Chapter 363 Emotion
Looking at Hela curled up in bed and wrapped in a quilt, Roland said with a little helplessness.

“Hela, what are you doing?”

Hela pulled her tender legs back into the quilt, poked her head out, looked at Roland, and said shyly with some embarrassment.

"Roland, when did you come in?"

Hearing what Hela said, Roland blinked and said hesitantly.

"I just came in. Didn't you hear me knocking on the door? I thought you were the one asking Gray Crow to open the door."

Just after Roland knocked on the door, it was the Gray Crow that flew over and opened the door for him.

Roland thought Hela knew.

As soon as the words fell, their eyes turned to the gray crow beside them.

At this time, the gray crow was sitting on a wooden table in the room, slowly eating the fruit on the table.

After noticing the two people's gazes, the gray crow swallowed the fruit in one gulp, put its wings on its hips, and faced the two people's gazes with confidence.

Seeing her like this, Roland smiled slightly and said nothing.

And Hela glared at her helplessly, but Gray Crow had a certain temper. After Hela glared at her, she glared back decisively.

A man and a bird, staring at each other.

After glaring back, the gray crow picked up the plate full of fruits on the wooden table and slowly flew out of the room, leaving the space for Roland and Hela.

After flying out, the gray crow also closed the window.

After Gray Crow left the room, Roland also turned his gaze to Hela on the bed.

After realizing Roland's gaze, Hela's cheeks also felt slightly hot.

Before her cheeks turned red, Hela pulled the quilt and shrank her head, hiding under the quilt.

After curling up in the quilt, Hela also released her magic power, wrapped herself up, and refused Roland's perception and prying.

Although Hela's resistance was useless to Roland, as long as Roland was willing, her magic power could not stop Roland at all.

But Hela was just showing an attitude, she also knew that she couldn't stop Roland.

However, as long as she expressed her attitude, Roland would respect her wishes.

Therefore, looking at Hela curled up in the quilt, Roland shook his head helplessly.

Then he slowly walked to Hela's bed, pushed Hela through the quilt, and said.

"What's wrong? Why are you hiding under the covers?"

"nothing."

Hela huddled in the quilt, and a muffled voice came out from under the quilt.

Roland sat down beside Hela's bed and said helplessly.

“Nothing? Does Hela take me for a fool?”

Roland looked around the room.

Based on the traces left in the room, Roland, who had extensive knowledge and experience, could tell what was happening to Hela at a glance and spoke softly.

“Meditation got out of control.”

After Roland finished speaking, Hela, who was curled up in the quilt, did not move.

After a moment of silence, Hela's tiny voice came out.

“It just got out of control for a little while.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Hela quickly added another sentence.

“I get out of control pretty quickly.”

Roland nodded and asked nonchalantly.

“So, what did Hela see in the loss of control?”

".No. Nothing."

Hila huddled in the quilt, recalling the illusion she saw after her meditation went out of control, and spoke shyly.

Hearing Hela's words, Roland also raised his eyebrows slightly.

After becoming a high-level spellcaster, Roland resumed the habits he had developed during his professional career.

Since it is a development-type virtual online game, the abilities and methods of professional players are endless. If you are not prepared, it is very likely to fail.

Therefore, Roland developed a good habit. Once he logged into his account, he would always have dozens of high-level spells covering all aspects on him.

From basic protection to advanced protection against time, space, and destiny, we have everything.

Therefore, when Hela's meditation went out of control and Roland's figure appeared in the illusion, Roland's prophecy protection spell also took effect passively.

After the spell took effect, Roland saw Hela's illusion.

However, it was just a quick glimpse when the spell took effect, and I only saw myself in the Northland Prison.

Roland then reacted. After the prophecy spell detected that Hela had no ill intentions, Roland also suspended the passive peeping effect of the spell.

Looking at Hela curled up in the quilt, Roland asked.

"If it's nothing, can't you tell me?"

"Can't!"

Hearing Roland's words, Hela immediately refused.

Roland shook his head helplessly and said nothing. He just placed his right hand on the quilt and spoke softly.

"The positive and negative energies are out of balance, but I haven't noticed it yet. And you're still saying it's nothing."

As Roland spoke, he also input magic power through the quilt to help Hela adjust the balance of positive and negative energy in her body.

