After dealing with matters on his end, Roland immediately reported what had happened, explaining the entire sequence of events.
Upon hearing him, Antonia replied, "Understood."
Nothing more followed.
But Roland knew that once Atrelin learned of this, it certainly would not stand idly by.
An empire that vast would always look for opportunities to profit from the affair.
His disciple Farn could ride that broader tide.
Their differing positions naturally meant there would also be points of conflict.
When the time came, they could seek common ground while setting aside their differences and pursue their own plans.
In the mysterious manor, Augut XXXVI sat before a courtyard filled with flowers, his eyes narrowed and his expression grave.
Not far away, the phantom of a devil shaped like a goat skull appeared, engulfed in scarlet flames that brought searing heat.
This was Bloodthirsty Tyrant Shank, who had just been defeated by Roland.
As a greater devil of Hell, his true body could hardly be killed by what Roland had done. Even so, Roland had destroyed an important foothold of his in the Material World, rendering everything he had invested in Gosanin a total loss.
To draw a comparison with Blue Star in Roland's previous life, it was like a player losing an account they had painstakingly built up.
A loss like that was more than enough to send even a coolheaded devil into a thunderous rage.
"That damned Roland ruined my plan!
I want him dead!
He must die!"
Bloodthirsty Tyrant Shank roared wildly, venting his fury.
Augut XXXVI frowned in thought, worrying instead about his own plan. "My lord, now that this has been exposed, they certainly won't let the matter rest.
Roland and Farn will follow the clues back here and find me.
It seems we can only