In the Name of Empress-Chapter 643 - 368: Read Ten Thousand Books, Travel Ten Thousand Miles
Transmigrators are often reluctant to accept a cheap pair of parents, but if it’s a beautiful and captivating sister without blood ties, they are more likely to agree.
Roland was no exception.
He didn’t notify Lisa but suddenly arrived in Milan City.
This is an important city in the north of Talia Kingdom, famous for producing Milan Champagne.
Although Milan Champagne in this world is a good omen and not synonymous with bad luck, Roland still couldn’t accept opening champagne before major events.
Finding Lisa’s residence wasn’t hard.
After all, her current status is special, and you could just ask someone on the street.
A passerby kindly reminded him that Miss Lisa usually keeps to herself and rarely sees visitors. But she sometimes goes out shopping around sunset.
There was a bigger chance of meeting her by waiting near the local farmers’ market.
Roland smiled and thanked the person for the reminder, but he didn’t plan to follow the advice.
Even if Lisa didn’t see any external visitors, she certainly wouldn’t refuse him.
After all, he wasn’t a guest but family.
Roland didn’t even go through the front door because he suddenly wanted to see Lisa sooner and didn’t want to wait for an announcement.
With his strength as a top-tier five Transcendent, he could accelerate just a little, and even if he walked in through the front door, the guards wouldn’t see him pass by, only feeling like they had a hallucination.
Walking into the courtyard, seeing the guards unable to detect him yet looking dazed as if sensing something dirty, he gradually understood Sofia’s mentality.
Milan City currently has about seven thousand soldiers, along with numerous police officers and sheriffs.
Yet, even if all these around ten thousand armed forces were combined, they wouldn’t be able to harm him.
If he wanted, he might not be able to completely destroy the city, but he could easily tear it apart.
Is he still human? Or is he human in the traditional sense?
This question didn’t have an answer for Roland for now, and he wanted to consider it after his global journey of preaching was over.
Read ten thousand books, travel ten thousand miles.
The contents of encyclopedias could already fill a small library, yet his footsteps still roamed in the core area of the Rodinia Continent, and mainly in a few major cities.
He really needed to go out and see the world.
Before leaving Val City, he planned to say goodbye to Sif through the Endless Letter, but Sif told him first that she was going to rebuild the dreamlike flowers and would be busy for a while.
The dreamlike flowers reminded Roland of another Sif.
Elf Sylph.
Once a Grand General of the Elf Empire, later experiencing triple deaths and eventually falling completely.
Later, Roland learned that Elf Sylph became the last part of Sif’s immaculate body and disappeared entirely.
But he vaguely felt that things weren’t so simple.
The Elf Sylph only returned her body; her soul fragment was deep in the Sea of Annihilation.
As long as the soul fragment is found, there’s a chance of reviving her.
But these were concerns for the future; for now, he just wanted to meet Lisa.
However, his urgent desire was in vain.
Lisa was not at home.
Or rather, she had coincidentally gone out to buy groceries.
Despite her high status and power, having many servants, she insisted on personally handling small tasks like grocery shopping, and no one could change her mind.
If he couldn’t see her, he would wait.
Roland walked into the backyard and felt a slight tremor in his heart upon seeing its layout.
The layout of this backyard wasn’t identical to that of the Belphar Street standalone house but was remarkably similar.
Sister Lisa still couldn’t let go of that little building.
After all, it was her little nest painstakingly built, where she probably wanted to enjoy a happy life with him, but they grew too fast and went too far, spending very little time there.
He climbed the stairs to the second floor, gently running his fingers over the wooden banister, almost identical, feeling a peculiar ache in his heart.
Sister Lisa had never changed.
Despite having a prowess and status now surpassing most human emperors, she remained the bright and charming girl-next-door sister.
Outdoors, she was cheerful and dazzling, the focus of everyone’s attention; yet, at home, she’d immediately put on an apron to cook for her brother with average living skills.
Even with Roland not around, some habits never changed.
He entered the dining room and, as expected, saw two sets of tableware.
If someone else was doing this, Roland might wonder if they had found someone special, but this was his Sister Lisa.
Seeing the tableware meant for him, he understood everything.
As per his and Lisa’s agreement, he should strive to pursue Sif wholeheartedly, winning over the proud Elf Empress before bringing her home.
Yet, Alina unexpectedly interrupted this plan.
Despite this, Lisa wasn’t upset and placed Roland as her top priority.
The arrangement of the tableware revealed so much information.
Roland sat in his seat and murmured, "Sister, I want to have beef tonight."
Beef, back then, was a super luxury only enjoyed occasionally, but now it’s just a common dish.
If Roland wished, he could have the best beef in the world, even the cows from the Balat Imperial Family used for sacrifices would have to be washed and sent to him first.
But right now, he just wanted a steak with the taste of home.
As Roland’s thoughts wandered, footsteps echoed from the hallway.
Steady and even, it was clearly an expert.
The click of heels was distinct and beautiful.
Lisa’s voice came from outside the dining room, "Roland, what do you want to eat? I bought beef today."
She was now a Tier Five Strong herself and also the first mage of the young generation from the Magic Association. Not noticing someone extra at home would mean she didn’t deserve her position.
"I just like beef, thank you, Sister." Roland said with some excitement, his tone full of anticipation from the past.
But Lisa knew well that they could never return to the past.
Sif and Alina were there, silently sharing her Roland.
Fortunately, tonight, he belonged completely to her and this home.
Lisa quickly began cooking, skillfully controlling the flame, grilling the steak to perfection.
In terms of controlling the heat, even the world’s best Chef couldn’t compare to her.
Soon, the meticulously prepared steak was in front of Roland.
Lisa rested her chin in her hands watching Roland eat, her eyes showing less of the clarity she once had and more complexity.
"If only you could come home for meals often. It’s a pity you have to serve Sofia for five years. I’m afraid even after those five years, she won’t let you go."
Lisa’s sigh blended into the air and gradually disappeared.
Roland put down his knife and fork, speaking earnestly, "At least for now, I’m in Talia."
"For now? Then Sofia, she..." Lisa was initially surprised, then worried about the cost behind this.
"She supports my decision. I’m still the Cardinal Minister, but above all, I am me."
Roland spoke lightly, causing Lisa to almost jump with excitement.
"Great, Talia people excel in literature and art, your preaching might go on for a while. Will you stay at home during this time?"
"Of course, unless you insist on kicking me out."
Lisa didn’t reply with words, only using her wide eyes to express her protest.
Roland didn’t hesitate to raise both hands in a gesture of respect.
Having finished the steak, which tasted entirely like home, unfortunately, Lisa originally planned to grill for herself, so there weren’t enough ingredients purchased, leaving his stomach somewhat empty.
"I’m not really hungry tonight; you can have mine. I only took one bite, and I can even cut it off for you."
"No need, wasting food is bad."
Roland decisively refused, taking the plate Lisa handed over, and started digging in with the knife and fork.
Seeing Roland eat the steak she had taken a bite of, Lisa’s cheeks flushed from pink to crimson.
In this way, wasn’t she indirectly kissing Roland?
Watching Roland devour the steak, Lisa’s palms began to sweat.
She didn’t want to miss this opportunity.
Just when she was feeling a mix of joy and anxiety, Roland put down his knife and fork, signaling agreement with her, then suddenly took out an exquisite box from his pocket.
He took out a ruby ring that seemed to be still burning and softly said:
"Lisa, I would like to invite you to be a part of my family as a partner. Would you..."
"I would." Lisa’s voice trembled, her eyes already so blurred that she couldn’t see.
