Blunt College.
Bolt Roland chuckled as he looked at the Beast of Primordial Gold inside the Buried Land, his baitless fishing rod trembling slightly.
"Buzz!"
With a flicker of spatial ripples, Staley Roland silently appeared beside him.
"How do you like my foresight?" said Bolt Roland calmly.
After a moment of silence, Staley Roland finally commented, "It's not bad."
"Destiny is hard to defy, and with the inheritance of Destiny, Rosewood College is bound to rise. The choice of Lord Kylin and myself might not be the correct one, but it's definitely not the worst. Do you understand what I mean?"
Bolt Roland put down his fishing rod and looked at Staley Roland, trying to cover up the embarrassment of having fished for three days and nights with no catch.
