Sometimes, even Rorschach himself hated this honest talent.
For example, when someone else's joke turned out to be a true death sentence.
"Are you kidding me? Most undead want me dead? Then I should have died long ago. "
Rorschach tried his best to smile, but his talent had already told him the truth. Isabella didn't say anything. At least from her perspective as a high-level undead, countless undead were waiting for Rorschach to die.
But what made Rorschach feel helpless was that no matter how he asked, Isabella wasn't willing to answer directly … But she never denied the fact that he had to be on guard against the undead.
In the end, Isabella only squeezed out a sentence, "You have to become stronger as soon as possible, stronger, the strongest, or else you'll be in danger." Then, she disappeared without a trace.
"… I'm already growing strong fast enough, right? I've already caught up to you. I can understand why the elves want me dead, but I have no grudges against the undead … "
Rorschach didn't receive an answer to his question.
Even on the way back, Rorschach kept thinking about this question.
But actually, it wasn't difficult to come up with a logical answer.
There were only two possible reasons for wanting someone to die. The first was that that person had a grudge against that person, or that person's grudge was related to someone else's grudge … When Roxia thought about his own parents, he felt that he could keep this possibility open.
But his parents had many enemies back in the day, so they probably had many friends as well. Offending all the undead in the world was too much. Rorschach still felt that this possibility was quite low.
"To be able to make the entire world want your son dead, how successful … or failed is that?"
The second possibility was even more common. It was nothing more than one person dying so that others would benefit. Just like how the elves wanted Rorschach to die, they wanted to completely eliminate the threat of royalty. But the Undead Empire obviously followed the law of the jungle, where the strong preyed on the weak. The Undead Lords were all warlords, and each Undead Senator was more powerful than the last. The so-called royalty was just a joke.
After much consideration, Rorschach finally gave up. There was too little information, and there was no point in making wild guesses.
"Isabella is right. The most important thing right now is to become as strong as possible. After leaving the 'newbie village' of Ansorenne, big shots will come knocking on my door at any time. I need to have the power to protect myself as soon as possible. As for the undead, we'll have to come into contact with them in the future anyway, so let's keep it for now … We can't meet them outside the Land of Dreams. "
Although he couldn't figure it out now, Rorschach felt that it was necessary to figure it out now. Since this was a world-wide problem and countless people wanted him dead, it was only a matter of time before he found out the reason.
"What a pity. We can only postpone the cooperation for now."
Rorschach really felt that it was a pity that the original plan was definitely going to be scrapped.
Originally, Rorschach had other intentions apart from making more money and connections by allying with the Xiluo undead.
The undead's influence in the Mist Alliance and the Northlands couldn't be underestimated. Originally, he wanted to establish a good relationship with the undead through his relationship with Isabella and Lynn. That way, when he went to the Northlands, the undead's support would be enough of a solid background.
Rorschach also knew that it wasn't appropriate to rely on others and outsiders. However, when he thought about how his enemy might be an entire country, or at least a quarter of the country's core leaders, he couldn't help but want to be lucky.
"Isabella's right …"
Rorschach reflexively repeated himself, which showed just how uneasy he was.
He had probably repeated this countless times already. Personal strength was the prerequisite for survival. He needed to continue working hard.
Fortunately, Rorschach had unknowingly broken through to level 6. This meant that he was on the verge of breaking through Legend rank and reaching Myth rank. There were far too many things that could be improved at this time.
"It's time to organize what I've learned, determine my future path, and also … forge my own Myth-ranked weapon."
Rorschach was both hesitant and excited. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time. If he took one more step, he would be able to become what others called a powerful individual, a truly powerful individual in the mortal plane.
Not only that, he faintly had an idea. It was a super daring idea that was actually quite effective when he thought about it.
"If I succeed, I'll probably be stuck at level 7 for a long time. However, I'll probably also become the strongest level 7, the type that won't fear level 9. Perhaps I can have a good talk with the elves then. "
In a way, Rorschach had been relieved too early.
He had originally thought that the trade with the undead would be in the future, at least after the new year when the Undead Lords would gradually arrive from all over the world.
However, he didn't consider that this was the Mage Country. There were countless high-level undead here to begin with. How could the powerful undead mages not be Undead Lords?
By the time he returned to his old shop, he discovered that there was already a row of high-level undead waiting for him at the door. The leader of the undead was someone he was familiar with from before.
"Lady Vinatia, why did you come here personally? Oh, I can directly deliver the fruit to you. It's only a short distance away. It won't matter. "
Meanwhile, Vinatia, who seemed like a living corpse, suddenly smiled … If one were to forcefully pull at one's cheeks with both hands, it would count as a smile.
Rorschach reflexively took two steps back. Vinatia noticed that something was wrong, so she put down her hands and didn't force the issue.
"My apologies, I smiled too little. I forgot which piece of meat I was supposed to use … Yep, Your Highness, rules must be followed. Since we've agreed to use the fruit in the Land of Dreams, I can't be an exception."
Rorschach subtly felt that Vinatia was much easier to deal with than before. Perhaps …
"… You guessed correctly. I haven't used my tongue in a long time, so I didn't speak too much."
Rorschach couldn't stand Vinatia's respectful attitude. He also noticed that Vinatia's right hand was holding onto the unconscious golden bat.
It seemed that even though Isabella had escaped in advance, she still couldn't outrun this powerful being who seemed to have mastered the power of time. She was blocked at the door.
When Vinatia saw Rorschach's hesitation, she forced out a subtle smile.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. I was sent by the royal family."
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