Because he wanted to save firewood, and Roland was strong and was still a mage and was not afraid of the cold, the fireplace had never been turned on in his office.

During the day, especially in the morning, the temperature in the office is much lower than outside, and it is as cold as a needle and will continue to penetrate through the cracks of the bones.

Usually, if someone comes to Roland's office to report the situation, it is always a long story short, because after standing for a long time, his hands and feet will become numb and they will not be able to help tremble.

Under such arduous conditions, Naya was actually kneeling on the floor and waiting for him. It was really a bit...a bit formalistic.

You know, Roland was not completely relieved of her. She still wore a closure bracelet on her wrists and ankles. She couldn't cast spells to keep warm, and she had to rely on her body to carry it.

Roland couldn't help but shout, "Who should I show you while I'm kneeling? Let me stand up!"

It wasn't the first day that they met Naya, what kind of personality he has, didn't he know? It's not because she is so humble now, but because she has no backing the Sun Empire.

"Yes, Dean." Naya picked up the manuscript with one hand and held the wall with the other, and stood up with difficulty.

"Come here, have dinner first!"

Roland pushed a portion of food on the table over.

Naya walked over slowly, her movements were stiff, and she seemed to have been kneeling for a long time, and her legs were numb.

Roland thought for a while and released a constant temperature technique around her body, keeping the air around her at about 25 degrees.

Naya immediately felt it and said with gratitude: "Thank you for your kindness."

Roland smiled faintly: "Naya, I am not a harsh person and I never value formal respect. The past grudges between us have been written off. You don't need to keep being nervous. You can do whatever you should do. Just do what I told you."

Naya whispered: "Dean, I'm not pretending."

Roland sneered: "Naya, let me tell you clearly now. I will leave your life with a value for your ability, not wanting to raise a dog!"

Naya's body shook, she looked at Roland with wide eyes, and said in confusion: "I will remain humble in front of you and respect you to the greatest extent. Are you not moved at all?"

"Ha~~How much is the price to be moved?"

“……”

"Can you help me defend against Femilson?"

“……”

"If I go out and yell, saying that I need a beautiful woman to serve me, how many women would take the initiative to throw themselves into my arms in Bashar City?"

“……”

After asking three consecutive questions, Naya was speechless.

Roland stood up, supported her hands on the desk, leaned close to Naya, and stared at her golden eyes: "Naya, I'll tell you now, what I need."

"What?" Naya couldn't help but lean back, and she felt a huge mental pressure.

"I need comrades who can entrust my back. If you can play an irreplaceable role in the Red Eagle Army, then even if someone slanders you and excludes you, you can slap the table at me and scold me in public. It doesn't matter, I will support you as always. If you want to be a dog for me, then sorry, I don't need it!"

Seeing that Naya didn't speak, Roland asked loudly, "Do you understand?"

"I understand." Naya's voice was still timid, like a scared puppy.

Roland probably was afraid of being beaten by herself, and it caused a shadow in her heart. He didn't force the other party to change instantly, so he waved his hand: "Okay, eat first."

After saying that, Roland picked up the spoon, scooped a bite of salted fish jelly, and then ate a bite of cassava, and ate it with relish.

Naya also ate carefully.

Frowning and taking a few bites, she couldn't help asking: "Dean, do you want to use array spells to fight Femilson?"

"Yes." Roland nodded and looked up at Naya. Seeing that she was eating slowly, she urged: "Eat quickly, there is still something important to do later."

"good."

Naya closed her eyes, scooped salted fish jelly into her mouth in big mouthfuls, and then swallowed it all in a whole bowl. In just ten seconds, she swallowed a large bowl of salted fish jelly, and then she slowed down a little and started eating salted potatoes.

Roland was speechless: "Is it so unpalatable?"

After Lily's guidance, the chefs of the City Lord's Mansion have improved their skills a lot. Their carefully processed salted fish jelly tastes good, and of course they cannot compare with the delicacies of mountains and seas, but they can also be considered medium.

Anyway, after that guy Dansen took it once, the salted fish frozen anorexia was cured.

Naya immediately sat upright: "It's not bad, it's just not to taste."

"Okay, then you won't have to eat these in the future."

"Then what should I eat?" Naya was startled and thought Roland was going to cut off food for her.

"Eat potatoes and eat potatoes."

"This... isn't it in accordance with the rules?" Naya said hesitantly. As far as she knows, except for the combat mages and the magical equipment department, other mages' staple foods include salted fish jelly.

