Unrest at Gundabad

"Went to Gundabad?" Roland cried out.

"When did that happen?" Unlike Roland, who was focused on Darian going to Fortress of Gundabad, Yun Feng and Adolf Heinrich keenly picked up on the timing.

"Uh, about two days ago, I think!" Darian Nightblade scratched his head and thought for a moment.

"You were at Gundabad two days ago? How did you get here? Can Creed Assassins fly long distances?" Roland stared in disbelief. It was true that sixth-tier beings could fly, but how long they could stay airborne was another matter. A Sage could fly for an entire day, while those iron cans would probably drain their Battle Qi in half an hour.

"Uh, Your Highness, there's this magical item called a teleportation scroll!" Darian Nightblade said awkwardly. Naturally, he could not have run all the way here, much less flown. After escaping danger, he had taken out a magical teleportation scroll, set a spatial anchor, and teleported to the eastern side of Mirkwood. He had happened to land within Aquavia Kingdom's sphere of influence. The White Wing King of Luoshengnier City received him and pointed him in the right direction, and that was how he figured out the route back to the kingdom.

"What were you doing before this?" Roland asked curiously. He really wanted to know what sort of backstory the system had given such an unrestrained person...

"Before? Hunting Wasteland Orcs in the far north!" Darian Nightblade replied as though it were only natural.

"If I hadn't learned that the kingdom had been rebuilt, I wouldn't have headed south. But I got lost all along the way. I was supposed to cross the Grey Mountains, but I accidentally crossed into Gundabad Mountain..." Darian Nightblade lowered his head awkwardly.

"And then..." Yun Feng and Adolf Heinrich pressed on. Though