Chapter 255: Rolus

Julius was completely overwhelmed. There were so many people running around that his [Spatial Perception] was running in overdrive trying to keep up, trying to inspect every person within its reach. It got so bad that he didn’t even attempt to find this Rolus person with the skill. Instead, he used the old-fashioned way.

His eyes.

Sadly, that didn’t exactly make things easier. He still wasn’t able to find Rolus in this mess. Thankfully, he managed to come across some nice people who helped him. The woman and the handsome man next to her pointed him in hopefully the right direction.

If they hadn’t, who knew how long he would have spent searching.

Maybe he would get to see them again if they were a part of the caravan as well. That would give him the opportunity to thank them more properly next time.

With new determination in his eyes, he followed the women’s directions and eventually came to a section that wasn’t as crowded as the others.

At the center of it stood a single wagon, but it was hard to call it a wagon. It was more like a small house than anything else.

As a matter of fact, it reminded him of one of those large camper RVs from his old world.

He felt pretty confident that this was the so-called ‘main wagon’ she had mentioned. Additionally, he spotted the reason why Richard and Rebecca had been so confident that he would know who Rolus was the moment he saw him.

There was one aura that stood out from the rest. It was a large looming aura that emanated strength and fortitude, unlike many other auras he had ever sensed before. The person was obviously Tier 4, which was the most obvious hint.

But he was even more convinced this was Rolus when he spotted the humongous sword strapped across the back of the man.

Most people didn’t keep their weapons out it they had access to a storage ring. Sometimes it was just quicker to take a weapon out of their ring instead of unsheathing it. However, there were times when people preferred to keep their weapons on their person. This Rolus guy must have been this way. Otherwise, he couldn’t figure out why he kept such a cumbersome weapon on him the entire time.

Julius tried to walk around and get a good look at the man. Since he was staring at the man’s back, all he could see was the hulking sword.

When he finally got a good look at the man, he was startled. The man wasn’t as tall or large as he had been expecting.

In his mind, he had already been imagining a giant of a man. Someone who would fit the stereotype of someone who would carry such a weapon. But instead, he was greeted by a man who couldn’t have been much larger than himself.

Now that he was looking at this Rolus, he couldn’t help but think the visual was a bit comical. The sword was bigger than the person who was swinging it. As such, he couldn’t help but be curious about how the man was able to use such a weapon with any type of proficiency.

With that being said, Julius had no doubt about the man’s strength. The man was a genuine Tier 4 and going off his aura, was someone who was likely stronger than Dustin.

With little hesitation, he walked toward the man who was surrounded by a number of other individuals.

Most of these people had sheets of paper and seemed like they were in charge of logistics and the general running of the operation. Julius observed as the man with the large sword, handled all of these people with patience and expertise.

The man was in complete control as he pivoted from one person to the next. Fluidly directing his members with efficiency.

It wasn’t until Julius noticed that nobody else was coming up to the man that he finally made his approach.

“Hello,” he spoke out to the man as he got within a few feet.

The man turned to him with furrowed brows, probably confused as he had no idea who Julius was. Upon closer inspection, Julius was able to see more of the man’s features. His face was quite ordinary. Not handsome but not ugly, he had short cropped hair, but what really stood out were the scars littered over the man’s face and neck.

Viscous ropes of scars wove throughout his skin and gave the man a much more fierce look to him.

“What can I do for you, Sonny?” The man asked.

Julius gave his best friendly smile. “You’re Rolus correct?”

“That’s right.”

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He nodded in relief. “Perfect, I was supposed to find you and give this to you,” he said while passing over a letter he had gotten from Richard.

Rolus gave a curious look at the letter and gently took it from his hands, opening it up after he did.

Julius watched as the man swiftly reviewed the letter’s contents. While he was reading, the man looked up to give Julius a few surprised glances. When he was finally done, he folded the letter back up and handed it back to Julius.

“So you’re Julius, huh? I didn’t think you would be so… young,” Rolus said slowly.

“What did they tell you?” He asked.

The man gave the immediate surroundings a look before answering. “They explained the general details of the mission and your part in it. I can’t say I necessarily agree with the idea, but I am also not the person making the decisions.”

“But I can come along, right?”

The man chuckled. “I couldn’t stop you even if I wanted to. You got permission from the big guys, so, by all means, come along. But just know that there is a very real possibility of you getting hurt or even dying. I hope they explained this to you before you accepted the job.”

Julius gave an amused grin. “Trust me, they made sure I knew about the dangers.”