Chapter 353 - Encounter With a Compatrio (2/2)

Roland shook his head at the “body” of the treant on the road.

It must be a counterattack of the summoned… For the spellcasters who lacked Restriction and Charm, the creatures they summoned were likely to attack them.

It was exactly what happened to Roland.

Besides… Roland felt that the treant just now was acting on instinct instead of reason.

Roland’s spellcasting had definitely succeeded. He merely lacked the skills and the Charm needed by a Summoner.

At this point, Andonara took out her handkerchief and wiped Roland’s nose gently.

Then, Roland saw the red stains of blood on Andonara’s handkerchief.

He had a nosebleed? When did that happen?

Was it because he ran out of mental power just now?

“Let’s take a rest.” Andonara asked Roland to sit down and said, “You’re working too hard.”

Seeing that Andonara was worried, Roland sat down against a tree and closed his eyes.

Players couldn’t sleep, but if they closed their eyes in the game, their health regeneration in the game would increase by 15%.

Soon after Roland closed his eyes, he heard noises around him. He opened his eyes, only to see that Andonara was holding her sword before him.

The six magic apprentices were also standing by vigilantly next to the road.

“What’s wrong?” Roland stood up.

“Did they wake you up?” Andonara pointed into the distance and said, “It’s nothing. A merchant convoy is approaching. We’re just taking precautions.”

Roland looked into the distance and found that it was indeed a convoy.

This conclusion could be easily drawn based on the wagons and the horses that only a merchant convoy would have.

As the convoy came closer and closer, Andonara became graver and graver, because all twenty merchants in the team were emitting the vibe and mental waves of professionals.

Professionals were definitely not so common that they could be seen everywhere.

Also, it was highly unusual that any professional would rather be a merchant instead of a bounty hunter.

Roland, however, seemed quite relaxed.

“Well, it’s a convoy of Golden Sons. There’s no need to worry.”

Andonara was slightly surprised. “Do you know them?”

“Not exactly.”

“Then how do you know that they’re your compatriots?”

“Because of their aura!”

Roland smiled. Those merchants looked magnificent and intimidating, but they left the impression of huskies with bulging eyes, something which could only be seen on the players.

Seeing how confident Roland was, Andonara was much more rea.s.sured.

The merchants came close slowly and warily. When their leader saw Roland, he was briefly stunned, before he shouted, “Shoot! Isn’t this the almighty Roland? Why are you here instead of with the queen…”

Then, the man noticed Andonara. His eyes glittering, he ran to Roland and Andonara, before he turned around and activated the system camera.

“Cheese.”

This player took a selfie of himself beside Roland and Andonara with the system camera.