Chapter 225 - Antis“ Frustration (1/2)

Antis’ expression immediately became strange, and he was silent for a moment before saying, “Follow me.”

It was still that small house under the city gate, but this time there was an extra postman next to it.

Antis seemed to know the postman as well and nodded in greeting upon seeing him.

Sitting down inconveniently in his full body armor, Antis leaned back against the uneven wall, clasped his hands to his chest, and said slowly, “I knew you’d come back when Little Bard screamed those words before he died because the only friend he had was you.”

Roland stared into the other man’s eyes and asked, “I thought you were a friend of his too.”

“Just an acquaintance, not a friend.”

“You’re still distantly related.”

Upon hearing this, Antis laughed; not at Roland, but with a self-deprecating smile. “A distant relative is nothing; real family members are honey-mouthed and dagger-hearted. I didn’t take advantage of the opportunity to strike him while he was down for my own gain, and that’s more than kind enough.”

It sounded very cold, unreasonable even, but in fact, it was quite fair.

Roland did develop the idea that Antis was already kind enough.

“How much do you know about why Kaka died?” Roland asked indifferently.

Antis’ delicate fingers pressed lightly against his pretty face as he pondered what to say and what not to say.

After a while, he looked up and said, “Little Bard’s death was the result of a struggle between the royal family and the a.s.sociation of Mages. That’s all I can say; you’ll have to look into the details yourself. After all, I’m also on the royal family’s side, and there are some things that can’t be said from my standpoint, at least not by me.”

After speaking, Antis put his helmet back on, covering his sweet, charming face.

Then he walked outside and was about to leave the room when Roland’s deep voice came from behind him.

“Thank you.”

Antis paused for a moment before he slowly walked out.

The room quieted again, as the postman breathed and said in an incredulous tone, “It feels like a big show. The royal family, the a.s.sociation of Mages, the queen, Little Bard, the outcast… and that’s just what we see on the surface. It’s not even clear how many other families are involved privately. Just thinking about it, it gives the impression of a joint and coordinated palace drama.”

“You think too highly of them.” Roland got up and said disdainfully, “It’s just a few families fighting over a bone and biting at each other like dogs.”

The postman shrugged indifferently, not arguing.

He was well aware that Roland was in an extremely bad mood right now.

It sounded very much like Roland was in an incompetent rage and on a ranting tirade.

But he knew quite well that the man in front of him was the strongest of the Mage players. A single fireball could break down the gates of the city, and as a player, having the characteristic of immortality, it wasn’t difficult for one person to stir up a sudden storm in the capital.

Now the postman had already made preparations for a live broadcast. He also often hung about in the forum, and the first two players who livestreamed Roland bombing the city gates each received more than 100,000 yuan in tips. This made him quite envious.

Now it was finally his turn.

Although he told Roland that he was to complete the epic quest, it was a small matter compared to the income from the livestream. Besides, now that he didn’t have a letter delivery quest for the time being, it shouldn’t be too much to follow Roland and gain popularity and some money.

Roland walked out of the room.

The postman followed, asking as he walked, “Now what’s next?”

“Meeting up with friends.”

Friends? The other members of F6?

The postman’s eyes lit up. It had always been a secret how many F6 members there were: some said six, some said seven, and now the ones standing in the open were Roland, the strongest mage, and Schuck, the Red Dragon Knight.

The ident.i.ties of the others were still a mystery, except the fact that there seemed to be a Rogue, a Berserker, and a Hunter?

Livestreaming now, there should be many watching to figure out their ident.i.ties.