Roland made a simple summary of what happened today, mainly his response to the battle he faced.

An arcanist like myself is destined to be a gold-rich player. It is not very realistic to make more preparations or simply hire people for personal protection. It is not very realistic to gain combat experience.

Armed to the teeth with all kinds of spell scrolls, magic equipment, alchemy potions, and even artifacts that ordinary adventurers would never dare to think of, their strength comes naturally.

This is like a tiger in the forest. There is no need to deliberately exercise at all. Just by physical fitness alone, he is at the top of the food chain.

"Are there any protective succubus among the succubus companions?"

Roland thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that there was.

I had seen a few of them at that time, and they had a cold temperament, and they were sassy and strong.

It looks pretty good.

Queen Silver Moon understands people's hearts and can provide all kinds of succubus companions.

Unfortunately, it is not convenient to set up an altar and summon again here.

I have no choice but to make plans after I go back.

Roland feels that he needs some bodyguards, assistants and secretaries. He used to be a nobody and would not offend anyone. Now he is working with forces such as Hilt Company and the Karens family to set up in the Reiner Kingdom.

When all kinds of people come and go, you can get into trouble inadvertently.

Situations like today are really unavoidable.

After processing some more emails and having some arcane exchanges, Roland turned off the light, lay down, and slowly fell asleep.

…

"Roland! Roland!"

In his daze, Roland seemed to hear a hazy voice.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned, and woke up.

"Well... my bones...

You obviously haven’t exercised much, so why do you feel sore?”

With a bit of confusion, he rubbed his shoulders, sighed helplessly, and got out of bed to wash up.

Then I turned around and looked, and I couldn't help but be surprised.

"This...what the hell is going on?"

This is no longer the previous guild hall villa. The original human building made of bricks and stones has become a green house full of strange and dreamy style.

The bed is no longer the same as before, replaced by a leaf bed made of wide leaves.

Roland ran out of the door with a bit of surprise. As a result, even the door was covered by two leaves. Sensing the approach of the person, he slowly moved away.

He looked outside, and the look of surprise on his face became more intense.

I saw a towering old tree outside, and the hut I was in was located at the end of a branch, just like the upside-down leaves of a pitcher plant forming a thick wall.

This small house is hanging upside down in the sky as high as the clouds, and many similar houses can be vaguely seen around it, as if there are many fruits.

Roland pinched his arm and could feel the pain.

But at this time, he had realized that he could not use a simple way to judge whether he was under the influence of some kind of dream spell.

Because being able to break through the defense of Nevis City and bring yourself into such a place in the private manor of the Cowlens family is definitely not an easy thing.

"Legendary creature, incarnation of a god, artifact, or something else?"

He thought to himself, guessing that only legendary beings above level ten (level 20) or artifacts of the corresponding level could do this kind of thing.

Although it is not a time of war and the defensive formations of the Sky City will not be fully activated, even the lowest power of daily protection cannot be rampant at ordinary levels.

"I don't feel any threat yet..."

Just when Roland was thinking this, suddenly, the sound of howling wind came from the sky.

A giant dragon with a green body and scales like blades spread its wings and rode the wind.

Roland visually estimated that the wingspan of this dragon was about 15 meters, and it was an adult dragon that had just reached adulthood.

According to the information taught by the academy, this is a giant creature weighing tens of thousands of pounds, which is 4 to 5 times the weight of the young golden dragon when he transformed into a dragon.

And as a human being, watching the opponent flying towards here, getting closer and closer, I sincerely felt an inexplicable oppression like a phobia of giants.

There is a legend among adventurers that is not strictly academic, that is, true dragons such as five-color dragons and metal dragons possess a special power derived from the dragon god.

That is a true upper-level species, and its blood and spirit naturally oppress the lower-level species.

That is the so-called "Longwei".

Mages have tried to explain this phenomenon, and they can indeed find reasonable answers from physiology and psychology.

"Longwei" is indeed an objective existence.

Not just giant dragons, but almost all powerful and fierce creatures will form a great deterrent to weak existences.

Roland couldn't control his adrenaline secretion, his body tensed involuntarily and his pupils tightened.

Not long after, the huge green dragon flew over, light emerged in the sky, and transformed into a female elf wearing a leather jacket and a gray-black cloak.

She has a tall figure, a smart outfit, and is extremely hot.

The towering peaks, coupled with the cold and charming face, and the waist-length emerald green hair set off the sassy and strong aura.

Weak, pitiful and helpless, Roland, who was trembling like a quail, couldn't help but widen his eyes and murmured to himself: "It is indeed a sign of great evil!"
Chapter completed!