In Roland's spiritual world, the soul space that protected the core had all been broken into pieces, used to repel the Life Goddess.
His soul, with only the core left, was constantly being eroded by external energy, which was quite uncomfortable and painful.
To make a simple analogy, it was like peeling off all the skin and throwing away the fat, leaving only the blood vessels, muscles, and bones.
It was hard to describe how painful it was for a person without skin.
Roland's situation was the same. For a short time, he threw away all his soul space in exchange for a chance to escape.
Although this seemed reckless, it was actually the best solution at the time.
Invaded by the strongest god in one's spiritual world, there was no chance of survival if one didn't have the courage to cut off all means of retreat.
As long as he escaped, everything would be easy.
Even if he didn't run into Lady Bluebird, Roland would find a way to find someone and forcibly invade their soul to hide.
If it didn't work … the souls of certain large animals could also be used to temporarily hide.
Now that the core of Roland's soul had entered Lady Bluebird's soul, the world formed by her mind around it was the soul space. It was equivalent to human fat and skin, a protective layer that protected the soul core from the erosion of external energy.
Without the constant erosion of magic energy, Roland heaved a sigh of relief.
Lady Bluebird, who had a tender expression on her face, asked happily, "Roland, did you come out of the dream just to find us?"
Lady Bluebird knew that she didn't have a high place in Roland's heart, so she used the word "us."
If he just found one or two people, he probably wouldn't get a chance, but if he found a bunch of women, he would have a reason to blend in.
"Yes." Roland nodded.
There were quite a lot of people he wanted to pick up, including Andonara, the Winterwolf Holy Lady, Stephanie, and so on.
If possible, he would take Mystra with him too.
As long as she was willing to give up her identity as a god.
"That's great." Lady Bluebird happily held Roland's arm with both hands.
Lady Bluebird wasn't on Roland's list at first.
After all, in the game, his relationship with Lady Bluebird was at most familiarity, nothing more.
But he could also feel that Lady Bluebird was quite interested in him in the game.
He just didn't do anything to her because he had enough women around him at that time.
But now … he had already entered the other party's soul world, so he probably had to take responsibility for it.
Holding Roland's hand, Lady Bluebird simply looked at him affectionately and smiled without saying anything.
Anyway, she felt like she was going to catch him.
Roland wanted to struggle, but seeing the other party's expression, he gave up and said, "Can I stay in your soul world for two or three hours every day?"
Lady Bluebird smiled and nodded.
This was the first time she had entered the world of her soul … This kind of direct connection between heart and soul made her feel very satisfied.
There was nothing happier than regaining his lost memories and escaping from the dream.
Roland found Lady Bluebird surprisingly easy to talk to.
He wanted to stay in Lady Bluebird's soul, partly to borrow her soul space to protect himself, and partly to rebuild his own soul space.
After becoming a Demigod, Roland had already touched the essence of the soul. After absorbing the Divine Spark of Dragon Descendant Evolution, he had a certain ability to observe the essence of the world.
This was also why he was able to shatter his own soul and force the Life Goddess to retreat.
Since it could be destroyed, it could naturally be rebuilt.
In the following days, he stayed in Lady Bluebird's boudoir and didn't come out.
Lady Bluebird served him every day. After accumulating a certain amount of mental power in her soul, his soul returned to his body and began to construct a magic array to repair his soul.
Magic could do a lot of things. It could quickly repair the body, and naturally, there were ways to repair the soul.
Provided that the soul core wasn't destroyed.
Lady Bluebird stayed in the room every day and looked at Roland. She couldn't get tired of looking at him.
Logically speaking, she should've told the queen the news of Roland's appearance.
But out of a woman's consideration, she didn't say it … She wanted to spend more time with Roland.
After all, in the dream, the queen and Roland already had a substantial relationship, and she only had a crush on him. If she didn't take advantage of this opportunity to get closer to him, she might not have such a good opportunity again in the future.
Most of the time, when a man and a woman were alone in a room, something was likely to happen.
It was the same for these two.
