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Following the same method, Roya infused his magic power and easily broke through the Demon King's barrier before walking outside.
Roya looked up at the top of the Demon King's castle. The person who had been standing there had disappeared. Roya's eyes flickered. Now that he thought about it, the other party was probably planning to wait until he went deeper in before taking advantage of the situation once and for all.
Chapter 341 Return (The Jobless Reincarnation Scroll!)
The other party is really daring, but they probably didn't expect there to be such a bold person in the world who would dare to venture into the Demon King's castle alone.
The one who caused trouble in the Demon King's Castle last time was the shopkeeper who could never make any money. However, he also came here with a team and caused a ruckus.
Luo Ya sighed and said nothing more. He opened the system interface and began returning to the main world.
Let's end this adventure here. Let's go back and take care of some things in that world first.
Almost the instant Luo Ya tapped the system interface, a blue light enveloped him.
Luo Ya felt as if he had been struck hard on the back of the head by some blunt object.
Even with Roya's mental strength, he experienced a slight sense of disorientation. The next moment, a strong feeling of weightlessness enveloped Roya. When Roya regained his senses, he was already standing on a somewhat desolate piece of ground.
Roya was wearing a long-sleeved shirt because it was autumn in the real world, but here it was already snowing lightly.
Has it snowed?
Luo Ya reached out, and snowflakes fluttered down into his palm, quickly melting away in the warmth of his hand, turning into a cool sensation.
Roya glanced at the artifact at his waist; the fairy's pouch was still hanging there.
Roya took out the guard coat that symbolized the glory of the knight, put it on, looked around for a moment, and finally headed towards the town.
The snow has blanketed the entire world, turning everything into a vast expanse of white.
The exhaled mist rises into the air and quickly dissipates.
The biting wind howled, whipping against Roya's cheeks. Roya did not return to the territory of Fituia, nor did he go to see Paul and the others. Instead, he headed to the Holy Land of Swords.
He still has some things to take care of.
But before that, let's adjust the time flow.
After expending some time-space power and pondering for a moment, Luo Ya chose to adjust his perspective to 5:1.
In other words, he planned to spend five months staying in the jobless reincarnation world to deal with the troubles that followed.
After dealing with the trouble, I'll go back and take the artifact, finish the quest in that world, and also collect some quest points and time-space power.
Along the way, Luo Ya kept thinking, and before he knew it, the young man was standing at the entrance of the Holy Land of Swords.
A series of footprints were left on the snow.
The disciple standing at the door yawned, and when he saw someone approaching, he subconsciously frowned, preparing to reprimand them.
But when he saw Roya's appearance clearly, he was instantly startled and quickly bowed, saying, "Sword God."
Lord Sword God.
The other person's voice pulled Roya back to reality. Roya looked up at the boy standing at the door, nodded slightly, and then strode forward.
The heavy snow covered the outside world, including the Holy Land of Swords.
Roya didn't know how much time had passed, but it seemed that winter came particularly early to the Holy Land of Swords.
The old swordsman was unusually merciful for a moment, giving everyone more time to rest during the winter. However, training and exams still had to be conducted.
Snowflakes fell on Roya's hair. Roya could use magic to keep the tiny snowflakes from touching him, but he didn't.
It's been a while since I've seen snow like this, and I feel a bit nostalgic.
The sky was overcast, and I didn't know what time it was. It could be morning or afternoon; winter weather is always like this.
It definitely couldn't be at night.
At this moment, the students were scattered in twos and threes, quite lazy. Some were chatting, some were playing cards (the cards were invented by Ludius), and some simply started bragging about their deeds to the girls, hoping to gain their admiration.
Luo Ya walked through the gate and arrived at the courtyard of the dojo. Luo Ya looked up and glanced at the evergreen tree in the courtyard.
The once lush trees have now withered, leaving only bare branches.
Luo Ya didn't say anything. He just came over, took a look, stood there for a moment, and then prepared to leave.
However, someone spotted Roya and was the first to call out, "Sword God!"
The address of "Sword God" startled almost everyone, but the young man sitting there playing cards casually remarked, "Isn't the old Sword God sleeping in his room? Why would he come over at this hour?"
