From Wild Mage to Wizard King

When did her feelings towards Roland deteriorate?

Hela stood on the cold snow and calmly stretched out her right hand. Some snowflakes were slowly falling from the sky, melting on her right hand, bringing a hint of coolness.

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She clenched her fist slightly, looked up at the building in front of her, raised her legs and took a step forward. Then, everything around her changed, and she came to the inside of the building.

What caught Hela's eyes was a group of fanatical cultists and three sacrifices captured by the cultists in the prison.

Hela saw herself.

After witnessing the demise of the tribe, she, who was still young at the time, fell into despair after trying countless means of resistance and failing.

If she had not been a sacrifice, Hela might have been killed by the cultists during her first resistance, not to mention that she was just imprisoned and didn't even have a wound.

Hela, who was captured by the cultists, fell to the ground like a dead body, her black eyes staring at the ceiling with a blank look. Ice was slowly spreading from her feet, freezing her legs in the ice, and her hands, which were fixed by iron chains, were also frozen pale.

Looking at her young and desperate self, Hela turned her head to look at Roland, who was also young. The boy's facial features were delicate and tender, and his red eyes were full of determination. His fair skin was covered by rough animal skin, and his long silver-white hair was soft and gentle behind him. His bare feet stood on the ground.

Although the young Roland looked a little immature, he already had a bit of Roland's style now, calm and confident.

Looking at the two, Hela's eyes were full of complexity. This was the origin of everything between her and Roland. As for the other person in the prison, sorry, I have no impression.

Hela walked to the young Roland and reached out to touch the young Roland's cheek.

Just as Hela reached out her hand, young Roland seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly raised his head and met Hela's gaze.

When they met, Hela saw herself in Roland's eyes.

Then, everything in front of her became dreamy, and Roland, who occupied her entire field of vision, changed rapidly.

Young Roland became more handsome, and his cold eyes became gentler. He held her outstretched hand with his right hand and said gently.

"Awake? Let's eat."

Hela looked at the food Roland handed over. To be honest, it was not a good thing. It was even worse than what she had eaten during the war preparation period in Donnar. It was just a stewed bread.

It was just boiling some water, and then Roland used magic to cut some black bread and put some inferior meat.

In the Northland period, Roland and Hela lived in a very embarrassing situation at the beginning. Before getting the initial funds from the Moon Elf Embassy, ​​Roland and Hela did not have any stable income. The money for food and accommodation was all earned by Roland going out shopping.

In the chaotic Northland, the most abundant thing is the evil people living in the black zone. As long as Roland walks around, he can meet many evil people who are eyeing Roland and are ready to give him money.

Surrounded by the faint smell of blood on Roland, Hela took Roland's stewed bread and ate it subconsciously.

As the familiar taste emerged in her mouth, Hela looked at Roland beside the bed and tears suddenly flowed down.

When the young Roland saw Hela crying, he just took out the animal skin and prepared to draw the spell scroll. He quickly put the animal skin on the table, ran to Hela's side, and comforted her softly.

"Why are you crying? Are you uncomfortable? Or did you have a nightmare?"

As he said, Roland's right hand turned with magic power. Hela did not speak and shook her head.

Just as she opened her mouth and was about to say something, Hela's eyes suddenly fell into darkness.

Hela felt that something seemed to be added to her body, and her eyelids became a little heavy. Hela frowned and opened her eyes with some effort. Some light appeared in her eyes.

She woke up from a table, and what caught Hela's eyes was a book that was pressed on her hands.

Is it at this time?

When she saw the book, Hela reacted instantly. This was probably when she left the North and went to the Kes Mountains.

Because of the imbalance of positive and negative energy, the negative energy content in Hela's body was high. Under the influence of negative energy, Hela was a little afraid to sleep alone, but she was embarrassed to tell Roland, so she could only pretend to study hard at night and hide in Roland's room.

Hela grabbed the warm coat on her back, and her eyes were a little erratic.

Just as Hela grabbed the coat and stood up, everything in front of Hela changed again, and a lake illuminated by the sun appeared in front of her.

Looking at the lake in front of her, Hela subconsciously looked to the side. Beside her, Roland was lazily lying on a wooden chair, and there was no reaction to Hela's gaze.

When he was living in seclusion in the Kes Mountains?

Hela lowered her eyes. At this point in time, Roland and Hela were still only three-ring spellcasters.

No danger, no enemies, no heavy pressure and burden. These were the most stable, peaceful and happy days for Roland and Hela.

Hela looked at Roland, who was only three rings beside her, and reached out to grab him.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Roland, who was lying on the wooden chair, blinked and looked at Hela hesitantly. At this time, Hela's eyes seemed to be a little wrong when she looked at him.

"It's okay."

After realizing that she seemed a little too obvious, Hela quickly retracted her gaze, smiled, and said.

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"Yeah."

Roland was silent for a while, nodded, and skipped the topic as if nothing had happened.

Afterwards, Roland and Hela spent a leisurely day in front of the lake.

One day, one week, one month, one year, two years, four years, eight years

Roland seemed to be playing badly, spending his days leisurely, no longer exploring the ruins, nor trying to advance to the fourth ring, just living a leisurely life with Hela.

Standing under the golden forest, Hela tilted her head, looked at her face that had become old because she had not been promoted to the fourth ring and because of the erosion of time, and stretched out her right hand and held Roland's hand.

Roland did not refuse, on the contrary, he took the initiative to hold Hela's right hand tightly.

Looking at Roland who was looking up at the golden tree, Hela pursed her lips. False memories were slowly forming in her mind. The memories of every day were almost very clear, as if she had really spent several years with Roland in the Kes Mountains.

