From Wild Mage to Wizard King

After watching Arthas disappear from his sight, Roland looked at Hela and said.

"Let's go, it's time to leave."

Hela nodded and followed Roland without any regrets.

In the last sunset, Roland and Hela left Ginza.

In the Ginza Tribunal, the old leader who received the news also walked out of the room. He held the railing and looked silently in the direction of Roland.

He had a hunch that the meeting in the treasure house might be the last time he and Roland saw each other.

He slowly closed his eyes.

A spellcaster who is proficient in the dead, has a bright heart, can confront and win the remnant soul of the Lich King at the fourth level, seems to have countless trump cards, and is fearless in the face of anyone, what kind of storm will he stir up in this world.

The old leader sighed deeply.

Recalling the geniuses he had seen in Ginza over the years.

He had a hunch that when they all grew up, a new storm might be coming, but he should not be able to see it.

The old leader stood in front of the balcony, waiting silently.

Not long after the sunset faded and the sky darkened, a white knight rushed in and shouted loudly.

"Leader, it's bad, all the alchemists are dead."

The old leader turned his head, frowned, and said calmly.

"Are there any survivors?"

"No, they were all killed in one blow, and their souls were annihilated."

The white knight answered seriously.

"Well, treat it as suicide out of fear of crime."

The old leader nodded and said casually.

It seems that Roland's methods are much more sophisticated than he imagined.

Hearing the old leader's words, the white knight was a little surprised. Although he didn't know what was going on, he didn't ask much. After nodding, he turned around and left directly.

As he left the room to solve these troubles, he was also muttering in his heart.

Why did the old leader start killing again?

He was not surprised by the old leader's answer. After all, decades ago, the old leader dared to bear the pressure of most forces in Ginza and hit the alchemist hard in public. Even if he was relatively mild compared to Roland, he was particularly radical compared to other people in Ginza.

Although he killed a lot of people this time, with the support of the Tribunal, the old leader should not have any problems.

Just as the White Knight was thinking about how to help muddy the water and cover for the old leader, he didn't know that the old leader was also using himself as bait to muddy the water.

At the same time, in the distance of Ginza, Roland stood on a small hill, and the bright black spots on his right hand lost their light one by one.

After confirming that everyone on the list he had drawn up was dead, Roland turned and left.

Hela followed Roland and asked.

"Where are we going next?"

"We can't stay in the Silver Empire."

Roland took out a map from his space bracelet and said as he looked at it.

Roland didn't think he could keep the truth from the powerful spellcasters in Ginza forever. Even with the help of the old leader, the truth would be revealed sooner or later.

So, he couldn't stay in the Silver Empire any longer. Then, the Kes Mountains were not an option. In fact, the reserves of extraordinary materials in the space bracelet were still sufficient, so there was no need to risk going to the Kes Mountains.

The Tower of Truth was not an option either. Although the Tower of Truth was relatively independent in the Silver Empire, it was still part of the Silver Empire after all. Maybe the Silver Family would send someone to catch him?

Go back to the North? Although the turmoil in the Kingdom of the North has not completely erupted, there are many struggles in secret. Even in Sinar, Roland can receive news of the bizarre deaths of some extraordinary people in the North. If he goes back, wouldn't he be walking into the storm? Moreover, there is no soil for spellcasters to grow in the North.

Or the Moon Elves? No, the Moon Elves are too peaceful and not suitable for Hela to grow.

If he went west, the discrimination in the Kingdom of Inter was serious. Roland, a northerner, would not be welcomed there. The dog-headed people further west were still in a state of division. He might be involved in it.

If he chose to go south, those scattered human countries were not worth visiting, and it was not a good choice to travel far to the Sun Elves.

Roland did not like the Sun Elves in the game in his previous life, and he would only hate them more in this life.

After thinking about it, Roland looked at Donnar, which was still in turmoil.

All the countries in Donnar had basically collapsed. The ones who were still active were basically local resistance forces composed of local refugees and exiled warriors.

The extremely chaotic environment was very suitable for Roland to avoid the limelight. Even if the Silver Empire wanted to do something, it could not do anything in the environment of East Roland.

Moreover, the destruction of a large number of kingdoms meant that countless knowledge and wealth were left on the land of Donnar, waiting for Roland to open and collect.

In addition, as the first line against the green tide, fighting and killing are indispensable.

Roland ignored a lot of things and successfully convinced himself.

After having a goal, Roland looked at Hela and said.

"I'm going to Donnar, what about you?"

Hearing Roland's words, Hela blinked and said with some surprise.

"Didn't you say before that you would wait for Anwen?"

As she spoke, Hela stopped and met Roland's eyes.

After looking at each other in silence for a while, Hela smiled slightly and said.

"Didn't we agree? We want to become legends together. Do you want to go to Dongnar to eat alone? If you want to go to Dongnar, you have to take me with you."

She stretched out her hand, took the initiative to hold Roland's right hand, and whispered.

"Although I can't catch up with you yet, I will try my best. Please don't abandon me."

Roland pursed his lips and said calmly.

"Have you decided? You have other choices. The Soul School will be happy to accept you."

"I've decided, I'm going."

Hela held Roland's right hand with both hands, put it on her chest, and said seriously.

"Okay, let's go."

Roland took his right hand out of Hela's hands, said something calmly, and turned towards the road.

Hela looked at her hands and clenched her fists subconsciously a few times. Then, she looked up at Roland.

Roland's pace was obviously much faster, so much so that when Hela was in a daze, Roland and Hela were far apart.

Seeing this, Hela quickly ran after him.

"Going so fast."

"The Ginza side will find out soon. We have to leave quickly."

"Oh, I know."

As the last voice with a hint of laughter dissipated in the wind, Roland and Hela stood side by side and soon disappeared into the wilderness of the night.