Mages Are Too OP

Although the model node diagram of the magician's hand has been annotated clearly and in detail, the progress of the magic apprentices has been somewhat slow in hindering ‘intellectual’, logical thinking and even… the gap in magic control talent.

Most of them did quickly master the hands of the basic magicians, but no one could learn the derivative effects for the time being.

Roland was sitting next to them drinking fruit wine, watching them train, and explaining the points to them.

The magic apprentices worked hard, very hard, and every word Roland said was written in his heart, because they weren't sure how long this serious teaching of Roland would last!

And in the middle of the city, just a little shorter than the magic tower, in the center fortress, a banquet is being held.

The suspension bridge was lowered and a carriage entered the fortress.

For many lords, the fortress is their home and their last refuge, and once the walls fall, they can rely on it for a long time, perhaps until reinforcements arrive, and a special turnaround.

The candlelight is bright and the courtyard is bright, with dozens of bards playing soft music alongside.

John stood on the balcony on the third floor, watching a dozen small circles below, silent.

And beside him, a demonic young girl.

“It's almost time to start, they're not here yet.” The girl grinned, “Your intentions may be frustrated. ”

A few seconds later, John's handsome face revealed a smile, and he sat back on the balcony chair and said, "This means that not everyone in the Golden Son is a savage. We have to be more cautious about what we do in the future. It's best not to get into conflict with them. ”

The girl laughed: "Brother, I didn't expect you to be afraid of your peers! ”

“Who sees things that can't be beaten to death and are frantically like demons?” John shook his head helplessly: "How could a goddess of life send such a monster from an ectopic side! ”

“The thoughts of the gods who can understand!” The girl was wearing a long, short-shouldered red dress, and her hair was red, and the whole person was like a flame: “Since the two golden sons were not coming, I went down to talk to the other guests. It's not funny to just stay here. ”

John nodded: "Go... by the way, you better be careful with your girlfriends and don't do anything too exaggerated. The golden sons, presumably from the good camp. ”

The young lady stood up and looked at John on the side: "You mean, if we noblemen did bad things, they'd be nosy when they saw them? ”

“This is very likely.” John sighed: “That's why I often say to be good to the civilian population, otherwise it would be bad luck to be hit by the professionals of good order, in case you encounter any brave men, samurai, no royal influence, it would be difficult to get things off properly. ”

“Who would have had such bad luck meeting such a strong man?” The young girl finds her brother somewhat ridiculous with caution.

John looked at the moon in the sky and said slowly: "The Hawthorne family, who liked to eat people, thought the same thing the other day, and now their whole family is dead. ”

The girl frowned, and then she couldn't help but say, "Well, I'm going to be just as good to you as I am to the civilians, okay? ”

“This is the best. ”

The banquet was held until dawn, as John seemed somewhat uninterested without the most important guests.

The nobles were all human and naturally could see this, so they left after a little fun without ‘making a scene' too late.

And on the side of the Magic Tower, Roland has been teaching those magical apprentices about the magical tricks derived from the hand of a magician.

These magic apprentices are quite enthusiastic about learning, they don't even want to sleep, they want to figure out how magic is derived from the hands of magicians.

Roland didn't have to sleep, and he didn't want to discourage these people and patiently taught them until time stopped.

Crawling out of the virtual compartment, Roland habitually opens the game's official website, but is surprised to find that the official website, which is rarely updated once a half month, actually publishes an announcement.

August 17 Game First Update!

When I saw the title, Roland was shitting himself and just clicked in.

Content announcements are simple, just three.

‘The Person System Interface adds a unique numeric ID to the person to personally identify and distinguish the person of the same name. ’

‘Female players are protected by two upper and lower law' bikini underwear ', and involuntarily, no one, any power can destroy these two bikini underwear to prevent them from being insulted by NPC and players. ’

‘Turn on the Players Guild feature, registered in the Kingdom of France's Light Sanctuary, called Trawley-Bulson. High-end nobles, who have not had enough fame or special references, have had little chance to see him. Ask the guild presidents to work hard to raise their reputation in the game. ’

The first two are of little significance to Roland and, most importantly, the second three, open up the establishment of the Guild.

The players are now in a country called Holywood, and what is the sanctuary of France?

Totally foggy.

Roland opened the forum, and the whole forum was asking where the Holy Land of France was, and even the millionaires opened thousands, tens of thousands of dollars in rewards.

But there are also well-informed people who show off on the forum and say they know where Francis is, but they just don't want to tell you.

Roland estimates that these people will receive countless private inquiries in the first place.

The first guild to be established… this honor, most of which are a little ambitious, wants to take it.

But it's not that big of a relationship with Roland, and a couple of his buddies said they were going to build a guild, but it was just a little guild, and they didn't mean to compete with the other guilds.

But that's when his cell phone rang, and when it was on, he asked directly, "What's wrong with calling me so early? ”

“I also told Brazil, Lee Lin and them about the Game Guild, you hurry up, old place. ”

Half an hour later, Roland stepped on a shared bike to get a cold drink.

Since it's not even seven o'clock, and no waiter has come to work, this time it's Shuck himself who took something out of the fridge to entertain some of his girlfriends and cousins.

After putting a glass of juice on each of them, Schucker said, "I think the first Guild name, we can take the F6 off. ”

When I heard that, Roland almost sprayed the juice out of his mouth!

“Why?”

“Didn't I tell you before? I was taught the teachings of light in the Holy Land.” Shook explains with a proud expression: "The sanctuary of light is in France, and this man, Torrey-Bolson, I've seen, talked to him a few times, and he speaks well. ”

After listening to a bunch of baseballs, there's nothing to talk about.