Chapter 510 - No One Understands Emotions Better Than I Do (2/2)

It was quite safe, and no one usually came down here at random.

An excellent hiding spot indeed.

Now that the target had been decided, Roland immediately started to act. He spread out his mental power to explore the underground layout clearly, avoiding the underground water vein, so as not to collapse the water vein and ruin the underground library when he “dug” past it.

It took about half an hour for Roland to open the underground pa.s.sage to the library.

They were already on the outskirts of the manor and not far from the underground library, so naturally, it was quick.

The pa.s.sage opened up a large hole directly in the wall of the library. Roland jumped in first, looked around, and then scouted the area with his mental power to make sure no one was there before saying into the hole, “It’s safe, come in.”

Then Andonara jumped in with Stephanie on her back.

Their mood was much better right when they entered the s.p.a.cious area from the narrow hole in the ground.

This was quite normal. A narrow s.p.a.ce would give one a sense of safety, but after staying for a long time, one would become gloomy and fearful of going out.

It also decreased motivation.

After entering the library, Roland found a corner and took out three sets of bedding and rations from his Backpack, and the three of them sat together and ate jerky.

Stephanie, being a princess and delicate, would have despised the jerky.

But the healing spell drained energy and strength from her, and now she was starving.

Besides, the taste of the jerky was satisfactory, and she felt that it was like a delicacy when she tasted it. She looked at Roland as she slowly chewed the jerky.

The man was plain-looking, but he truly behaved differently from the arrogant and ordinary n.o.ble-calm and steady. It was no wonder Andonara fell for him.

If her man was half as capable as Roland, even if he did something ridiculous, she wouldn’t have killed him.

After Roland finished his jerky, he went back to work in the tunnels, which he had extended so that in case someone checked the library, the three of them could still hide for a long time in the tunnels by taking advantage of its complexity.

In reality, Roland could have used the teleportation magic array to teleport all three of them away.

That was safer.

But Roland didn’t want to reveal that he knew the teleportation magic array in Fareins.

For any country, the teleportation magic array was of strong strategic importance.

It was hard to guarantee that the First Princess wouldn’t get any strange ideas when she found out about it.

While the three of them hid in the library, it was already a new day outside.

Two days later, the news of the First Princess’s disappearance spread throughout the capital.

Alfred then discovered that Roland and Andonara had also disappeared and that before they disappeared, they appeared to have gone to the First Princess’s estate.

And there were many bodies of elite soldiers of the royal family at the scene.

Then Alfred went to the kingdom to find the old king

As an elder and as the person behind the substantial control of the a.s.sociation of Mages, Alfred merely gave notice of his visit and received the invitation of the king.

Alfred knew the palace well and was soon in the king’s chambers.

At this moment, the king was covering his forehead, half of his body leaning against the right side of the throne. At the sound of footsteps, the nominally most powerful old man in Fareins raised his head.

He was slightly fat and wore a king’s robe, which was embroidered with a red lion on the chest and trimmed with gold on a white background.

The magnificent crown full of jewels had been taken down and put aside. The old king had little blond hair left on his head and was going bald.

His eyes were slightly red, and when he saw Alfred, he said, somewhat sadly, “Are you here to see Natalisa off, too, Great-Grandfather?” “That woman is not worth my visit.”

“You’re so cold-hearted, Alfred, she’s your great-great-great-granddaughter.”

“There are too many family members for a Mage at my age to keep track of all of them.” Alfred found himself a chair. “If you’re in the mood to worry about your mistress, why don’t you worry about your daughter?”

“There’s no use worrying,” said old King Londox rather unhappily. “As I told her, this is her test, and if she survives it, she’ll be queen, and if she doesn’t, it’s up to her whether she lives or dies. Of course, whether she succeeds or fails, as long as she survives, she’ll at least receive a small territory.”

Alfred thought for a moment and asked, “Do you know what’s been going on, with recent events?”

“I know a little, the rest is all deduction.” The old king rubbed his eyes; he was on the verge of tears. “Natalisa, you’re so pitiful, your senior only cares about profit and doesn’t care about you at all.”

Alfred frowned. “Don’t be hypocritical, you don’t give a d.a.m.n about this woman.”

“How can you just speak badly about people.” The old king straightened his back and said, extremely seriously, “No one cares more about Natalisa than I do.”