Vol 2 Chapter 1008: Visitors

After a few months, Irvingdale was as old as ever.
After meeting Rod, Jana looked relieved.
To be honest, when Rod was not around, Gana was really worried. Although there was no problem with Erwin Dale, the Demacia authorities had no effort to deal with the Revolutionary Army, but Gana's heart was not practical.
And this kind of impracticality was fulfilled the day after Rod returned—at night, an unexpected visitor visited Rod who was meditating in the study.
It was a man covering his appearance. Her voice was low and hoarse, as if she were an old woman-when she appeared, the shadow accompanied her, so that Rhode didn't even find her in the first place.
"who are you?"
For a long time, this kind of sudden appearance generally belongs to Rod, which can make others unclear about Rod’s details, and also allows Rod to have more power to speak-and this method is used on his own. At that time, Rod always felt uncomfortable.
"This is not very important." The other party was hiding in the shadows, and it seemed to be completely meaningless. "I have been waiting for the leader here to return."
Rhodes raised his eyebrows, and unleashed a lighting technique—the soft light brightened the study a lot, but it did not expose the people in the shadow.
This was not beyond Rod's expectations—rather than guessing whether lighting could work wonders, Rod was more concerned about whether the other party hated lighting.
And from the results...No.
A shadowwalker who doesn't hate light?
Rod's alarm bell is a masterpiece.
"Then you should go to Silas-he's next door." Rhode faced the question thrown by the other side, and wisely chose to avoid it. "That's the one here."
"No, it's not." The Shadowwalker seemed to shake his head. "I know very well that you are the one who decides the future here-and I am looking for you."
"Really?" Rod shrugged and acted silly. "What can I do for me?"
"I just want to know." The Shadowwalker slowly drifted towards Rhodes. "Why did you choose to help these Demasian casters? In this land, the mage has always been ominous and dark."
"I think you seem to have misunderstood the mage." Rod froze for a moment, and then denied the other party's statement. "I am a mage. Although I admit that I sometimes play tricks, I am really a good person. ~"
"A good person who helps the mages?"
"Yes, a good person who helps the mages to make sense of their existence."
Shadow fell silent. She seemed to be a little puzzled by Rod's statement, but she seemed to be unable to tell where the doubt was.
Seeing that this uninvited guest was inexplicably silent, Rhode got up and signaled that the other party could leave-in the case of not sure if the other party made a mystery to attract his attention, all abnormal and strange behavior Rod made a decision not to go Ignore.
As for who the other party is...
After investigating afterwards!
Facing Rod's eviction order, Shadowwalker seemed a little surprised. She hesitated and finally chose to leave.
Of course, before leaving, she left a sentence.
"We will see you soon."
……………………
For this strange Shadowwalker, Rhodes looked dazed.
Who is this product?
Being able to use the power of the shadow to appear silently, this guy even made Rod feel dangerous-De Marcia still has this character?
As Silas and Zina were dealing with the backlog during this time, Rod simply took the time to investigate the identity of the Shadowwalker.
But no matter how Rhode investigates, the result is nothing.
She seemed to appear out of thin air, and disappeared out of thin air, leaving no more traces...
Then, just when Rod thought about whether to step up his efforts to let Fiona help, Lax found him.
"What? Will the light find me?"
It would be normal for the light to find itself. After all, Laxe got off the train halfway after returning to Demacia, and took a step first.
But the strange thing is that, looking at the appearance of Lax, it seems that she was looking for herself first, and has not communicated with Silas.
This is weird-Rod is quite sure that from the perspective of the light meeting, Silas and the Revolutionary Army should be closer to themselves.
It doesn’t make sense to find yourself first!
"The specific reason is more complicated." It seems that the surprise to Rhodes had long been expected. Lax directly explained, "It is mainly about some old things-even older than Demacia."
Listening to Lax's words, Rod finally narrowed his eyes.
Older than Demacia?
As we all know, Demasia should be the most unreliable country in Valloran. At least in Rhode's understanding, this country can achieve today's achievements, relying solely on the efforts of its own nationals-and the help of the magic stone.
But Demacia has no heritage, it does not mean that Demacia has no extraordinary power.
Think of Lu Zian’s enchantment of the holy flame with a pistol...
It’s just that this trace is not very obvious in Demasia, so Rod has always regarded it as some inheritance of the ancient ruins by Demasians-just like the inheritance of the Noxus to the immortal fortress. Although they got those magical heritages, it was still difficult to digest them.
But now listening to the meaning of Lax, it seems that Demasia has a very high ability to use her inheritance...?
"Can you tell me what the is going on?"
"It's more complicated." Lax took a large, thick manuscript directly from the package. "The page with the bookmark-read it yourself."
Rod opened the book.
Under the influence of language proficiency, obscure words are rather catchy poems for Rod, and Rod gently read out the contents.
"The era of prosperity of runes ~ EbookFREE.me ~ the era of frequent war."
"Mad man succeeds, magic wreak havoc."
"..."
"Long night came to the world, overlooking Tiannan, and praying for Anbang."
The Demasian language thousands of years ago is different from the current language, and the words read seem to have some rhyme-but from the text, this seems to describe a mythological story.
"Very old myth." As Rhodes finished reading the long poem, Lax took the book back and carefully collected it, "There is no fun, nor the kind that is widely circulated."
"You can say that." Rhod nodded. "So, the light will find me because of this poem?"
"Yes." Putting away the book, Lax's expression finally became serious. "The younger sister in the story... visited the light meeting."
Hearing this news, Rod finally narrowed his eyes.