162 Property Transfer (1/2)

It was possible to communicate with magic pets through the mind.

However, mental communication would consume mental power, so talking was more convenient if a man and a pet were to communicate over a short distance.

”White Amber?” Roland was surprised. ”Why have you changed color?”

”I'm not sure.” White Amber climbed along Roland's sleeves and almost reached Roland's shoulder in the blink of an eye. ”My new fur is blue now that my old fur is gone. My knowledge is mostly inherited from you. I certainly don't know what you aren't aware of.”

Essentially speaking, a magic pet was partially a clone of a spellcaster. Because of the spellcaster's soul piece that was melded to the pet, the pet's knowledge and personality were similar to the spellcaster's.

At this moment, Vivian suddenly interjected, ”I was told that if a spellcaster has a special bloodline that has been passed on through the soul, their magic pets might go through physical changes on the surface, and the change of color might be one of them. Deputy Chairman, do you have any special bloodline?”

Roland thought for a moment. ”I don't think so. My ancestors are all ordinary.”

Vivian nodded, not entirely convinced. It was not that she didn't believe Roland, but she thought that Roland might be unaware of his special bloodline himself.

It was not unusual for the offspring to forget the glory of their ancestors.

They chatted for a moment, and Vivian said with White Amber in her arms before she left, ”In any case, we'll still call it White Amber even though its color has changed. Also, it's still my friend even though it's your magic pet now, so you must let me know if you're bringing it anywhere.”

Roland nodded. The terms were not harsh.

Vivian was happy that Roland accepted her requests so willingly, so she made some cakes and fruit wine for him to thank him.

Roland secluded himself in the magic lab, but only two days later, a middle-aged butler asked to meet him and gave him a letter as well as a deed to a house.

Opening the envelope, Roland found that the letter was from Aldo.

”Deputy Chairman, by the time you see this letter, you will be Chairman already, and I will be away from Hollevin. We haven't known each other for long, but I admire your integrity and respect you as a lifelong friend. However, there are many more things I want to do, and I can't stay in this country any longer. I'm taking away the women and most of my property, but I've left something important for you, such as my personal understanding of magic. I've also hidden an interesting item in a secret place in my manor, but I won't tell you where it is. You'd better find it within three days, or it will expire.”

Roland shook the envelope, and a bronze key slipped out.

Was he gone?

Roland leaned back in his chair, somewhat at a loss.

This was not reality, where planes, trains, and ships could take people far away easily.

In this world, every long-distance journey was a life-and-death gamble even for professionals.

This made the long-distance teleportation spells all the more important.

Regretfully, Roland couldn't study such sophisticated spells at this time.

A surprise that could expire?

Roland played with the bronze key for a while and went downstairs.

When he passed the second floor, he saw Vivian talking to White Amber. Vivian had been devoted to speaking with White Amber since it learned to talk, as if she was telling the pet all the things that she had wanted to tell it in the past.

They both saw Roland and looked at him curiously.

Roland thought for a moment and asked, ”I'm going to Aldo's manor. Are you coming with me?”

”Sounds good to me.”