A thick black cloud covered the sky. The bright sunlight had long since disappeared, and a cold, oppressive atmosphere permeated Hargeon.
Many residents had noticed the sudden anomaly and were in a state of panic. The entire town was in an uproar for a moment.
"Sorry, I lost control of my power just now."
Roland stood in front of the huge window that had been annihilated into dust, looking down at the assembling soldiers below, the corners of his lips slightly curved.
Although he was apologizing, the pleased expression on his face showed not the slightest hint of remorse.
"According to our previous agreement, I'll leave the damages to this hotel to you, Mr. Jude."
"...I understand." Jude used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his nose, suppressing the discomfort in his lower body. He turned to look at the equally stunned butler and said with feigned calmness, "Ede, go down and inquire about the price of compensation, and explain it to them."
"Yes, Master!"
Ede quickly replied.
"By the way, the Royal Army below is also yours to handle," Roland suddenly said, turning his head to remind him.
The Royal Army?
Jude's expression stiffened for a moment. He clearly hadn't expected his display of power just now to attract the soldiers.
But come to think of it, faced with a scene like a dark guild attacking, it wasn't strange that the Royal Army would come.
After the butler had finished compensating and explaining, about half an hour had passed.
During this time, Jude had left for a while on the grounds of physical inconvenience. It was unknown what he went to do.
"Hey, hey, was that Take Over magic you just used? It looks stronger than Mira's Satan Soul!!"
Cana sat next to Roland, her eyes shining as she looked at him, her delicate face flushed with excitement.
Although she knew this newcomer was strong, she had never seen his true strength.
Now that she had seen it, there was only one thought in the girl's mind.
It's a sure thing!
The S-Class Promotion Trial—as long as Guild Master Makarov doesn't place any restrictions on Roland, he will definitely be able to pass!
At this, Cana couldn't help but laugh out loud, her entire body swaying from side to side on the sofa.
"Something like that. Hmm... you can understand it as Take Over magic."
Roland held a cup of hot tea in his hand, took a leisurely sip, and said with a light laugh.
"Ah, you didn't see that client's expression—" Cana wrapped her arm around his shoulder and said with a laugh, "After seeing your strength, he was so scared he didn't even dare to move!"
Not only did he not dare to move, he probably even wet his pants.
"Even that annoying expression of his instantly became respectful. It felt so good!"
"..."
Jude, who had been handling matters, came back and happened to hear the girl's remarks, causing a vein to pop on his forehead.
Endure it. Don't stoop to the level of a little girl who hasn't seen the world.
He expressionlessly passed by Cana, his gaze on Roland as he asked in a steady voice, "How about we set off now?"
Generally speaking, the departure time was decided by the client, but considering this guy's strength... it was better to ask.
"You're the employer, so of course, you decide."
Roland stood up and said very politely.
"Then let's set off. The destination is the Royal Capital's merchant association. I'll need an escort for the round trip." Jude paused, then continued, "After the request is completed, I will send the money to you."
"I have no problem."
"Me too!"
After leaving Hargeon, the clear sky reappeared.
Outside the city, on a suburban path.
A carriage traveled on the wide field. All around was an endless expanse of grass. A gentle breeze blew, and the green blades of grass rippled like a green ocean.
"The scenery here is nice."
Roland looked at the picturesque scenery outside the carriage window and sighed softly.
Whether it was Magnolia or Hargeon, he had never seen such beautiful scenery—of course, there was also the dream-like Edolas.
"Yawn, what's so good about grass..."
Cana glanced at it, then turned her head away with disinterest and continued to read the entertainment magazine she had brought.
If I have time to look at the scenery, I might as well read a magazine.
Jude, the client, sat opposite, his eyes closed in meditation, not saying a word.
Considering that taking the train might lead to a large number of unrelated people being injured, he had chosen the more stable carriage, preparing to move slowly along the small path.
"..."
A woman who doesn't appreciate beauty.
Looking at the girl who was boredly flipping through a magazine, Roland shook his head, then checked the missions that had refreshed today.
[Today's Missions have been refreshed:]
[Mission One: I will be a photographer!]
[Mission Description: A wonderful journey can't be without records. Take a camera and capture the beautiful scenery of the other world!]
[Mission Reward: Chika Fujiwara's Special Board Game (from the world of "Kaguya-sama: Love Is War")]
"What is this..."
The corner of Roland's eye twitched slightly, and after a long while, he sighed.
He had no desire to be a photographer.
Sure enough, most of the rewards from the daily missions were meaningless.
[Mission Two: My Forces!]
[Mission Description: In another world, how can you not form your own forces? Please subdue an S-Class Mage-level subordinate!]
[Mission Reward: Heart-Calling Machine (from the world of "Doraemon")]
It's appeared!
Seeing the mission and reward this time, Roland's eyes flashed, and his heart couldn't help but be moved.
The Heart-Calling Machine—if he remembered correctly, this item could summon anything with a soul in the form of a spirit.
It was just what he needed.
"Moon Drip and Ultear..."
Recalling that tragic mother and daughter, Roland pinched his chin. He had to have this reward.
[Mission Three: Even a Cat is Fine!]
[Mission Description: Welcome to the romance section. Please go to Cait Shelter to meet and fall in love with Charles!]
[Mission Reward: Hiraikotsu (from the world of "Inuyasha")]
"..."
Roland covered his face, really not knowing what to say.