When these memories were formed, Hela also subconsciously chose to believe and indulged in them.

These false memories began to slowly spread along Hela's memory, trying to cover Hela's original memory.

Under the influence of false memories, Hela took the initiative to hug Roland's left hand, leaned forward slightly, and gently rubbed his shoulder with her face.

In the false memory, Roland and Hela fell in love with each other for a long time, and they were together under the sunset of one day.

And just when Hela was immersed in the false memory, a cold force emerged from Hela's body, and then quickly disappeared.

"Is this what you want?"

Roland's calm voice sounded in Hela's ears. After this gentle voice, which was different from the false memory, sounded, Hela froze instantly. She immediately broke free from the false memory, and the coverage of the false memory stopped instantly.

Hela raised her head hesitantly and looked at Roland in front of her.

The aging Roland's face in front of her became younger again, just like when he was promoted to the fourth ring.

Roland in front of her showed a helpless expression. He knocked her head with his right hand and said softly.

"You, how many times have I told you that you should pay attention to safety even in ordinary meditation? Now you don't know that there is a problem."

Hela covered her head and looked at him eagerly.

Roland smiled helplessly and said.

"Okay, be more confident. You are already very good. Don't be so anxious."

Hela lowered her head, rubbing her hands uneasily, and her tone was a little frustrated.

"But. But"

"Don't compete with me, you are still young. With your talent, you will definitely become a high-level spellcaster before you are fifty."

Roland comforted her softly, and after a pause, Roland continued.

"As for your idea, do you think I know? You have a great advantage. You don't have to catch up with me. As long as you catch closer than others, isn't it good?"

"As long as you become a high-level spellcaster and be braver, will I still reject you?"

Hela pursed her lips, looked up at this Roland she had made up, and muttered to herself.

"If. If he thinks so too."

As soon as the voice fell, everything in front of Hela's eyes shattered in an instant and disappeared completely, and endless darkness covered her vision.

Then, Hela slowly opened her eyes. Beside her, Gray Crow threw her magic book on the bed, pressed his claws on the magic book, and injected magic into it. A thin black line flowed out of the magic book and connected to Hela.

After seeing Hela regain consciousness, Gray Crow also breathed a sigh of relief, raised her claws, stopped injecting magic power, and called out to Hela.

"Ga? (Finally woke up, are you okay?)"

"Yeah, thank you."

Hela nodded, touched her head, and said with a smile.

Gray Crow also contributed to her awakening from the false memory. The cold power before awakening was transmitted by Gray Crow through the magic book.

If it weren't for this power that made Hela's subconscious react, she might have to indulge in false memories for a while.

After seeing that Hela was fine, Gray Crow flapped its wings and slowly left the room, and Hela also picked up the magic book beside her.

Hela put the magic book on her legs and gently stroked the magic book in front of her with her right hand.

This magic book and the space bracelet on her right hand were made by Roland himself.

Originally, this was a unique treatment that belonged only to Hela, but now it is not.

Roland also made magic books and space bracelets for the extraordinary people who performed well in the war committee.

Thinking of this, Hela, who had just woken up from meditation, was a little depressed.

Although Roland said that she had a good talent, during the time in the committee, Hela also met other people who were equally outstanding.

Odin, who was born in a noble family, was older than Hela, but his strength was very outstanding. Moreover, I heard that she did not participate in the southward attack on the coalition army and was about to be promoted to the fifth ring.

Tula and Julius, who were born as refugees, not only completed various administrative and military affairs under conditions worse than Hela, but also promoted from ordinary people to fourth-ring extraordinary people in just a few years.

In addition, there are the Primarchs. Primarchs basically ascended to the top in one step. Now all nine Primarchs have been promoted to four-ring transcendents and have enough power to fight against six-ring transcendents.

Among these nine Primarchs, there are three female Primarchs.

In terms of rank alone, Hela is undoubtedly a little behind them.

Moreover, except for Julius, the others are on the path of knights. After the sublimation of their bodies, they are much better than Hela in appearance.

As for the emotional aspect, Roland, who won the victory over the Green Tide, has special attacks on them. Therefore, Hela believes that as long as Roland wants, they will probably not refuse.

However, based on her understanding of Roland, Roland is probably not interested in love. If he has time to talk about love, Roland probably prefers to spend time on things he thinks are meaningful.

For example: handling government affairs, farming or reading ancient books. Even if he is free, Roland would rather read some novels or fish to relax.

Thinking of this, Hela became even more depressed.

Although she was worried that Roland would be with someone else, Hela felt even worse when she thought that Roland would never be like this.

She could at least try to fight for the former, but Hela didn't know what to do with the latter.

As she became more and more depressed, the negative energy in Hela's body continued to increase, and the balance of positive and negative energy became more and more unbalanced. As the positive and negative energy became more and more unbalanced, Hela's emotions became more and more unstable, and she fell into a cycle of reincarnation.

Just as Hela hugged her legs, lowered her head and exuded negative energy all over her body, the door suddenly opened.

With the sound of flapping wings, the gray crow flew into the room.

After the gray crow flew in, Hela also buried her head and said in a muffled voice.

"Gray crow, remember to close the door when you come in."

"Ga. (Close the door.)"

Hearing Hela's words, the gray crow also called out.

After the gray crow finished speaking, a voice also came out of the room.

"Got it."

Roland walked into the room slowly. Before he could see the situation clearly, Gray Crow's voice came into his ears. Roland walked into the room and responded casually.

After responding, Roland closed the door. When Roland closed the door, he also heard some panicked voices from Hela behind him.

Hearing Hela's panicked voice, Roland slowed down the speed of closing the door. After the voices behind him stopped, Roland turned around and looked at Hela on the bed in the room.