The relationship between men and women in the otherworldly world is much simpler than in the real world.

There are some questions that Roger can't answer, so he can only practice them and try to make up for them with actions.

Amanda naturally won't be bored to investigate the true relationship between him and Hill Rhaenys, and then the two conducted a scientific study on distance and friction coefficient.

The immediate result is ......

Before entering the transcendental, Roger had thought that some kind of low-level bodily fluid exchange activity would gradually become scarce in the high-level transcendent circle.

But in fact, when he entered the advanced level, he really felt it through his own experience.

Some things will only be more presumptuous and will not be diminished.

The power of the transcendent is far beyond that of ordinary people, and the spiritual senses are also magnified a lot, in addition, even the desires in the heart have also increased in disguise.

In fact, these so-called transcendents are more extreme beings than ordinary people.

This made Roger suddenly think of the many myths and legends circulating on the European continent.

The so-called gods are not high above and have few desires, they are greedy, jealous, and fornicated.

In many ways, it even makes ordinary people unbearable to look at it directly, but this is precisely the normal reaction of the transcendent.

There are no rules to be bound, and strength is respected, and the shortcomings in human nature are magnified, and some are good at camouflage or can reasonably control the balance between desire and behavior.

But it's more about going your own way.

Roger was not disgusted by this.

To those ordinary people who want to persuade Roger, he can only respond one sentence.

"You don't understand the happiness of the transcendent."

The so-called drugs developed by ordinary people greatly amplify their perception and make people addicted to it. But in the eyes of the transcendental, these so-called drugs are not even comparable to the impulses in their minds.

Roger sat on the floor.

The battle ended with the destruction of some piece of furniture.

Amanda came back to her senses from her laziness.

"I've been contacted by someone from the guild, and we're ready to go." Amanda said suddenly.

Her madness was more like presumptuousness before some kind of dangerous action, and Roger knew what Amanda was thinking, and he knew that no amount of persuasion would help.

The woman could only be released.

"When to leave and where to go?"

Roger was succinct and to the point.

"We're going to take our first flight early tomorrow morning, straight to Faku."

Roger nodded.

"Trurias, that's the land of the Dragonborn, don't you remember the location of that place?"

Amanda shook her head.

"It's very vague, and besides, it's strange that the direction of our bloodline inheritance is different, and the land of the Dragonborn that can be determined in the end is completely different."

"According to everyone's research, only when the strength is increased to a certain level, the specific location of the Dragonborn Land will appear in memory."

Hearing this, Roger's heart moved.

This made him faintly uneasy.

"Is there a specific division?"

"From the early to the late Fourth Order, the distribution is very uneven, and it seems to be determined by each person's bloodline inheritance."

"The place we are going to this time, the owner of there is not long ago when his memory awakened and determined the place where he is in the Dragonborn."

"How's that person's strength?"

Roger asked again.

"It's equivalent to the middle of the fourth order, that's an old guy who has lived for hundreds of years, and in the real world, it's almost the limit to be able to improve to his current level."

"It is said that when he first entered the Fourth Order, he had the opportunity to join the Privy Council, but for some reason he refused."

"Since then, hundreds of years have passed, and his strength has increased very little."

Roger's vision and strength are not what they used to be, and he naturally doesn't think that the huge Europe only exists those fourth-order transcendents that he knew before.

Some of them are hidden in the shadows from beginning to end, slowly accumulating strength, neither showing their heads in the real world, nor avoiding direct conflict with hidden forces.

In recent times, the world has become more and more intertwined, and extraordinary events in the real world have come and gone.

Roger had a hunch that it was precisely because of this radical change that the strength of those hidden transcendents fluctuated.

"Is it a sign of some kind of general trend, or is there a supernatural force in the shadows?"

Roger admonished himself to be vigilant.

The transcendent world of the West is clearly more dangerous than the ordinary world, and the misery of Hill Rhaenys is vividly vivid.

Fifth Order.

The exact number is never too small.

