Inside Roland's manor.
The sun was shining brightly, and two women were having afternoon tea on the balcony.
The noon sun shone on Andonara, and her milky skin reflected the sparkling light.
She wasn't afraid of the sun, or rather, almost all professionals weren't afraid of the sun, and they didn't tan no matter how much they basked in it.
Unless the professionals themselves were black.
Taking a sip of the milk wine, she felt at ease now. This was what life was like.
When she lived in the palace before, she had to be careful at all times, for fear that she would do something wrong and make someone unhappy.
Even with so-called "family," she had to be careful with her words and manners, and if she did anything inappropriate, she would be stared at with a faint smile.
She wasn't a noble, so she was very harsh.
But that wasn't all.
She was a stepmother, but she could still see the disgusting possessiveness in the eyes of the First Prince, the Second Prince, and even the Seventh Prince, who was only twelve years old.
Outsiders weren't scary; the scariest thing was that the enemies were among her own people.
This put Andonara in a dilemma of whether she should make a move or not.
What chilled her even more was that her husband, the king, didn't seem to have any feelings for her.
It wasn't that he didn't like intimacy, but that he didn't care about her at all.
She was a queen, but she was discriminated against, spied on, and indifferent and violent by her "family," and Andonara's sense of unease grew.
She was almost to the point of depression.
She endured it for a long time, and finally, she couldn't take it anymore. It just so happened that the Magic Tower came to kidnap her, so she took the opportunity to test it.
The result disappointed her, and the king didn't have the heart to look for her at all.
Later, when she returned to the royal family, she was forced by the king to identify Kaka Bard as her kidnapper.
The most outrageous thing was that after a few days, she was placed under house arrest in a manor outside the palace, ready to be executed the next day.
It was at that time that her heart turned cold.
She had planned to kill anyone who dared to lay a finger on her, even if they were a great noble, a prince, or a duke, as long as they came to her with an atonement scroll, and then she would fight her way back to the palace and be done with it.
The world was big, and there was no place for her anyway.
But she didn't expect that it was Roland who came.
He was a man who had obviously come to kill her, but after knowing the whole story, he was willing to save her.
Such a big man was like a towering tree, and she was like a vine. She was destined to entangle the tree in order to survive.
Whenever he encountered a tree, he would entangle it without letting go.
Roland would be away for a long time, but Andonara wasn't anxious or worried at all.
This was Roland's home. He had to come back as soon as possible.
What she had to do was to protect everything in the house, including her opponent, Vivian.
She was still the queen, not because she was still attached to the title, but because the title seemed to tempt Roland.
That was why it was worth preserving.
At this moment, Roland was vomiting in the grass on the side of the road.
After vomiting the food in his stomach, he started to vomit stomach acid. After vomiting stomach acid, he started to vomit bile. In the end, he vomited out all the bile and almost vomited out his kidney.
Of course, this was only an illusion, but it was enough to prove just how poor my current condition was.
He thought that since he was already used to teleportation, long-distance teleportation should be no problem for him.
As it turned out, the negative effects of the two weren't on the same level at all.
If Teleportation was like riding a small boat in a Category 6 or 7 typhoon for a long time, then Long-Distance Teleportation was like being thrown into a washing machine. Up, down, left, right, forward, backward, backward, clockwise, counterclockwise, then back and forth, and then dehydrated.
It was almost a nightmare.
After all, he barely had any combat abilities at this moment, and he couldn't release any magic at all. Even a ten-year-old with a sharp longsword could stab him to death.
Fortunately, this place was rather remote. More importantly, he was wearing a magic robe. Even though he was lying on the ground with a pale face, nobody dared to come up to him.
After sitting on the ground for nearly two hours, Roland was finally able to stand up.
However, he found that his legs were shaking, and he couldn't walk at all. Eventually, he took out a sheepskin waterskin from his Backpack, drank a few mouthfuls of warm water, and rested for more than twenty minutes before he felt much better.
After all, he had the body of a professional, and he naturally recovered much faster than ordinary people.
If it were an ordinary person, they wouldn't be able to recover without a couple of days.
Roland walked to the city gate again and met Antis at the city gate again.
The handsome young man was slightly surprised to see Roland's pale face. He approached him and asked, "You look like you've been poisoned?"
"No." Holding the bricks of the city wall, Roland waved his hand helplessly.
"Then you've been drained by the queen?" Said Antis with an evil smile.
Roland rolled his eyes helplessly. "That's even more impossible."
