512 Youre the Genius (2/2)
The man next to him frowned slightly when he heard Roland address her like that, but after seeing that Dinah wasnt angry, he didnt say anything
It seems that Mr. Roland is also looking for Mr. Menon on important business, so well leave you to it. Dinah motioned to her male companion next to her with a glance, and then said to Menon, Were done with our questions, Im sorry for wasting your time. Youre welcome. Menon smiled genuinely. Its the honor of my life to serve two Saint Samurai.
Both Saint Samurai laughed and then left together.
After the two Saint Samurai left, Menon sighed in relief. Its stressful to talk to such big shots.
Then he looked at Roland strangely, with a hint of mischief in his eyes. Yo, isnt this Mr. Roland who eloped with Her Highness the First Princess. How come you suddenly appeared heredid you get tired of playing with the First Princess so quickly?
Eloped? Rolands eyes almost bulged out. How and where did that rumor come from? The royal family, said Menon enviously. And the top brass of the Association of Mages seems to be spreading this news secretly. You are truly blessed. The First Princess was my former dream lover, and not to mention her beauty, she also has a good figure. But the strange thing is, since you obviously eloped with the First Princess and the royal family released the news, why arent you a wanted man?
Because its fake news to begin with.
Roland also thought the situation was a bit strange. What was the royal family trying to do by releasing this news?
To confuse the enemy in hiding?
But this thought only flashed in his mind; Roland didnt forget the purpose of his visit: Menon, I have something very important to ask you. Before me, did anyone else ask you for the spell model and principle of the magic fountain?
That question Well, you seem to be caught up in something. Menon shrugged. There was one. He used to be a member of the Association of Mages, specializing in dark conjuration spells, but because all the spells he learned were too malicious, he disappeared and was supposedly expelled from the Association.
Whats his name?
I only remember his name as Alan Curie. Im not sure of other information, I was simply trading with him.
Roland asked again, Besides him, has anyone else asked you similar questions?
Menons expression froze, as if slightly surprised, and he thought for a moment and said, A man did ask me a similar question yesterday, but he only asked a few questions.
Whos this man, then?.
Menon shook his head. I dont know him. He just came up and asked me a few questions about very basic magic theory, then he left on his own. But the man did have the smell of dark magic on him.
Do you remember what he looked like? asked Roland, anxiously.
Of course!
Menon laughed and was about to speak when his entire body suddenly froze, then his face turned pale blue.
It turned utterly pale blue.
He held a hand over his heart, his eyes gradually widening.
Whats the matter with you Roland grabbed Menons hand and suddenly noticed a terrifying dark magic power coming from Menon.
His entire body was as if frozen by ice.
His blood stopped flowing.
Roland subconsciously shrugged off Menons hand, and only then did the cold, dark chill of that magic disappear. But with such a shake of his hand, Menon gradually fell backward and then fell straight to the ground.
Not moving at all.
Roland recovered from the frozen state and was stunned as he looked at the dead Menon.
Women were screeching loudly around them, and soon black-robed soldiers came running and surrounded the scene, as well as Roland.
Im sorry, sir, but could you come with us and tell us what happened?
Roland nodded.
A few minutes later, Roland was taken to an empty room.
There were only two chairs in here.
Roland took a seat and shortly after, someone came in. It was Alfred. How does it feel to be set up? laughed Alfred as he came in. Dont stay here, come out with
me.
The chair beneath Roland hadnt even warmed up when he stood up and asked, Great Elder, youve determined that Ive been set up?
Menon died from a cold curse, a very high-level spell in conjuring magic, said Alfred with a smile. Youre good at evoking magic and dont have a hint of dark magic on you, so how could it be you. If we cant tell the difference, all of us at the top of the Association of Mages should simply kill ourselves.
Roland followed behind Alfred and sighed. Pity for a genius like Menon
Genius? As Alfred walked, he shook his head and said, Hes not a genius. Getting a few strange spell devices and magic and figuring out some magic theories doesnt mean hes a genius. This world is too dangerous, what kind of genius is someone who cant even defend himself and focuses all his cleverness on the wrong path!
He still found his path.
You are wrong, Roland. Alfred turned and said very seriously, It is true that Menon seems to have taken a path of his own, but its a crooked path. There is no one else to walk it. He is the only one; naturally, he can see some sights that we cannot see. A crooked path is a crooked path. If he puts his wits on the right path, on battle magic, on increasing his magical capacity, he might not have died.
At this point, Alfred laughed. Just like you, you have extremely high mental resistance and a large amount of magic power protecting you. You were hit by the cold curse that Menon infected you with, but youre fine-understand the difference?
Roland couldnt say anything.