From Wild Mage to Wizard King

"What are you looking at? Are there any enemies?"

Hela's voice rang from the side.

Roland stopped the spell, turned his head, and said in a gentle tone.

"Nothing, just a few flies."

Hela held the book and looked at Roland with some confusion. Seeing that Roland had no intention of explaining, she didn't say anything. She nodded obediently and returned to the table to continue studying quietly.

After Hela returned to study, Roland also looked over again.

After confirming that the peeping orcs had left, Roland turned and returned to the bed, picked up the storybook and continued reading.

Roland was not worried about provoking local forces.

After getting the high priest's staff, Roland was confident. Even if he provoked the entire North Kingdom, Roland would not be afraid.

The high priest's staff can store blessings obtained by the entire cult organization's sacrifices over the years. With these blessings, even if a legend comes, Roland is sure to run away with Hela.

As for the mid-to-high-level transcendent beings, not to mention, Roland was even sure of counterattack.

If Roland is really annoyed, Roland can also use these blessings and the advanced spells he brought in his previous life to forcibly tear apart the world barrier, invade the undead in advance, and open the eyes of everyone.

Moreover, according to the unspoken rules among extraordinary people, there is no problem if this kind of peeping is not discovered, but if it is discovered, it is reasonable even if they are killed.

This was indeed the case. Nothing happened on Roland's side for the next whole day.

A night of silence.

When Roland opened his eyes again, he raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head and saw Hela studying in his room.

He lazily got out of bed, walked to the window and opened it.

"You didn't have any rest last night?"

Roland stretched out his hand, caught the sunlight coming in from the window, and said lazily.

"I'm not sleepy."

Hela said softly.

"knew."

Roland shrugged and said casually.

"The exit application should be ready today. Get ready to leave."

"Um."

Hela nodded, closed the book and stood up.

Because she had been sitting for too long, Hela's legs were slightly weak.

Roland glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and didn't say anything. He just packed up Hela's share silently.

After packing up everything, Roland and Hela were preparing to pull the carriage to get the exit permit, when several Orc soldiers came to them.

Roland looked calmly at the heavily armed soldiers in front of him, and said in a casual tone while leading the carriage.

"Is something wrong?"

Behind Roland, Hela subconsciously held the sword at her waist and watched them warily.

Several orc soldiers did not hesitate. After saluting Roland respectfully, the leading soldier said respectfully while raising a mahogany tray with both hands.

"Dear Sir, by order of the General, I offer you the General's apology."

Roland glanced at it and saw an exit permit and 800 gold coins delivered to his door.

It seemed that the other party already knew his identity.

Even if the exit permit delivered to your door is friendly, it is also a reminder to Roland that they know Roland's identity. You are not a caster of the mage school, but a "wild mage."

After all, those regular mages of the mage school do not need to apply for these.

Roland raised his eyebrows slightly, understanding what the other person meant.

The other side had no intention of quarreling with Roland, and only hoped to send him away with 800 gold coins, not much more.

If Roland wants the lion to open his mouth, he must think carefully. They cannot afford to offend a "wild mage".

It's quite generous. Eight hundred gold coins is already a large amount for an ordinary wild mage.

Roland waved his hand casually, used the space ring to collect the exit permit and gold coins, and said in a casual tone.

"Tell your general that I will accept it."

Although he was regarded as a "wild mage", Roland didn't care about these false names.

As a mature person, he didn't want to waste time arguing about whether these things existed or not. Anyway, the peeping orcs didn't see anything, so they just took the money and walked.

Although the orc soldiers were a little surprised by the sudden disappearance of exit permits and gold coins, they did not feel there was anything special because they were ignorant enough.

"Farewell."

Now that Roland accepted this, they all breathed a sigh of relief. After saying goodbye respectfully, they immediately turned around and left.

Roland ignored their retreating figures and turned around to speak to Hela.

"Now that they're delivered to your door for free, let's go."

"Um."

Hela nodded.

Afterwards, under the constant and unintentional monitoring of some patrols, Roland and Hela quickly left the White Fortress.

Standing on the snow outside the white fortress, Hela looked at the white fortress behind him with some hesitation.

After walking out of the White Fortress, Hela really left the North Kingdom.

Moreover, since Roland and Hela were both human tribesmen and did not have the legal status of the Northern Kingdom, they left as stateless people.

Stateless people, as the name suggests, are refugees without a country. Generally speaking, most professional adventurers fall into this category.

Of course, this does not have much impact on Roland and Hela, because they are extraordinary people first, and then they are stateless people.

"Regret it?"

Standing beside Hela, Roland said softly.

"It's still not too late to go back now."

Hearing Roland's words, Hela subconsciously grasped his hand.

Holding Roland's hand tightly, she looked towards the White Fortress.

The Kingdom of the North, Hela did not agree much with this nominal homeland of hers. She only had one hometown, which was the destroyed human tribe, not the kingdom of orcs and orcs in front of her.

Her hometown was gone, and the only hope was him.

The man who pulled her out of the abyss and completed revenge together.

Hela grasped Roland's hand tightly, shook her head slightly, and said softly.

"I don't regret it."

"Don't be nervous, I'm here, and the future won't be bad."

Roland noticed her clenched left hand, touched her head gently with his empty hand, and comforted her gently.

Although he said before that the future would not be good, but that was just to scare Hela.

As a superhuman, even if Roland planned to travel around, his quality of life would definitely not be worse than that of ordinary people.

Moreover, when he advances a few levels, even if he doesn't have the resources to build a floating city, he can still build a smaller mobile castle by hand.

Only then can he really go wherever he wants.

Although Hela is not worried about the deterioration of her quality of life now.