Chapter 855: Strength and Responsibility
After explaining everything, Roland returned to the building as fast as he could, only to find that he had underestimated Garcia's vigilance.
I saw a familiar figure leaning against the corridor at the entrance of 0825, talking on the phone, overlooking the busy beings downstairs. She wore a gray and white T-shirt, loose black trousers and high-top sneakers on the lower body, looking youthful and energetic. If he didn't know the true identity of the other party, Roland would definitely treat her as the kind of lively and cheerful girl next door that often appears on TV.
Although she could see a little anger on her face at the moment, she didn't have the coldness and meanness she remembered. I have to say that after taking off the gorgeous brocade robe, this casual and simple athletic dress unexpectedly matched the three princesses of Wimbledon and the former queen of blue water.
When she was about to get to the door of the house, Garcia also noticed Roland, "That's it, I still have something to do, hang up first." If you just want to persuade me in the future, please don't call me again. ”
"The Sanye family has come to mention the demolition again?" asked Roland pretending to be nonchalant.
"It's none of your business," she said, putting away the phone with a suspicious look on her face, "Where have you been? Didn't you say you wanted to take a shower?"
"Do you know how many ways to get rid of the smell? one is to clean, and the other is to cover it up with another smell," he said, "The little girl who lives in my house is in a hurry to use the bathroom because she has to go to school, so I can't fight with her, right?" As a result, I didn't expect this body to sweat much, no wonder the martial artists always look clean - well, none of that matters, the important thing is that I didn't sneak away, but stood right in front of you, didn't I?"
"......," Garcia stared at him for a few moments before speaking, "I don't want to interfere in your private life, but it's not a good thing to indulge yourself too much. Let alone...... There is also the issue of education. ”
"What?" Roland couldn't help but be stunned.
"Those girls," Garcia frowned, "the ones who went out of your house...... Can't you finish it outside? Do you have to bring it home? I thought you forgot that there was an underage girl living in the house. ”
Roland almost didn't choke on these words - in order to hide from Jero, he deliberately staggered the time, waiting for the little one to go to school before letting the Tachira witch disconnect her consciousness and enter the dream, it didn't matter if the others saw it or not. It's just that when it comes out of Garcia's mouth, it completely changes its meaning.
"It's true that some martial artists become less disciplined when they become famous - money and fame are always easy to lose yourself, but don't forget, we are people who fight for this world, and we must always keep our fighting spirits high and never let up. And indulging in ** will only dull your skills......"
"Ahem, I understand," Luo Lan saw that the other party was going to carry out a moral education, and hurriedly interrupted her, "These can be talked about later, let me change my clothes first, okay? Don't delay the departure time." ”
Garcia closed her mouth in displeasure and glared at him, "...... Go for it. ”
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After some care, Roland deliberately put on his newly purchased suit and walked out of the door under Jieluo's surprised gaze. Before leaving, he didn't forget to put the fried poached eggs made by the little girl into a fresh-keeping bag and prepared to enjoy them on the road.
"You're ......" Garcia, who was guarding the doorway, blinked.
"It's the first time I've been to the headquarters, so it's better to be formal," Roland shrugged, "It's also considered to be in the system, it's a little disrespectful to be too casual, what do you think?"
"Hah...... Whatever you want," she shook her head, "but I didn't expect you to dress like this...... It's pretty good, too. ”
Of course, you get what you pay for, Roland thought to himself, this custom-made dress would cost him a lot of "robbery fees". After all, people rely on clothes, as long as they are not hopelessly ugly, dress up, and put on a straight set of clothes will instantly become stylish, not to mention that the skeleton of this body itself is very well-proportioned, plus a long gray hair, changed to his original world, it is said that it is an elf prince.
The two went downstairs, walked out of the neighborhood, and after waiting on the side of the street for a while, a large bus stopped in front of them. Roland noticed that the car did not have license plates, and the windows were covered with black curtains, so that he could not see what was going on inside.
"Get in the car," Garcia whispered. I don't know if it's an illusion, her expression is much more serious.
Roland looked casually at the side of the long street and saw that Phyllis had reached out to stop a taxi.
After the doors closed, the bus was not as dim as he thought, the light strips on both sides of the aisle were all on, and there were many people sitting scattered on the seats.
Most of their looks are varied, they look like a group of performance artists, a few are normal, and they are all buried in their own things, and none of them greet Garcia. However, Roland was keenly aware that since he got in the car, several guys had set their eyes on him, and his bad intentions were quite obvious.
Garcia didn't say a word, took Roland's hand abnormally, and walked directly to the back row with him.
"Aren't these people your colleagues?" he asked in a whisper as he sat down.
"The Martial Arts Association is not a company," Garcia gave him a blank look, "Most of the people in the car are just like you, they are new awakened entrants, and this is the first time I've seen them." ”
"So many?" Roland was slightly surprised, he roughly counted, there were about twenty people in the car.
"It's a lot, the last time I went to the association, there were only five or six people...... But it's not surprising," Garcia replied, "that even though ordinary people are ignorant of the changes in the world, the Awakened with the power of nature can always detect something unusual. Remember what I said before? Not all the Awakened will be on our side, and the centrists are not much less than the martial artists of the Guild. Now that the erosion is intensifying and more and more fallen demons are appearing, their situation is becoming more and more dangerous, and more and more people will inevitably turn to the association in the future. ”
"So most of the people in the car are wild martial artists, or are they loose cultivators?"
"It's apt," Garcia raised the corners of her mouth, "I guess it's a good idea, but you tell me in private that you can, don't say that in front of them." The reason why these people don't want to join the association is precisely because they don't want to be constrained - after an ordinary person has power, if he is not in the right mind, it is easy to develop a false pride, thinking that he is extraordinary, which not only hinders their progress, but also makes their temper very strange. ”
"I've felt this last one," Roland said disapprovingly.
"There have been conflicts like this before, joining the association's wild ...... The martial artist killed several fellow guild members during a hunt mission, and the impact was extremely bad, and it was finally the "town guard" who stepped in to eliminate them. So if they do something provocative, just treat it as if they didn't see it - this kind of behavior is severely punished within the association. ”
"Is the Wild Awoken so strong?"
"These people are often attacked by the Fallen Demons, and their actual combat experience and emergency judgment will be much better than the newly awakened. But as long as you practice diligently and don't indulge in **, you will grow much faster than them - after all, they are distracted by mundane things too much energy. ”
Speaking of this, Garcia sighed lightly, "The force of nature is a means of self-preservation given to us by the gods, not a tool to plunder others. If the erosion is not stopped, the whole world threatens to cease to exist, and many people enjoy the thrill of power while forgetting their responsibilities. ”
This sentence has a bit of a sense of déjà vu...... Roland thought about it, maybe more than 800 years ago, those witches who realized the danger of the devil also established the federation in this state of mind, right?
I don't know how long I was driving, but suddenly it was quiet outside the window, and the sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground became thick and single, as if I was driving alone in an empty tunnel.
After another half hour, the bus finally stopped.
Just when Roland thought he had arrived at his destination, the body shook slightly, and then a clear sense of weightlessness rose from his heart.
It was as if the vehicle had sunk into the ground.