In Xinweila World, at the Royal Magic Academy.
"Lord Roland, farewell!"
"Have a safe journey."
The mages gathered to see him off, making for an even grander occasion than his arrival.
Roland waved, then stepped into the teleportation array.
Some members of the original diplomatic delegation accompanied him.
The others had been assigned to remain in Sinvira on official business, maintaining the exchange and trade projects agreed upon earlier, as well as their cooperative ties.
Yet the number leaving with him had not decreased. It had actually grown.
Roland had brought along the sixteen elite students studying abroad, and even allowed each of them to bring servants and guards to help with everyday needs and security.
"Nothing I could do. Their fathers offered far too much. These are all little nuggets of gold..."
Then his gaze fell on Farn beside him, and he felt even more gratified.
Beyond the agreements reached during this visit, he had gained something particularly valuable.
My disciple Farn...
Has the potential to become legendary!
The teleportation array flashed, and moments later, they arrived in Atrelin from Sinvira.
"Make arrangements for them..."
Sky City, Nevis.
Roland gave someone a few instructions, left the others behind for the time being, and returned home.
It was already early June, only a few days before his daughter Luo Guang's first birthday.
He had deliberately hurried back for it.
"Why did you bring so many gifts? Are these all specialties from Sinvira?"
Holding their child, Atali stood on the steps and watched the servants and maids carry bundles and packages inside. She could not help asking.
"That's right," Roland said. "I picked them all out carefully myself."
He had brought back quite a lot.
Some were diplomatic gifts, while others had been entrusted to him for delivery to other