"What's so strange about it?" Andonara asked rhetorically, blinking her eyes and looking quite cute.
Roland grunted and said, "You seem to have become a little more refined and gentle."
"Is that so?" Andonara's eyes curved into a smile. "Do you like the feeling you have now?"
Roland nodded.
Only a fool wouldn't nod. It seemed that his woman wanted to change her temperament and image, so of course he had to support her.
He didn't care too much about it, and then went to deal with Casulefin and her daughter, as well as Bigby.
First, he took out the magic materials in his spatial ring, exchanged them for gold coins at market price, and then bought a small manor in the city for Casulefin, less than five hundred meters away from Roland's manor.
Then he put the rest of the gold coins in the cellar of this new manor.
In the cellar, which smelled of musty earth, small treasure chests were lined up side by side, each containing about fifty gold coins.
"I've put the rest of the money here, 609 gold coins." Roland looked at Casulefin next to him and said, "This money, as long as you don't spend it extravagantly, is enough for you and your daughter to live in prosperity for the rest of your life. Also, I've temporarily transferred the guards of the Magic Tower to help guard the manor. After you settle down and get familiar with this place, you can hire someone you trust to guard the manor, and then I'll withdraw the guards. "
The matter of money had to be made clear, and then the matter of the guards had to be made even more clear.
Otherwise, the other party might mistakenly think that he wanted to use the guards to control her, and that would be troublesome.
Perhaps the kindness would turn into resentment.
Looking at Roland's already good-looking face, Casulefin's heart was filled with gratitude.
A few days ago, she had lived in a small house with her daughter in fear.
Now, however, she had her own manor again, and she was even the owner of this manor. Unlike before, even when Aldo was alive, she was just a dancer who had been promoted to a concubine, and it was only because she was the first to conceive a child that she received some preferential treatment. But later, as more children were born, her status became less important.
Some time ago, when Aldo died, she even fell into despair, thinking that she had finally had a chance to leave the commoners, but she didn't expect to fall into the abyss again with her daughter.
Fortunately … Roland came and saved her from her predicament.
The ups and downs of life were too exciting for her, and Roland, who helped her in her hour of need, naturally won her favor.
Especially Roland's straightforward and noble attitude … How many nobles would be able to return a few hundred gold coins just like that?
Furthermore, he had made it clear that he had no intention of controlling himself.
Such a good man … She looked at Roland with watery eyes. "Mr. Roland, I believe in you."
"Also, what are your plans regarding Bigby?"
These words were like a bucket of water that splashed away the ripples in Casulefin's heart, and she became silent at once.
"I know he's not your son, and he's an illegitimate child. You might not like him, but I personally suggest that you treat him like your own son."
"Why?" Casulefin's face was full of confusion. "Or is this your opinion, sir?"
He emphasized the word opinion, but there was no anger or dissatisfaction in it.
Instead, it was full of flattery. If it was Roland's opinion, she would carry it out.
The more one climbed up from the bottom, the more they could understand the "situation" in most cases, and the easier it was to succumb to power.
Roland shook his head and said, "I'm just suggesting, because if you really treat him like your own son, then you'll have a pretty strong backer in the future."
"He's very talented in magic?" Casulefin asked in surprise. "He's just the son of a peasant woman."
Roland was tempted to say that she was also a dancer … but thought better of it.
The obsession with blood and bloodline was rooted in the hearts of most people in this world.
The father was a hero, and the son was still a hero.
The father was the son of a noble, and the son would always be a noble.
Of course … it was normal to have such thoughts.
For example, the Hero's Blood of the Reed family was very unreasonable. After so many generations, once activated, it was incredibly strong, and even had more room for growth because it was cross-bred with humans.
Andonara dared to fight a Demigod as a Legend, and when she became a Demigod, she would definitely be able to cut most gods to death.
