Time was always the most precious thing, because when you needed it, it was something that couldn't be bought with any price. That last day, that afternoon, that last hour would leave a deep impression in one's mind, perhaps even unforgettable for the rest of one's life.
Time was also the cheapest thing. When one was at a loss and had no pursuits, those years or decades of time would turn into repetitive days, passing by like flowing water, leaving nothing behind.
The Descent Plan entered its final countdown … And then, it ended.
In the last few days, Rorschach was so busy that he almost went crazy, but no matter what, he finally patched up this loophole.
Prince Sean and his Northland exchange student friends were quite impressive, not only did they forcefully patched up all of Rorschach's loopholes, they even picked out the Northland's elite seedlings, the quality of which was quite good.
To be able to study in such a faraway place as a foreign exchange student, one had to be an elite or the second generation of a wealthy family after repeated selections. Under Prince Sean's repeated selections, the replacement students were considered the best of the best, which allowed Roxia to heave a sigh of relief.
As for whether it was because there were too many Northlanders, and it would be difficult to control in the future … Rorschach didn't have time to think about that, not to mention he didn't think this first batch was that important, if there really was a large investment later on.
It was impossible to control, the Northlanders had already given their all, and even the Barbarian Prince had joined in personally.
"Are you joking? You want to go to Ansorenne? Do you know the mortality rate of rookie Descenders? "
"… I need to express my sincerity, and at the same time fight for my own future. Believe me, whether I die or not, it won't affect our previous agreement."
There was only hope in his sincere eyes, without a trace of coercion or dissatisfaction, and even the awareness of self-sacrifice, but Rorschach couldn't take it anymore.
Rorschach was a person who could be persuaded by reason, but not cowed by force, the other party was risking his life to help him, using the honor of a prince to serve him, just hoping that the chances of him really fulfilling that "promise" would be higher.
At this time, Rorschach really regretted coming into contact with the Northlanders.
He was used to the Elves' hostility and malice, but this kindness and hope made him a little uncomfortable, and even a little afraid …
"I'm just an ordinary person. I'm just a newbie with six years of experience. I don't even have the confidence to step into the Immortal realm. I can't make a promise, and I don't want to make one. "
"It's fine. You don't have to promise me anything. This is my personal choice. As a descendant of barbarians, I also need to accept my own fate and challenges. I need to use battle and victory to awaken the confidence and unity of our people. Perhaps, in a hundred years, I will also be called a legendary hero. "
Young Sean's honesty and anticipation rendered Rorschach speechless.
However, with the addition of this student leader from the North, some things had inexplicably changed.
Students weren't the only ones who signed up. The local mercenaries and residents of the Mage Country all signed up as well.
Rorschach didn't know what they were thinking, but in the end, the list changed again and again in the last few days. In the end, the people who were chosen were a little too much. They might be stuck in the second or third tier, but they were either veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles, or good seedlings with amazing talent. It was likely that they really couldn't find a rookie to make up the numbers.
In fact, in the last few days, a few Northlanders used some unknown method to travel thousands of kilometers from the North to come here.
Rorschach felt that the situation was getting out of hand, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse their help. Not to mention, this help was something that he found himself. He brought his own food and was willing to risk his life for it.
However, Rorschach also knew that if he wasn't so hard-hearted as to ignore this kindness that he didn't need to repay, he would likely have to repay it in the future … At the very least, the person who received the hope would want to repay the person who received it.
He was a little hesitant, but there was no turning back in reality.
In the end, he could only accept this kindness.
It was time for the Descent Ritual. As the person involved, Rorschach didn't need to participate at all.
He only needed to fulfill his identity as a Descender, return to Ansorenne, and wait for his "express delivery" to arrive.
It was said that the magical ripples that day were at the level of a forbidden spell. The reason why it was "said" was because Rorschach was unable to be there at the time.
He was in the Land of Dreams. The barrier between the two worlds was enough to make forbidden spell ripples become nothing more than a breeze that could be ignored.
From that day onwards, his lifestyle changed completely.
After talking with Prince Sean, many things didn't change. Knowing more only added to his worries.
However, some preparations would never be enough.
Rorschach no longer appeared alone on the streets of the Cloud Tower. If there wasn't anything important, he wouldn't even go out for a week or half a month. If he had to go out, he would have at least two high-level combat job classes by his side. Even the residents of the Land of Dreams rarely saw him in person. He was becoming more and more like an otaku mage.
Apart from safety considerations, since many people had already turned their desires into actions, Rorschach was more busy with the important matters at hand. Although the Descent Ritual had been successful, the real work had only just begun.
The number of patrols and security guards in the Land of Dreams had tripled over the past few days. Considering that a few Undead Lords had been "hired," their strength had multiplied by several dozen times.
This wasn't just to guard against the elves. Rorschach could only smile when faced with the crazily increasing bounty on his head in the black market.
But soon, news came from Ansorenne that this short break was over. If he didn't want to pack up and return home after half a year, he would have to work overtime for the next half a year.
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