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to admit it. It's fine as long as I think so." Antis looked at Roland in admiration. "You seduced the queen, but the royal family didn't give you any trouble. Not only was there no arrest warrant, but you even kept the title of queen. Tsk, tsk. How did you do it? "
Leaning against the wall, Roland thought for a moment and said, "Maybe the king has a special 'hobby.'"
"How is it possible?" Antis pursed his lips and smiled like a flower. "I can't talk to you anymore. It wouldn't be good if the royal family made the connection. Look at you … I'll call a carriage for you. "
"That works too."
Very soon, the carriage arrived. Roland got on it and asked the coachman to take him to the Magic Tower where the bear-like Mage was.
After introducing himself, Roland was soon invited to the study on the upper floor of the Magic Tower.
Tobian, the bear-like Mage, was personally happy for him this time and invited him in.
"You don't look good. Have you been drained by the queen?" Tobian's big bald head reflected the dazzling sunlight.
Roland couldn't have looked more helpless. "That's enough. Why are you all thinking about the queen?"
"Otherwise, I can't explain why you, a Mage, don't look so pale when you're not poisoned." Tobian laughed.
"I used Long-Distance Teleportation for the first time." Resting his elbows on the table, Roland pressed his temples and said, "Master Tobian, did you not have the same nausea when you used Long-Distance Teleportation for the first time?"
Alarmed, Tobian looked at Roland solemnly and said casually, "I don't know Long-Distance Teleportation, only Teleportation."
Oh?
Roland looked at him in surprise.
"Don't look at me like that," Tobian said casually. "Spatial magic itself is a very esoteric and difficult system to learn, only a little less than prophecy magic. Being able to learn Teleportation, I'm already a genius in spatial magic in the entire Kingdom of Hollevin. As for Long-Distance Teleportation, as far as I know, there are only two people who know it. And they're both Warlocks, not Mages. They're born to learn it. It's a talent, and it has little to do with intelligence. "
Roland found it a little unbelievable.
Long-Distance Teleportation wasn't very difficult.
That was the benefit of systematic education, and nearly twenty years of systematic education.
Apart from everything else, at least they were quite capable of self-study.
Seeing that Roland didn't speak, Tobian continued with a smile, "So, Mr. Roland, what's the purpose of your visit this time?"
"I want to buy some magic models from you," Roland said slowly. "Anything is fine, advanced, low-level, as long as it's something I haven't learned yet."
Tobian turned around and rummaged in the bookshelf, then found several models, all of which he placed in front of Roland.
"They're all for you, free of charge."
Roland wasn't delighted. He simply looked at him in silence.
He knew very well that the more free something was, the more expensive it might be, and he would have to pay a higher price in the future.
"What, you suddenly don't want it?" Tobian asked with a smile.
Roland leaned back slightly and asked, "What do you want?"
Tobian looked at Roland in silence for a moment, his expression solemn. After a while, he said, "I hope you won't stop me from becoming the general chairman."
"That's it?"
"That's it!" Tobian nodded.
Roland asked in confusion, "I'm just the chairman of a branch in a border city. I don't have the ability to influence you to become the general chairman."
Tobian said confidently, "No, you do."
Roland smiled. "I know my limits."
Tobian shook his head slightly, his expression particularly weird. "It's not good to be too modest."
Roland saw the other party's expression and was even more confused.
"I was told that there's a statue outside the capital that can let people learn a special ability that can speed up magic power recovery." Tobian looked Roland in the eyes seriously. "But I didn't believe it until yesterday, when I went out of the city and saw the statue, and I got the ability to quickly recover magic power."
Roland sighed helplessly. He knew that the other party misunderstood.
"Actually, you're more famous than you think, at least in our headquarters."
Roland considered for only two seconds, then nodded. "Don't worry, I won't stop you from becoming the general chairman."
Tobian smiled in relief and pointed at the magic models on the table, making a gesture of invitation.
After checking, Roland found that there were only two magic models that he didn't have.
One was Spatial Bubble Spray, and the other was a magic barrier.
The former was a special offensive skill of the spatial class, and the latter was a universal defensive spell.
This was also the first defensive spell that Roland had obtained in the truest sense.
After getting the models, Roland left Tobian's Magic Tower and went to the capital.
Next, he would be teleported back.
But Roland touched his stomach, and a deep sadness echoed in his heart.
He would be nauseous again after teleporting back.
He felt uncomfortable just thinking about it.
But a man had to be tough on his son. He hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and activated Teleportation.
After a violent dizziness and confusion, he felt his feet on the ground, then his legs were sore, and he immediately fell to his knees.
He gagged hard, this time almost throwing up his intestines.
Because there was nothing left to vomit.
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