The report of Roland's safe arrival at Lüders was immediately delivered to the dictator's desk, only an hour after the actual arrival.

"It's pretty fast. ”

That's all I have to say.

Without using the spies lurking in Lüdes, he also has a way to control Roland's every move, but this will inevitably seem too unnatural. In order to protect the hole cards in your hand, it doesn't hurt to throw some less important pieces out at the right time. Fortunately, so far, the latent chess pieces have not been exposed, and they can still master every move over there without needing to replenish for the time being, which can be said to be no better.

It's just—

“...... It's still a little bit worse. ”

Looking at the report at a glance, Li Lin muttered quietly.

It is not the efficiency of the spies, but the moment when Emile and Roland confront each other.

Li Lin did not underestimate Roland.

He was the one who cultivated single-handedly and gave Roland all kinds of trials and tribulations. No one in the world knows Roland's growth progress better than him, and he thoroughly monitors both the psychological and physical levels, and adjusts them in a timely manner according to strict scientific management. In this whole set of rigorous processes, there is no slightest slack and carelessness. Treating the other party as a child and underestimating him, with the confidence of confusion, thinking that the other party's actions are all under their own control - the occurrence of this low-level mistake is likely to be 0.

Purely in terms of results, Roland's actions and growth are indeed within the scope of Li Lin's monitoring and prediction. But at the moment of confrontation, Roland's strength and spirit really exceeded expectations.

Not that it's bad.

Cultivating goals, prompting them to grow in a certain direction - this set of cultivation methods like pruning potted plants was originally carefully prepared to promote the growth of Roland, and the problem is -

"Is it a bit overdone?"

What Li Lin needs is Li Nadu Dalk, not above this, not below this. Only infinitely close to or exactly the same training goal, in exactly the same environment, can provide the most accurate answers. Nothing beyond that is informative.

If it is not "Linardo Dalk" that is not cultivated in the end, no matter how strong it becomes, it can only be regarded as a failure.

In the confrontation with Ymir, although it was only for a moment, Roland, who had managed to erode the interference of form, had indeed surpassed Linard Dalke.

This extraordinary growth made the whole project almost overturned.

Why is this happening?

"Is it because of a relationship with the opposite sex?"

A woman can make a teenager become a man.

It is not uncommon for a man to gain the confidence and self-consciousness of a man after embracing the opposite sex, and to change from a teenager at the mercy of others to a man with clear ambitions. This, combined with the catalytic effect of his experience at Emile, eventually led to Roland's tremendous growth.

Even if the script is set up like this at the beginning, the result of this overgrowth is still unpleasant.

"Now we can only wait and see what happens, and when we have to do so, we will adjust our priorities to ensure that the 'next generation training goals' are the first priority, and in any case, the establishment of a new world order is the first priority, and we must not interfere with the implementation of the grand strategy. ”

Li Lin muttered to himself leisurely.

Although ruthless, it is indeed the best course of action.

It's just that...... Just as he had miscalculated Roland's growth rate before, there was also a loophole in his seemingly impeccable calculations at the moment.

Li Lin didn't realize that his judgment of Roland, even if it was only a fraction of a centimeter, was actually a step slower.

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Strange ceilings.

Looking up at the ceiling, which still smelled of hastily renovated buildings, Valrhona sighed softly.

The previous mansion is still under repair, and I can't go back for a while. Now that the whole country is in turmoil, it should be thankful to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, a little smell or something, I really can't bother complaining.

What's more, this temporary home is by no means shabby.

The latest thermostats, a dedicated wine cooler for premium wines, a lighting system and even an elevator.

No matter which one is a luxury that has nothing to do with ordinary families, as long as you are not overly obsessed with the style of art and decorations, you should be able to live a very happy life in such a big house that lacks "style".

But no one in the mansion got up happy.

It can be said that it is taken for granted.

None of the information we have learned is good news.

The front line continues to be immersed in bloody mud and unable to move forward, the supplies sent from overseas are almost cut off, and the negotiations with Albion do not know when there will be a chance to continue, and the holy city of Ymir, which has built an anti-Alfheim alliance, has also ......

"All countries seem to know what happened to Emir, and everyone has chosen to block the information. ”

The spider who closed the door rubbed his forehead and said as if he couldn't stand it.

"I can't handle it anyway, so I can't see it? Can I say it's easy to be an ostrich with its head buried in the sand?"

