Stephanie didn't like people asking about her ex-husband, but Roland had saved her life and was the husband of her best friend, Andonara.
She had to give him some face no matter what.
Hearing that, she said, "He's indeed dead. I cut him in two, watched him die, and then ordered the soldiers to throw him into the river. If he can still live after that, I can only say that he's simply inhuman. "
So that's how it is!
Roland closed the diary. He had to admit that Stephanie did have a reason to kill her husband.
Any woman with a little self-respect would be willing to fool around with another man under her husband's watch.
And this husband, after failing to throw his wife out, actually thought of using his mind to control her to do these things.
This was no longer a matter of bottom line, it was entirely a matter of worldview.
As the First Princess, Stephanie killing her husband was completely reasonable in the eyes of the people of this world.
Then Roland pulled out the book of dark Mages' insights.
After reading for a while, Roland shook his head.
As expected of a dark Mage, this book of insights had a lot of useful information, but the content involved was really crooked.
All kinds of life sacrifices, using small animals was fine, but the favorite was still using virgins.
All kinds of very insidious curses. This was actually quite normal. They were all killing spells, and there was no essential difference between evoking and conjuring. The problem was that these dark spells' casting materials were quite baffling — they were all human body parts.
For example, baby fingers and the like.
Reading the whole book, Roland found that the power of these dark spells should be considered very strong, and he had Casting Material Exemption, so he didn't need to use evil things as magic materials. Some of the more practical curses, Roland also used the camera function to take pictures.
He slowly flipped through the book, wanting to see what other content there was besides spell models and spellcasting insights for the mysterious man to specially flip through it.
When he was almost done, Roland suddenly noticed that a spell model had been circled.
He folded the corner of the page to mark it, then continued to flip back, and when the whole book was flipped through, there was only a circle drawn on the page just now.
Turning back to the page, he looked at it and found that this spell model wasn't for dark spells, but for wind elemental spells in the evoking system.
"The basic principle of a magic fountain!"
Roland was stunned. Wasn't this Menon's invention?
He took a closer look and found that it was indeed Menon's work, and the notes at the back of the spell said that it was the experience of a young Mage named Menon.
The spell model and the explanation of its principles were circled in a circle.
Roland closed the book, walked over, and said to Andonara, "I'm going out for a while. Protect Stephanie. I'll leave two magic spiders here. If anything happens, I'll come back immediately."
Andonara nodded.
Stephanie pursed her lips and hesitated.
Then, Roland teleported out of the library.
After teleporting to a grove in the manor, Roland explored the surroundings and found nothing unusual. The manor and its surroundings were quiet.
However, this silence was a little unusual.
In Roland's opinion, Stephanie was a princess after all. She was missing, but the old king didn't send anyone to look for and investigate the reason?
Was the kinship of the royal family so strange?
Although somewhat puzzled, Roland didn't think much of it. He used Human Cannonball to rise directly above the Association of Mages and then slowly descended with Levitation.
Then he found Menon in the Association of Mages.
Menon was talking to two guests, a man and a woman.
Both of these guests had a faint light on them that looked more conspicuous than the others, and as he got closer, he could feel the strong surge of light magic.
And the woman's back was somewhat familiar.
Roland walked forward slowly.
Menon was talking, and when he saw him coming, his eyes lit up, and he immediately stopped talking and waved vigorously at Roland. "Mr. Roland!"
The man and the woman turned around, the man handsome and the woman beautiful.
The man was indeed attractive, but not as handsome as Schuck's inhumanly handsome appearance.
And the woman … was an old acquaintance, Saint Samurai Dinah.
Dinah was slightly surprised to see Roland, then bowed slightly and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Roland."
"Hello, beautiful Dinah."
This sounded a bit frivolous to others, but Dinah was already used to it.
More than half a year ago, when Roland, Betta, and the others helped Dinah complete a mission, they had spent a few days with her.
At that time, everyone in F6 called her beautiful Dinah, and she was used to hearing it, knowing that it was the unique greeting of the Golden Sons.
It was just a title.
Because Roland and the others called one of Dinah's maids, the mountain of flesh that weighed a hundred and eighty pounds, "beautiful so-and-so."
The man next to her frowned slightly when he heard Roland call her that, but seeing that Dinah wasn't angry out of the corner of his eye, he didn't say anything.
"It seems that Mr. Roland also has something important to discuss with Mr. Menon, then we won't bother you any longer." Dinah signaled to her male companion next to her with a look, then said to Menon, "We're done asking questions, and we're sorry to have wasted your time."
