After breakfast, Cage comforted his son and asked the butler to take care of him at home. Roland asked Vivian and the rest of them to rest in Reed's house.
The six magic apprentices all wanted to go with Roland. After all, they couldn't sit still when their "leader" had made the decision. However, Roland refused their request.
In fact, the so-called adventure probably wouldn't be too dangerous.
However, it was related to the secrets of the Reed family, and it was fine for Roland to go with them. He was so close to Andonara that he could be counted as a member of the Reed family. Besides, without Roland, it was hard to say whether or not Cage would've learned about it while he was still alive.
So, Cage took Roland with him.
The three of them walked out of the village. The natural environment of the village was actually not bad. Both sides of the path were planted with fruit trees.
However, they could still see goat feces and cow dung now and then. There was even the stink of urine now and then.
As a result, the tranquility of the village was lost.
On their way out of the village, they met some villagers now and then who greeted Cage warmly.
Cage responded to them happily too. There was no sense of separation between nobles and peasants at all, as if they were equals.
Some of the older villagers would also greet Andonara. "Little Anna, it's been a long time."
Anna smiled sweetly in return.
After they were out of the village, Roland took a deep breath. He felt rather uncomfortable in the village just now. For someone who loved cleanliness like him, the smell of the village was too strong.
There were two roads at the north of the village. One led to Winterwind, and the other to the left, which was the way up the mountain.
On the mountain far away, flocks of sheep could be vaguely seen.
Taking a deep breath, Cage said, "According to Great-Grandpa Carter's manuscript, the three bottles of Phoenix Blood are hidden in a cave in the mountain, but they seem to be in trouble!"
"What kind of trouble?" asked Andonara.
Today, she was wearing a brown soft leather armor, the kind that was close to her body. She looked valiant and handsome.
Cage said, "According to my great-grandfather's manuscript, he set up some traps in the cave to prevent some lucky fellows from entering by accident and taking away the three bottles of blood. It's easy for our family to break through, but it's an impossible mission for other people."
Roland's first reaction was to ask, "The exorcism effect of the Hero bloodline? Looks like there's something like a demon guarding the door. "
Briefly stunned, Cage shook his head, lost for words. "Are all Mages so smart?"
Roland smiled and said, "That's just a very normal deduction. Most people can think of that."
Andonara said with a smile, "I wouldn't have thought of it if you hadn't mentioned it."
Roland was lost for words. He didn't know how to describe Andonara. He might call her stupid, but the admiration in her eyes made Roland's confidence swell. He couldn't hate her at all. Instead, he found her cute.
Cage chuckled. "The two of you are being lovey-dovey in front of me early in the morning. Are you looking down on me?"
Both Roland and Andonara smiled awkwardly.
It had been years since Cage's wife passed away. He was not short of women, but he didn't want to marry anyone, fearing that his son wouldn't be good if he did. Therefore, he went to Winterwind every ten days to communicate with the most beautiful prostitutes in the city.
"Let's go." Cage led the way to the foot of the mountain.
Roland and Andonara immediately followed him.
It was easy for Roland to go up from the foot of the mountain at first, but he found himself in trouble halfway up the mountain.
The mountain was desolate. Short thorny grasses and vines were everywhere. Roland, in his long robe, was caught by the thorns of the plants now and then. It was quite troublesome.
Also, that wasn't the end of the trouble. He only needed to get used to his robe. The rugged mountain road made Roland feel extremely uncomfortable.
The moss under the trees was slippery, and he would fall if he lost his balance.
Also, there was a difference in height in many places. Cage and Andonara jumped onto it easily, but Roland had to climb on his hands and feet.
It was easy to waste physical strength in unfamiliar terrain.
As a Mage, Roland wasn't as strong as the two Warriors. Soon, he began to sweat.
Andonara approached him and leaned against him, saying softly, "I'll hold onto you later."
Cage, who was walking in the front, turned around and said with a smile, "That's normal. That's how Mages are. They're good in battles, but they're burdens when they have to travel or take dangerous routes. I saw a lot of that when I was a mercenary. I'm used to it. Don't worry, we'll wait for you. "
Cage was talking about a common situation in the world of Mages.
That was the case for most Mages and Warlocks. Mages who were truly powerful and above the Master level were as precious as pandas. They would hardly appear outside the city. They would conduct magic experiments in their own Magic Towers and occasionally appear at the nobles' banquets.
