She actually called the police instead of notifying the Martialist Association. Was this her last mercy... After all, in a sense, the Association was not bound by the law, so it paid special attention to the behavior of martialists, and the internal punishment was often more severe than the law.
"No." Roland twitched the corner of his mouth. "Why is she still thinking about this at this critical moment? I don't know if I should call the police or deal with it internally! I didn't do anything, so I have a clear conscience! "
Anyway, I have to calm her down first...
"Call... the police?" Roland pretended to be surprised. "Why?"
"Why are you asking me why?" Garcia said exasperatedly. "What did I tell you before? Awakened people can easily fall into delusions of transcendence, lose themselves, and fall into depravity because of the power they obtain by chance. That's why martialists need to restrain themselves and guard their hearts. I don't want to interfere with your private life. It's okay to see girls coming out of your house, but they... they're not adults at all! The expansion of desire is one of the most obvious signs of depravity. Don't you understand? "
"Uh... Compared to the time he spent with the three girls, she was actually more angry at him for indulging his desire and embarking on a path of no return."
"I understand, but the problem is... if I really did what you said, why did I bring you here to witness the scene?" Roland sighed. "Don't you think it doesn't make sense at all?"
"Uh..."
"In fact, whether I did those things or not, it's easy to attract criticism, so the right thing to do is to avoid them being seen by others. But I took the initiative to let you see them. Don't you think there might be something fishy about it? "
Garcia blinked her eyes and slowly put down the phone in her hand. "Why?"
Roland secretly heaved a sigh of relief and said in the most sincere tone, "This is what I want to explain next. Miss Garcia... I need your help. "
...
Half an hour later.
"So, those girls who came out of your room don't have that kind of relationship with you, but are... part-time tutors?" Garcia asked with narrowed eyes.
"That's right," Roland said calmly. "They're all college students from nearby. Besides tutoring Zero, they can also teach these three girls. However, this was not a solution. If they taught them for a long time, they would become suspicious of their identities. After all, they were young, and it would be strange if they did not go to school. I had no choice but to replace him with a new candidate before the tutor became suspicious. "
He had been very careful in dealing with the problem of the God's Punishment Witches. The residents of the community had seen at most three or four witches walking out from 0825. This reason was not convincing, but at least it was reasonable.
"When you stood me up for the first time, you mentioned on the phone that 'relatives came to our house'. Are you referring to these three people?"
Hey, hey, that was more than half a year ago. Are you still brooding over it … "Yes, but they are not my real relatives. They are from the same village." Roland lied with a straight face. "Dawnen, St. Miran, Dodo and I live in the same village, on the same street. When I left the village, they were still playing in the mud by the pond. "
If these words were spoken in the normal world, it would be as strange as "excellent red flag bearer Edison" or "national tractor model Faraday". Fortunately, the Dream World had integrated his and Zero's memories, so it did not sound strange at all.
"Then why didn't they register?"
Roland paused for a moment. "Because of... their gender."
"I see." Garcia was silent for a long time. When she spoke again, her eyes were much softer. "Are there many people like them?"
"Yes, but it's only changed in the last ten years." Seeing that the conversation was going better than he had expected, Roland seized the opportunity to say, "The news that I joined the Martialist Association has spread in the village. They probably don't want to stay in that small place for the rest of their lives, so they came here to seek refuge with me …"
"Your... Brother Roland is telling the truth!"
"Please let us stay here!"
"I want to go to school."
The three of them made up the last part in time.
Garcia slightly turned her head away, seeming to be hesitating.
"Neither private tutors nor self-study can solve the fundamental problem. I hope they can live a normal life like ordinary people. Among all the people I know, you're the only one who can do this, "Roland said slowly. Even if Garcia could not do it, the Clover Group could. For such a large and powerful family business, it was not difficult for them to fill in a few illegal accounts.
Apparently, Garcia had also thought of this. After struggling for a while, she let out a long sigh and said, "I'm sorry, I can't help you."
Before Roland could speak, Garcia continued, "I've left my family and said I'd never see my father again. Moreover, the Clover Group still wants to demolish the apartment. If I go to him, he'll definitely make a big deal out of it. If that happens, there may be a rift in the protest team that supports me because of their trust in me. "
He wanted to say something more, but when he saw Garcia's clenched fists, he swallowed his words. She was sad that she could not help a stranger! This made Roland feel a little guilty. "I understand."
"But you can talk to him in person." Garcia raised her head and said, "Tomorrow night, my father will invite outstanding martialists to a hotel in the city center. Although he knows I won't go, he still sent me an invitation. This will at least show the media that he's still trying to save his family." She put on a ridiculous expression and said, "Although it's not your name on the invitation, you can enter the venue as a substitute. As long as I call the organizer, you can enter the venue with the invitation. The good thing about a substitute is that it can be either acceptance or rejection. If I choose you as my substitute, it will undoubtedly mean that I refuse. "
Roland immediately understood what Garcia meant. If Garcia invited his master, Lan, to attend the banquet, it would be the opposite in the eyes of others. It was like sending a gift to congratulate him, but sending a gift away would be a taunt.
"Talk to him in person …" Roland said while touching his chin.
"What's wrong? Are you scared?"
"You have to go even if you're scared. You've already done so much." Compared to his status as the king of Graycastle, this kind of banquet was just a small event for Roland. "I'm more worried that I'll have to go back empty-handed. After all, this kind of rejection is tantamount to ridicule them."
"Don't worry. My father is not an unreasonable person. In business, especially in transactions, he only cares about profits," Garcia said with a smile. "And you're not an ordinary martialist. Even the Prism City has noticed your growth. Don't underestimate yourself."
Roland vaguely understood what Garcia meant. "I'll try my best."
"To be honest, I'm very happy." Garcia stood up and reached out her right hand to him. "It turns out that you've never deviated from the path in your heart. On the contrary, I misunderstood you. I owe you this. I'm sincerely proud to have a martialist like you as my fighting partner. " She paused for a moment and then said, "Also, if you need my help in the future, just tell me. Don't call me Miss Garcia anymore … It doesn't suit you."
Roland slowly reached out his hand and held hers.
Although most of what he said was a lie, he did not forget his goal for a moment. He wanted to break the shackles of the Divine Will, discover the truth of the world, and save mankind from the endless battle of destiny.
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