Chapter 859 (2/2)
The things Lan said also left him scratching his head.
“Listen carefully to what I’m going to say next as it might help you!”
How would the knowledge about the origin of the Erosion, the relationship between the martialists and the Fallen Evils help him? Even if he wholeheartedly wanted to join the association and become a savior of the world, knowing these would still not be important to him, right?
All these weird signs made Roland form some resistance toward the Dream World. He intended to temporarily stop the connection with Dreamland, once all the God’s Punishment Witches had gone in once to enjoy themselves.
It would be better to behave cautiously whilst the Battle of Divine Will was approaching.
“Your Majesty?” Nightingale’s voice once again could be heard, but this time with some urgency. “You look like you’re in a daze again.”
“Ahem, I’m fine,” Roland shook his head and threw his distractions behind him. “It’s just that I’ve got a little more things to consider lately and so I’m a little sleepy.”
“But why do I feel that you’re hiding something behind those words,” Nightingale sat on the table, propped her feet up and said, “don’t tell me that in the Dream World, you and the witches…”
“That’s impossible!” He suddenly felt dumbfounded. “I just took them to experience the taste of different flavors only!”
“Well… that’s true,” Nightingale blinked and revealed a cunning smile. “I’m a bit worried about that world that I can’t enter. There’s no way to protect you at all times, and in case they suddenly make trouble, that would be problematic. After all, they’ve passed hundreds of years of unconscious days. And now that they’ve finally recovered their senses, I’m sure they would try to revisit all their past feelings. But that’s more than 20 women. How could you cope if they all swarmed towards you?”
“You’re getting more ridiculous.” Roland glared at her and said, “Who did you get these ideas from? Can’t you spend more energy on studying?”
Nightingale covered her mouth and said, “I was just joking.”
“If I had your ability, it’d surely remind me loudly that you were lying,” Roland snorted and said, “from the very beginning, you wanted to ask this, right?”
“Well, I admit it… But this was not just my own opinion,” Nightingale stuck her tongue out. “I was also asked by someone else to raise this question.”
“Asked by someone else?” Roland did not have the time to ask who it was as there was knocking on the office door.
He had to temporarily withdraw his questions and said, “Come in.”
The door opened and a tall man quickly walked in, neatly closed his legs and then raised his hands to salute Roland. “Your Majesty, Iron Axe is here to report to you!”
From Port of Clearwater to Neverwinter took almost four or five days, and by boat it was a rather laborious thing. But on the face of this foreign officer, he could not see a trace of exhaustion. His eyes reflected an energy that was full of war spirit.
“Fine,” Roland nodded reassuringly. “I think you already know about Neverwinter’s combat plans?”
“I’ve heard Brian talking about it,” said Iron Axe. “The First Corps will be divided into two roads from east and west to regain Graycastle before crossing the border, and striking Kingdom of Dawn’s Glow City. But there’s something that I don’t understand. If you asked Brian to take over my task and stay in the Port of Clearwater to protect Miss Echo, who’s responsible for the Eastern Front?”
It seems that even before the task had been assigned, Iron Axe had already placed the responsibility of leading the Western Front attack on his shoulders. Roland could not help but smile. “Brian is still lacking in experience. Leading a garrison isn’t a problem, but he could still be prone to accidents if he had to lead an entire army alone, so Eastern Front Army will be your responsibility.”
Iron Axe was slightly stunned and replied, “Then what about the Western Front…”
“I’ll lead it personally,” said Roland slowly.