It was already evening when Roland returned to the Magic Tower.
Andonara was lying in Roland's study, and a dozen round bats were hanging on the ceiling.
It was a weird scene.
Seeing that he was back, Andonara turned on her side on the bed and held her head with one hand. She raised her collar with the other and asked with a charming smile, "Welcome back. You must be hungry. Do you want to taste the freshly baked strawberry cake?"
Huh … Roland raised his head and looked at the dozen bats on the ceiling.
At this moment, all the little bats were awake and even looked at the two of them with a curious and gossipy gaze.
Roland rolled his eyes helplessly.
Chuckling, Andonara jumped off the bed and held Roland's arm. She said happily, "I'm going to sign a master-servant contract with this little bat. Keep a lookout for me."
"Of course."
Roland smiled and began to summon magic power with his eyes closed. A bright green, round magic array appeared on the empty ground in the middle of the study. Over the past half a year, although Roland had devoted most of his time to Enlivening, he still spent some time studying the contract magic circle. Although he couldn't say that he was completely familiar with it, he knew what he needed to know, and he could use it.
Looking at the bright green magic array, a dozen bats flew down from the sky and gathered at the servant's seat at the center of the magic array. Then, they turned into a girl.
Although Christina hadn't sucked blood yet, as a fruit bat, she could survive on fruits and cooked meat. She could also recover her strength slowly, although at a slower pace.
After half a year of recovery, she had regained the appearance of a young girl.
Compared to when she was a young girl, she was no longer as cute as when she was a young girl.
Standing on the servant's seat, Christina said bitterly, "Can't you trust me? We've been together for half a year. “
Roland chuckled. "Some people need a lifetime to see clearly."
Christina rolled her eyes at him. "What about Anna? I've asked her. You've known Anna for less than a month, and you almost completely trust her."
"Are you the same as her?" said Roland unceremoniously.
Hearing that, Andonara beamed with joy, feeling that her heart was about to melt from the sweetness.
Christina felt that she had been dealt a blow. She felt wronged, but she didn't say anything.
Andonara took the master's seat.
After the two of them were in position, the magic array shone with a dazzling green light. The two of them began to absorb the green light around them.
Not long after, the magic array gradually dimmed and finally disappeared.
Andonara looked at the pattern of a round white fruit bat on her palm. She closed her eyes and sensed it for a while, then exclaimed in surprise, "I seem to be able to use dark magic?"
She waved her hand, and a dark wind blew out of the window. Although it did not cause any damage, it was definitely dark magic.
"Aren't I a descendant of the Heroes?" Andonara was extremely confused. "Aren't the Heroes naturally immune to evil powers? Why can I use dark magic instead? "
Puzzled, she ignited a blue flame on her finger. The Hero's Power could still be used.
Seeing the flame, Christina subconsciously stepped back.
The master-servant contract was a rather domineering contract. The master could forcibly learn one of the servant's abilities randomly, and the specific effect and power depended on the servant's strength.
Roland thought for a moment and said, "I remember that Diablo's soul fragment mentioned that Phoenix, the ancestor of your family, was one of the Devil Kings in the Realm of Devils."
"That's impossible," said Andonara. Andonara said, "Don't you think that it's a verbal spell that the soul fragment used to attack our minds?"
So, you didn't believe it?
But Roland didn't think that the soul fragment was lying.
If Phoenix was really a Devil King, the truth about the Hero's Power would be intriguing.
"It's good to learn one more ability," said Roland with a smile. "The Great Swordsman is very, very strong. Their only shortcoming is that they can't deal effective damage to pure magic creatures. However, that shortcoming has been made up for. If you continue to grow, few people in the world will be a match for you."
"Who said so? You can do it." Andonara walked to Roland and slowly circled her fingers on Roland's chest. "I can never resist you. You can put me in any position you want."
Her eyes were glittering when she spoke, as if she could speak.
Roland felt that he needed to calm down.
So, he escaped from the Magic Tower and went to the mayor's residence.
He was told that John Junior had been living a regular life recently.
During the day, he watered the plants and got rid of the pests in the castle.
Occasionally, he would go out and talk to the most beautiful prostitutes in the city about removing the unnecessary toxins.
He was living like a second-generation heir.
He was no longer as spirited and ambitious as before.
When Roland reached the gate of the mayor's residence, the two guards intended to stop him, but after recognizing Roland, they didn't say or do anything. As if they didn't see Roland at all, they simply let him walk into the castle.
The vast courtyard of the castle was covered in soft grass.
It was a nice day. Under an enormous parasol, the mayor's wife and daughter were having afternoon tea.
There were many pastries and fruits on the table, as well as delicious fruit wine.
Next to them, five or six servants and three chefs were serving on demand.
The mayor's wife and Miss John were chatting happily.
And Roland's sudden appearance caught the attention of both of them at the same time.
When they saw Roland, they stood up in unison, their expressions a little nervous.
The two of them had hated Roland, but now that more than a year had passed, their hatred had mostly dissipated, leaving only a sense of fear.
There wasn't much affection or friendship among the nobles, and even if there was, most of it was very weak.
Roland walked over and said with a smile, "Sorry to disturb you, I have something to talk to John Junior about. Is he home?"
"He's in the study on the second floor," said the mayor's wife timidly.
"Thank you."
Roland nodded and entered the main building of the castle.
Seeing Roland's figure disappear into the castle gate, the two women were relieved.
In reality, the two of them liked their current life.
Their lives were worry-free and of excellent quality. Although Roland took half of the taxes, because the mayor's residence didn't have to support two or three thousand soldiers anymore, it saved a lot of money.
There was no telling how much this money could be used in life.
And Roland never restricted them. The two of them could go wherever they wanted, living a more carefree life than when the mayor was alive.
Roland went up to the second floor, found the study, and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Gently pushing the door open, Roland saw a gloomy young man sitting at the desk, reading a book that seemed to be a biography of a knight.
John Junior turned his head, saw Roland, and his expression became complicated.
Roland leaned against the door, crossed his arms, and sneered. "It's fun to assassinate me when the Golden Sons are in conflict, isn't it?"
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