When you appreciated a person, you would sometimes appreciate their shortcomings too.
Roland's behavior, in the eyes of the Great Elder, was a demonstration of rationality and pragmatism.
Of course, if other students were to do this, then they might be judged as fickle, not steady enough, not firm enough in their beliefs, and so on.
After leaving the council hall, Roland returned to the manor, only to see the black cat and the white cat drinking afternoon tea in the manor.
Far away, he heard the black cat say, "Marilyn, remember, flower tea and fruit wine can't be mixed. It's okay to drink this way in private with friends, but if it's on a serious occasion, you'll be laughed at. That's a rule passed down from human beings. "
"Why do we have to follow the rules of humans?"
"Maybe because they represent civilization?" said the black cat after a moment of hesitation.
This world was interesting.
Human beings worshiped elves, and the orcs admired the human world culturally.
The elves, on the other hand, seemed to entertain themselves and looked down on everybody.
But in fact, deep down, they liked hanging out with human beings.
When Roland entered the manor, the two catgirls noticed him.
Marilyn ran over and trotted around Roland, her white tail raised high. She asked excitedly, "Master, how is it? Are you going somewhere else to play with Black Cat? Can you take me with you? "
The black cat also came over and looked at Roland expectantly.
"Yes, the Spatial Magic Tower is very sincere. I'm very touched, so I'll take this mission," said Roland with a smile. "So, Ms. Maromatha, when do you plan to leave?"
"The sooner, the better!"
Roland thought for a moment and said, "Then tomorrow morning."
At this moment, Marilyn jumped to her feet and shouted, "Master, I'm going too, I'm going with you too."
"It'll be dangerous."
"I'm not afraid." With her hands on her hips, Marilyn held her head high and said, "I'm very good at running away. Most people can't catch me at all."
That was true.
Even Roland would find it difficult to catch this slippery little thing if he wasn't prepared.
Invisibility and Swiftness, it was too difficult to lock onto her escape direction without the help of True Sight.
The black cat nodded.
She had the right to comment on Marilyn's escape.
A few days ago, she had used all her strength and teleported to the point where her mental power was almost depleted, but she still couldn't catch Marilyn.
Furthermore, the other party seemed to be at ease.
Roland thought for a moment and agreed that Marilyn was indeed capable of protecting herself.
It would be good to bring her out to see the world.
So he said, "Then you should prepare the things you need to bring with you. After breakfast tomorrow morning, we will set off."
"Long live Master." Marian rushed over and hugged Roland. Then, she ran back to her house.
Looking at the excited Marilyn, the black cat turned to Roland and said, "Mr. Roland, if … I mean if, Marilyn is willing to stay after seeing her people in the Spatial Magic Tower, will you let her go?"
"I will investigate her future living environment before deciding whether or not to let her go."
Maromatha was conflicted. Roland's responsible attitude was really good.
But if the responsible matter was related to him, it would be quite awkward.
After chatting with her for a while, Roland returned to the stone building to continue his magic experiments.
The next morning, after Roland and the other two had breakfast, they were ready to set off.
Marilyn put a large package that was taller than she was in front of Roland and looked at him eagerly.
The black cat was puzzled. This Marilyn was too arrogant to ask Roland, her master, to carry something for her.
But then Roland reached out, and the big package turned into a stream of light and disappeared into Roland's palm.
The black cat jumped in fright. "Your portable space is so big?"
Generally speaking, anyone who was proficient in spatial magic could open up an alternate dimension for their own storage. But depending on their strength, the size of the portable space they opened varied.
Generally, it ranged from hundreds of cubic centimeters to tens of thousands of cubic centimeters.
A small space was used to store small but important or valuable items.
If it was a portable space of tens of thousands of cubic centimeters, apart from storing important small items, it could also store some water and food for emergencies.
The black cat, for example, was quite good at spatial magic. She could open up a portable space of more than twenty thousand cubic centimeters. Apart from the jewelry for her daughter's home, she could also store some clean water and two thin undergarments.
As for the other things for a long journey, she would naturally carry them on her back.
A backpack that was almost as tall as her body was carried on her back.
A lot of things were stored in it for a long journey.
For example, field tents, large cold-proof clothes, flint, and so on.
She had thought that her attainments in spatial magic were stronger than those of her age.
But seeing that she had stored the entire backpack, and that Roland didn't have a backpack on him at this moment, he must've stored it in his portable space too.
She couldn't help but ask, "How big is your portable space?"
Roland replied casually, "Eight cubic meters!"
The black cat was instantly stunned.
