Chapter 425 - By “My Friend,“ I Mean Me (1/2)

Betta soon saw Roland. He immediately stood up and waved at Roland. “Brother Roland, come here.”

Roland walked to them.

The girl who appeared to be a Saint Samurai stood up too.

“Brother Roland, this is Dinah. She’s the person who gave the mission to me.” Betta seemed a lot maturer than before. “Dinah, this is Roland, my good friend.”

“Nice to meet you.” The girl named Dinah slightly nodded at Roland. “Mr. Schuck mentioned you before. He said that you’re one of his best friends.”

“You are indeed a Saint Samurai.” Roland smiled.

It seemed that his intuition was right.

The girl nodded. “I’m also the worst of all the Saint Samurai.”

While speaking gently, she asked Roland to sit down.

She then continued, “I’m not even close to the real geniuses like Mr. Schuck.”

Roland felt that Dinah was only being modest. He didn’t think that they could be so different when they were both Saint Samurai.

But in fact… Dinah was telling the truth.

Among the Saint Samurai, the gaps between them might be greater than that between a pond and an ocean even though they were the same level.

It was well-acknowledged that Schuck was the most talented Saint Samurai.

In comparison, Dinah was the least talented. But it didn’t really matter. In most cases, Saint Samurai was a lifelong job as long as they didn’t violate the doctrines, however weak they were or how little progress they made.

Only the G.o.ddess of Light had the right to deprive them of their t.i.tle as Saint Samurai.

Pouring a cup of fruit wine for Roland, Betta said, “Brother Roland, you’re the fastest. It probably will take days before the rest of them come.”

Roland nodded his head. “Teleportation is always the fastest. That’s normal. But what exactly is your mission?”

Betta subconsciously looked around, as if he feared that anyone might be eavesdropping.

Dinah said with a smile, “Don’t worry. I won’t give this mission to them even if anybody else learns it.”

The girl stared at Betta with bright eyes when she talked.

Roland sipped the fruit wine and secretly nodded after he looked at Dinah and Betta.

However, Betta did not seem to understand the girl’s bright eyes. Instead of looking back at Dinah, he said to Roland, “Ms. Dinah hopes that we can fetch some water from the Well of Light in a desolate place. Her reward is a t.i.tle of viscount under the Hibiscus family, and a rather broad land as my fief.”

Roland was briefly stunned. “You will become a n.o.ble with real power and land?”

Betta nodded.

Roland looked at Dinah in disbelief. He was rather amazed by the rewards that the girl promised.

A real n.o.ble and half-n.o.bles differed in that the real n.o.bles had their fiefs and their family properties.

Though Betta had always been a n.o.ble, it was nothing more than a t.i.tle. He had some privileges, but he couldn’t really step into the cla.s.s of n.o.bles.

The situation would be completely different if he had a fief.

There was only limited land in a country. If some people had more, other people would have less.

Therefore, land was of critical importance to n.o.bles, who would rather die before giving their properties away.

Did the girl have the right to offer such a large area of land?

What would her family say about it?

Seeing the confusion on Roland’s face, Dinah explained, “That part of land is mine in the first place. Also… it’s barely habitable. Betta has to reconstruct it thoroughly after he takes it.”

Thinking for a moment, Roland asked, “With all due respect, is that land full of woods?”

But woods wouldn’t really matter. They could always tear the trees down and build houses there.

“It’s a swamp,” Dinah said rather awkwardly. “It’s supposed to be my dowry. It’s a gift from the leader of my clan who felt sorry for me and is of little actual significance. n.o.body will say anything even if I give it away.”

That explained a lot… So, women were discriminated against in this world too.

But Roland had other plans in mind. He asked again, “How big is that swamp?”

“More than 4,000 square kilometers!” replied Dinah casually.

It was not small at all. It was almost the size of half a modern metropolis.

Roland looked at Betta. “What do you think?”

“I’ll take it,” Betta said casually. “As a Divine n.o.ble, I have a cla.s.s quest which demands that I have my own fief. The larger, the better.”

“Okay.” Roland stood up. “It’s settled then. I’ll go to the a.s.sociation of Mages and read some books. Inform me when the rest of the gang gets here.”

“Then will you stay here tonight?” Betta asked as he stood. “This manor is very large. It can accommodate a few more people. Dinah said that we could all sleep here.”

While walking away, Roland waved his hand. “That’s unnecessary. I don’t want to be a hindrance.”

Betta was too young to understand what Roland meant.

Dinah, on the other hand, blushed.

Roland left the manor. However, he didn’t go to the a.s.sociation of Mages but to the city wall.