Mages Are Too OP

Roland felt a little dizzy coming out of Betta's temporary home.

Although the fruit glasses are not high in alcohol, even five glasses are a little confusing.

Roland came out of town before the gate was even relevant.

The evening sunset is light gold, the city gate is full of people, businessmen and travellers are in a hurry, and if someone enters the city, there will naturally be a merchant team leaving the city.

Where Roland walks, people dodge two or three meters in advance, and his magic robe is the best pass.

After exiting the city gate, Roland walked west along the city wall for about half an hour before finally seeing Del Bon's outer city pier.

A big river is right in front of you, and by the river, a dozen dirt houses have been built, and a group of people are shouting at the sign, splitting into small groups, and several people are pulling a huge piece of stone cake with a rope, throwing it into the air and beating it hard on the land.

Meanwhile, there are many blue magician's hands in the middle of the sky, moving clay.

Roland walked over and saw Hawk and Rink on the left and right side of the site, commanding at least a hundred workers.

Hawk had sharp eyes, and despite his serious work, Roland was still seen in the afterglow of his eyes.

He made a gesture to get back to work, and then he ran up to Roland and laughed, “What, you got to get out of the magic tower? ”

Roland looked at the hot site and said, "How many days have you built so many houses? You've done similar work before? ”

Hawk shrugged: “I graduated from Civil Engineering and have interned on the site for a while. Although I do a little business on my own now, I still have experience. ”

No wonder.

Hawk looked at the magician's hand flying in and out of the air and said, "But thank you very much, though these magic apprentices are only here for one day, they've really helped. Hundreds of kilograms, almost two tons of stuff, they can lift. ”

“Don't thank me, just pay them more. ”

“Should be.” Speaking of which, Hawk frowned and said, "But we're running out of gold. Do you have any more gold to sell us? ”

Roland nodded: “I haven't received my salary for this month's Magic Tower, at least I haven't received the money for my expertise yet, presumably other Mage players haven't found a place to study yet. ”

“It's fun throwing money at your statue.” Hawk smiled and his expression clearly relaxed: “Anyway, with a few gold coins, we can hold on for a while longer. By the way, you're here to call the magic apprentices back. Send them back tomorrow to help. I won't hurt them. ”

Roland shook his head: "No. ”

Hawk's expression seemed a little confused: “What is that? ”

“Betta triggered a purple mission, a small copy!” Roland watched Hawk's face as he finished his speech.

It's exactly what he expected.

Hawk first stunned, then blabbed: “I X! ”

“Very impressive, actually. I admire his luck.” Roland said somewhat helplessly, "It's been almost two months since I've played this game, and he's done all the tasks I've done. ”

“Damn the emperor.” Hawk said hatefully, and then his eyes lit up: “You didn't come here to tell me about it just to make me eat lemon, did you? ”

Looking at Hawkley's look of anticipation, Roland nodded, “As you can imagine, I'd like to invite you and Link to join our team, so we have four players. ”

“Thanks.” Hawk slaps Roland on the shoulder with gratitude: "But my Link rank is a little low, only LV2, no offense. ”

“Of course not.” Roland doesn't care: "Players don't really die, which is a huge advantage, and we're not sure if the NPCs in the world are going to make copies. ”

“Why don't you just try it?” Hawk made a gesture to Link in the distance and went on to say, "How about recruiting one more NPC professional anyway, with only four of us? ”

Hawk's offer was good, but Roland thought about it and refused: "Never mind, it wouldn't be fun if the NPC pit died in a copy. ”

“That's true. ”

“Do you silver wing workers have a therapeutic profession around here? ”

Hawk's hands flashed: “Although I'd love to have my own Guild people come over here and rub a copy of my experience, I'm pretty sure there's no Guild people around here. ”

“That can only be seen in the forum. If it doesn't work, just the four of us go down. We won't die anyway. We've failed more than once, and we can always find a way to get past it. If you can't get past it, come back when it's too high. ”

Hawk laughed hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ”

“I'll come back and let you know when it's over. ”

Roland patted Hawk on the shoulder and left.

He walked up to Vivian and said, "You'd better stay out of town in the last few days and don't go back to the magic tower. ”

Vyvyan saw Roland coming, only to see him talking to Hawk all the time, so he had to be careful and get back to work, not in front of Roland.

In fact, she wanted to go back to the Magic Tower, not that she felt tired, but simply wanted to stay with Roland for a long time.

So now, as soon as she heard it, she was a little surprised and anxious: "What happened?”

“Some conflicts.” Roland looked at the sunset about to go down, smiling: “You better stay out of this, or you're in big trouble. ”

Roland has also seen detailed profiles of these magic apprentices over time.

Except for Vivian, who came out of a small aristocratic family, all were of civilian origin.

If they are official magicians, they have some resilience to risk, but they are just 'some’.

Without Aldo, the official magician, he would always be pinched, unable to move.

The best way not to be swept away by a hurricane is to stay away from it.

“Vice Chairman, are you all right?” Vivian's eyes are full of worry.

“Don't worry.” Roland and Qi comforted: “You know who I am, and death is no punishment for me. When this is over, I'll call you back to the Tower of Magic. ”

Vivian bit her lips a little unwillingly: "Okay. ”

After a while on the site, Roland turned back to the city when the sun didn't set.

As soon as he entered the city, the soldiers closed the gate.

Today's gate was closed a little late. In fact, a team leader saw Roland come back on the wall and ordered it closed a dozen minutes late.

Back in the Magic Tower, Roland continued to deduce language skills, and then after game time, he climbed out of the virtual cabin and posted a recruitment post on the forum.

Recruitment of a Duplicant to Treat.