Manta Rays were not a rare species. They were sold in many port towns.
However, as aquatic fish, they had always lived in the deep sea.
Blackwater Territory consisted of nothing but jungles and mountains. There was simply no body of water suitable for them to survive in.
"The nearest port to Blackwater Territory should be east of Dawn Territory."
Roland rubbed his smooth chin as his brows gradually furrowed.
"If I make a trip there, I'm afraid the round trip will take quite some time."
"If all else fails, after successfully taking up the Warrior profession, I'll ask Master Hawk for another leave of absence. It's not like this is the first time."
After making up his mind, Roland plunged back into practicing potion refinement.
The next morning, Roland prepared as usual to head to the Blacksmith shop and begin his day's work.
When he passed the main road leading from the manor to the outside world, he noticed dozens of manor guards assembled in formation.
The person leading them on horseback was none other than Baron Foslin himself.
"What happened?"
While Roland watched from afar in confusion, he happened to see John standing to one side, so he went over to ask.
"Captain John, what is this about?"
Seeing that it was Roland, John first gave a few quiet instructions to the guard beside him. Only after everything had been arranged did he turn and answer.
"His Majesty Mengen is inspecting the area near Blackwater Territory. Baron Foslin is going to pay his respects."
"Inspecting the area?"
After asking in detail, Roland finally understood what had happened.
However, this matter had nothing to do with him, so he turned around and continued toward the Blacksmith shop.
The next few days were no different from usual. The only difference