There are some things that are not the solution, Roger is now confident in his own strength, unless he meets the real Fifth Order, he can at least protect Amanda's thoughtfulness with him.

"What should I do?"

He asked.

"On this trip, in addition to the dragonborns who have direct bloodline inheritance, other transcendent beings are allowed to participate in the association to participate in collaboration."

Amanda glanced at Roger, "You need to disguise yourself, preferably to show some kind of bloodline......"

"The nature of the bloodline?"

"It's easy."

Before the words fell, a faint luster flashed from Roger's forehead, and soon, his muscles bulged slightly, and his body expanded under the stimulation of a certain force, and his height exceeded two meters in just a few breaths.

It's not just the physical changes, but the heavy aura that hits you.

Amanda's body stiffened slightly.

As a Dragonborn, her inheritance level is very high, and even so, she feels weak when facing Roger's aura.

It seemed like a shiver that went deep into the bone marrow.

Based on this alone, it is certain that the bloodline level that Roger now has may even be above her!

"No, don't."

Amanda felt her body go limp, and her voice was so weak that she was startled.

"You're too strong like this, restrain yourself, this kind of strength aura will cause other people to be uneasy......"

Roger nodded.

Amanda thought it was very thoughtful, the thoughts in her heart turned, and the breath on his body fell, still thick and majestic, but it lacked the coercion of looking at everything in the world.

"So what?"

"Just right."

Amanda nodded in satisfaction.

In the real world, after an ordinary transcendent enters the fourth order, the growth of his strength will be greatly limited.

In addition, high-level transcendents often need to take some special measures if they want to completely explode.

The real world is like a lake, and creatures like Roger, who resemble living in the ocean, naturally feel uncomfortable entering here.

On top of that, their aggressive invasion, if left unemployed, will have an impact on the world around them.

Restraint.

Erupt only when needed.

Of course, Roger had a hunch that the entrance to the so-called Dragonborn Land existed in the real world, but what they really achieved might be a place similar to the ordinary world.

As Amanda said, it is necessary to properly hide strength in this situation.

Roger's main purpose is to help Amanda solve her troubles, and it's better to observe more along the way than to be the target of public criticism.

"That's it, get ready, we'll go at any time."

Roger got up from the ground and grew a lot taller, and he needed to stay that shape for a long time to come.

After a short period of adaptation, he needed to prepare again, and there were some trivial things to arrange before leaving.

"Wait."

Before Roger could leave, Amanda suddenly stopped him from behind.

He turned his head in confusion.

"What's the matter?"

"It's a novelty." Amanda looked Roger up and down a few times, her gaze always lingering, intentionally or unintentionally.

"We might be able to ......?"

Roger's face was black.

"It's over, isn't it?"

Although the mouth refuses, the body is honest.

…………

Faku International Airport.

The height gradually decreased, and Roger's eyes followed the window to the city beneath his feet.

It doesn't seem to be long since the battle at Faku Tower is still fresh in my mind.

But by this time, the vast majority of those who fought alongside him and those who were hostile to him were no longer there.

The transcendent road, the more lonely it is at the end.

This reminded Roger of the Demon Hunter inexplicably.

In the game world he remembers, the demon hunter has undergone a mutation in his body through the destruction of alchemical potions, and accepts commissions to earn a meager reward in the fight against monsters.

They are neither recognized by humans nor by aliens, and are forever alone.

"What are you thinking?"

Amanda asked softly as she put her palm on Roger's hand, keenly aware of the slight change in Roger's eyes.

Roger didn't say anything, just looked back and smiled.

Before leaving, Roger left something behind in Kylemohan.

Something that will better protect the castle.

Unless a fifth-order transcendent goes crazy, otherwise, an ordinary fourth-order person who enters there will definitely be no return.

The plane came to a standstill, Roger and Amanda lined up and left the airport like normal people, and everything that followed was perfectly normal.

They were greeted by a special car, and after coming somewhere on the outskirts of Faku, they were directly transferred to a helicopter and flew into the mountains.

