Chapter 409 - Arrival at Bluewater Harbor (1/2)

Though dumbfounded, Roland decided to listen on.

The Bard narrated that Aslan buried Kira in grief and returned to the secret base of the Hollevin branch of Green Shade, where he informed Kira’s wife of the devastating news.

Then, under Aslan’s consolation and coercion, Kira’s frightened wife had to accept him.

Here, the Bard even sang a dirty song about the helplessness of Kira’s wife in bed, which captivated the alcoholics. In the end, Aslan laid his hands on Kira’s twelve-year-old daughter.

But at this point, Kira’s wife burst into rage. Determined to protect her daughter, she stood up to Aslan.

Aslan, infuriated, didn’t punish the mother and the daughter, but exiled them from the base of Green Shade. Eventually, they went missing, never to be seen again.

That was the end of the narrative poem. The alcoholics who just came back to themselves from the dirty song all despised Aslan.

Even the bottomfeeders had morals in their hearts.

Claiming someone else’s wife and even his daughter was definitely heinous.

Besides, earlier in the story, Green Shade had been hamstringing the protagonists under the excuse that they were protecting nature. The audience had long been angry with them even without the ending.

Roland was quite satisfied. Though the Guild of Bards seemed to have crossed the line in their smearing, Green Shade, who considered human beings a disease, would never come to a humble place like a tavern, so they could never hear it.

Therefore, they would have no reaction to the Bards’ smear campaign.

By the time they realized something was wrong, it was possible they would already be a public enemy in Hollevin.

When that day came, Roland would be happy to see if they would judge human beings from their moral high ground again.

Roland returned to the Magic Tower from the tavern. It was already late at night. Andonara was lying in bed when she heard his footsteps. She immediately walked out.

She was wearing an almost transparent nightgown, same as the one that she wore when Roland first met her.

She was very alluring.

Taking a deep breath, Roland sat down at the edge of the bed.

Andonara embraced him softly, warm and flagrant. They cuddled for quite a while. Roland had to admit that the premarital lessons of the royal family were indeed extraordinary.

They sat next to each other, shoulder to shoulder. Andonara asked in a low voice, “Is this trip because of me?”

“Yes. Hawk said that a sword is sealed in that place, and that the flames it emits are blue, like yours.”

Andonara said happily, “Actually, you don’t have to go out for me. You can focus on your own business. I’m satisfied just to be with you.”

“That’s fine. I don’t have anything else to do anyway.” Roland waved his hand.

“Liar.” Andonara kissed Roland’s face and continued with a smile, “You have countless more spells to work on, and you need to look for the elemental cores. Do you really not have anything to do?”

Roland shrugged.

“That sword,” Andonara whispered, “it may be my great-grandfather’s weapon, Sword of the Hero. I heard about it when I was little. I only knew that it was hidden somewhere by my great-grandfather. I didn’t expect that the Golden Sons would find it!”

Roland was rather surprised. “Why would Hero Kelter hide it instead of leaving it to his children?”

“I don’t know.” Andonara shook her head, her blonde hair flowing like waves. “He didn’t leave any of his Hero equipment for us. I don’t know why.”

“Maybe it’s in Cage’s book!” Roland thought a moment and said, “I’ll ask around in Reed Village before we set off tomorrow.”

Andonara said, “That’s not a bad idea. He might have had a special reason. It’s a shame that you can’t take anyone with you when you teleport, or I would visit my uncle too.”

“Do you want me to bring any gifts for you?” asked Roland.

“Yes, I should prepare some gifts.”

Andonara got up and covered herself in a coat. Then, she was busy.

About half an hour later, Andonara returned with meatloafs, fruits, and some seasonings. She gave all of them to Roland and asked him to put them in the system Backpack.

Then, she returned to bed and went to sleep.

As a player, Roland didn’t need to sleep. He continued optimizing spells, this time those concerning magic arrays.

Christina didn’t know much about magic arrays. Her contractual magic array was just something she memorized.

But through his own a.n.a.lysis and mathematical modeling, Roland had grasped some of the basic applications of magic arrays.

For example, he had learned how to embed spells into the magic arrays through their sh.e.l.ls.

He had found the door to the knowledge. What he needed to do next was to open the door so that he could learn all about magic arrays.

That being said, he didn’t have sufficient data for magic arrays, even though he had acquired a lot of data with mathematical models.

He still lacked something critical. Though he had found the door, he still needed a key, or a bomb.

If only he could find information on other magic arrays.