It would be fine if the target were Wendy... why did it have to be a white cat? Although Charles can indeed turn into a cat girl later on, her main body is just a cat! This romance template is too beastly!
The sound of the wheels rolling echoed in everyone's ears. After closing the mission panel, Roland leaned against the carriage window and admired the scenery.
He was trying to forget the last mission.
If he really chose to do this mission, wouldn't he become Happy's love rival?
No, not that!
"Oh my, I didn't expect anyone to dare to show up—how interesting."
At that moment, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the carriage window, and an arrogant voice came from the sky, falling into the ears of the three people in the carriage.
"Erigor..."
Jude's pupils shrank, but with the demon beside him, his tense body gradually relaxed.
With the stronger Roland here, dealing with Erigor—shouldn't be a problem, right?
"Don't worry, leave the rest to me."
Roland propped his chin on one hand and looked up at the sky with great interest. Soon, he saw the figure floating in mid-air.
A head of white, spiky hair, a muscular upper body with dark purple tattoos on his chest and under his eyes, his hands wrapped in bandages, and a giant scythe on his shoulder.
Shinigami—Erigor.
Currently also the guild master of the dark guild, Eisenwald.
"So, you've hired people."
Erigor floated in mid-air, looking down at the carriage with contempt. He also noticed Roland looking at him and couldn't help but sneer.
He looks to be only fifteen or sixteen—is the old man looking down on me?
"Erigor is here... Roland, do you need my help?"
Cana put down her magazine and turned her head to ask.
"No need, I'm enough."
Roland shook his head, then pushed open the carriage door and got out. His gaze swept past Erigor in mid-air and looked at the bright sun behind him.
It's noon... then I'll use Ulquiorra's power.
Feeling the sun magic in his body gradually dissipating, Roland thought for a moment and said to himself.
"Brat, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise—" Erigor's lips slowly curled into an arrogant smile. "You might die."
As his voice fell, the giant scythe in his hand suddenly swung down diagonally, and several wind blades rose from the ground, rushing forward with unstoppable force.
Wind magic...
Faced with the aggressive wind blades, Roland didn't dodge, just pressed his left hand on the long sword at his waist.
Boom!!
The hurricane descended, a whistling sound in his ears. The wind blades all landed on Roland's position without exception, turning into a chaotic airflow that rushed in all directions.
The surrounding dirt flew everywhere, and several deep gashes appeared on the ground, as if they had been cut by a sharp blade.
Dust instantly filled the air, and the scattered blades of grass flew with the wind, making it difficult to see the situation clearly.
"Ha, an overconfident brat."
Erigor uninterestingly retracted his gaze and slowly floated toward the carriage not far away, preparing to take Jude away first.
After all, mages relied on magic to fight, which led to their bodies being very fragile. A single hit from a wind blade could almost cut their body in half.
Let alone taking so many wind blades head-on. It would be a wonder if his corpse remained intact.
"To be honest, I don't think I should use my Resurrección to deal with you, because that would be overestimating you."
A familiar voice gradually came, causing Erigor to be stunned for a moment, and he quickly turned his head to look.
Under his surprised gaze, Roland stood there, completely unharmed, not even a single tear on his clothes.
It was as if the attack just now had no effect on him.
How could this brat block it all... is it because of his own magic?
Erigor's expression became a little more serious. He slowly landed on the ground, thinking to himself.
"But considering I have a mission to do, I'll let you see it once—my second stage Resurrección."
Roland unhurriedly drew his long sword.
The next moment, the long sword in his hand gradually turned to dust and dissipated. An immense Reiatsu instantly pressed down in all directions, and the symbolic dark green raindrops fell again.
First stage Resurrección.
"—!?"
Erigor looked in disbelief at the winged demon, who was like a different person from just now. His mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't make a sound.
He unconsciously tightened his grip on the giant scythe in his hand. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.
More terrifying than any enemy he had ever met—just the aura he was leaking made it impossible for him to even move.
"Now is not the time to give up... stay conscious."
Looking at his gradually dulling eyes, Roland's gaze lowered, and the dark green tear marks on his cheeks gradually turned pitch black.
Not enough—this form is not my limit.
"And welcome true despair."
The tyrannical Reiatsu that erupted from his body rose to another level. A blast wave surged out from Roland as the center.
Gravel and weeds floated up, crushed to dust in the erupting Reiatsu.
The clothes on his body disappeared, replaced by black fur that covered his legs and finally stopped at his waist. Only a pair of bone-white horns remained on his head.
At the same time, the Hollow Hole on his chest expanded again, and pitch-black marks, like blood flowing from the hole, were branded on his body.
"Second stage Resurrección. You're the first to see this form."
The bat-like tail whipped through the air, creating a sonic boom. Roland felt the immense power in his body and said softly.
Whether it was Mirajane or Levy, he had never shown this form in front of anyone else.
At the same time, a thick, heavy feeling, as if the sea were pressing down on the sky, appeared in the hearts of everyone present.
It wasn't an illusion...
Cana clutched her chest, feeling as if she could hardly breathe, and her face turned as red as if she were drunk.
Jude's condition was no better. He held onto the carriage window for dear life, barely managing not to collapse to the ground.
As for Erigor—the one being slightly targeted.
At this time, he was already covered in cold sweat, his pupils had lost focus, and he was kneeling on the ground in a daze.
"So now you have two choices—"
Roland instantly appeared beside him, then squatted down and asked softly.
"Submission or death?"
"..."
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