Lady Bluebird was beautiful, gentle, and had a great figure. More importantly, she seemed to be at his mercy.
Roland was a bit reserved at first, but after more than half a month, the two of them were hugging each other in bed.
It had to be said that as long as the name was wrong, there was no nickname wrong.
The reason why Lady Bluebird had this nickname was because she sang very well.
Like a bluebird's crisp and mellow voice, it was fascinating and pleasing to the listener.
Roland found that this was indeed true.
Lady Bluebird's other singing voice was even more pleasant.
It lingered and swam, rising and falling between high and low.
Although she wasn't as beautiful as Andonara, and her figure was a little less than Andonara's.
But that special singing voice really made up for both of these weaknesses.
She was able to tie with Andonara in this regard.
She was a head above Stephanie.
And Roland, while constructing magic, went in and out of Lady Bluebird's soul and body, having a great time.
The originally painful reconstruction of the soul space became a lot easier.
In the blink of an eye, Roland had been in Lady Bluebird's boudoir for twenty-three days.
The reconstruction of the soul space had come to an end.
And this time, Roland also specially used alchemy to make trinkets that increased mental resistance.
Every time he suffered, he learned.
There were two reasons why Mordenkainen was able to fight the gods with the floating city.
One was that the strongest Life Goddess didn't make a move at all, and the other was that he had no weaknesses.
Roland grew too fast, and there were shortcuts in other aspects, but not in the soul, which was his weakness.
The purity of the soul was related to the exercise of one's will, which was a painstaking effort that couldn't be faked at all.
When Mordenkainen flew the floating city to the Astral Plane, he was already in his seventies, although he looked no different from a thirty-year-old.
And Roland was now only in his early thirties, and more importantly, he had been studying magic for less than ten years.
No matter how talented he was, he still couldn't make up for it in terms of the soul.
However, humans were intelligent creatures that could use tools, and since his own abilities weren't up to par for the time being, it was a racial instinct to use tools to make up for weaknesses.
These trinkets, all carefully made by Roland, were very small and could be hidden close to his body, undetectable.
In such a way, when he was under mental attack, the enemy wouldn't know that it was the equipment at work, but would think that Roland's soul was tough, so the enemy would use less or no soul attacks.
Roland finished the construction of the magic array for the day and looked at Lady Bluebird, who was sitting next to him in sexy pajamas. He was immediately interested again.
Hugging a beauty to bed and letting her sing to him happily was a rare and extreme enjoyment.
At the same time, outside of the manor, the old butler Jeff said politely to a middle-aged man, "Lord Wayne, Lady Bluebird won't see you. Please go. Also, Lady Bluebird said that, in case other people have bad associations, you should come during the day if you have to. She doesn't want her reputation to be tarnished again. "
Wayne subconsciously clenched his right hand into a fist. He said unhappily, "I'm her husband. Why can't I visit her at night?"
The old butler said softly, "You should know the specific reason, Lord Wayne."
Of course he knew.
It was because Bluebird despised him.
But now … His family was being targeted, and he begged someone to spare his family. The high-ranking noble only said, "I'm told that Lady Bluebird's singing is very pleasant. I hope that I can listen to a few songs. Everything will be easier if I'm happy."
That was why he came to see Lady Bluebird recently.
He wanted her to help his family escape from the disaster.
But she was nowhere to be seen at this moment.
If it were before, Wayne would've charged in and dragged her out.
But he didn't dare to do that right now, because Lady Bluebird was backed by the queen.
The grand noble didn't dare to do that either. He could only take a roundabout route and didn't dare to force his way in.
This place was very quiet. He could hear the night wind and the chirping of the insects clearly.
Standing outside of the manor, he could vaguely hear the sound of singing from inside the manor, but when he listened carefully, it seemed that there was nothing.
Wayne looked even more awful. He couldn't help but ask, "I'm told that an outsider entered the manor. Old Jeff, you're the butler. You should know if it's true. Tell me."