"Even if you say it, few people will believe it, the Divine Will Agent has destroyed the Holy City or something. ”

"But it's only a matter of time before the message spreads. In any case, it is the most influential religious shrine in the world, not an isolated paradise, nor a secrecy city like Alfheim. It is only a matter of time before gossip and true and false information spread among the people and cause panic. ”

"Until then, we must buy time to devise a countermeasure – in order to survive the new order that is coming. ”

The spider was silent.

It is no longer a human war game, and after seeing the pit that used to be a holy city, anyone will understand that in the face of monsters that use natural disasters to show divine will and directly interfere with the operation of the human world, the fragile human beings have no chance of winning.

The so-called negotiation can only take place when both sides are reciprocal. Even if the ant roared and put on a threatening posture, the dragon would not be able to hear what it was saying, and would still step on the ant without noticing.

The gap between humans and Li Lin is so big.

"There needs to be a process of analysis and judgment, and it can be judged from the point that the biggest beneficiary is also the most suspicious. At least until what happened to the Holy City is revealed, the anti-Alfheim alliance cannot be counted on. Rather than fighting a battle with monsters, it's more cost-effective to follow the Divine Will Agent to get a piece of the pie - most of the big guys above will play this kind of small calculation. Unfortunately, Li Lin is not as superficial as them, and no prey can escape from his strategic timeline. ”

After a pause, Valrhona rubbed her temples lightly and continued:

"So do we. We can't do anything until Roland wakes up. ”

"Even if you wake up, it probably won't be of much use. ”

Minerva, who had been silent, interjected.

As long as Li Lin continues to advance his plan, Roland will have to ...... In the same way, as long as we are constantly forced into battle, he will not forgive us......"

“...... That's right. ”

Leaning out slightly, Valrhona said.

For a moment, the room was silent again.

Minerva watched quietly at Roland as he lay on the bed.

After being cleaned and rescued, Roland was in much better condition than when he was found, and the haggard on his face could not be concealed.

When Endeavour charged Emile into ruins, Roland was in a state of near-madness, roaring hoarsely. In order to calm him down, Valrhona had to knock him unconscious, have the medical officer inject him with sleeping pills, and quickly transport Roland to the mansion. Affected by the effect of the drug, Roland, who had slept all day, has not woken up yet. However, judging from the fact that he turned his body and dreamed from time to time, I am afraid that it is not far off to wake up.

According to the plan, the girls were divided into several shifts to take turns taking care of Roland. Minerva didn't leave the bed for a moment, and she didn't plan to leave it since.

I didn't want to leave Roland's side, and when he woke up, I wanted to be by his side no matter what.

The intense longing lingered in Minerva's heart, making it impossible for Minerva to let go, let alone get up and leave.

"You......"

Valrhona's sigh was mixed with a hint of irritation and a bit of teasing.

"I'm already one step ahead of everyone, so there's no need to force myself so much, right? ”

“...... It's not like that. ”

His body shrank sharply, and a trembling murmur leaked from under his lowered face.

"That night...... It's not like that......"

Due to the storm and the Assassins' interference, the other girls had no idea what had happened that night of lightning and thunder.

What they speculated and imagined after the fact is completely out of step with the facts.

That's not pampering, and there's no emotion in it.

After Roland was gone, Minerva finally understood this by reliving that night of the storm again and again in the anxiety and fear of losing him. I feel sick to myself who rejoices in thinking it's love, and I feel terrified of myself laughing in the light of lightning.

There was nothing in the act that night that could be called "love", just pure unilateral violence.

However, he did feel happy that Roland had embraced him in his arms. Regard the pure flesh ** as the only value and goal, and self-righteously think that this is the "win".

Fear, no matter how much I miss it, the fear of the events of that night, the fear of myself like that lingers.

"I ...... I was just...... In order to ......"

“......”

Listening to the whispering of tears, Valrhona frowned and fell silent, and the spider smiled wryly at the ugly truth.

They had already experienced human affairs, and even if Minerva hadn't said anything, the two of them would have noticed it.

“...... I know, I don't have to say any more. ”

Leaning down, Valrhona reached out and pressed her forehead.

"I said it was too much...... I'm sorry. ”

"It's not your fault, it's my own mistake. ”

Minerva shook her head.

It was Minerva herself who ordered the door to be kept so that no one else could enter.

The consequences of one's actions can only be borne by oneself – this is the most basic responsibility of being a human being. Minerva has a deep understanding of this.

An oppressive silence spread, and the monotonous mechanical sounds of the device operating out of nowhere echoed through the room.