Chapter 7

Leaving the study, Roko didn't stay too long and went straight back to the courtyard where he lived.

The courtyard was still quiet, the light of the magic lamps soft.

He pushed open the door of the room where Fula was settled.

Inside the room, the firelight in the fireplace jumped, reflecting that tiny figure on the bed.

Fula had already woken up.

She was wearing a maid dress that had been washed clean and tidy; although the style was simple, it was clean clothing she had never possessed before.

At this moment, she was sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling uneasy, her tiny body curled up slightly, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her skirt.

She lowered her head, her silver-gray cat ears drooping powerlessly, and her long tail also swept lightly on the carpet with some unease.

Her expression was full of undisguised inferiority and panic.

Seemingly hearing the sound of the door opening, Fula's body trembled imperceptibly, and she buried her head even lower.

Roko walked over slowly and stopped in front of her.

His shadow shrouded her tiny body.

Fula seemed to sense something, and her body tensed even more.

Roko didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and gently supported her petite chin, letting her lift her head.

Fula's body stiffened violently, seemingly wanting to struggle, but ultimately complied.

She was forced to lift her face.

On that small face that looked exceptionally delicate after being washed clean, a pair of heterochromatic eyes were exposed to the air.

Deep blue.

Crushed gold.

Like two gemstones of different materials, embedded in that slightly pale face.

Her gaze dodged in a panic, not daring to look at Roko at all, her long eyelashes trembling like frightened butterfly wings.

"Mas, Master..."

Fula's voice was as thin as a mosquito, and there was undisguised fear.

"My, my eyes, they represent bad luck..."

"Will, will bring misfortune to Master..."

She gathered all her courage and said intermittently, her eye sockets turning red instantly, tears swirling inside.

She was afraid.

Afraid that this only person who gave her warmth and redemption would abandon her because of these unlucky eyes and push her into the abyss again.

Roko looked at her eyes that were as special as stars, his gaze calm and unruffled.

"Who told you it was bad luck?"

His voice was very light, unable to hear joy or anger.

Fula was stunned for a moment and subconsciously answered.

"Everyone says so..."

Roko's fingertips gently rubbed her smooth jaw.

"I don't believe it."

His tone carried an unquestionable certainty.

"I think they are very beautiful."

Fula lifted her head violently, those heterochromatic eyes filled with unbelievable shock.

Beau, beautiful?

No one had ever said her eyes were beautiful.

Everyone who saw them only showed looks of disgust, fear, or pity.

How could they be beautiful?

"Remember, Fula."

Roko looked at her eyes that were slightly widened due to shock, his tone becoming a bit more serious.

"From now on, you are my person."

"The eyes of others have nothing to do with you, and nothing to do with me."

"You only need to care about my opinion, understand?"

Fula looked at Roko blankly, looking at his clear and serious eyes.

There was not a trace of disgust or hypocrisy in those eyes.

Did he really think her eyes were beautiful?

And, he said Fula was his person.

An indescribable warm current instantly surged through Fula's cold limbs and bones.

The tears in her eye sockets could no longer be suppressed, rolling down like broken pearls.

But this time, it was not because of fear and despair.

But because of an unprecedented peace of mind and being moved.

She nodded vigorously, a choked sob coming from her throat, but she couldn't say a single word.

【Favorability: 95】

【Loyalty: 95】

Roko withdrew his hand and stood up straight.

"Clean up, and come with me."

Fula hurriedly wiped away her tears, scrambled off the bed in a flurry, and followed Roko step by step.

One person and one Maonv left this slightly remote courtyard, passed through the castle corridor, and finally arrived in front of the magnificent castle gate.

Sunlight poured down, illuminating the wide square in front of the gate.

On the square, a knight team had already been waiting quietly.

They were about twenty people, all wearing excellent standard-issue armor, holding long spears or sharp swords, and riding spirited warhorses.

The team was arranged neatly, with strict discipline, radiating an aura of killing.

Leading them was a tall, middle-aged knight with a firm face.

His armor style was more exquisite than the others, his aura steady as a mountain, his eyes sharp.

Roko's gaze swept over.

【Name: Hate Gelin】

【Level: Peak Great Knight】

【Talent: B+】

【Status: Healthy】

【Favorability: 60】

【Loyalty: 60】

Peak Great Knight, just one step away from crossing into the ranks of Bronze Knights.

As a guard captain, his strength was quite good.

Talent B+, also considered okay.

Seeing Roko walk out with Fula, Hate immediately flipped off his horse, knelt on one knee, placed his right hand on his chest, and performed a standard knight salute.

The knights behind him also dismounted in unison, their movements neat and uniform, kneeling on one knee.

"Greetings, Young Master Roko!"

A loud and respectful voice sounded on the square.

Roko nodded slightly.

"Get up."

"Thank you, Young Master!"

Hate and the others stood up, their movements crisp and decisive.

Hate's gaze lingered on Fula behind Roko for a moment, especially when he saw the small Flame Griffin mark on her forehead, his eyes moved slightly.

But soon, he returned to calm and didn't ask more.

Roko didn't care about these details; he first picked up Fula and placed her on a black spirited horse.

Afterward, he flipped onto the horse himself.

The little Maonv seemed a bit nervous, but still obediently curled up in Roko's arms, not daring to move around.

"Let's go."

Roko said flatly, his legs gently clamping the horse's belly.

The spirited horse neighed, stepped out with its four hooves, and headed toward the city gate.

Hate led the knight guard team and immediately followed, protecting Roko and Fula in the middle.

The group passed through the prosperous streets of Mu Guang City and headed toward the Teleportation Hall located in the city center area.

Mu Guang City, as the ruling core of the Raymond Family, one of the most important cities in the Black Kingdom, its strategic status was self-evident.

Possessing a cross-regional teleportation array was a symbol of its strength.

Although the Raymond Family was only a Marquis, relying on the glorious military achievements made by ancestors in pioneering the border, and their huge contribution to the kingdom, they were specially permitted to build a teleportation array here.

However, the cost of activating such a large teleportation array was extremely high; every teleportation required consuming a large amount of magic crystal stones, a fee sufficient to bankrupt ordinary nobles.

This was also the reason why Roko only brought this core guard squad provided by the family, and Fula.

As for more servants, laborers, and even low-level soldiers, they could be recruited in the local slave market or from refugees after arriving in New Wind Province.

Problems that could be solved with gold coins didn't need to waste precious teleportation quotas and high fees.