Natha slowly got up. She thought that Roddy would show some "surprise" or "approval", but when their eyes met, she found that there was an inexplicable sigh in his eyes.
"I will teach you what I know, as long as you are willing to learn."
Roddy had said the same thing before, but this time he seemed to be quite serious.
He paused for a second, and his eyes swept across Natha's body. He frowned and said, "Your leather armor is not suitable. Go and measure it. I will get you a more suitable set."
In fact, this kind of request was a little sensitive for girls, but Roddy at this time because he had stayed up for a long time, and his EQ was basically close to zero. He did not take this into consideration at the moment. Natha slightly twitched the corner of her mouth at this request. She pursed her lips and replied, "No need, this set is good."
"This is not a suggestion. I have already begun to teach you something." Roddy's tone became a little stiff. "If you want to survive on the battlefield, having a good set of equipment is as important as having a good set of skills. Do you understand?"
Natha opened her mouth. She never had this concept in her mind … Equipment? As long as it can keep warm, is there a difference?
If it was in the past, Natha would definitely ignore this matter and turn around to leave. But at this time, she silently lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Understood."
Roddy swallowed his saliva. Seeing his mentor being so humble, the strange feeling in his heart made him very uncomfortable. He always felt that he was going to be reprimanded in the next second …
Damn, the psychological shadow is too heavy.
He sighed and pointed to the parts of Natha's body that needed to be measured. He said, "Here, here, and here. Go and measure them first, then tell me the size."
Before Natha could answer, the bedroom door was knocked again. The two turned at the same time and found Akasha standing there with a dinner plate in her hand …
The Holy Priest's face was still a little pale, but after a night of recovery, the side effects of continuous consumption of potions had basically disappeared. She walked in with a smile, only to see Roddy pointing his finger at Natha's chest.
This scene caused Akasha's expression to freeze. She stopped in her tracks and then looked down at the ground. She didn't know whether to leave or not. She said awkwardly, "Roddy … breakfast is ready. I'll bring it up …"
Akasha was originally in a good mood, but she felt that she seemed to have encountered something that she shouldn't have, and her heart was inexplicably confused.
Natha was a Wood Elf …
Sure enough, men like this legendary race …
"Oh, just put it there."
Because Akasha was usually a little timid, Roddy did not notice her abnormality. He pointed to the table and said to Natha, "Don't forget what I said."
Natha nodded obediently and turned to leave. Akasha was almost scared: She knew Natha very well. This Wood Elf was like a block of ice in the past. Why did she become so obedient in front of Roddy now?
Her hand holding the dinner plate tightened. Akasha and Natha brushed past each other, but the two did not even make eye contact. After putting the food on the table, Roddy's voice sounded in Akasha's ears, "Didn't I tell you to have a good rest? Why did you get up so early again?"
Although this tone was a little reproachful, Akasha understood that Roddy was concerned about her. This made her somewhat sour mood immediately improve. She lowered her head and replied, "I couldn't sleep well. When I woke up, I found that you hadn't slept, so …"
"Thank you."
Roddy picked up the cheese and took a bite, vaguely thanking her. This manor had been abandoned for a long time, and no one in the town came out to sell things. So breakfast came from the lords' hands. Roddy was not used to the sour taste of the cheese, but in order to replenish his energy, he had no other choice.
He picked up the piece of bread next to him and handed it to Akasha, motioning for her to sit on the chair, "Sit down and eat. I have something to ask you."
Akasha could not refuse, so she took a small bite. In her heart, she was thinking about what Natha and Roddy were doing just now. She held the bread with both hands and imagined a lot of images that made her ears burn …
Roddy did not know what Akasha was thinking. He rubbed his dark eyes and whispered, "What's with that scroll?"
The appearance of the "Death Coil" was witnessed by many Templars … This led to Roddy making up a bunch of messy reasons to avoid it. The general idea was that the Templar was an undead, and he took the potion and "Death Coil" or something like that.
Fortunately, the Templars did not know Necromancy, and Akasha could cast Divine Incantation. So in the end, they did not associate Akasha with Necromancy and believed Roddy's words.
But Roddy himself knew that it was not that simple.
Akasha, who was lost in her "imagination", was stunned by the question. She quickly raised her hand and said, "I … I don't know what that scroll is. When I tore it … the ring you gave me suddenly lit up, and then the spell was cast. At that moment, it felt different from casting Divine Incantation, but there were some similarities."
Rody narrowed his eyes when he heard that. Without saying anything, he took off the ring on Akasha's finger and carefully examined it. The brief contact with his fingertips made Akasha's face turn red. She bit her lips and looked up slightly. However, she only saw Rody's frowning face as he held the ring.