He thought it was a prank by his friend, so he ignored it and continued playing with his cards.
However, he soon realized that something was wrong.
The surroundings quickly quieted down, and the previous noise disappeared completely.
The boy playing cards swallowed hard, turned his head and glanced at the young man dressed in knight's attire in the center of the courtyard.
He swallowed hard and quickly bowed, saying, "Sword God."
The old sword god had a high reputation in the Sword Holy Land. Although he was defeated by Roya, the two had no grudges and got along very well. It was this harmony that made the Sword Holy Land quite peaceful and tranquil.
And everyone is willing to call Garr the Old Sword God.
Of course, Garr would usually scold them with a stern face when he heard them call him that.
But people couldn't help but secretly call out to him in private.
As time went on, Garr realized he couldn't control it anymore, so he turned a blind eye.
The disciples stopped what they were doing and bowed deeply, saying, "Sword God."
Luo Ya turned around and saw some young and some mature faces. These were the younger generation of the Sword Holy Land, the next generation.
The lineage of the Sword God School has always been passed down from generation to generation, and this group of students from the Holy Land of Swords is a valuable resource of connections.
Luo Ya's eyes flickered slightly, and he casually said, "You guys continue, don't worry about me."
Then they walked towards the small hut at the very back of the dojo.
That was Garr's house. The house itself wasn't anything special; if anything, it was much more spacious than the other small houses outside.
Luo Ya stood outside the door and knocked. Soon, a slightly aged but deep voice came from inside.
"Come in."
Roya pushed open the door and saw Gal sitting in a chair, staring blankly at the flames in the fireplace. He didn't seem surprised to see Roya and pointed to the chair next to him, saying, "Sit down."
Luo Ya nodded, strode forward, pushed back a chair and sat down, and the two faced each other.
Garr casually remarked, "You're much more polite than that Paul guy; at least you knock on the door."
The first thing they said upon meeting was that Paul was mentioned again.
It seems that Garr really has a lot to say about Paul.
Luo Ya was somewhat speechless and didn't continue the conversation.
Garr had only said it casually and didn't mean anything by it, then turned serious and asked, "Is there something you need?"
Chapter 342 Longsword and Throat Flute
Luo Ya thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just happened to be passing by and came to take a look."
Garr raised an eyebrow, saying meaningfully, "Looks like you've really gone somewhere far away?"
“Who says it isn’t?” Roya did not deny it.
"What's your plan next?" Gal's gaze was fixed on Roya, his hawk-like eyes still sharp, unchanged despite his defeat to Roya.
It seems that he has adjusted his mindset during his time away.
After a moment's thought, Roya said, "I plan to go to the Kingdom of Asura."
"Go find that little girl?"
"Partly, but mainly, I want to challenge the water god."
Garr frowned again, but this time he didn't say much. Instead, he slowly nodded and said, "Okay, that old guy is no match for you, but he is at least a water god. Fighting him should help you become more familiar with the Water God style, which will also make it easier to deal with the Dragon God in the future."
At this point, Gar couldn't help but sigh, "I had originally planned to invite the water goddess over, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to challenge her."
Luo Ya was silent for a moment, then continued, "This time, going there is not just about challenging the Water God."
"What else is there? Finish what you're saying, stop dawdling," Garr couldn't help but tease with a laugh.
Roya shrugged and said, "I don't think this generation of kings is particularly outstanding."
This time, Garr didn't sit down. He stood up and stared intently at Roya, his muscular physique impossible to conceal even by his thick clothes.
Gar carefully examined Roya. The young man was still handsome, sitting there with his back straight. Considering the time he had spent traveling through various worlds, Roya's physical age had reached sixteen or seventeen.
Even by human standards, this age is just that of a teenager; in ancient China, it was called the age of "weak crown" (a Chinese idiom for adulthood).
Moreover, Roya's essence has changed, and he can no longer be called a human being.
Yet it is precisely these young people who have reached an unbelievable level of growth.
Even Gar couldn't help but sigh with admiration upon seeing such an outstanding junior.
Garr was not a stupid person, but he was rather straightforward and only saw the surface of things, rarely thinking things through.