Roland had a warm voice and a sweet presence, appearing to be a nice man, and indeed he didn't seem to be a bad person. In fact, he really wasn't, and even if he were, it didn't seem that he would do anything to this group of ordinary people. He mentioned, for example, that there was a watchtower not far from where the battle was to begin. The history of that tower was very ancient, supposedly built long before the fall of Vafidia, with considerable historical significance. He argued that even without the battle between the Revenge Shadow Rider and the unknown Saudi driver, the tower was well worth a thorough visit.

There were many places worth visiting, such as the top of the tower, which was different from ordinary towers. As for what was different? Roland did not want to explain in detail. It wasn't that he was teasing everyone, it's just that he found it somewhat difficult to explain. Moreover, he believed that it's less interesting to talk about something in advance, and that it's more valuable to see it with one's own eyes. Roland wasn't much of a talker; this was just some of the information he let slip while chatting with Charlotte intermittently.

In reality, he gave the impression of being a chatterbox to everyone—a chatterbox among chatterboxes, one who could argue dead things to life, alive things to death, invert right and wrong, and even turn yin and yang, in short, a real chatterbox. As for where exactly Roland was chatty, the topic sounded simple but was complicated to explain, because Roland was incredibly knowledgeable. Whatever question Charlotte posed, he could address it effortlessly, as if retrieving an object from his pocket with ease, so smoothly that it made everyone think he could only be bluffing.

Charlotte, on the other hand, listened with great interest. She had a profound personal understanding of and an unspeakable intense curiosity about history. She discovered that not only was Roland correct in what he said, but he was spot on, with a level of understanding even beyond her own—a knowledge akin to that of an expert professor. She had, after all, prepped extensively through numerous sources before coming here.

Unlike Little Wu's realism, Charlotte placed more emphasis on the spiritual and material world. She loved the long histories of legacies, the joy of roaming alone in the ocean of knowledge, continuously sailing her little boat. Although her boat was not large, as frail as a tiny wooden boat, it was still her little vessel. Wherever the boat was, there was Charlotte's heart. She was always content with her lot but, as her little boat slowly made its way through the vast ocean of knowledge and encountered a giant cruise ship sailing past her with the wind in its sails, Charlotte was utterly shocked. She could hardly believe there could be someone in the world so knowledgeable and talented. This Roland, though not claiming to be a super-soldier, was certainly a person of presence and talent, his eloquence and composure revealing a worldly experience. If Roland hadn't been so beautiful, so much so that she felt like an ugly duckling in comparison, beautiful enough to even come across as slightly effeminate to Charlotte, she might have been tempted to commit herself to him.

Of course, that was an exaggeration, but it didn't diminish Roland's personal charm. Charlotte shook her head vigorously. Why was she thinking so much about this? It seemed totally useless!

At this moment, not only Charlotte and Roland but also numerous international super-soldiers were drawn to Mardis upon hearing the rumors, eager to see what was happening… Located in No Man's Land, the federal government nominally had no authority to interfere with anyone's visit, especially to this globally watched Mardis.

Of course, people did not understand where the Saudis' confidence came from, whether it was excessive self-confidence, arrogance, or if they had some secret weapon. If they did have a secret weapon, that hypothesis wasn't entirely improbable, after all, a month prior, Saudi had issued a challenge to the Revenge Shadow Rider. Some people speculated that at that time, Saudi might have been too hasty—so hasty that even they thought the challenge was absurd and had no absolute confidence, only to re-issue the challenge after repeatedly making sure of the reasons for their victory over the Revenge Shadow Rider.

Of course, this was just speculation by some. Others speculated that maybe this was just a tactic by Saudi to limit the Revenge Shadow Rider. After all, the power of speech always lies in the hands of double-dealing politicians. Today they could say one is two, whether wrong or right, and if it is one, they could just as easily write it as two—it's all the same to them, and then they unabashedly claim how this two came to be, all the while brainwashing people on and on.

Whether the rest of the world sees, it doesn't matter; what's important is that their own citizens think so. In this age of liberty and democracy that preaches equality for all, under the reign of the Sand Emperor Shakespeare, another facet of autocracy manifests itself. Each power, in response to such events, might seek out a fig leaf of an excuse, either in the name of punishing evil and promoting good or some other such noble cause, but that's politics. Politics becomes a game of changing forms in the hands of those politicians. As for the challenge, to exaggerate, people aren't even sure if Saudi has really arranged an opponent for the Revenge Shadow Rider, and will the Revenge Shadow Rider actually come?

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