Chapter 1269 Eye of Time

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When the lights in the backyard were dimmed, Roland saw the witch in the report in the office.

She looked young, maybe sixteen or seventeen years old at most, with slender hands and feet, a thin body, and obvious signs of malnutrition. Although it has been washed and taken care of, the short light brown hair is still as yellow as straw. The most eye-catching thing is the black cloth eyepatch on her face. Even though it has been replaced by a new one, it still looks extremely awkward compared to the facial features of her young age.

"Your Majesty, she is Momo." Wendy said.

This sound seemed to wake her up, and the girl knelt down hurriedly, trying to lower her head as much as possible, "B-Greetings, His Majesty the King."

"Pull her up." Roland put down the drawing in his hand and replied in a gentle tone, "Don't be nervous. This is not a formal occasion. There is no need to be so cautious. The reason why I came to you is very simple. I just want you to treat me well." Use your abilities."

Momo stood up again and suddenly showed a panicked look, "Your Majesty... this... I'm afraid..."

"I know that not everyone is satisfied with their deadline, and will even get angry after getting an answer they don't like." Roland comforted, "And I just want to know a result, no matter what it is, I won’t blame you, I can guarantee that.”

As usual, this kind of thing should be left until Wendy completes the ability test, but the other party's ability is too special, and he really can't suppress the curiosity in his heart. In fact, he has always had a guess about Jieluo's soul battlefield. , but it has never been confirmed.

And now, he finally had a chance to verify it.

"Your Majesty..." Momo gritted his teeth and said, "Are you... not afraid at all?"

Roland knew that if it was him in the past, he would never take the initiative to ask such a question. As the saying goes, mediocre people bother themselves, and knowing how long they can live will undoubtedly add trouble. But the longer he stayed on the throne, the more he felt that his responsibility was heavy. The mentality of an ordinary person was obviously no longer suitable for the current situation. If the other party's description is correct, predicting age itself is an extremely precious piece of information. In another world, it could be called a "divulge of secrets." It would be a pity to only regard it as a heavy burden.

However, even if these thoughts were spoken, the other party would not be able to understand them, so Roland just smiled and said, "Even if I am afraid, it will not cease to exist."

Momo clenched his fists and nodded after a while, "Since you ask so... please forgive me for being rude."

"Your Majesty," Wendy took a deep breath, "please allow me to leave first."

Roland stared at her for a moment, "...I thought you and Shujuan were the ones who wanted to know the most."

"I can't be as calm as you, but just like the scroll says, no matter what the outcome is, we will support you to the end."

When the door closed, Roland tilted his head and said, "What about you?"

Momo was stunned.

"Does that need to be said?" Then the nightingale appeared behind her, making the girl startled. "I want to know everything about you, no matter whether it is good or bad."

They are really two people with very different personalities... Roland smiled secretly, "Then let's get started."

Momo looked back and forth between Nightingale and him several times with suspicious eyes, and finally took off the blindfold as if she had made up her mind.

When she raised her head again, a red light appeared in her empty eyes.

The eyes that seemed to be made of magic looked particularly weird when reflected on the deep scars. Roland could imagine what they looked like when they overlapped with the eyes. If in later generations, such strange pupils would definitely be sought after by a large number of people, but in this era, It's not unusual to be regarded as the devil's eye.

"How about, did you see anything?"

Momo looked at Roland, and then opened his eyes suddenly. The red light kept beating, as if being moved by the invisible wind. In less than a few seconds, the light quietly went out. She took two steps back and slumped to the ground helplessly.

Roland noticed that there were beads of sweat on the other person's face.

"What's going on?" He stood up.

Nightingale rushed to Momo's side first and reached out to support her, "This is... the sequelae of excessive consumption of magic power."

"Can this ability only see one person at a time?"

"No...I have never seen such a scene before," Momo gasped, "It's like there are many strings of numbers flashing, they keep appearing and disappearing, the colors are completely different...until the end, that The group numbers were then fixed.”

"What is it?" Roland asked.

Momo swallowed and replied with difficulty, "Seventeen... red."

"How is that possible?" Nightingale was greatly surprised.

Roland paused in his heart. Sure enough, his guess was not wrong. The soul battlefield can indeed allow the winner to gain everything, but the prerequisite is that the winner must have magic power. Whether it is lifespan or ability, it is ultimately achieved through magic power. It gives extraordinary people a powerful physique, and also allows those large hybrid evil beasts to have the power to support their bodies. Without magic power, everything would be impossible.

But having said that, seventeen years was shorter than he thought. Although he had known that the fourth prince's physical condition was not very good, he did not expect that it would be this bad. Is it possible that in the early years, I spent too much time on sensual pleasures and horses, which caused my body to become empty?

"How about... I'll take a look again." Momo tried to stand up.

"No need, that's it for today." Roland waved his hand, "Excessive consumption of magic power will make you faint. Besides, there is no point in looking at it before you understand the details of the ability."

"But Your Majesty"

"I said, I just want to know a result, you don't have to have any psychological burden." He stopped, "Go back and have a good rest. Starting from tomorrow, Wendy will take you to conduct an ability test and learn how to control magic. , if you want to watch it again, it’s not too late then. Also, please keep this matter a secret for me, okay?”

Momo looked at him in surprise for a moment, then nodded vigorously as if waking up from a dream.

After delivering the girl to Wendy, Nightingale returned to the office and walked step by step to Roland, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Do you regret it?" He turned his head.

"Are you kidding me?" Nightingale said angrily, "I never regret my decision. But you, what should you do in seventeen years?"

"It's better to know earlier than late, and there's no telling whether this will be the final result." Looking at the scattered lights outside the window, Roland found that his mood was calmer than expected, "Let's not talk about Taquila's soul container. If you can retain your consciousness, it may not be difficult to create another body when you study the magic power in the future."

"The premise is that "later" really exists. "Nightingale frowned.

"That's right, so the first thing to do is to win the battle of divine will within this period of time." Roland said word by word.

There is nothing left to chance now.

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