"His magic talent may be a little less than that of your daughter, Yadseer," Roland explained. "But he has a good heart and is tenacious, and even dared to kill me in his heart when he thought I was going to take him away. That's a good quality, and at the same time, he values his family very much, daring to kill for his mother, and attaches great importance to family. Not to mention that you're going to replace his biological mother, but as long as you're nice to him, he'll definitely repay you for the rest of his life. "
Casulefin nodded repeatedly to show that she understood.
Mages, in her opinion, were smart people, and the words of smart people shouldn't be wrong.
After speaking, the two came out of the cellar and saw two children playing on the lawn of the manor.
Bigby grabbed a green bug and clumsily tried to please his half-sister, but he scared her into tears, and was frantically trying to comfort her.
Roland walked over, and Yadseer, who was wiping away her tears, immediately stopped crying and hid behind Bigby.
She was clearly the older sister, but she acted like a younger sister and needed her younger brother's protection.
Bigby looked at Roland and smiled.
He knew that the man in front of him was indeed a good person and indeed good to him.
"Starting tomorrow, both of you will come to my Magic Tower and receive basic magic training. Get up early, understand?"
The two children nodded vigorously.
Then Roland turned and left.
Bigby hesitated for a moment and wanted to follow behind Roland.
But he had only taken two steps when he heard someone shout behind him, "Bigby, where do you want to go?"
Bigby turned around and looked at Casulefin somewhat suspiciously.
The young woman came over and took his hand, then her daughter's hand, and led the two of them into the house while saying, "From now on, this is your home as well, and I'm your eldest mother, and it's my duty to take care of you. Of course, as a boy, you're also obliged to take care of Yadseer in the future, and although she's the older sister, she's still a girl. "
Yadseer puffed up her face. "I'm the older sister, I don't need my younger brother to protect me."
Bigby froze slightly, then nodded heavily with a faint smile on his face.
His eldest mother's hand was warm, only a little less than his mother's, and he liked it very much.
After Roland returned to his manor, he sat in it and watched Andonara busy making a cake, feeling that something was wrong.
Recently, Andonara had given him the feeling that she had changed into a different person.
Overall, her personality was the same, but some of her little actions had changed.
It wasn't exactly clear, but it was the kind of little habit that only a very loving old couple could feel.
Or rather, the atmosphere.
Andonara soon finished baking the cake and brought it to the table.
Roland took a bite. It was sweet but not greasy, and it tasted as good as ever.
Then he looked Andonara up and down and frowned slightly.
"What's wrong?" Andonara asked him with a rather cute smile, tilting her head.
Well … it was cute, but it was still strange.
Normally, Andonara was always sexy, so why was she going the cute route now?
Roland asked as he ate the cake, "By the way, did you get that statue of the Goddess of Magic in the backyard?"
"Yeah, I'm starting to believe in the Goddess of Magic now and plan to moonlight as her Priest."
Roland blinked in surprise. For a purely physical profession that couldn't cast spells, believing in a god and gaining the right to use divine spells was a good way to increase their strength.
Although the power of their divine spells would certainly be slightly inferior to that of a Priest with a truly high Perception attribute, it was better than not being able to cast spells at all.
"If you can get the right to use Teleportation after you become a believer of the Goddess of Magic, that would be awesome."
Think about it, Andonara was already at the top of melee combat, and if she learned Teleportation or Teleportation, tsk tsk.
Maybe it was the aftereffect of believing in a god?
It was said that after a Priest believed in a god, because they agreed with the idea of the god and could even perceive the spirit of the god, there was a slight change in their personality?
That made sense.
Roland nodded and didn't think any more about it.
He was never afraid of the problem of Andonara's soul changing.
The reason was simple. He was a Mage and extremely sensitive to mental fluctuations.
Everyone's mental fluctuations were different, and they changed every day, which was caused by emotions.
But the inner spiritual core wouldn't change.
Andonara's soul core was as good as ever, with no problems at all.
After eating the cake, Roland went to take a shower, and then returned to his room to see Andonara, in translucent pajamas, lying on the bed, her face red.
