Chapter 171

Chapter 171 Bard’s Struggle

John Junior was not a fool . If he were, he would’ve attacked the Golden Sons before Bard arrived . He planned to achieve his purpose by cooperating with an outsider .

Because he was not a fool, he sensed something unusual from Bard’s remark .

A sculpture that could be called a miracle looked identical to Roland . What did it indicate?

John Junior was silent for a while, before his face was overcome by desperation . “Those Golden Sons are indeed powerful . They can even make a miracle… There’s no hope for my family to rise again . ”

His soft voice couldn’t disguise his heavy grief .

“I don’t think it’s just a miracle . ” Bard had a mouthful of the fruit wine, which was supposed to be sweet but somehow tasted bitter . “I threw a gold coin too, and I too have the special ability . There’s a voice that tells me that this ability is named Roland’s Zeal . ”

John Junior didn’t say anything else . He simply looked out the window even more grimly .

Seeing that, Bard began to talk about the interesting incidents in the capital, not considering if John was in the mood for them .

What could they do at this point except chat?

Enact revenge?

That was impossible .

Very soon, it was already evening . Night always fell quickly in winter .

The wind at night was slightly cold .

Bard subconsciously pulled his clothes tighter around himself .

When he jumped off from his carriage, he discovered, to his surprise, that a lot of carriages were parked before Roland’s manor and a lot of nobles were entering it . Still more carriages were approaching .

Before he could do anything, the butler who was responsible for reception had seen him and greeted him . “Mr . Bard, you’re finally back . Fantastic!”

Bard pointed at the manor that was ablaze with candles and lights and asked curiously, “What’s this about?” .

“A party that my master has arranged for you . The influential nobles and merchants in town have been invited . ” While leading the way, the butler said, “Master is waiting for you in the study . ”

Bard greeted people he was familiar with on his way, and the nobles who weren’t familiar with him asked their friends who he was .

At the party, Bard saw a group of people that were obviously different .

Their attires were somewhat odd but definitely formal and not out-of-the-picture . More importantly, Bard sensed an aura similar to Roland’s emanating from them .

After a brief shock, Bard became alarmed as he thought of a chilling possibility .

Looking at those people who were fooling around at the party, showing a lack of manners, Bard went to the third floor .

He felt that his back was cold . He touched it, only to detect cold sweat on his skin .

Then, he took a deep breath and entered the study, where he saw Roland by himself .

No candles were lit in the room, but the ball of light hanging on the ceiling illuminated the study and made it as bright as day .

Bard sat down before Roland and asked seriously, even with criticism, “Are those people downstairs all Golden Sons?”

Roland nodded .

Bard’s face cramped . “All of them are professionals?”

Roland nodded again .

Then, Bard heaved a long sigh and looked out of the window, as if he had abandoned everything

Before Roland could ask anything, Bard said, “Poor John Junior . ”

Roland was puzzled; he couldn’t keep up with Bard’s line of thinking .

When he left Roland’s study about a quarter-hour later, Bard was even more dazed . He was manipulated by Roland, his strings pulled like a puppet’s . He watched Roland make an amusing speech before the party and raise a toast to all the nobles, before he was pushed to the stage and made to smile at everyone like a doll .

Bard didn’t come back to himself until most of the nobles left late at night .

The later it was at night, the colder it would be .

Bard took a long breath, and he was already breathing out vague mist .

Seated by the window, he was holding a glass of green fruit wine . Instead of drinking it, he watched the silver ripples of the cold moonlight while the cup shook in his hand .

Bard had known that the Golden Sons were good and would affect the nobles sooner or later .

However, he didn’t know that it would happen so quickly .

Tonight, he raised his cup to the moon and didn’t drink it . It was a sleepless night .

The next day, Bard came to Roland and said, “I intend to stay here for a while . Can I join your Magic Tower for now and learn the fundamental magic knowledge with them?”

Roland smiled and said, “Not a problem . ”

The party the previous night was actually Roland’s improvisation .

After all, Bard had gotten almost double rewards for him, including gold coins and magic resources that sometimes couldn’t be bought even when one had the money .

So, as a gesture of gratitude, Roland threw a party for him according to the tradition here .

Because he made the decision hastily, Roland thought that few people would attend .

But beyond his expectations, almost everybody that his butler invited came .

The players at the party, on the other hand, were the members of Silver Wings that moved here a couple of days earlier .

There were about seventy of them . Though they were generally level two and level three, they were still a powerful force .

Roland held the party partly to welcome Bard and partly to see if the players could assimilate into the nobles of Delpon .

As it turned out, the result was not promising .

Though the two parties tried to communicate, their beliefs and ideologies differed too greatly .

Their conversations died off very soon, and it was fortunate enough that they didn’t call each other names right then .

Although the attempt failed, the party raised quite some talk in the forums .

A player had recorded the video and posted it after editing

The title of the post said, A Real Party of Nobles . What an Eyeopener!

A lot of players replied to the post .

“They look like gentlemen and ladies, but they’re actually thieves and bitches . ”

“My friend, where did you get that from? Why did I sense nothing but the grandness of the party?”

“Different people see different things, young man . ”

“Had it not been for respect for Roland, those guys would’ve blown out the candles and started horsing around right there . ”

“Wait, how exactly did you see those signs?”

“I don’t see any either . ”

“Of course you decent people don’t understand . Those who can understand are all wealthy guys that hold parties all the time . They can understand the body language of the participants at the party very well, just like me . ”

It was Principal Huang who replied this time . His reply which was in a unique gold style raised another riot .

At this moment, Roland led Bard to the Magic Tower and said to the magic apprentices, “Mr . Bard will stay for a few days in the Magic Tower . He will discuss and learn the basics of magic with you . Let’s welcome him . ”

The magic apprentices clapped their hands, but they obviously looked rigid and nervous .

The Mage players, on the other hand, seemed calm and even interested in the stranger .