She did not know what to think of, but she lowered her head again and tried to suppress her slightly rapid breathing.
"What's wrong with you?"
Roddy was seriously sleep-deprived. When his eyes moved away from the property panel of the ring, his brain could not think about anything else. He thought that Akasha was sick, so he reached out and touched her forehead, muttering, "A little hot, but not a fever …"
"I'm fine …"
Akasha's voice was as soft as a mosquito. She felt that her head was fine, but after he touched it … she was a little dazed.
"If you're fine, rest more. After eating, go back to sleep. I'll call you if there's anything."
Roddy put the ring back in Akasha's hand. The beautiful priestess tactfully got up and left. Before leaving, she hesitated for a long time and plucked up her courage to say, "Roddy, don't tire yourself out …"
Akasha plucked up all her courage to say this sentence, but Roddy was distracted and did not hear it clearly. "Ah? Oh, okay, no problem. Go and rest. "
After he finished speaking, he turned his head and began to write something, obviously absent-minded.
Akasha remembered the scene when Natha looked here before. She had a feeling that Roddy was thinking about that Wood Elf. Her heart suddenly felt sour, and she pouted and walked away.
At this time, Roddy still did not notice Akasha's state. His attention was completely attracted by the words "Soul Binding" on the ring.
"Soul Binding" generally appeared on high-grade equipment above the Epic grade. Once it was bound, it could not be used by others even if they had it … However, equipment with this attribute was often priceless, and it could not even be seen in the auction house. Only the top teams could obtain it in the RAID (group dungeon).
"How can white equipment be bound? Are you kidding me …? "
Roddy muttered to himself and reached out to write down this matter on the parchment. He was afraid that his brain would not be able to process all this, so he had already sorted out all the things that needed to be dealt with. At this time, the letters to Angmar, Benjamin, and even Rubens had already been written, and the other things that needed to be dealt with included "Resource Reorganization", "Winter Training Plan", "Weapon Enhancement Plan", "Knight Armor Improvement Plan", "Elsa Village Improvement Plan", and a lot of other things that needed to be dealt with.
He wrote "Soul Binding, Ring" under the title of "Necromancy Scroll Investigation". He stuffed the rest of the bread into his mouth, yawned hard, and rubbed the corners of his eyes. When he heard footsteps coming from outside the house again, he turned his head and said, "I'm almost done with what I need to do. I'll leave the rest to you."
It was Sodelor. After a short rest, his spirit was much better than Roddy's. The high morale brought by the overall victory made the Baron feel like he was full of energy. He held a smoked sausage in his hand and chewed it as he said, "I've rested well. What do you need me to do now?"
"Don't always act like you're an errand boy. Didn't I say that you're a lord? Do what a lord should do …"
Rody yawned again. "Fighting a war is fun, but dealing with the aftermath is really troublesome. Although we have gained the most, the things we have to face have also increased. By the way, I might make a trip to Hollier in a few days."
"For what? To collect rewards? "
"Yes. Let's see what they can give. I hope it's not some empty title."
Roddy sorted out the letters and gave them to Sodelor. "It's just a rough plan. You're more meticulous than I am. See if there's anything to add."
Sodelor and Roddy had been comrades for a long time. With this kind of trust, there was no need to be polite. He reached out and nodded. "I'll do my best to take care of the territory. But next …"
"Focus on developing and building up your strength."
Roddy let out a heavy breath. "We'll talk about it after winter is over. I'm really tired."
"Leave the rest to me."
Sodelor nodded. His and Roddy's division of labor had gradually become clear as the family business increased. Roddy was in charge of the overall strategic direction and combat decisions. In the past six months, Roddy's decisions had not been wrong, which still showed his ability in this area. Other than that, all other matters were managed by Sodelor, so his actual power was actually much greater than Roddy's.
But Sodelor did not have any other thoughts about this. He knew very well that Roddy's vision and strength were probably far beyond the territory of Eiffta and even beyond the Kingdom of Karen.
"Carter has already taken people to the town. Within three days, Gigg Town will return to normal, but there may be more nobles coming later. The guards on guard will start patrolling at noon today …"
Sodelor briefly described his arrangements. Regarding such details, Roddy was reassured to leave it to him. After thinking for a while and confirming that he could finally rest, Roddy reached out and gathered the books and parchments on the table together. He carried them and walked to his bedroom. "I'm going to sleep. Call me if there's anything important."
He took a few steps back to his bedroom and threw the things in his arms on the table. Just as he was about to lie down on the bed, he caught sight of the thick tome that Brody had given him. He walked over and flipped open the cover page. The High Elves' Self-Awareness of a Defense System appeared before his eyes. The signature at the bottom was very simple. There were no complicated titles or positions. It was just the ordinary name of Karthika.
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