Well … Roland didn't hesitate to take out a Dragon Meat Reagent from his Backpack, gulped it down, and then with a wave of his right hand, threw the bottle aside generously, and like a warrior courting death, he said righteously, "Let's fight."
Both of them had rested for a few days, and it was time for a battle.
But Roland knew very well that he couldn't beat Andonara.
He might still have the strength to fight in the beginning, but in the middle and later stages, he was just meat on a chopping block, at her mercy.
Looking at Roland's sullen expression, Andonara's face became even redder.
Then Roland walked to the edge of the bed with one hand and one foot.
Roland had thought it would be a long battle, but he was wrong.
This was a battle that would destroy everything in its path.
The winner was himself.
This was unbelievable.
He stared blankly as Andonara kept rolling her eyes, her whole body trembling, and then her eyes strangely turned pink.
This!
Roland was startled.
He even felt a familiar godhood leaving Andonara's body at a very fast speed.
Then it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Then Andonara's pupils turned back to pale gold.
This, this, this!
What was going on?
Roland opened his mouth in surprise. He had a weird, bad feeling.
At this moment, Andonara, who had been rolling her eyes, suddenly came back to herself. She stared at Roland for a moment, then with a swoosh, she rolled over and threw Roland on the bed.
Looking at Andonara, who still wanted more, Roland realized that this was the woman he used to be familiar with.
Was that … a god or a ghost?
In fact, he had an answer in his heart.
About the next morning, the two finally finished their battle.
Holding Andonara in his arms, Roland couldn't help but ask, "How could you agree to such an outrageous thing?"
"You knew?" asked Andonara in embarrassment.
"I'm a Mage after all, and I could still feel it when her spiritual and divine consciousness left."
Andonara drew circles on Roland's chest with her finger and asked jealously, "How did she feel?"
"Wasn't it you?" Roland asked curiously. "It was your body. It was you that I felt."
"Is that so?" Andonara said with a faint smile.
But she didn't ask further.
In fact, although it was the same body, it gave a completely different feeling.
How should he put it … Andonara was a top mango that was ripe, sweet but not greasy, and made people want to eat it all the time.
The pink-eyed version of Andonara gave the impression of a ripe strawberry, sweet and sour, and quite delicious.
Also, Roland felt that the strawberry taste could be developed, such as adding some seasoning.
Looking at Andonara's faint smile, Roland felt that he had to take the initiative, so he asked, "You haven't answered me yet. Why did you agree to such an outrageous thing?"
"It's not outrageous. I'm just letting her borrow your body," said Andonara with a chuckle. "You've already fused your souls. You're still missing a little contact."
"That's different!" Roland explained. "It's just asking her to help me improve the quality of my soul. It's serious business."
Andonara touched Roland's face and said in a low voice, "I know you're a Golden Son, so you have a lot of ideas that are different from ours. For us, the most sincere and deepest love is the fusion of souls. "
Roland was stunned. "Wait, is that something that's accepted?"
"Of course." Andonara smiled. "Haven't you read a lot of books? When the legendary characters in the books fall in love, they all say … that they're willing to fuse their souls with yours. "
"Isn't that a way of expressing love?" Roland was quite shocked.
People on Earth often said the same thing, "My heart and your heart will never be separated."
Wasn't it just a figure of speech?
The fusion of souls in this world was a "phenomenon" of love?
Roland felt that things weren't going well. He had been tricked by his subconscious ideas again.
In other words, he was courting the Goddess of Magic?
Then why did she agree to such an outrageous request?
Could it be … that she really loved him to the extreme?
Roland felt that he was almost dumbfounded.
Looking at Roland's dumbfounded expression, Andonara said casually, "Don't worry. I'll find a way to fuse my soul with yours soon. That's the condition she promised me."
And in the Paradise of Magic, a cluster of divine consciousness flew back from the main plane and sank into the goddess' body.
Mystra moaned softly and sat on the throne, twisting her waist back and forth for a long time before she stopped.
"This is too exciting."
She blushed like transparent agate.
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