The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 124 - 91 Special Treatment_2

Chapter 124: Chapter 91 Special Treatment_2

This was clearly due to the overuse of Spiritual Energy yesterday, as well as the aftereffects of using the "Awakening."

Power always comes with a price, doesn’t it?

Has everything bestowed by fate already been secretly marked with a price?

Rod laughed and shook his head, dispelling the whimsical thoughts. He opened the door and walked downstairs with ease.

The tavern was dead silent, not a soul in sight. Morning was the calmest time there, as all the residents had gone to work in the factories, and nobody would come to a tavern.

The landlady Shasha was brewing Mushroom Wine by herself.

The various mushrooms produced by Mushroom City were one of the main foods in the Royal City, and the wine made from mushrooms had thus become their most commonly consumed beverage.

She stuffed the cleaned green mushrooms into the barrels, sprinkled on spices, sugar, honey, poured the base wine into the barrels, covered them with lids, sealed them with tree resin, and then placed them on the wine rack.

In about thirty days, they could enjoy rich and delicious Mushroom Wine.

Shasha struggled to lift a wine barrel, which was a bit difficult for her, but a pair of strong arms reached from behind and effortlessly helped her place the barrel on the top shelf of the wine rack.

She turned her head, and it was him, as expected.

Although he appeared quite youthful, he had unexpectedly mature manners.

She smiled sweetly and said softly, "Thank you, Rod."

Rod replied with a smile, "Miss Shasha, you seem even younger and more beautiful today than yesterday. Does time run backwards for you? Have you ever heard of the term ’a feast for the eyes’? I’m really famished; please whip up some mushroom and clam stew for me, I adore your cooking. Those lovely hands of yours shouldn’t be doing such heavy work; if they ever get damaged, I’d regret it for the rest of my life."

He gently kissed the back of the landlady’s tender hand and turned to sit at the front dining area.

Although she knew his compliments were just out of politeness, Shasha’s heart still felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

Such a young, elegant, powerful, and romantically inclined Fire Holder, was straight out of a fairy tale prince story from the Great Book Library.

Unfortunately, he would never belong to her in the end.

A man as outstanding as him would surely marry a beautiful female Fire Holder, most likely his childhood friend and classmate. They’d share common beauty, excellence, and mission – the true blessed couple favored by the Holy Fire.

However.

Shasha was not jealous, for she had a perfect plan of her own.

Such an outstanding student would certainly become a mainstay of protection for the Royal City, fighting for the Holy Fire and all the people of the Trolian Kingdom.

The King has always been lenient towards such individuals.

Without a doubt, he would buy a big house in the Upper City, light the Big Spirit Lamp, and have his own servants and maids.

When the time came, she could use her favorite culinary skills to become his cook and move into the Upper City, which, they say, was like it was always Fire Day.

And when the lady of the house was not around, she could very well comfort this hero who fought for Humanity, soothe his fatigue, calm his spirit, and reward his body.

She quietly pushed up her ample bosom.

Well, although I’m not as outstanding as the lady of the house, I am not so bad myself.

Shasha almost laughed out loud; she suddenly brimmed with confidence in the future.

The children she would bear with such an outstanding man were sure to become Fire Holders.

Yes, go for it, Shasha! You can do it!

——

For some reason, just sitting here, Rod felt continuous wafts of humanity.

While he ate, the landlady kept gazing at him and giggling foolishly.

Rod did not give it much thought; all he had left to settle now was to rush to Aunt Youse’s Church Medical Facility, then declare that his memory had returned, provide all the intelligence to Lauren and the others, and solve the Redstone Village migration case as soon as possible, catching the culprit.

Everything else could be done gradually.

So, after breakfast, Rod checked out of his room and bid farewells to the landlady.

Shasha was slightly sad but not too heartbroken; she knew that her future man was off to develop.

"Grow up quickly, my little hero," she said to herself, waving at Rod.

Even though his figure was already far away.

The tavern was quiet again, leaving only her behind.

——

Rod visited the Defense Department in the Iron Cross district to say farewell to Big Scarface.

When Big Scarface heard he was leaving, his face turned dark, and the large scar on his face nearly fell off.

He kept saying that there were still many monsters in his sewers, many high-threat level missions, and he would definitely find them, or if not, make up a new one.

The two clerks from the sewage cleaning office even grabbed his hand and wept bitterly, refusing to let him leave.

Rod really had no choice, the excuse that a special student was about to undergo special training did not work, so he promised to come back and visit when he had the chance.

Big Scarface immediately stuffed a Communication Crystal into Rod’s chest.

This Crystal could be used to connect directly with the Defense Department in the Iron Cross district.

He also announced that Rod’s name was already listed with the Defenders of the department, telling him to hurry back after completing his studies.

Finally, as he was leaving, he threw in one last comment:

"The sewers of the Iron Cross district will always be open for you."

This left Rod with mixed feelings of laughter and tears.

After leaving the Defense Department, Rod boarded a carriage without horses.

The wealthy Rod tossed in twenty silver coins at once, prompting the traffic controller of the carriage, who had been remotely monitoring through Spiritual Energy, to send a message over: