Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

Looking at Hestia's pure and lovely face, although she was a little clumsy and couldn't understand Roland's real thoughts, the goddess was indeed encouraging Roland in her own unique way.

"Really? Then you should do your best in the meeting, and I will pick you up later."

Roland patted Hestia's head helplessly, and slowly left the guild gate under the reluctant gaze of the goddess who suddenly wilted.

After walking out, looking at the streets filled with excitement and noise, Roland felt as if he was in another world.

The stalls in the middle of the road are decorated with ribbons and flowers. The street looks full of atmosphere. Above the heads of passers-by, there are flags strung together. On the flags there are silhouettes of Ganesha's family and monsters, one with an elephant head and the other with a lion. Under the bright sunshine, everything seems so peaceful.

Although he had been in this city for more than ten days, he had never appreciated Orario simply as a tourist.

"Well, before that, let's enjoy the festival. Esther has never been to a place like this, right?"

Just like that, holding Esther's small and soft hand, Roland walked into the noisy crowd.

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"Damn monster!"

The beast tamer of the Ganesha clan grabbed the monster in front of him with some resentment, threw it to the side of the cell, and handcuffed it with chains.

"what happened?"

Soon, someone heard the noise and rushed over. In the prison cell of the Ganesha clan, in order to prevent monsters from escaping and causing a commotion, the guards were strictly guarded. The guild even specially dispatched a group of senior adventurers to stand outside the Ganesha clan.

Although in the eyes of the members of Ganesha's family, this is a bit unnecessary.

In addition to the animal tamers in each cell, they also have their own senior adventurers waiting at the exits. They are all level 3 or even level 4 elites. It is really a bit of a waste of talent to deal with these monsters which are at most level 2. Even if he is only level 2, he will not be defeated by these monsters.

"It's okay. This disobedient thing got agitated again and hurt me."

The trainer waved his hands casually, showing his companions the claw marks and blood on his hands.

"Then it seems that he can't be used anymore. Let's just put him in the beast fighting stage after the beast taming."

"Let me try again. This guy was very obedient when he first came. I don't know what went wrong today."

The tamer was still a little unwilling to give up. This monster was quite strong in level 2, and most importantly, it was unexpectedly easy to tame. When it first came, it seemed to be drained of something and looked listless, but it soon became docile. He was also counting on this monster to shine at the festival.

"Then you better be careful."

Seeing that nothing had happened, the guard nodded and left, leaving the space to the trainer alone.

The tamer, with an unhappy look on his face, took out the medicine bottle next to him, poured some on the wound, and devoted himself to the task of taming the animal once again.

Amid the numbing sensation from the medicine, he did not notice that purple crystals were slowly emerging from the wound at an alarming speed and gradually spreading.

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"Sword Hero, please give it a try."

Sitting in the rich hostess tavern, Xier, with a smile on her face, brought a piece of cake, placed it in front of Roland, and then sat leisurely opposite him.

"This is a special cake that will only be sold tonight. I made it myself and there is only one copy."

"Well... it's okay for you to help taste it, but it looks like you guys are going to participate in a festival."

Roland looked at Xier in front of him. She was not dressed like a maid in the tavern today, but was wearing casual clothes.

Facing Roland's gaze, Xier stretched without any shyness. Her slender figure, outlined by the silky, sailor-like outfit, showed a charm far beyond her age. She looked as elegant and lazy as a cat basking in the sun. After she finished stretching, she spoke as if nothing had happened.

"It doesn't matter. We have to get the store ready before we can take a break anyway, so we still have a while."

On a holiday like today, most pubs that are usually open all year round are now closed, preparing to save their energy until after nightfall to reap the fat sheep of the festival. The wealthy hostess is no exception. After making some preparations before opening, these shop assistants can go and enjoy their vacation.

Hearing these words, Liu also came over and brought Roland a cup of black tea.

"Please don't mind. Xier has been looking forward to talking to you again for a long time."

"Sister Liu!"

Facing the girl's shy smile, Liu just smiled faintly and left with steady steps.

Roland casually picked up a piece of cake and put it into Esther's mouth, looking at Xier with some amusement.

