At three o'clock in the morning, Roland opened his eyes on time.

A day ago, these eyes would show anxiety, anxiety, and deep helplessness towards impermanent destiny from day to day. Now, a little more confidence and firmness were added to these eyes.

‘The flame spell is a fatal danger, but it has a huge power that makes people fascinate, just like the mandala flower on the other side, making people uncontrollably obsessed with it.’

Roland stood up and stretched his limbs. Yesterday's pain had disappeared, his whole body was filled with strength, and every cell in his body seemed to be cheering.

"A vibrant young body can recover quickly even if it goes through a lot of torture. It is really God's greatest gift~"

Thinking about his previous life, Roland was almost in his early 40s and began to enter his twilight years step by step. His vitality was declining day by day, and his mental state was gradually withering. Now, although he was suffering, everything was booming.

Roland felt that his spirit was as vigorous as a burning flame.

He pushed open the basement door and strode out.

"Although I have mastered some power, Vermia is still terrible... I don't know if Kenst has succeeded. Vermia's eyeliner is everywhere in the castle, so I have nowhere to inquire. However, since I am still safe now, it means that it has not been exposed. I won't think about it anymore, work first."

As usual, go to the enchantment room to get the crystal bottle and then walk all the way to the backyard.

While walking on the road, Roland found that the yard of the stone castle seemed a little messy, with fewer skeleton guards on the city walls than usual, and some living zombies wandering aimlessly, which was unimaginable in the past.

‘Depend on the situation, Kenster must have entered White Rock Fort. He just didn’t know if he had successfully run out. Unfortunately, I couldn’t go to the front yard to find out what happened.’

Roland felt itchy and wanted to go to the front yard to investigate, but in order not to expose himself, he could only resist the impulse.

After a while, he arrived at the back garden, and as usual, he found a corner to shelter from the wind, and patiently waited for the appearance of pure water condensation.

At three o'clock in the morning, there was no cloud in the sky. The bright stars blinked and shone brightly on the mortal world, and even the dark stone castle became much brighter.

While waiting, Roland looked at the brightest blue star in the sky without blinking.

This star is in the middle of the sky. It is very bright. If it is classified according to the Earth's star level, it should be around -5, which is one minute brighter than Venus.

‘The starry sky has no similarity with the earth. I really don’t know how many light years I have traveled, or have simply left the original universe?’

Unable to figure it out, Roland shook his head and simply stopped thinking about it.

In the past, the time waiting for the dew to appear was very boring, but I don’t know what happened tonight. Roland’s heart was filled with an uncontrollable sense of excitement.

‘Why is this happening? Is it because I have successfully mastered the joy of attack spells? Or is something big about to happen?’

Surrounded by this unexplained, strange and passionate mood, Roland successfully collected the pure water condensation, and then carried the crystal bottle, walked back to the castle with a familiarity, and followed the spiral stairs all the way up.

It was six o'clock in the morning.

When he reached the second floor of the castle, Roland saw Weiss.

Seeing that Roland was acting as usual, Weiss knew that his body had recovered, and a smile suddenly bloomed on his face, just like a small white wild flower. Although it was inconspicuous, it was enough to make people feel happy.

Roland responded with a smile and continued to move up.

When he walked to the third floor of the castle and the entrance of the corridor in front of the gate of the spire, something Roland had been looking forward to appeared in his heart.

"Femiya~~~~~ Get out of here~~~~~~"

A thunderous roar forced in through the narrow windows of the castle, filling the entire castle with a full flow.

The whole castle was trembling, and the dust from the ceiling was scattered down.

Roland's ears were buzzing by the sound wave: 'What's the situation? Is this a roar that a person can make? I'm afraid it's not a sound wave cannon?'

As soon as the roar fell, the door at the end of the corridor opened with a "bang" and the one-eyed demon Grod rushed out like a chariot.

Roland hurriedly flashed aside.

Grod ignored Roland and whistled past Roland in a blink of an eye, disappearing at the end of the corridor. Then, there was a huge noise in the entire Boulder Castle.

‘Howl~~~~’

"Hiss~~~~~~"

“Ah~~~~~”

The screams of the living zombies, the roar of the dead knight, and the crying of the slaves in the circle, mixed together to form a strange and gloomy symphony.

Just as Roland was shocked, another roar came in from outside the castle: "Permia, I will let the flames burn your evil!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Roland was shocked: "The flames burned all the evil. Isn't this the code I agreed with Kenster? He just escaped last night. How could he find reinforcements early in the morning?'

"Will there be a fraud?"

"Do I want to respond?"

"What the hell is going on?"

For a moment, Roland was thinking a lot, but always felt that things were strange and could not make up his mind.

He glanced at the black door at the end of the corridor, accelerated his pace, placed the collected pure water condensation at the door, and shouted into the door: "Master, will I go back to the basement to hide?"

This was the case before. Whenever someone attacked, Vermia asked him and Weis to stay in their residence honestly and were strictly prohibited from going out.

Phemia's voice came from the door: "No hurry. Come in first and bring the pure water condensation in."

The voice was lazy and calm, and it seemed that I didn't take the previous roar to heart.

"Yes, Master!"

Roland responded conscientiously, gently pushed the door and walked into the spire.

Just as he stepped into the door with one foot, he paused slightly and suddenly felt something was wrong.

‘Permia never allowed to offend him. In the past, someone came to challenge him, and he was always furious. But this time, why did he act so calmly? This is not common sense.’

‘Why?’

‘Why?’

‘Why?’

After asking myself three times in a row, Roland suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility: ‘Is it... it because of an omission in yesterday's action? Or is it that the fleeing soldier has been arrested and exposed my whereabouts? Or is it that Vermia is suspicious and suspicious about me?’

No matter what the situation was, Vermia's abnormality made Roland feel alert.

Perhaps Roland was hesitating for too long, and Vermia's urge came from the hall: "Roland, what are you waiting for? Why don't you come in quickly?"

The voice was a little impatient, but it didn't get angry.

This is even more abnormal. If Roland had done this in the past, this would have attracted Vermia's anger and might have been whipped.

By this time, Roland was sure that Vermia had absolutely doubted him.

As for why he had to let himself enter the hall on his own initiative, Roland didn't know the reason, and he didn't want to know the reason.

'The reinforcements have arrived and have also called secret codes. What else can I hesitate about? Do it!'

Roland gritted his teeth, withdrew his steps onto the hall steps, turned around and ran away.

He ran as hard as he could, running very fast.

The daily exercise was effective. Roland felt the whistling sound of wind in his ears. The whale oil lamp on the wall retreated quickly. He crossed the corridor less than 30 meters in less than 3 seconds.

Three seconds later, he ran to the stairs.
Chapter completed!