370 You Never Told Me Tha (1/2)

”Arcane Windrunner?” Cage recalled his unrestrained life as a mercenary and shook his head. ”I've never heard of it before. Which race is this class related to?”

”The elves.”

Cage thought for a moment, then said, ”I still don't remember anything. But speaking of which, I met a few elves when I was young. Though those skinny poles from the forest are condescending, if you live a long time with them and win their approval, you'll find that they're passionate.”

Putting on a smile that every man would understand, Cage said, ”Very passionate.”

Roland couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Although Cage was a senior, he was still a child deep down in his heart. He was a funny man and often told dirty jokes that Roland couldn't understand for the time being.

”Regretfully, elves are too loyal. Once you get involved with them, you can never get rid of them.” Cage jumped off from the second floor and asked, ”Have you met any elves before?”

”I bought an elven slave,” said Roland truthfully.

”Oh, what happened?” Cage was still smiling, but his face was rather grave.

”I set her free a long time ago.” Roland pointed at the hopping treants and said, ”In exchange for a few elven spells. But they're rather tricky.”

Cage's expression improved.

The two treants played a while longer, before they grabbed each other's hands and went to the wood, probably to irrigate or fertilize other trees.

Cage smiled and said, ”You're practicing magic so early. No wonder you've become an Elite Mage so young. But you're still not as good as Anna, so you'd better work harder.”

Roland smiled. In fact, he had spent the whole night working on magic, not just the early morning.

Seeing Roland's modest smile, Cage smiled too and asked, ”Is the information on the Arcane Windrunner very important to you?”

”Yes, it may decide my future path,” replied Roland.

He was telling the truth. The hidden classes were generally stronger than regular classes. If the Arcane Windrunner or the Destructive Druid had great class-related specializations, he could consider transferring to them.

Besides, those two classes were obviously focused on magic too.

As for Elven Summoner… All the girls of the Phoenix Guild were Elven Summoners.

The information on Hybrid, the specialization, was posted by them too.

The frequent visitors of the forum all knew the advantages of the Elven Summoners: high regeneration, summoning an ocean of beasts, and… riding a unicorn. The unicorn, as one of the three Saint Beasts, was very powerful, but could only be summoned by virgins with elven bloodlines, such as Solisa from the Phoenix Guild, who asked Roland to improve the elven spell.

The Elven Summoner was a class in girls' favor, but not guys'.

Therefore, this hidden class was not within Roland's consideration.

After a shock, Roland said, ”Thank you very much, Mr. Cage.”

”Call me Uncle!” Cage said gently, ”It feels like we're strangers when you call me Mr. Cage.”

Roland furrowed his brow. He found it quite awkward.

Though he was very close to Andonara, nothing had really happened between them yet, and they weren't married. Should he really call the man Uncle?

Seeing Roland's hesitation, Cage sighed and said, ”Anna is even prettier now. What are you waiting for?”

Roland smiled bitterly. He felt that the knot in his heart hadn't been untied yet.

Dropping the subject, Cage smiled at Roland and said, ”Let's have breakfast.”

Then, he returned to the house.

After breakfast, everybody left the village in carriages.

Roland, Cage, and Andonara were in the same carriage. In the meantime, thirteen plump little bats were hanging from the top of the carriage.

Normally speaking, a dozen bats hanging above one's head might be repulsive, but not these bats—partly because they were small and partly because they were fat and cute. They even looked rather adorable.

At first, Christina was unwilling to join the trip. She would rather stay home and sleep.

After all, it was not convenient for a vampire to travel in the day.

Though they wouldn't be killed by sunlight in bat form, their natural instincts for survival made them hate the sun even when they were bats.

Therefore, Christina preferred staying in bed to going out.

But fearing that she would sneak away, Andonara threatened her. Roland didn't know what exactly she said, but when the little bats flew out, they were all crying as if they were very sad.

In the carriage, Andonara asked, ”Uncle, where are we going?”

Cage replied, ”To Timbal City. The mayor of the city is my friend. His wife is an elf and his son is a half-elf. I figure that he must know something.”