"So, what do you want from me?"

Hearing such straightforward words, Xier stood up nervously and bowed in Roland's direction.

"I'm really sorry about what happened last time. Because of me, you got entangled with those rubbish. I've been thinking about how to make amends."

What is Freya doing? Is she getting too into role-playing?

Roland was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to remember what the so-called last time was. But before he could open his mouth, Xier came over hurriedly with a book in her arms and pushed it in front of Roland.

"Is this a magic book?"

Gently stroking the cover of the book and feeling the strange fluctuations on it, Roland spoke.

"Yes, this is something a guest gave me a long time ago, and asked me to deal with it myself. But I knew I didn't have the qualifications to be an adventurer, so I kept it away. It wasn't until you showed up that I realized who its real owner was."

Xier said righteously, with an expectant look, as if she had no idea of ​​the value of this thing.

The grimoires in the dungeon world are almost all disposable items. Anyone who has read the grimoire will naturally learn it even if they don't have magic, but then the grimoire will lose its original power and become a blank sheet of paper.

Each magic book is an item that is superior to first-level equipment. Ordinary clansmen cannot obtain one even if they spend all their money.

Roland had the financial resources to buy this thing, but he just had no idea about it.

After all, there was nothing in the magic of the Earth World that he couldn't learn, and he didn't think it would be of any use to him. Although there was no limit to the number of magic slots for Roland, why bother putting a spell out to get in the way?

However, since someone had taken the initiative to come to him, he remembered something.

When he officially upgraded a few days ago, Roland gained unexpected development capabilities. It was a gift from the world itself to him, beyond grace, when a balance was constantly approaching and integrated.

The original magic system of the world of Jicuo can be said to be a mess, and it is incomparable to the magic obtained from grace. This can also be said to be a direct result of the fact that no one in Jicuo seems to study magic. It is a complete realm of God. The magic of the truly powerful is the embodiment of their possibilities and potential. In terms of this, it is very similar to Type-Moon's Noble Phantasm.

If the world's gift of its possibilities is such a vision, then can the so-called magic of developing possibilities help us understand this power more deeply?

"Really? Then I'll be disrespectful."

With such doubts in mind, Roland opened the book in front of him without any hesitation under Xier's surprised gaze. The next moment, an unprecedented light pierced his field of vision.

In just a moment, he seemed to be standing at a higher angle, overlooking everything in the world and having a clearer view of himself.

Fire, darkness, malice, chaos, countless paths lay before Roland, just waiting for him to reach out and transform these possibilities into usable power.

But Roland just stared at the farthest one in front of him in silence. This road did not come from his strength or his status, but from the essence that was opened by grace and thus released. It came from

--{world}.

Chapter 139 I, Roland, am the emperor!

"Master Ganesha! Something terrible has happened!"

In the center of the arena, the main performance of the Monster Festival has begun.

The members in charge of taming the monster are controlling it to perform various actions like a bullfight, and even jump directly on its head to demonstrate their level of taming.

Such performances greatly stimulated the vanity of the audience, and their excited cheers came one after another like waves.

"What happened? Did the monsters escape?"

Sitting on the podium at the top of the arena, with the best view of the entire arena, Ganesha was originally having a pleasant conversation with Shakti, the level 5 main force of his clan and Ganesha's most trusted child.

After hearing the anxious cries of the clan member wearing the elephant head mask, he also became a little nervous. This monster festival was being paid special attention by the guild, and it would be troublesome if something went wrong.

"not yet……"

But the family member who came to report gave a very subtle answer.

This made Ganesha tilt his head, a little confused.

"Then why are you so anxious? And what does this mean?"

"The base where the monsters are stored is being attacked. Although everyone is fighting hard, it seems that they can't hold out for much longer."

"That's bad. Which clan did the attackers belong to? With the help of the guild, there should be more than one level 4 inside and outside the base. Could they be level adventurers?"

Shakti frowned, took over the Lord's words, and began to ask for details.

"There are no first-level adventurers, only the attacker's followers..."

The reporting member suddenly began to stutter, with obvious hesitation in his words.

