yet, thinking that she would definitely get angry, so he didn't really want to take Se Lian with him. We will have to fight again when the time comes. Well, take the opportunity to pluck some scales. Se Lian on the side paused, put down the book, and asked word by word. "For? Miss Lance's sister? Come to think of it, you never told me the specific relationship between you and them." "Even if I don't tell you, you've guessed it." Roland was a little helpless. "Tell me about it." She raised her eyebrows. "No hurry, tell me at the dinner table later that I have changed my mind. Let's go to dinner together, and then I will accompany you to meet Miss Fule and Miss Lance." "Ah?" Roland was stunned. He didn't really want Se Lian to meet Lance. The last time they met, they had a huge argument. "Why, you don't want me to go?" Se Lian supported his chin with his hand, with an indescribable feeling between his eyebrows. Not only Roland, but even Marennia felt that feeling of being in control of everything. She picked up the book again and said, "If you don't want to, forget it. But you have to save face for your boyfriend." This is the royal city, not Menqian Town. She and Roland could quarrel at will, and she had a big fight with Miss Lance over the position of senior. But this cannot be done with Godwin. A qualified girlfriend should leave some face for her man outside. I think this way because I like him and care about him. I can't let him lose face in public. Roland paused for a moment, finally reacted and smiled softly.
"What are you worried about? If you want to go, let's go together. I told you, there's nothing wrong between me and Miss Lance." Chapter 119 Miss Foer Wants to Cry Marineria stood aside, unable to explain how surprised she was. Lance Shanks indeed had no feelings towards his brother, but everyone knew what Furshanks felt towards his brother. Her expression was strange, as if she felt that the woman in front of her was not as gentle as she had been in the restaurant last night. Se Lian...should be a very spirited person. Is it because of his brother? She put away her edge and got along well with his sisters. As expected, she likes her brother very much too. Marlenya's expression became even stranger, but neither Cerlian nor Roland noticed her. "I don't actually mind you coming with me, but I'm mainly going to see Furl and I'm afraid we'll have a fight and I think you'd be bored." As Roland spoke, he explained to Se Lian, "You don't have to wait for dinner. My relationship with them is very simple. Ful and Lance's full names are Fulshanks and Lanceshanks. Even if I didn't tell you, you should have guessed it." "I did guess one thing, it is indeed the ancient dragon." Se Lian's expression remained calm. The story of Huang Jin Godwin and Gu Long is well-known in the border area, but Huang Jin Godwin has only a few friends. Not hard to guess at all. She put the magic book away, "I don't mind, but I don't like you meeting Lance." "........." The air seemed to freeze, it was unbelievably quiet, and the girl's expression didn't change at all, she still looked cold and aloof. Roland held his breath for a while, then let out a long breath and asked. "Are you jealous?" "Well, I'm not happy that you're going to see her." Se Lian sighed slightly, "I thought I didn't have to say this kind of thing." "My brother is very insensitive to emotions." Marennia interjected. "I know that no matter how I hinted, the senior refused to confess to me. In the end, Miss Lance had to force me to say it myself." Se Lian nodded, "I chose it myself at the beginning, now I can only say it directly." Marennia's mind was a little confused and she suddenly stopped all movements. She realized something. If Michaela and Torina hadn't gone to find Lance Shanks, maybe her brother and Seren wouldn't have made such fast progress? Was it the appearance of Lance Shanks that made Seren feel a sense of crisis? So, you got together so quickly? Malenia felt like she wasn't smart enough. It seemed like Torina and Michaela were making things worse, but in fact, they were making things worse.
Se Lian had not originally planned to confess his feelings in that kind of environment, so he had to be more romantic and let the senior take the initiative to say it. She stood up and patted her skirt. "Aren't you going to meet Miss Lance? I haven't seen her for a long time. I think you must have met her privately a few times. If you don't tell me, I will pretend that I don't know, because I trust you. But if you tell me openly, of course I will go." "Row." Roland nodded. On the surface, there was no change, but his heart was beating fast. He feels guilty. There is already Miss Desch.