Old Jeff said slowly, "That's not true. This is Her Majesty's territory. Who dares to come in casually? "
"For the sake of your thirty years of service to the Wayne family, give me a definite answer." Wayne began to play the emotional card.
The old butler remained as calm as before. "That's not true."
Wayne gritted his teeth and left. He had been feeling agitated in the past month, probably because the grand noble behind him was pressing him more and more.
He left the manor, but he didn't know that at least one Thief in black night clothes was following him.
After Wayne returned to the manor, one of the Thieves left and went all the way to the bottom of the royal palace through an unknown tunnel. He also offered a piece of intelligence.
Very soon, the parchment with the new intelligence was in Stephanie's hands.
Because she had to grade the government affairs, she didn't go to sleep even though it was late at night.
"Wayne is really not a man." Stephanie shook her head. "He wants his wife to sell her body in exchange for a moment of peace for the family. What if it's Ro … Ro what? I read the diary in the morning. It hasn't been long, and I've almost forgotten his name. "
She heaved a helpless sigh and continued reading the intelligence.
But very soon, she frowned.
"Lady Bluebird's manor has recently purchased a lot of magic materials? A wild man is suspected to be staying in her room? "
There was no telling what Stephanie was thinking as she held the parchment.
In the end, she sighed softly. "It's not her fault. She waited for five or six years just by relying on the dream. Now that she's almost forgotten about it, it's reasonable for her to find another man. "
Stephanie put the parchment on the table and said to herself, "I'll help her a little longer. I hope that her new man is strong enough to protect her."
After another seven days or so, exactly one month, Roland finally finished repairing his soul.
Fortunately, Lady Bluebird's room was relatively large, and it wasn't a problem to arrange the furniture well and draw a medium-sized magic array.
There were many things that one wouldn't know how good they were until they were lost.
Although his soul space had been rebuilt, it wasn't very stable yet. It would take a long time for it to completely fit with the soul core.
The scattered mental resistance trinkets were all kept close to his body.
The shortcoming of his relatively low soul resistance had been made up for.
The next step was to rebuild the floating city.
This world was the real world. As soon as Roland woke up, he found that the concentration of magic power here was about thirty percent higher than in the game.
After all, the game world was only an illusion, made from a small corner fragment of the world.
It couldn't completely simulate the real world.
A thirty percent higher concentration of magic power allowed Roland to do things even more exaggerated than in the game world.
For example, he could rub a new floating city in ten days.
But Roland didn't follow up on this right away. Instead, he was considering how the new floating city should be perfect.
Theoretically speaking, the composition and nature of the soil also affected the strength and toughness of the slate after Mud to Stone.
The previous floating city could be cut through by the Sword of Life because the material used to build the shell at the time was ordinary mud.
What if he used a more advanced material to perform the Mud to Stone technique?
The shell of the floating city would definitely be much harder than before.
And with a thickness of more than ten kilometers, it wouldn't be so easy for the Life Goddess to cut through the floating city if she fought it again.
Thinking of this, he said to Lady Bluebird, "Can you help me contact the queen?"
"Of course not."
If Lady Bluebird had known this day would come, Roland wouldn't have stayed in his bedroom for the rest of his life.
When he recovered, he would come out one day.
So she didn't feel bad. Over the past month, she and Roland had made love so many times that she even felt a sense of satisfaction.
Even if Roland didn't want her anymore.
She wouldn't regret having a relationship with Roland.
Of course … if Roland really left, she would still be sad.
But she could accept it with a smile. That was probably how it felt.
Lady Bluebird was a person of action. After she agreed, she immediately went to see Stephanie.
Queen Stephanie met her in the parlor and even took the initiative to hug Lady Bluebird. She said with a smile, "What are you doing here instead of staying with your new man at the manor? Well … as expected of a woman nourished by love, your skin texture is much better than before. "
Indeed, Lady Bluebird's skin was now fair and rosy, and any woman would be envious to see it.
Lady Bluebird looked around and whispered in Stephanie's ear, "That's Roland."
"What?"
Stephanie froze.
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