"Have you also been assimilated by the Lord God's nonsense? Tell me now!"

As one of the famous comedians in Orario, Ganesha is well-known for being unreliable. Shakti has made an indispensable contribution to the daily law and order of the Ganesha clan. Therefore, when facing her, the members are obviously more respectful and awed, and they grit their teeth and tell the truth directly.

"The attackers were from our Ganesha clan. Or rather, they were the guards we left there. They released the monsters and were about to invade the street. Thanks to the guild's remaining personnel who blocked the entrance, the monsters and attackers were not able to escape immediately."

"What did you say?"

Ganesha replied dumbly, his voice suddenly becoming serious.

As a famous benevolent god, he has a first-rate eye for selecting his followers. The current reputation of the Ganesha family largely comes from the accumulation of its members’ daily good deeds, and these people actually rebelled?

"impossible!"

Shakti categorically rejected this point. The candidates there were arranged by her personally, and it was too incredible that they all changed sides.

"It's true! They are in a very abnormal state, and their bodies are covered with purple crystals. They are like crazy. No matter how we call them, there is no response. They are simply..."

Thinking of the tragic and bloody scene before, the reporter shuddered and even showed an expression of fear on his face.

The fact that the members of the Ganesha clan, who had experienced many battles in the dungeon and even often came into close contact with monsters, could show such an expression shows how terrifying the scene was.

"Purple crystal, could it be..."

Shakti's pupils shrank and she turned to look at Ganesha beside her. This unremarkable main god also stood up and gave orders with an unprecedented serious expression.

"Shakti, evacuate the people from now on, kill the remaining monsters directly, use the arena as a base, and accept as many people as possible."

"Yes……"

Shakti nodded sternly, but before she could leave, violent roars and panicked shouts rang out together.

The repeated screams drowned out the excited shouts in the arena. The people looked outside in confusion and soon there was a commotion.

Needless to say, Ganesha and Shakti both understood that this was the best signal for the monsters to come out.

"Act quickly!"

Ganesha patted the messenger who was standing there in a daze, hurriedly walked underground, and began to prepare for the arrival of disaster.

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Roland was still lost in the vast vision.

From the perspective of the world, he almost understood everything.

Although the magic that chose this path to evolve had no fixed direction, with this vision, Roland felt that he could do anything.

Whether it is resonating with the fire element, completely integrating magic power and demonic energy, or perfectly harmonizing the body according to the rules, becoming the incarnation of fire, so that every move is filled with tremendous power.

Or it can completely transform into a malicious beast, fill its body with its soul, erase the human history and even reality that it does not like, and possess the power of creation and destruction.

Or you may transform into a monster of chaos, throw yourself completely into the dark side of the world, merge with it, become its spokesperson, and completely ascend to fame in one step.

These roads were all before Roland's eyes, and he could reach them as long as he stretched out his hand.

But Roland passed by these dazzling futures without any regrets.

He had no desire for quick success and instant benefits for something that was destined to be obtained. Since he had unexpectedly grasped this opportunity in this world, he would not waste it.

While the contracted spirits were changing Roland, they also left him some subtle gifts.

Even if he threw away all the magic energy, spells, substitutes, talents, and other powers that had been digested by the contract spirit, Roland would not be as panicked as he was when he first traveled to Fuyuki. In the process of searching for the contract spirit, he had already obtained a lot of real things.

A strong soul, a noble body, excellent talents, experience and vision.

With these things, Roland would not be discouraged even if he lost the Key of All Souls. This is the meaning of moving forward.

And now, as the truest him, the most essential him, what can he do without relying on these powers?

What can Roland do?

He examined everything he had and kept moving forward in his mind. Perhaps it was the effect of the magic book, or perhaps it was his own fault.

The concept of time was constantly stretched when he started to make his choice, giving him plenty of time to think.

Thinking about the powers that I have personally experienced, the wonder of the stand, the dignity of the demon soul, the depth of air magic, the breadth of talent of the incarnation of hope, and the ambition for heaven.

Even the wisdom of a thousand sails could not answer Roland's inner doubts at this time.

He could only continue to spread in his thoughts and feel everything around him.