Roland smiled and said, "Complied with the rules. During this period, you will be my assistant first and assist me in learning array spells. Our meal has not changed. When we eat, I will give you this potato and your salted fish frozen."

Naya was stunned, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. After thinking for a while, she shook her head: "Dean, thank you for your kindness, but forget it, I will get used to it after eating a few more times."

Roland was not confused either: "It's up to you, these are all trivial matters."

He finished a few bites of dried potatoes, and patiently waited for Naya to finish it. Then he patted his hands and asked the servant to take away the bowl and spoon, and then started the topic: "Depending on your appearance, I thought about Femilson carefully in the afternoon, right?"

When talking about Femilson, Roland's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about the name of a passerby.

Naya secretly admired her. Her courage alone was hundreds of times stronger than ordinary people, and she was far inferior to her. If it were her, she would have been scared to death and then she would think about what attitude to surrender so that the other party could accept it better.

Return to the topic.

She had indeed thought about Roland's question carefully, and then said: "My opinion is that the level 4 array can indeed face Femilson's power head-on, but the core of the array must be a great wizard, even a great wizard who has just been promoted."

Roland refused to comment, and pointed at the documents on the table, and the documents automatically flew into his hands.

He began to look carefully.

The document records the content related to array spells, all written by Naya, with beautiful handwriting, very neat and bright layout, and looks very comfortable.

Roland couldn't help but praise: "Glenmay's writing is pretty good."

"I have been studying it for 5 years."

"Well~ Guangling has a lot of time."

He almost forgot that Naya and Helana were friends with Anwena. These alien women were in their seventies and eighties. If they really wanted to talk about it, they could be his great-grandmother.

He stopped talking and began to carefully study the spells on the document.

He looked very quickly, and whenever he saw something he didn't understand, he would ask Naya for advice carefully.

Naya can explain most places, but there are also many places that Naya herself can't explain clearly, so Roland marked it out and planned to go to the Thinking Laboratory for experimental verification.

Time passed quickly, and it was 9 o'clock in the blink of an eye. Roland almost read the documents. He put away the documents and said to Naya: "That's all today, you go and rest. Oh, by the way, take them over."

Naya didn't know what Roland wanted to do, but she still handed her hand to Roland.

Roland took out the key, opened the closure bracelet on her wrist, and threw the bracelet into the drawer.

Naya looked surprised: "Aren't you worried that I will run away?"

Roland stood up and walked towards the office door: "Remember Helanna?"

Naya's body was shocked violently. How could she forget Helanna, who was one of her best friends.

Roland turned around and grinned: "Guangling, your intuition is right, I killed her!"

Naya's face turned pale in an instant, and she wanted to yell at a few words, but she immediately found that she was not angry, but only fear. The other party was clearly smiling, but the dark eyes and the corners of her mouth were filled with murderous intent.

This guy actually dared to kill Master Guangling in Turin City, and then hung Helanna's body on the statue at the door of the Magic Supervision Association.

He...he's simply a lunatic!

A murderer!

Naya felt a chill rushing from the soles of her feet into her head, and even her hair seemed to be standing up.

This Glenmai man... is so terrifying.

"Hehe, do you still want to seek revenge on me? Come, let's take a scorching ray towards this place!" Roland pointed to his heart.

Naya shook her head repeatedly.

She is not stupid, so what is the difference between this and suicide?

Roland turned around and opened the door, and a calm voice came: "When you go to the dormitory to rest later, remember to lock the door."

In a daze, Roland had already opened the door and walked out, and the footsteps gradually faded away until they disappeared.

Naya was still sitting on the chair blankly, her face dazed, and she felt that everything that was happening now was like a strange dream.

She, Naya Hdilanson, a nobleman from a famous Guangling family, lived to be 81 years old, but was scared by a 20-year-old Glenmai man. Her friend was killed and her enemies were in front of her, so she didn't dare to take revenge.

No matter how you think about it, it feels ridiculous.

What's even more absurd is that she knew this was ridiculous, but she just didn't have the courage to break this vicious circle. In her heart, Roland had become a big demon king, a demon king who was even more terrifying than Femilson!

A thought suddenly popped up in her mind.

‘How about I run away! If you run away now, you should have a high chance of success.’

With her proficiency in spiritual spells, as long as she is willing, she can walk out of the city lord's mansion without anyone else, and the soldiers will even take the initiative to open the door for her.

For a moment, a strong impulse surged in her heart, and she was almost about to take action to escape.
To be continued...