The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 492 - 315 King

Chapter 492: Chapter 315 King

Rod was very unhappy, feeling that this group of people underestimated him too much.

"How do you know we can’t solve it?"

Soron shook his head lightly.

"Young Rod, I know that the victories along the way have given you a lot of confidence, but the Fire Hall is different."

"We deal with the most dangerous crises and face the most powerful monsters. We are the last patch in the Trolian defense system, the last hope when conventional combat power is insufficient."

"We must be not only strong but also stable. Any failure is unacceptable because it means that our defense system has been breached."

Soron looked at him, his expression serious.

"Any breach in the defense system means disaster, it means that thousands of our kin will die, our fathers, sons, brothers, spouses, sisters, and friends. This is not a joke, not a trivial matter. Our rules are built on the bloodshed and won’t change for one or two special individuals."

A chill ran through Rod’s heart, and suddenly, he understood the duty of the Fire Hall and the difficulties faced by those above the Hall.

No one knew he possessed the Dream Realm, with its various miraculous Dream Creations and incomprehensible powers; he also couldn’t reveal them due to the rules of the Dream Realm.

In the eyes of those above the Hall, he was a prodigy with latent potential, a little fellow who had brought them many surprises, a young hero who had saved many lives, a promising new star.

But not a reliable High Rank Combatant.

His time was still short, his Spiritual Energy limited. Although he had many strange methods, they didn’t seem to be reliably effective powers, making it impossible to judge his actual combat strength.

Therefore, such a dangerous mission couldn’t be entrusted to him; it had to be given to someone mature, stable, strong, and utterly foolproof.

Rod suddenly understood their thoughts and concerns.

But understanding aside, he still felt some regret in his heart.

The King who trusted him the most was not in the Fire Hall, or it wouldn’t be the situation. Dalin also trusted him, but not to the extent of the King, and the other speakers were strangers to him.

Maybe I should be more patient.

Rod thought to himself.

The aftereffects of the "Awakening" hadn’t passed yet, and his understanding of the Hall was still not deep enough. What if he really failed? I can resurrect, but others can’t.

With that thought, the slight dissatisfaction that had originally lingered at the bottom of his heart vanished like smoke in thin air.

Soron had been watching Rod’s expressions all along and, seeing his brows relax and his demeanor open, knew he had come to understand the crux of the matter, praising him, "Not bad, young Rod, your talent is great, but stronger still is your heart and will."

"Honestly, you always make me feel you’re not like a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old young man, but more like a mature, resolute adult."

Rod smiled. Of course, he couldn’t explain that he was indeed an adult to begin with.

Suddenly, Rasso clapped his hands with a look of sudden realization on his face.

"No wonder you know how to use your abilities to peek at girls bathing. A typical innocent young man really wouldn’t think of that."

The atmosphere that had been built up vanished instantly.

Rod angrily said, "Where did you hear such rumors? Can’t you refrain from slandering my noble character?"

Rasso lifted his thick eyebrows.

"Oh? Haven’t you watched a woman bathe before?"

Rod was about to deny it when he suddenly remembered that he had indeed watched it. He still had the adult film of one of the four Knight Captains, Olivia, with him.

And this adult film was a gift from Soron, who was trying to suppress his laughter beside him.

"Teacher Soron..."

Rod frowned, asking hesitantly.

"Did you start that rumor?"

Soron immediately denied, "How could I? What good would such rumors do for me? You are my student, and your damaged reputation would affect me too."

Rod looked at him suspiciously, deciding not to delve into this matter for now, as exposing it would do no one any good.

Soron also knew it wasn’t appropriate to dwell on this matter because not only would his reputation be at risk, but Olivia’s cautiously warmed heart might turn cold again.

He coughed and said, "Let’s not stand around here like fools, let’s go to the Fireplace Area for a good rest. The fire there is very conducive to recovery, and there’s delicious Soul Soup. Believe me, you’ll love its flavor."

"Exactly, exactly."

Rasso spoke aloud.

"Soul Soup is the most delicious thing in this world. It can relax your spirit, has a very positive effect on your soul, and nourishes your Life Essence. The only pity is that you can’t drink too much of it."

He smacked his lips, looking utterly eager.

"That’s probably the most regrettable thing in this world," Soron said with a chuckle, "Look at you drooling. Let’s go."

He turned and walked towards the inner part of the Hall, with the two men following behind him.

"Young Rod."

Along the way, Soron spoke in a gentle tone.

"When you’re not fighting or training, spend more time in the Fireplace Area. Get to know the other High Rank Combatants, talk with them, understand the combat model of the Fire Hall, and learn from their experience. It will be beneficial for you."

Rasso patted Rod’s shoulder earnestly, "Younger apprentice brother, the teacher is right. Especially for someone who has risen quickly like you, lacking experience and a strong foundation, you might encounter problems when faced with rare situations. As you know, we absolutely cannot fail. Just imagine how desperate those warriors in distress would be to find their last resort powerless."

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