As Roland finished speaking, Hela finally realized her own problem. The negative energy in her now clearly overwhelmed her positive energy.

After knowing this, Hela also realized that her depressed mood was caused by the deepening imbalance of negative energy.

Therefore, she did not reject Roland, and with Roland's help, she quickly coordinated the positive and negative energies in her body.

With Roland's help, Hela quickly adjusted the positive and negative energy in her body, and the emotions affected by the negative energy slowly subsided.

After sensing the energy balance in Hela's body, Roland also withdrew his hand from the quilt. However, although Roland withdrew his hand, Hela did not stop adjusting the balance of energy in her body.

In order to better deal with Roland later, Hela tilted the balance slightly towards positive energy.

The overflowing positive energy slightly neutralized Hela's chaotic heart.

After the quilt used positive energy to restore her normal emotions, Hela used magic to tidy up her somewhat disheveled appearance. Finally, she slowly climbed out of the bed, and the quilt on her body slowly fell down her back.

Since Hela had used magic to tidy up her appearance in advance, the one who appeared in front of Roland was neatly and appropriately dressed.

Roland naturally couldn't hide the fluctuations of Hela's magic power, but Roland didn't say anything. Being clean is a good habit.

“I’ve taught you before, Hela. You can’t be too hasty about meditation. Meditation is a form of consciousness acting on the soul. You need to enter a deep state of tranquility to strengthen your mind and will. You can’t be impatient about this kind of thing. If you rush, meditation can easily get out of control.”

As he was talking, Roland knocked Hela's head in annoyance and continued, "You forgot everything I taught you, right?"

Hela covered the place where Roland hit her, her eyes wandering, and spoke hesitantly.

"No, I haven't forgotten."

"It's even more wrong to still do this without forgetting."

Hearing Hela's words, Roland's face darkened and he wanted to hit her again.

However, Hela, who had been hit by Roland once, was well prepared this time. She quickly pulled her head back, covered her head with both hands, and looked at Roland eagerly.

Seeing Hela's condition, Roland reluctantly withdrew his hand. He sighed slightly and said helplessly.

“Don’t be anxious, Hela. You are still young and have a lot of time. With your talent and hard work, you have a good chance of becoming a high-level extraordinary person or even a legend. Take your time.”

Hearing Roland's words, Hela pursed her lips, lowered her head and said nothing.

Looking at Hela who lowered her head, Roland patted his forehead and said.

"Don't compare yourself to me, I'm different."

“Not all of them come from the North.”

Hela lowered her head, pouted and spoke softly.

Hearing Hela's quiet rebuttal, Roland shrugged and spoke in a confident tone.

"Have you ever seen someone who went from being an ordinary person to a high-level spellcaster in just over a decade? Have you ever seen a sixth-ring spellcaster kill a legend?"

Roland smiled and continued.

"To put it bluntly, even if Littorio were alive, he couldn't be better than me, right?"

Hearing Roland's comfort, Hela also lowered her head and said nothing.

As the only person in the committee who truly knew Roland's true strength and who had followed Roland from the North until now, Hela naturally knew whether what Roland said was true or false.

As the founding emperor of the Silver Empire, Littorio's experience has naturally attracted a lot of attention. Although Littorio was not famous when he was young, his experience before he was promoted to the fourth ring was relatively vague.

But the history after Littorio was promoted to the fourth ring is recorded more clearly.

Compared with Roland's record of killing the legendary Kan'ozu as a six-ring spellcaster across two major levels, Littorio's record pales in comparison.

The most talked-about thing about Littorio is just the fierce battle between two levels, which is completely inferior to Roland.

Moreover, Roland's promotion speed directly broke Sinar's historical record for promotion to a high-level transcendent. In less than twenty years, he was promoted from an ordinary mortal to a seven-ring spellcaster. Who could do this?

Even if they were geniuses and heirs that the Silver Family had cultivated with all their strength, they might be faster than Roland in the early stages, but they would all stop at the fourth or fifth ring. It was normal for them to be stuck for decades or even hundreds of years.

Moreover, Roland was not someone who focused on meditation and improving his strength. He even wasted a lot of time and energy setting up a war committee.

However, it was precisely because she knew how powerful Roland was that Hela became more afraid. Compared to Roland, she thought she was too bad.

Roland is like a natural savior, the darling of the world, and a leader that everyone admires.

He seemed to be born with knowledge, and almost no problem could stump Roland. No matter what problem he encountered, Roland would quickly come up with a solution.

No matter the various miscellaneous and strange problems encountered on the forum or the various difficulties encountered in Donnar, Roland can quickly provide solutions.

When Donnar was short of food, Roland brought out the art of making food. When he was short of soldiers, Roland brought out the military extraordinary training program, the surgery of the Primarch and the Primarch's soldiers, and the strange machine.
Roland directly took out these things that had never been heard of before.

In addition, Roland's strength is also very strong. From the time they met in the North to now, Roland has hardly encountered any enemy that can stop him. Whether it is the residual soul of the Lich King encountered in the Tower of Truth, or the legendary Kan'ozu of the Green Tide, they all became stepping stones for Roland.

Moreover, in addition to his great strength, Roland's character is also very noble. No matter whether they are extraordinary people or ordinary people, Roland can maintain his own attitude. His moral concepts are also far higher than others. Unless they are enemies, Roland rarely takes the initiative to kill people.

In addition, within the committee, whether it was the knights of the former Radiant Knights or the traditional knights of Donnar who still adhered to the spirit of chivalry, they all recognized Roland very much. Basically, everyone who had talked to Roland became Roland's most loyal supporter.

So, Hela was very scared. She was afraid that she would not be able to catch up with Roland and would not be able to stay by his side anymore.

"You're not talking. What are you thinking about?"

Roland poked Hela's cheek with his right finger and said with a chuckle.

Hela blinked, lowered her head slightly, and her earlobes turned red.

Although this was not a particularly intimate action for Roland and Hela, Hela still had false memories that were created after her meditation went out of control, so she was a little sensitive to Roland's contact.

After seeing Hela's slightly red earlobe, Roland did not retract his right hand immediately. Instead, he poked it twice as before before slowly retracting his right hand.

Then, Roland, who was sitting beside the bed, said nonchalantly.

“Come to think of it, Hela has rarely come to assist me in the past few days, and she has also retired from the army. What are your plans for the future?”

"this."

Hearing Roland's words, Hela glanced at him secretly and said hesitantly.

After being delayed for so many days, Hela herself was a little embarrassed to say that she wanted to go back.

However, even though Hela didn't say anything, Roland knew it from her expression. Therefore, Roland looked at Hela, stretched out his hands, and held Hela's hands.

After Roland held her hands, Hela was also a little surprised. Her earlobes instantly turned red. If she hadn't tried hard to suppress her expression, her face would have turned red.

Hela spoke in a low voice, suppressing the emotions welling up in her heart.

"What are you doing?"

“Why don’t you come back and help me? I really miss the Wisdom Liquid that Hela personally adjusted.”

Roland held Hela's hands and invited her with a chuckle.

Hela blinked and whispered subconsciously.

“Don’t they all taste pretty much the same?”

Roland did not answer. He ignored Hela's words as if nothing had happened. He held Hela's hands and said.

“If it weren’t for Hela, I…”

"Okay, okay, I agree, don't say anything."

Hearing Roland's deliberately pleading tone, Hela couldn't stand it. In addition, she wanted to go back anyway, so she quickly agreed to Roland's request.

"Okay, I'll be leaving now. Don't meditate today. Just have a good rest."

After saying that, Roland let go of Hela's hands, stood up, and disappeared into the room through teleportation.

After Roland left, Hela's face instantly turned red. She looked at her hands that Roland had just held, blushing for a while, and then she swallowed.

Then, Hela reacted immediately and her face turned even redder. She buried her head in the pillow beside her, her mind full of random thoughts.

After being buried in the pillow for an unknown amount of time, Hela recovered a little and came out of the pillow.

With some residual shyness on her face, she sat on her bed.

After taking a few deep breaths and adjusting her state, Hela turned her gaze towards the magic book beside the bed.

She took the grimoire in her hand, gently opened it, and turned to the pages about the Liquid of Wisdom.

The road under his feet is full of thorns. Will he always have me in his eyes? Let me walk with him for a while.

The girl flipped through the grimoire and thought to herself in a self-deceiving way.

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(End of this chapter)