Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 1052 - 753: Can you stop overacting?
Chapter 1052: Chapter 753: Can you stop overacting?
The Gold Coin flipped, and in the depths of his consciousness, Roger felt his awareness being peeled away. He sensed the ethereal presence of fate from an overhead perspective.
It was filled with countless pieces of information surrounding him, closely intertwined with his existence.
And at this moment, even with the Fate Coin as a means of resistance, an unknown powerful force seemed to want to break through this barrier, seeking everything related to Roger’s fate.
This force grew increasingly stronger, and the defenses proactively set by the Fate Coin were somewhat precarious. Roger did not expect the second attack to come so swiftly, and his control over the coin still lingered on the surface.
Amidst the deadlock, he seemingly heard a voice filled with hateful oath, "Swear upon the soul, bind our fates together!"
If it were an ordinary inquiry, the capabilities of the Fate Coin should have been enough to repel such an intrusion. But Tristramy sacrificed a part of her soul’s characteristics, forcibly linking her fate with Roger’s.
This indirectly made it easier for her to probe the trajectory of fate.
Conversely, if Roger suffered calamities of fate, she would be more or less affected, even to the point where Roger might lose his life.
And Tristramy, even if she did not die, would certainly suffer significant losses due to the backlash of fate’s power, subsequently enduring misfortune for a long time.
A self-assured Controller, due to a momentary lapse, led to an unprecedented enormous loss.
This was something Tristramy could not accept under any circumstances, which is why her retaliation came so fierce and unscrupulous.
"I think you know too, becoming my follower is an immensely honorable thing, after all, each noble Silver Dragon aristocrat has a limited number of followers by their side."
"In our land, this is considered great honor, and there would even be a special ceremony to welcome you as one of my followers."
"Hmm... But here, upon becoming my follower, I will agree to a small condition as a bit of compensation for you."
Kenneth posed with a grand manner, appearing quite dignified.
Previously, the two of them spoke in very low voices, and under Kenneth’s deliberate concealing, it was not known to outsiders. But then these few sentences he naturally raised his volume.
So when everyone heard that Roger was fortunate enough to become his follower, they cast envious glances.
Some of the young faces seemed eager, intending to step forward, but before they could act, they were pulled back by their companions.
"What do you want to do?"
"Others have tried similar thoughts, but without exception, all have failed."
"The Silver Dragons are a powerful and proud race."
An old man dressed in a purple robe sighed, "In fact, within the radiated area of the Supreme Dragon Court’s power, the Silver Dragon Clan is also quite prestigious."
"They adhere to tradition, and many believe that the so-called noble traditions are simply derived from the ancient rites of the Silver Dragon Clan."
"Do you think such proud creatures can be moved just by stepping forward on your own?"
"At least my strength is much greater than that guy who cut himself open, truth be told, he’s just a guy who plays with his body all day."
"This doesn’t seem much different from some Corpse Refiners I know."
A young man with a long face said defiantly.
"Strength is only one aspect, to become a follower of a Silver Dragon requires having some special conditions, but of course, most importantly, recognition."
"With the bloodline strength of the Silver Dragon Clan, if they so desire, there are countless ways to evolve their followers into Dragonborn, so unless you possess an extremely special bloodline, strength bears no difference in their eyes."
"Do you really think your talents can compare to a Silver Dragon?"
"I have never heard of Lord Kenneth recruiting a follower, this guy is simply enviably lucky."
Everyone was abuzz with discussion.
Meanwhile, in Kenneth’s eyes, Roger was in a dazed state, hmm... he must have been too excited.
As for what Roger had just said, Kenneth had already imagined it as the pride and unwillingness to admit defeat of a young man.
"Although he has good qualities, his character is somewhat restless..."
But what came next left no room for imagined excitement or an unprovoked kneeling pledge of loyalty; he saw the young man before him change expression, then silently turned around...
And left.
Left?!
At first, a look of bewilderment flashed across his face, and then anger surged up, Kenneth almost lost control of his emotions at that moment.
He was a proud member of the Silver Dragon Clan, unprecedently lowering his stature and reaching out an olive branch to an outsider.
Yet the response was rejection!
In fact, Roger at this time had no mind to respond to Kenneth’s words; all of his attention was focused on controlling the Fate Coin.
Under the immense external pressure, even though Roger could not comprehend the Fate Coin’s rules of operation, he still forced himself to mobilize the strength within the coin.
Gradually, in the tug-of-war that followed, the opposing force’s offensive weakened. Although a few times came close to breaking through the defenses, each time Roger’s efforts held them off.
In this diminishing and growing situation, Roger’s control power improved, making it increasingly difficult for Tristramy to break through.
But just when Roger thought the opponent was about to retreat in defeat, he sensed Tristramy’s power bypass the outer defenses, abandoning the part of fate that belonged to Roger, probing into the surrounding minor details.
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