That was why the mercenary world always had the stereotype that spellcasters were fragile with high ATK.
Roland stopped and caught his breath. "There's no need to wait. I can handle it."
"There's no need to be stubborn." Cage smiled gently. "Not everything can be done by a Mage."
"I'm not stubborn." Roland heaved a sigh and said, "I was just dumbfounded just now. Why should I follow the Warriors' pace? So, I've decided to follow the Mages' routine."
Cage was confused.
Roland began to snap his fingers, and magic light emerged on his body.
"Extreme Body Strengthening Art."
'Floating Technique'.
It was a magic shield.
Agility Enhancement.
Then, two Hands of Magic helped him clear the bushes on the way.
Also, when he encountered a terrain with a difference in elevation, Roland simply used Teleportation. After all, Teleportation didn't cost much in a short distance. He didn't need a Mana Regeneration Set, and Roland's Zeal, which doubled his mana regeneration, was enough for him to recover.
This time, it was Cage's turn to be speechless.
Looking at Roland, who was flashing here and there with great ease, he couldn't help but ask, "You're so young. How do you know so many spells?"
"I learned them."
Cage cleared the bushes before him with his sheath and asked, "But as far as I know, learning spells is very expensive. How much did you spend?"
"If you don't count the money I earned." Roland thought for a moment and said, "I spent almost two hundred gold coins on the spell models alone."
Cage looked back in surprise. "Wait, why do you have so much money?"
As the leader of a village … Cage's life wasn't bad, but it was far from being comparable to the real nobles.
It would be a miracle if the village could pay more than one gold coin in taxes every year.
Most of his savings were earned as a mercenary when he was young.
Actually, a mercenary didn't make much money. After more than ten years of hard work, he made no more than forty gold coins, not counting the maintenance of his weapons and armor, as well as the expenses of food and clothing.
In fact, his net profit after more than ten years as a mercenary was only slightly more than twenty gold coins.
But it was already enough for him to join the ranks of the rich.
His brother made more money as a traveling merchant than him. After more than ten years as a traveling merchant, his net profit was estimated to be more than a hundred gold coins.
However, the land in the capital was expensive, and the two manors almost emptied Andonara's father's savings.
So, Andonara's father was still making money as a traveling merchant to this day.
Roland, on the other hand, had spent almost two hundred gold coins on the spell models.
Cage couldn't help but click his tongue. "No wonder people always say that Mages are both rich and poor. So, this is how the real experts of Mages feel when they spend money. They can throw away hundreds of gold coins without blinking. "
Although Cage had been a mercenary for more than ten years, he had never met a real super strong Mage.
The best Mage he had met was only an Elite, and they were of a higher level than Roland at best.
Also, to be honest, the Mages and Warlocks who joined the mercenary world were essentially poor.
If there was money to buy magic materials and spell models, which spellcaster would be willing to go out into the wind and rain and risk dying at any moment to make money?
The only exception were the players.
For the players, the mercenary world was not only a place to make money but also a good place to level up.
There were a lot of quests and intelligence. For them, the Guild of Mercenaries was a natural training ground.
Cage shook his head after exclaiming in amazement.
Then, he continued walking.
Roland also took the time to cast Extreme Body Fortification and Floating on Andonara and Cage.
The three of them moved much faster in the forest.
After zigzagging in the forest, Cage finally stopped when he was about to reach the peak.
Before him was a pile of broken stones.
Recalling what he saw last night, Cage said, "According to the manuscript, the secret chamber is right below the broken stones. Let's see if we can clear the stones. "
Roland extended his hand and stopped Cage, who was about to roll up his sleeves again, before he said, "Wait, let me scout first."
Then, Roland closed his eyes and released an enormous web of mental power into the mountain.
Roland controlled his mental power very well. None of the threads touched Cage or Andonara.
However, Cage still felt uncomfortable as if he were surrounded by a heavy pressure.
However, Andonara's feeling was different from Cage's. She could sense that Roland was right next to her, and she couldn't have been more reassured.
About three minutes later, Roland withdrew his mental power. His face was pale. "It's true that there's a huge secret chamber down there, but … something rather disgusting is lurking in it. It doesn't seem to have a physical body. I'm very upset."
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