Chapter 1238 - An Army of One Person (2/2)

Everyone dropped their jaws, including Garcia. She asked Roland to think it over. It appeared that even self-disciplined Garcia spoke highly of this girl.

It took Roland a while to convince Garcia that he’d be better off fighting alone. The best proof was his previous feats and his hunting license.

The only thing that Roland was concerned about was that the other person Fei Yuhan invited was the demon martial artist, Valkries.

It was 10:00 PM when Roland returned to his apartment.

After Zero went to bed, Roland entered the second floor of the Rose Café through the side door of the warehouse.

More than 50 Taquila ancient witches bowed to him and paid him the highest respect. This was the first time that so many witches had come to the Dream World. The room was packed.

Back in the Union age, a team of 50 combat witches would have been sufficient to conduct a small battle.

“Any luck?”

Roland looked toward Faldi.

“Yes, the flies released by the Bug Nest sensed a few disappearing magic reactions,” Faldi replied as she scrolled down the cell phone screen and showed Roland the map. She was not used to using the digital map, but somehow she managed it. “Normally, this indicates that there are God’s Stones of Retaliation around there, or that our target can hide its magic power. If neither of the two applies, then it would mean that the target is dead.”

“But there’s no God’s Stone of Retaliation in the Dream World, and the Force of Nature isn’t as diverse as witches’ abilities,” Roland said.

“That’s right. So we assume that the Fallen Evils fought with the awakened martial artists. Somebody died and their cores were taken away,” Faldi replied while nodding. “Based on the direction of the magic reaction, they probably went here — ”

She pointed at a pier on the inner river.

It appeared that the river bank was always the first choice of locations to commit a crime.

“Since my flies can’t go that far, I contacted Ling for further investigation. She told me an hour ago that she found many Fallen Evils.”

“Well done,” Roland said with a faint smile. This was the reason he did not need the support of the Association. The Taquila witches could locate the enemies and kill them on their own. “I believe that you’re all ready.”

“Your Majesty, please issue your command,” the witches chorused.

Their morale was high after they had had a good time during the day.

For them, fighting was another way to savor their past.

In addition to enjoying food, using magic was extremely joyous for them.

“Everyone, ready, go!” Roland ordered briskly.

“Yes, Your Majesty!”