Mages Are Too OP

As Bud said, their audit is now fairly efficient.

Roland presented the model derivative of the magician's hand, and now performed the derivative effect of several magician's hands, and after discussing the principle, the review was passed.

It took less than an hour before and after.

Bud then showed Roland to talk to him alone.

In the study, Bud sat across from Roland, posing perfectly and even smelling serious.

Roland measured Bud at this point and found that his face was a little depressing, with dark circles.

Wanted to come last night was not sleeping well.

“The changes in the world are overwhelming.” Bud looked into Roland's eyes and said slowly: "There is no news of the Golden Son in our Imperial City, and it is estimated that no Golden Son has come there. But I guess there should be similar news in the ears of our aristocratic family by now. ”

Roland raised his eyelids slightly, and he didn't understand what Bud meant by that, he had no head and no tail.

“If I wanted to recruit you to become a devotional magician to our family, would you? ”

Roland stunned: “That's too sudden. Not so long ago, our relationship was rather rigid, and now you're trying to solicit me, and I have to question your intentions. ”

Bud smiled softly: "Yes, it was sudden. I have a question I'd like you to answer. ”

“Depends on what the problem is! ”

“How many of you golden sons are there? ”

“Half a million. ”

Roland replied that this was not important news, and even if Roland did not say it, they would be able to find out slowly in the future.

But when Bud heard that number, he took a deep breath of air and looked like he was frightened.

Her face was all white.

Roland thinks it's strange. Half a million. Is that a horrible number? This is a small number. There are almost a million people in Derbonne, and almost two million people are said to be on the side of King Holleyweyne. It is not possible for Bud to be intimidated by this number.

Roland then saw Bud holding a fruit glass with his hands, the glass trembling, and even a few spills.

Now Bud's like, like a patient with Parkinson.

Bud then slowly drank the fruit wine, as he slowly calmed down and his face gradually grew normal.

He let go of the fruit wine and pretended that nothing had just happened, saying: "I would still like to extend a sincere invitation to you. Our Bud family, both in their magic books and in their resources, is much stronger than a magic tower. If you are willing to be our devotional magician, you will have the same resources as an apostle, and you will not have to shoulder too much responsibility and duty. ”

Bud's face was serious, Roland could feel it, and the other guy was serious.

It's just that Roland gets even more confused: "Why are you suddenly treating me like a fragrance? ”

“You have the strength, the strength. Bud has spoken the classic proverb of Holeyweyn:" We nobles are willing to kneel, or even to be loyal, to powerful power and power. ”

When I heard that, Roland smiled.

That sounds elegant, but it's essentially bullying.

“Wait till I think about it!” Roland thought about it and replied so politely to Bud.

“The Bud family will always welcome you.” Bud stood up and said, "Next thing you know, I'm going back to King's City. If you come to King's City one day, or you walk past King's City, make sure you come to my house as a guest. ”

Reaching out and not smiling, Roland doesn't really like Bud, but since he is soft and has no confrontational feelings, Roland naturally won't be offended again.

Between him and Bud, before, it was more of a personal sensory hatred, with no substantive conflict of interest or revenge for life or death.

“I'll come to your house and talk to you one day.” Roland stood up, too.

Bud smiled at Roland and suddenly said, "I hope you won't be our gravediggers! ”

Roland had some thoughts.

Leaving behind this sentence, Bud left the Magic Tower and took away his friends and subordinates.

Roland stood in front of the window and watched Bud and others leave at night.

Vivian pushed the door in, and she took the pastry and some fruit, put it on the table, and walked up to Roland, also looking at Bud, who was getting away.

Later, she said, "Madam Vice President, you let us out of town to avoid this man. He's dangerous, isn't he? ”

“You see!” Roland smiled softly.

“We're not fools, we all guessed.” Vivian sighed softly: “Even the chairman avoided him. He must be a troublemaker. It must be dangerous for you to leave us outside the city and let your friends guard you and face them alone. We all felt a little overwhelmed and ashamed. ”

“Actually, it's none of your business, let's just say you were almost involved by me and the chairman. ”

“Do you think we'll believe that?” Vivian's eyes are slightly red: “Remember, vice president, we are part of the magic tower, please don't exclude us from this in the future. ”

It's not... it's really none of your business.

But Vivian left the study without waiting for Roland to explain.

In the following days, Roland discovered that the magic apprentices were very emotional, and they went outside the city during the day to help build the house, and after returning to the magic tower at night, they practiced magic until the middle of the night.

They were already diligent, and now they're more diligent, almost to the point of desperation.

Hard work is a good thing, Roland thought about it and didn't go to clarify anything.

Because knowing the language, the magic reached the bottleneck, it got stuck, and Roland hasn't deduced the magic in the last few days.

He found another interesting spell in the Magic Tower library.

Magic puppet.

It is also a zero level trick, like the hand of the Master, called the chicken rib spell.

But Roland found it kind of interesting.

Zero level spells are easy to learn, and Roland looked at the spell model, and in less than ten minutes, he succeeded in releasing a blue magic element figure.

This doll is about the same height as Roland, no eyes, no nose, no face or anything, just a pure magic figure.

Besides, this thing has no soul, no consciousness. But it inherits some of the summoner's instinctive knowledge, it can identify enemies, it can understand most of the language instructions, it's not very powerful, so it can assist the magician in some more sophisticated experiments or livelihoods.

The hand of the magician is used to carry the weight and therefore cannot be used for fine work.

And the spell puppet was created because of this need, but many magicians found it to be of little use.

This thing just inherited some knowledge from the summoner, so it often goes wrong to do experiments. Magic materials are expensive, and a few more failures make it poor.

At the end of the day, all this leaves is cleaning and hygiene and alerting the outside enemy.

But that would make it easier to get more magic apprentices back.

After all, maintaining a spell puppet is a constant need to consume magic values.

After looking at this spell puppet spell model for about an hour, a lot of bold ideas popped up in my head.