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Chapter 195: Giving You Something
Chapter 195: Giving You Something
The ability of the Void Nest Larvae to produce offspring has a significant advantage: they do not require Rod to expend any additional mana.
All the Void Worms, after breaking out of their shells, use their own energy for all their actions. They will continue fighting until they are killed or exhausted, and then they will disappear.
As for how long each Void Worm can last, Rod watched them gnaw through three tall stone pillars without showing any signs of fatigue.
Unfortunately, Rod can't think of a practical use for this ability right now. It's not like he can just randomly destroy the guild for fun, right?
As for swarm tactics... He doesn't fight, and the entire Fiole Kingdom hasn't seen any wars lately.
In summary, he will just keep exploring this ability for now, at least it can serve as a useful reserve when encountering wild monsters.
Facing the Guild Master's request, Rod immediately assured him that he would never cause trouble in the guild. He truly has no interest in dismantling the guild.
Makarov was satisfied with the nod and thought that Rod was trustworthy in this aspect.
So far, his greatest achievement has been making a breakthrough in the courtyard wall, which, compared to others, can be considered quite impressive.
...
Time passed in a rather regular manner for Rod, between work, cultivation, and life, and soon it was the day before he had to accompany the Guild Master to a meeting.
Troy had already taken good care of Rod's three 'sons'. The succulent leaves were plump and vibrant in color, the two orchids not only had their soil changed but also got new, more suitable pots.
It could be said that Troy took great care.
When returning, Troy also reminded Rod of the usual precautions to avoid any issues.
Unfortunately, there hasn't been much progress in his romantic life.
Rod had already told Troy about the ideal type that Leby had investigated, but Troy confidently believed that 'this isn't me', and then continued his usual arguments with Jett, trying to outdo him.
Rod had no choice but to let it be— asking wouldn't help, and talking wouldn't change anything, so he decided to let it be.
Rod had his own matters to attend to.
"Should I prepare anything for the routine meeting?"
Of course, such matters should be asked to the senior High Mage Mira Zhen.
Mira said, "There's no need to do anything special preparation, just treat it like a vacation. It will take three to five days, and as long as you're ready to travel, it will be fine."
"Three to five days..." Rod thought for a moment, "Then my well-cared-for 'sons' will be in trouble again?"
Still using this strange term, Mira helplessly said, "It won't be a big problem for just a few days, right? Or you could ask Troy to watch them for a few more days?"
"It's not good to keep bothering others..." Rod handed Mira something, "This is for you."
"What?" Mira opened her hand, and in her palm was a key with a protective charm hanging from it.
"This is the key to my place," Rod said with a smile, "I won't be around for a few days, and I'd like you to check on the 'sons' when you have free time, okay... and when I return, I'll bring you some local specialties."
"What? Sons!" Lacy was startled, "You and the sons... oh."
"Lacy, don't panic!" Mira covered her mouth, her cheeks slightly flushed.
However, half the guild had heard, and the tavern near the counter briefly fell silent, then the voices rose and fell again.
"I said you're overthinking, I've only been here for half a year, how can you have sons so quickly?"
"Those are potted plants, potted plants, Troy can vouch for me."
It made sense, but no one wanted to hear it.
Everyone had been annoyed with Rod for a long time, so they took this opportunity to criticize him a bit.
Mira only blushed for a moment at the beginning, then quickly returned to normal, even sitting down and propping her chin up to watch the commotion with a smile.
Usually, she enjoyed gossiping about others, so it was quite interesting to have a bit of gossip about herself.
Rod's flustered explanation was also quite amusing.
She held the key Rod gave her up to her eyes, carefully placed it in her bag, then after a moment's thought, opened her hand again, took off the protective charm from the key, and stuffed it into Rod's palm.
Rod felt his hand being held, and when he looked down, Mira had already withdrawn her hand and smiled at him.
She seemed even more beautiful than usual when she smiled.
Rod, feeling the protective charm in his hand, suddenly lost all interest in arguing with those people.
Wimps, I’ll show you three real sons someday.
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The Regional Guild Alliance, strictly speaking, is an unofficial organization.
Since the duties of the Council of Elders cover the entire Ishgar continent, there are inevitably areas where their reach is limited.
Therefore, the guild masters of various official guilds in a particular region spontaneously form an alliance, holding regular meetings to discuss recent affairs of all sizes.
In addition, these regular meetings are also a place for guild masters to build relationships. Occasionally, guilds send out their excellent mages to collaborate on more challenging tasks.
Of course, it's also common for old friends to show off their guild's exceptional mages.
Rod is the child Makarov might show off this time.
Now, Rod is sitting on a train with the guild master, crossing the bridge over the Krobac Grand Canyon, heading to Krobac City.
The venue is not in the city center but in a large villa in the suburbs.
The guild master said it wasn't far, so Rod didn't bother to rent a carriage but instead summoned the Canyon Swift Crab.
Traveling by crab is both fast and steady, but the downside is that it can be hot in summer and cold in winter. Once it starts moving, the cold wind whips past, and anyone who has ridden a motorcycle in winter knows the feeling.
Fortunately, Rod has enough warm clothing, and his constitution is much stronger than before he came to this world.
The guild master didn't seem to mind the cold much, but out of concern, Rod summoned a Void Worm to block the wind in front of him.
The fully automatic, intelligent heating device, the Void Worm, consumes one Porridge Delicacy per hundred kilometers... it wouldn't refuse ten or twenty more.
Since it was winter, the scenery in the suburbs looked somewhat desolate. Suddenly, the sight of well-organized buildings brought a pleasant surprise to those unfamiliar with the area.
"Wow..." Rod, who had never seen much of the world, was experiencing this kind of villa up close for the first time, and he felt a special sense of anticipation.
However, once he followed the guild master inside, he wasn't as excited anymore.
The interior felt ordinary to him, not as impressive as the luxury hotel they stayed at in the capital last time.
It might be a case of understated luxury, but Rod didn't really understand such things.
"Seems like we're early." Makarov casually glanced into the meeting hall as they passed by and didn't see the usual group of people. "Let's go put our luggage in the room."
For the next few days, all the attendees would be staying and eating here, with the costs shared by the various guilds.
(End of Chapter)
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