"Not at all." Menon smiled sincerely. "It's the honor of my life to serve two Saint Samurai."
The two Saint Samurai both smiled and left together.
After the two Saint Samurai left, Menon sighed softly. "It's really stressful to chat with such big shots."
Then he looked at Roland with a strange look in his eyes, even a little mischievous. "Yo, isn't this Mr. Roland who eloped with Her Highness the First Princess? Why are you suddenly here? Did you get tired of playing with the First Princess so quickly?"
"Eloped?" Roland's eyes almost bulged. "How could there be such a rumor, and where did it come from?"
"The royal family," Menon said enviously. "And then the higher-ups of our Association of Mages seem to be secretly pushing this news. You're really lucky, the First Princess used to be my dream lover. Not only is she beautiful, but she also has a good figure. But the strange thing is, you clearly eloped with the First Princess, and the royal family also released the news, so why aren't you wanted? "
"Because this is fake news to begin with."
Roland also felt that the situation was a little strange. What did the royal family mean by releasing this news?
To confuse the enemy's line of sight in the darkness?
But this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment, and Roland didn't forget the purpose of his visit. "Menon, I have something very important to ask you. Before me, did anyone else ask you for the spell model and principle of the magic fountain? "
"This question … Well, it seems that you seem to be caught up in something." Menon shrugged. "There was one once. He used to be a member of the Association of Mages and was good at dark spells, but because the spells he learned were too vicious, he later disappeared, and it was said that he was expelled from the Association. "
"What was his name?"
"I only remember that his name was' Alan-Curie, 'and I'm not too sure about anything else. I just had a simple deal with him."
Roland asked again, "Besides him, did anyone else ask you similar things or questions?"
Menon's expression froze, as if with some surprise. He thought for a moment and said, "Someone asked me a similar question yesterday, but he only asked a few questions."
"Who was that?"
Menon shook his head. "I don't know him, he just came up and asked me a few questions, very shallow magic theories, and then he left on his own. But that man did have the smell of dark magic on him. "
"Do you remember what he looked like?" Roland asked hurriedly.
"Of course!"
Menon laughed and was about to speak when his whole body suddenly stopped moving, and then his face turned pale.
It really turned blue.
He clutched his chest, and his eyes gradually widened.
"What's wrong with you …"
Roland grabbed Menon's hand and immediately found a terrible dark magic coming from Menon.
His whole body seemed to be frozen in ice.
His blood stopped flowing.
Roland subconsciously shook off Menon's hand, and then the cold dark magic disappeared.
But with this shake of his hand, Menon gradually fell back and then fell straight to the ground.
He didn't move.
Roland recovered from his frozen state and froze as he looked at Menon, who had died with his eyes open.
There were ear-piercing screams from women around him, and soon black-robed soldiers ran over and surrounded the scene, as well as Roland.
"Sir Mage, I'm sorry, but can you come with us and tell us what happened?"
Roland nodded.
A few minutes later, Roland was taken to an empty room.
There were only two chairs in here.
Roland found one at random and sat down, and it wasn't long before someone came in. It was Alfred.
"How does it feel to be framed?" As soon as Alfred came in, he smiled and said, "Don't stay here, come out with me."
The chair under Roland hadn't even warmed yet when he stood up and asked, "Great Elder, have you determined that I was framed?"
"Menon died from the Ice Curse, a very high-level spell in the conjuring school," Alfred said with a smile. "You're good at evocation spells, and you don't have a trace of dark magic on you, so how could it be you? If we can't even tell this apart, all the higher-ups of the Association of Mages might as well commit suicide. "
Roland followed behind Alfred and sighed. "It's a pity for a genius like Menon."
"Genius?" As Alfred walked, he shook his head and said, "He's not a genius, not just because he got a few strange spell devices and spells and found some magic theories. This world is too dangerous, and what kind of genius is someone who doesn't even have the ability to protect himself and puts all his cleverness on the wrong path! "
"He's found his own path after all."
"You're wrong, Roland." Alfred turned around and said very seriously, "Indeed, Menon seems to have taken a path of his own, but it's actually a crooked path. Not many people take it, and he's the only one, so he can naturally see things that we can't. But a crooked path is a crooked path. If he had put his intelligence on the right path, on combat magic, on increasing his magic capacity, he might not have died. "
At this point, Alfred laughed. "Just like you, he has extremely high mental resistance and a lot of magic to protect himself. You were also hit by the Ice Curse that Menon infected just now, but you're fine. Do you understand the difference? "
Roland was speechless.
"Only those who can survive are qualified to be called geniuses," Alfred said lightly. "Like you."
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