One cubic meter was a million cubic centimeters. Her portable space was only slightly more than twenty thousand cubic centimeters. Roland's portable space was four hundred times larger than hers.
How was that possible?
Seeing that the black cat was stunned, Roland asked, "Do you need me to carry your backpack for you?"
The black cat looked at him in confusion. It was not until a long time later that she bit her lips and nodded. She watched Roland put away her big backpack in a daze. Then, she followed Roland to the prison of the Red Magic Tower in a daze. She presented the documents to the warden and brought out the vulpera prince, who was rather exhausted.
The vulpera prince, whose hands were bound by purple magic handcuffs, couldn't help but sneer when he saw the black cat. "The Magic Tower sent you here. They're asking you to get killed. Maromatha, are you confident that you can take me back to the Spatial Magic Tower?"
Hearing what the vulpera prince said, Maromatha came back to herself from her confusion. She sneered and said, "Don't worry. I'm not confident on my own, but do you think you can escape if Mr. Roland and I escort you together?"
The vulpera prince turned around and looked at Roland. "Roland, aren't you immune to the temptation of money?"
"That depends on who's offering me the reward." Roland said with a smile, "You're just a wanted vulpera prince. I won't have a future no matter how much you offer me. But the Spatial Magic Tower is different. It's offering me a clean reward. I can use it whenever I want. "
Humph! The vulpera prince snorted. "You're still greedy after all!"
Roland shrugged, implying that it didn't matter what the vulpera said.
At this moment, Marilyn, who had been watching the show, couldn't help but ask, "Master, this vulpera is so annoying. Can I scratch his face with my claws?"
"Forget it. Don't dirty your hands."
While talking, Roland curled his finger, and the vulpera began to walk forward uncontrollably, as if he were being led by someone.
That was exactly the use of the magic handcuffs … Anyone with mental power at the level of an apprentice could connect to the magic handcuffs and lead the target forward with their mental power.
The effect was very good. Even if the target was a brawny orc, he wouldn't be able to control himself under the effect of the magic handcuffs.
Roland went to the market and bought four camels and a simple map.
Then, the four of them left the Red Magic Tower.
Wearing black robes that protected them from the sun, the four of them rode forward slowly on their camels.
Marilyn was the most excited. She laughed all the way and jumped off the camel now and then. After running around crazily, she returned to the camel and sat on it again.
There was nothing in the desert except sand, but she was still very happy.
Generally speaking, to travel in the desert, one had to take detours in oases and refill themselves with enough water and food before they could move on.
Moreover, the oasis could also provide more safety and protection for travelers at night.
But Roland didn't need it … He had chosen a straight path. After all, two points and one line were the shortest distance.
He had a water-making spell and didn't need to refill his water in oases.
He had a large system Backpack with enough food for four people for half a year. He didn't need to refill his food either.
At night, he could simply turn Stone to Mud and Mud to Stone and build a square temporary building. It would be as easy as snapping his fingers.
Even the most powerful sandstorm couldn't drown the rocky building that was more than ten meters tall with only a few ventilation holes and no doors or windows. Besides, the building could be made taller at will.
It was very safe.
Nature was awe-inspiring, but you could tame nature as long as you were strong enough.
The black cat was wrapped in a blanket.
Leaning against the wall, she looked at the vulpera who was also resting with his eyes closed, and then at Roland, who was in a daze with his eyes wide open. She felt indescribably comfortable and reassured.
In the past ten days, because they had been on a straight path, they didn't run into any strangers.
The most they encountered were desert beasts.
For example, large sand scorpions, black-and-white vipers, and so on.
However, they were all played to death by Marilyn, the curious cat, and then made into rations.
"If only we could return to the Spatial Magic Tower like this," Maromatha couldn't help but murmur.
At this point, Marilyn jumped out and said angrily, "That would be too boring. I'm so bored on the way. If only something could happen. "
Marilyn's instincts as a scout were too strong, or maybe her mouth was capable of turning misfortune into reality.
At noon on the next day, something did happen to them.
When they continued on their camels, a hot wind came from the northwest, right on their left side.
Roland didn't sense anything.
However, the black cat, the white cat, and the vulpera all looked to the northwest.
Roland happened to be right behind the black cat. Seeing that she was solemn, and seeing that the other two were the same, he asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
"The smell of blood. A very intense smell of blood." Maromatha couldn't help but say, "There are at least fifty-three different scents. They should be human."
"There are seventy-three," the vulpera prince said casually.
The vulpera had a better sense of smell than the werecats, especially when it came to the tiniest changes.
Roland looked in that direction too. Then, he retracted his gaze and focused his attention on his system menu.
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