The scenery in the mountains is pleasant, and the whole valley has obviously been artificially polished, and the aesthetic taste of the owner can be seen in many details.

It wasn't long before the plane landed in front of a glorious castle.

Truth be told, most of Europe's castles looked too dilapidated to Roger's eyes, even if they were later remodeled.

But the function of the castle is there, and no matter how it is decorated, it is always a bit nondescript.

However, the castle in front of you is clearly an exception.

"The owner of this place is named Justin Finchrie, and if you've studied the local history, you'll be familiar with the name."

Amanda's voice rang in her ears, and the communication between the two would never be heard by anyone else as long as they were willing.

Roger frowned and thought for a moment.

"This last name?"

"He lived for more than 300 years?"

Amanda nodded.

"The exact number should be 347 years."

"The advantages and disadvantages of the traditional aristocracy, as long as you can think of it, can be found in him."

Amanda said with a smile.

"You'll find out in a moment, so his reception will seem less extraordinary."

Roger didn't feel anything about it.

The two stepped out of the helicopter, but at this moment, a powerful force suddenly erupted in the castle not far away, and the ordinary people around couldn't feel anything, but Roger heard a faint angry shout.

"You dare to deceive us?"

"Do you think you can withstand the wrath of two fourth-order people?"

Amanda was slightly startled, and the two looked at each other and set off at the same time.

In the hall of the castle, a handsome young man trembled and knelt on the ground.

His face was pale, his knees were slightly sunken, and the place where he touched the ground was covered in blood.

There was a click of bones in the young man's body, and he tried to raise his head, trembling and said, "Mr. Muska, please listen to my explanation......"

"Sir?"

"What gave you the illusion that you could call me that?"

A cold voice came, speaking from a tall, thin middle-aged man.

His skin was slightly dark, a healthy complexion that was constantly exposed to the sun, and his cheeks were sunken, making his straight nose look large and cloudy.

His hair was black and tied haphazardly, and the man's voice was not loud, but the whole room seemed to tremble.

"I beg your pardon ......"

"Master Muska, I didn't mean to deceive."

At this time, Roger and Amanda also arrived in the hall.

"How could it be him?"

Amanda was slightly stunned.

"I knew Justin would invite others, but I didn't expect Muska."

Roger didn't squeak, the tall and thin man in front of him should have hidden his strength, but he couldn't see the specifics.

The origin of this man should come from the power of the bloodline, but it is specifically an energy that Roger has not been exposed to.

Under the same rules, there are also many branches in the Western world.

Back then, it was only in Bordeaux that Roger had come into contact with exorcists, mediums, demon hunters, and voodoo magicians.

On the European continent, you have seen druids, Knights of the Heritage, and Warlocks.

But just a moment's induction, the man named Musca left a bad impression on Roger.

Because he felt a malice that was being watched by a poisonous snake.

This may not have been the man's intention, but it was enough to arouse Roger's vigilance.

"Musca is very strong, but he is from the continent south of Menia."

Amanda explained.

Combined with the existing world pattern, Roger compared.

The continent south of Menia, which is an area with the largest primeval rainforest on Earth, is connected to Menia in terms of distribution, but in terms of power inheritance, it is very different.

Menia's supernatural power was closer to Europe's.

The place Amanda was talking about was even more mysterious in comparison.

The two did not rush forward, and at this time, under the pressure of Muska, the handsome young man's face turned pale.

The blood vessels in the forehead seem to burst at any moment.

Although he looked pitiful, this young man was an out-and-out third-order pinnacle.

"Listen to me explain to Master Muska, I didn't mean to deceive you......" the young man said intermittently.

"It is true that I sent the invitation in my father's name, but it is not a deception, but because I have to seek your help in a different way!"

The spine clicked, and the young man bent over and bowed his head.

"My father is dead."

"The so-called land of the Dragonborn is a conspiracy!"

"I have a hunch that it won't be long before I'm going to die!"

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