Although Roland's relationship with Hawk and the others wasn't as good as it used to be, it wasn't a problem for them to be considered acquaintances.
Seeing this message, although it was late at night, the players didn't need to rest. He came out of the study, and the moment he walked to the courtyard, he saw a flash of white, and Queen Andonara appeared in front of him at the speed of a phantom.
A Great Swordsman was almost as fast as a Rogue.
"Where are you going?"
Andonara, who was dressed in white, asked with a smile.
Most of the time, a woman would have a hidden bonus of Charm when she was bathed in moonlight.
Andonara was already beautiful enough on her own, and she was wearing white clothes, which made her look like a fairy that had descended to the world.
Although he had been close to her every day, Roland was still amazed by her beauty.
She was the second most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Even the elf that Roland set free last time wasn't as beautiful as Andonara.
The first was the angel he saw at Falken's funeral.
Roland moved his eyes away and said casually, "A friend asked me to meet him."
"I'm going too."
"Why?" Roland was confused.
"I have to protect you." Andonara walked to Roland and said with a smile, "Isn't it normal for a physical class to protect a class?"
"The Golden Sons won't die." Roland waved his hand. "I don't need protection."
Andonara pretended to be pitiful. "But …"
"Really, it's just a party among the Golden Sons. We're all men. It's not good for you to go."
Andonara pursed her lips. "Fine."
Roland smiled and left the manor.
Andonara was a bit clingy, which was beyond Roland's expectation.
It was late at night, and Delpon was under curfew. Logically speaking, nobody could leave the city.
However, Roland, Hawk, Lynk, and the rest of them were essentially the masters of the city. So, when he came to the city gate and said that he was going to leave the city, the officer in charge of guarding the city immediately ordered the soldiers to open a gap for Roland to go out and quickly close it again.
Outside the city gate, there were many traveling merchants and mercenaries waiting for daybreak to enter the city.
They sat by the fire and watched Roland come out in a daze. Several of them seemed to want to talk to him and see if they could persuade the young man to take them to the city earlier.
But when she saw Roland's magic robe, she stopped the thought and watched him walk away in the moonlight.
After walking for several minutes, Roland felt that it was too slow, so he began to hurry on with Teleportation.
After teleporting a dozen or so times, his face turned green … Although he had already reached the dock, he couldn't help but vomit again.
"Ugh …" Roland heaved a helpless sigh as he vomited all the colorful food in his stomach onto the grass nearby.
"No, in this kind of situation where the distance is neither close nor far, using long-distance teleportation magic is a waste, but using teleportation magic is too disgusting." Roland wiped his lips and said to himself, "Also, I can't go to places that haven't been located with Remote Teleportation. So, I have to find a form of transportation that can autonomously control the distance and move fast."
After retching a few more times, he walked into the dock and found Hawke at the usual spot.
Next to Hawke, there were a few professionals who were obviously players.
It was hard not to recognize their husky-like air of idiocy.
Seeing Roland, Hawke approached him. This Warrior, who was as strong as a strong orc, wanted to give Roland a hug, but he was blocked by a defensive magic puppet with a shield.
"Sorry, I don't want to hug a man."
Hawke stepped back, not bothered, and laughed aloud. "Your face is pale. You haven't been drained by the queen, have you?"
The few players nearby also put on vulgar smiles.
Nobody who frequented the forum didn't know that Roland seduced the queen.
Looking at him now, he did look like he was exhausted.
Roland raised his middle finger at them … You don't need to be too serious when you're dealing with idiots.
Then, he simply sat down. "Let's talk about the dungeon."
"See for yourself." Hawke pointed his finger in midair and operated the system interface that nobody else could see. "I'll share the quest with you."
After accepting the quest sharing, Roland opened the quest system.
"The Elven Internal Strife: A Choice between Nature and Retribution (Epic)."
Wow … The name of the quest already sounded very epic. Roland opened the quest introduction.
"The elven Druids have different ideologies. Retreat to the forest or start a war with human beings. Either way, the future of the elves is at stake. But for human beings, there's only one choice. Of course, it's to help the conservative Druids. Now, find like-minded friends and help the conservative elves defeat the Druids of Retribution. (Large side dungeon, recommended number of people: 10) "
After reading the quest, Roland looked at the players around him and counted them, only to find that there were only seven of them, including himself. He couldn't help but ask, "The system recommends ten people, and only seven of us are going?"
"They're the most suitable people we can find in the guild," Link, who had been silent, said helplessly. "This game is different from other games. Once the dungeon fails, it will be permanently closed and can't be opened again, unless it's a special dungeon. So, we have to find the best people and try to pass it in one attempt. "
"Then should I invite a few friends from my guild?"
Hawk nodded. "That's exactly why we asked you to come."
If possible, Silver Wings didn't want the players of other guilds to take advantage of the epic quest that they had gone through so much trouble.
But it couldn't be helped. All the players in the guild who were around level five and had decent combat ability were here.
So, they could only ask for help.
Roland left a message in the guild system and told them what had happened. Then, he asked who in the guild was willing to come.
As it turned out, except for Schuck and Betta, everybody else was either busy or too far away.
Schuck was a dragon knight. It wasn't a problem for him to travel ten thousand kilometers in a day.
Betta had returned to a town near Delpon two days ago because of a quest. He was about half a day away from Delpon.
After reading the message, Roland said, "Two more people from our guild, Schuck and Betta."
Everybody was delighted to hear that.
Schuck was a dragon knight with high combat ability. He was definitely someone to rely on. With his participation, their odds of passing the dungeon would be greatly increased.
Betta was also a strong young man. The Divine Nobles were very versatile. They could deal with all kinds of situations with physical and magic skills.
After the delight, Link frowned. "It seems that we're still short of one person."
"Do we have to recruit people from the forum?" Hawk scratched his head. "I don't feel comfortable recruiting strangers."
"Actually, I think we have enough people," said Roland casually.
The others were confused.
Roland explained, "Schuck is a dragon knight, so we should count as two people."
The others were stunned for a moment before they realized what he meant.
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