337 Meeting Angel Again (2/2)

Roland nodded.

Hiss!

Andonara felt a strong toothache.

What was an angel?

They were the strongest fighters in the Paradise of Life. They were born as demigods, and they represented the honor and power of the Life Goddess.

But now, an angel had fallen from paradise. What exactly happened?

Andonara did not even dare to think of it.

The carriage fell silent again.

The carriages moved slowly in the storm. In the evening, the head coachman came to Roland and said, ”Mr. Mage, we can't go on anymore, or the horses will die of exhaustion.”

Roland frowned. He cast Body Fortification and Lesser Healing on the horses, before he said, ”Feed the horses and let them rest for half an hour. Then we will proceed.”

”But…” The head coachman was about to say something else.

Roland shook his head and said, interrupting him, ”There's grave danger behind us. Do what I say if you don't want to die.”

The head coachman, greatly alarmed, replied immediately, ”Got it, sir.”

He walked away and talked to the other coachmen. They fed the horses and continued the journey.

Thanks to Body Fortification and Lesser Healing, the horses were trotting as fast as before. Roland cast the same spells on them every four hours before letting the horses rest for half an hour.

Moving and resting, the carriages finally reached Encart City, their destination, in the morning.

Roland finally felt relaxed after they got into the city.

Everybody was exhausted. They checked in at an inn, and the head coachman spoke to Roland excitedly. ”Mr. Mage, our horses are fine, except that they're tired. But they'll be as good as new after they rest a couple of days. So, can we stay here for a day or two?”

Encart was a mid-sized city and more than eighty kilometers away from the angel”. Even if a great battle took place back there, this city would likely be unaffected.

Roland thought for a moment and felt that they should be safe now, so he said, ”Okay, we'll stay here for a few days.”

It was also a good chance to communicate with the local Magic Tower.

The coachman thanked him and left gratefully.

Roland looked west through the window in a room on the third floor of the inn. It was the direction the angel was in.

He kept thinking that he should go there and check it out.

His heart was itching with curiosity. It was really painful not to pick up a quest knowing that it was out there.

After considering for a few minutes, Roland said to Andonara, who was readying her bed, ”I'm going to take a look at the angel. You stay here and protect Vivian and the others.”

Briefly stunned, Andonara came close and said, ”I'm going too. I can protect you.”

”I'm a Golden Son, and I don't die. But you're different,” Roland explained. ”The angel must be very strong, and so is her enemy. I can be reborn even if die. Though you're strong, you're only a human being.”

Andonara bit her full pink lips regretfully.

Roland patted her head and left the city. Then, he returned to the place where he left coordinates through Long-Distance Teleportation.

The brightness that drove away the dark was gone. When Roland came to the crater, nobody was around.

He could hear nothing but the chirps of insects and birds, which only made the woods quieter and creepier.

He was too late!

But all of a sudden, Roland saw a feeble flickering light at the bottom of the crater.

He jumped into the crater, only to find that it was a glittering white feather.