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Roland immediately returned to the inn after throwing the waiter's body into the lake.

It wasn't the inn he was staying in, but the wizarding inn where Cheskeoff had been killed by Roland.

He hadn't forgotten that Cheskoov's head had been left under the inn.

But after seeing the waiter's note, Roland suddenly didn't want to pretend to be a brain eater again.

He had a new plan.

Roland originally wanted to pretend to be a brain eater to eat Cheskooff's brains, and push the pot on the "brain eater Herlan", and then let Herlan exit as a matter of course.

But since this note has given Herlan a reason to leave...... Wouldn't it be nice to throw all the pots to Orlando on his back?

Anyway, when Roland finds Esther, he can exchange identities with him. At that time, even if Roland opened a hot pot restaurant for the identity of "Orlando", it would not be Roland's business.

Roland's eyes were half-closed and half-open, using only his senses to feel the surroundings, and he used vines as an aid to quickly move through the city.

He was no longer in this world from a week ago.

Roland's agility is now as high as 8.0, and if he is in the woods, he can even jump on the branches of trees with ease. Not to mention these masonry buildings. Roland's parkour on it is about as difficult as a walk.

For Roland, the vines created by the Winding Technique had begun to lose their meaning.

Because Roland will definitely not push the professional level of the druid line to the silver level. This would mean that Roland would not have possessed any magic to bless the vines.

And the three-dimensional power provided by the winding technique is basically a joke for Roland now.

There is an 8.0 agility base. Once Roland starts charging, his teleportation speed of five times will allow him to overwhelm most formations.

All he had to do was rely on his attack stance and the instantaneous effect of the Holy Fire to carry out a defenseless frenzied attack, and then heal himself with the harmless chant constantly.

To describe it simply in one word, it is reckless.

At this level, Roland has few reckless enemies with the voter template. And those reckless enemies, Roland can also use other special means to make him have no time to deal with Roland.

Roland never minded using some outsider tactics.

Just like now that Roland wants to frame Orlando, but doesn't want the Waste Bureau to target him too early, then Roland just needs to let someone else smash Cheskeoff's head.

…… And that's just too good to do in this foggy city.

Roland landed silently downstairs in the inn and looked around vigilantly. Picked up the wizard's robe that had been wrapped up and contained a human head. He immediately returned to the inn where he was staying.

But instead of carrying the head back, he first came to the downstairs position opposite the window of Robert's room, and vigorously waved the wizard's robe containing the head and smashed it to the ground.

There was a crunch—the sound of the thin ice wrapped around Roland's head being smashed, followed by a muffled sound.

Roland didn't spare his hand.

The level of his warrior is the pinnacle of black iron, and even if he looks thinner, his strength is definitely not low.

Coupled with Roland's flail-like technique, which first swirled the burden of a human head in the air a few times and then smashed it to the ground, even a hard skull could not withstand this force.

It took just over five seconds for the gray wizard's robe to begin to bleed out. In an instant, the entire wizard's robe was dyed red.

Roland's voice of "grabbing the ground with his head" is definitely not small. At least the first floor is audible.

But before the inn could react, Roland was already carrying a burden of blood oozing down drop by drop. Jump to the upstairs window.

His destination was Robert's window. With the help of vines, Roland easily hung himself outside Robert's window.

Listening to the gradual noise under his feet, Roland swayed in the sky like a hanged ghost, and glanced down coldly.

Subsequently. He shook off the blood-soaked baggage, revealing a salad-like brain inside.

That's right, Roland's first impression of this was a salad - a crushed brain like crushed bones and tofu, mixed with eyeballs and blood. Colorful.

Not to mention recognizing Cheskoov, even if you want to recognize this as a "copy", I'm afraid you have to analyze it from your eyes for a while.

Roland raised his eyebrows in disgust. Activated the Ash Nova with minimal power.

The dark red flame flashed, and the unidentified substance like a "salad" was scorched by Roland. Solidified into a ball, stuck to the hood of the wizard's robes.

Roland then hung it outside Robert's window.

Because both of the eyes of the sorcerer are there. At a casual glance, it looks like a blood-robed wizard with a burned face floating outside.

It's like sometimes thinking of your clothes as if you were a person at night.

Silent men in black stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, or behind the door, or simply by the bed—how many people are half-asleep and half-awake to be frightened by "them" and suddenly lose their sleepiness?

Although this ordinary illusion will be permanently immune to more than ten points of will, Roland is completely certain that Robert's will attribute is definitely less than ten points.

"It's pretty much the same......"

Roland muttered.

Robert is not a wizard like Ann Jos, who grew up in a comfortable place. As a spy, he couldn't always sleep soundly like An Ruosi.

Although the noise downstairs was not too loud to reach the third floor, it was enough for Robert to wake him up.

"Maybe we have to add some ingredients......"

A mischievous smile appeared on Roland's face.

Thinking so, Roland tapped lightly on the window of Robert's room, and immediately stepped aside.

Sure enough.

Before Roland could return to his room, he heard a suppressed exclamation from Robert's room, and then countless sword lights immediately appeared out of thin air, slicing the "blood-robed wizard with a burned face" to pieces.

Before it could even fall, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck it.

Immediately, the wizard's robe burst into flames and fell to ashes.

As for Cheskooff's head, it had been scattered into a pile of flesh at the beginning of the sword, and nothing could be found after being struck by thunder.

It went really well. It went even better than expected.

Roland nodded in satisfaction, listened to the sound of heavy and uncertain wheezing from Robert's room, and crawled to his room next door.

But the moment his hand touched the window, his body froze.

-- The window is closed.

Because the windows of this hotel are self-locking, in order to prevent himself from coming back, Roland specially opened the windows and then stuck them.

…… Who is it?

Squeak -

Just then, the window was opened from the inside.

Roland grabbed the window edge with his hand and looked up.

I saw Claudia looking down at herself with a complicated expression. Especially the hands that were stained with blood because they had just shaken off the blood baggage.

“…… You're back. ”

“…… I am back. ”

Then the two fell into an eerie silence.

Even Roland didn't know how to respond to this situation for a while.

He clearly remembered that he locked the door before going out......

That is, Claudia also came in through the window?

Don't be funny, how can a plot like a girl's night attack happen in reality?

It's like a guy having sex with his friend's wife when his friend suddenly gets off work, and then he goes into the closet and finds that there is already one hidden inside......

"It's cold outside, you can come in first."

The two faced off in silence for a while, and then Claudia casually extended her hand to Roland.

"Declare in advance, I didn't want to come here myself...... Is it the mentor who insisted that I come over and give you a 'housekeeping'...... I didn't know what it meant before, but I didn't know until I came here. ”

As if to emphasize something, Claudia's voice couldn't help but weaken a little.

Listening to the sound of happy laughter behind him, Roland collapsed at that moment.

I said why the tutor didn't speak all night......

I'm already very busy, you old man, don't mess around, okay, hey! (To be continued......)

PS: Plot Branch-

1. "I'll do it myself...... Hands are a little dirty......"

Roland laughed awkwardly and raised his bloodstained left hand to signal to Claudia.

Then he put his hands on hard and went straight into his room.

2. Roland hesitated, then handed his hand to Claudia.

Claudia took Roland's hand and dragged him into the house with a little force.

It was only then that she realized that Roland's body was so light.