The erosion of volcanic ash fog, the attacks of demonized beasts, and the ambush of unidentified gunmen.
Fortunately, perseverance paid off, and despite the pressure from being ambushed by other human members, he finally found the source of the volcanic eruption.
A super magic crystal ore vein only recorded in ancient texts.
He firmly believed that with this achievement, he could advance in life, no, leap forward!
The Shadow Sanctuary was indeed a highly trusted subordinate of the Empress, but its future was locked, only used for special tasks, unable to gain prominence.
Strong individuals serving here all hoped to one day land onshore and become the Empress's true confidant.
The position he eyed was not the chief of the Shadow Sanctuary, but to enter the ranks of the Imperial General.
The Holy Hall may be honored, but it could not accommodate his desire for progress.
But the premise of all this was to send the news of the magic crystal ore vein back to the country, and not disgrace the Empire abroad.
His current state was extremely poor, not even a tenth of his peak condition.
Earlier, walking down the long street was just a means to avoid others seeing his weakness.
The weaker you are, the more you must maintain a strong exterior, or else enemies won't be polite with you.
Watching Roland pressing closer and closer, he regretted, if only he hadn't adopted the mindset of intimidating other forces earlier.
But now it's too late for regrets.
Roland wouldn't necessarily kill in the street, but he would certainly make him embarrassed.
This time he guessed right, Roland was indeed here to embarrass him.
Val City doesn't allow for someone this outstanding.
As he stood in indecision, Roland had already approached him, patting his shoulder as if they were good friends, and laughingly asked:
"Mr. Camille, I left early for some matters and missed this White Mountain exploration. I wonder if you discovered anything?"
"Even if I have discoveries, I will only report to Her Majesty the Empress, and I ask Mr. Roland to respect himself. If Mr. Roland had special discoveries, would you tell others?"
He raised his hand to push Roland's hand away, hoping to break free from the entanglement.
His retort was very reasonable; if Roland discovered a magic crystal ore vein, would he tell others?
However, Roland's hand gripped his shoulder like a vice, with no intention of letting go.
"Mr. Camille, that's being too distant. Why wouldn't I tell others if I had a discovery?"
Camille couldn't push away Roland's hand; retaliating directly and humiliating himself, he could only follow Roland's words with a sarcastic retort.
"Is that so? I'm curious, what earth-shattering discovery does Mr. Roland, who descended early from the mountain, have to share with us who fought hard at White Mountain for three days?"
His attitude was very confrontational.
It's not that he likes to brag and pretend to be generous, but what did you discover, you say it.
The crowd on the street watching the scene grew larger.
Everyone could see, today's conflict wasn't physical, it was verbal.
Seeing a person of high status having a public confrontation was a rare experience indeed.
Roland snickered and patted Camille's shoulder again, his hearty laughter echoing down the long street, lingering for a long time.
"Everyone listen up, I discovered a super magic crystal ore vein at White Mountain!"
Camille: "..."
Vladimir and the masters: "...."
Bystanders A, B, C, D, etc.: "..."
Silence swept the whole street, there was not a sound, only Roland's purposely loud proclamation was echoing.
"Magic crystal... magic crystal... magic crystal ore vein!"
The echoes reverberated, like heavy blows, pounding on Camille's heart.
The cold wind blew, and he finally woke up from the shock, yelling in anger:
"You, what the hell are you talking about?! Do you even know what a magic crystal ore vein is?"
Camille's eyes were engulfed by confusion.
He couldn't understand Roland.
Based on Roland's past behavior, he should be a smart person.
Why would a smart person reveal their biggest card in public?
He couldn't comprehend why Roland could find the trace of the magic crystal ore vein he nearly risked his life for on the first day.
Even if Roland had some special abilities that led him to it, why would he announce it?
At least using it as a bargaining chip for a private deal would fit Roland's character.
Yet he announced it in public.
When a person sees a gold coin by the roadside, they can quietly pick it up and take it.
When two people see the gold coin, they can share it equally by the side.
But when everyone sees it, there's no way to share it.
Roland was like a barbarian with armor and a hammer charging into a banquet hall, flipping tables wherever he went.
If you want to have it all to yourself, then none shall have it!
Camille couldn't fathom Roland's folly, but he knew his chance to earn merit was gone.
In a fit of rage, he could no longer hold it in, spitting a mouthful of old blood, splattering all over Roland.
Roland didn't dodge, he even leaned in, wanting more blood to splash.
It wouldn't be long, by tomorrow at the latest, or tonight at the earliest, the entire Val City would be buzzing with rumors of him and Camille meeting on the long street, and Camille being beaten until he vomited blood.
Even the amount of blood splattered on him and how Camille was nearly beaten to death would be vividly narrated.
Rumors don't have legs but they can fly.
Camille couldn't even explain.
He couldn't possibly grab every bystander's collar and shout something stupid like "I wasn't beaten by Roland, but struck by a giant bear on White Mountain."
Camille's face turned as pale as paper, devoid of any blood.
He instinctively reached for the Blade of Frost at his waist.
It was his signature weapon, chilling to the bone, sealing the throat with blood. Even Roland would have to lay low for a while if struck.
Since Roland harbored no good intentions, he didn't need to hold back either.
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