285 Game and Dream (1/2)

Roland had thought that if Rollaford was a businessman, his boss should be a businessman too.

However, when he met the boss in person, Roland realized that he had made a mistake.

This boss was a Lorewalker. Some players in this game were plain and some attractive, and this man was among the pretty ones. He must've added stat points to Charm. Extending his hand with a smile, he said, ”Roland, how fortunate of us to meet you here.”

After more than half a year, most people had realized the benefits of Charm. Even though they only added two or three points to Charm, they would gain invisible advantages during interaction with NPCs.

For example, it would be easier for them to bargain, make a good first impression, or hit on girls or guys. There would be much fewer social obstacles and many more opportunities.

Even though the players knew that the pretty face in the game was virtual, they would inevitably back off or be more generous when they saw a good-looking person.

Roland smiled and said, ”Hello. You are…?”

”You may call me Kennedy.”

”That's really an impressive name…” Roland gasped, not knowing what he should say about the players.

Kennedy laughed and said, ”It's just a common Western name. Please don't overthink it.”

Okay. I won't think!

At this point, Rollaford said next to them, ”Our deputy chairman is Lincoln, our minister of diplomacy is McKinley, and our minister of execution is Garfield.”

Roland was even more speechless.

Kennedy slightly shook Roland's hand, smiling delightedly if not proudly.

The namesakes of those four people ended up the same way in history. They were truly bold enough to give themselves such names.

Looking at Roland's face, which seemed to indicate that he was constipated, Kennedy laughed. ”That's exactly what I hoped to see. We've told a lot of people our names, but only one0third of them know that these names belong to celebrities, and only one-fifty know who they are.”

Roland did not know how he should comment on those weirdos, because he wasn't one. After a brief silence, Roland said, ”Let's talk about the quest.”

Kennedy seemed disappointed. ”It's rare to meet someone who can understand our names. But aren't you too boring? Can you praise us a little bit?”

”Attaboy!” Roland clapped his hands with the eyes of a dead fish and then said, ”Okay, can you share the quest now?”

It's really annoying to deal with a guy who knows why you're fun but refuses to be amused. Kennedy sighed and led Roland to his home.

It was a two-storied building in a mid-sized neighborhood.

The second floor was a library, where the bookshelves were laden with quaint books.

Also, there was the stink of mud and dust on this floor.

Kennedy led Roland to the desk and shared the quest with Roland.

New quest received: Translate the ancient words (Excellent).

Roland cast Unhindered Communication on Kennedy and said, ”Take a look yourself.”

Kennedy eagerly looked at the painting on the desk.

Roland looked at it too.

It was more of a collection of hieroglyphs than a painting.

At first look, those words seemed to be Elvish, but then Roland disapproved of the idea, because the Elvish writings were beautiful and elegant, while the words here were crude and simple. They were not nearly as attractive as the Elvish writings.

Thanks to Unhindered Communication, Roland understood what they meant.

”We're falling back. Our brothers and sisters who have monopolized our mother's love are driving us away from our mother with their fine weapons. That's unfair. Why are they so beautiful and smart? Our mother didn't treat us fairly.”