Mages Are Too OP

Roland felt some well, it wasn't long ago that they told Hawk that there might be players who had been shamed by NPC for their lives, and then almost got punched in the face now.

Indeed, one cannot look too high on oneself.

Roland came back to the Tower of Magic with that fake wooden medal stamp.

This wooden medal is not so much a clue as a warning left by Grand Edward before he committed suicide.

After I figured it out, a lot of things got suspicious.

If it wasn't John, then who let the mob kidnap and kill Lisa's relatives and who threatened the Great Edward Backpot? And just as Hawk sent the beggars to keep John in the dark, less than five days later, Greater Edward jumped out and confused his gaze.

The gangsters have been wiped out by Bud. We can't find anything.

And the real killer seems to know what their golden son did?

Hawk beggar tipped you off?

The bigger Roland thinks about it, the more speculative it is, the more troublesome the case is. He finally figured out why Skynet cameras are everywhere now.

Regardless of your high intelligence crime, it's all for nothing.

Back at the Magic Tower, Roland deduced almost four hours of spell puppet models, which calmed down a bit of anger.

He decided not to want this much for the time being, and the murderer would definitely be stuck for a while, waiting for the Ash Gang to find out the information, and he would take it into consideration when he got it.

By this time it was evening, Vivian had brought him dinner and placed some thins in front of Roland.

“What is this?” Roland asked with some surprise.

“Last month our Magic Tower earned and spent.” Vivian explains: "The chairman was supposed to be in charge of the audit, but he's not here, so it's up to you. ”

Well, Roland was eating dinner and looking over the ledger.

Roland looked up for a moment and asked, "Who made this record? ”

“Cross.” Vivian said, "Of all our magic apprentices, only he is the best at math. ”

Cross was Roland's first visit to the Magic Tower with a young man on a later tour.

He is a more talented apprentice of all magic. Magic is quickly learned and people are welcoming.

“What's wrong with a dozen gold coins that come out of nowhere? ”

Vivian glanced and smiled: "This is the area around us, taxes collected. Centered around the Tower of Magic, surrounded by two kilometres, is our territory. ”

“Why are taxpayers not marked?” Roland's a little curious: "Otherwise, how do you know who's not paying? ”

“Without labeling, all they have to do is hand in 15 gold coins a month.” Vivian smiled, “Our magic tower, whatever else it takes, just collect the money and protect the tranquillity of this piece. “

Vyvyan's words were mild, but there was a taste for outsiders, high above.

But it is also normal to think that a magician is already a highly respected and feared profession and a mysterious spokesperson. As a member of the practitioner, even if he is only an apprentice in magic, Vivian is proud of his credentials.

After looking at these books, Roland knew exactly where the magic tower money came from.

It also means that Roland is officially taking over the affairs of the Magic Tower.

Especially when Aldo is hiding and resting.

The whole magic tower thing was on Roland, and he had to meet with the nobles, or the businessmen, who wanted something, and make an agreement with them, for example, to get rid of some beasts or warcraft near Del Bon, or to help get rid of the evil.

This kept Roland very busy, walking east and west with several magic apprentices, and much less time with magic experiments.

There's no way out of this, who told him to take the Magic Tower's high pay.

It's a simple thing to do with money.

Thanks to recent game updates, however, the task touched on a relationship of increased probability, during which he triggered several small tasks, such as how much experience he could gain by solving a problem.

Fortunately for completing the task, Roland is now LV5, which is only a tiny bit short on the experience bar.

Then he locked himself up in the magic lab and specifically instructed Vivian not to let anyone disturb him.

After spending more than five hours in the magic lab, he finally deduced the first derivative magic of the spell puppet: the fortified spell puppet.

Roland had thought about a lot of enhancement directions before, but either one had a short plate, and he finally decided to make a comprehensive enhancement, and one enhancement certainly didn't have much effect, but on the basis of this enhancement, what about a second enhancement, a third enhancement?

Until then, of course, the problem of insufficient ‘memory’ of the spell model must be addressed.

As soon as he summoned the Enhanced Spell Puppet, he was immediately notified of the system.

‘You have mastered magic puppet magic and gained 140 points of character experience. ’

‘You're up to LV5. ’

‘Please select your professional proficiency'.

Then a layout of professional competencies is arranged in the system menu.

Roland sighed softly and finally got LV5. It wasn't easy. Once you reach LV5, the experience you need to upgrade will increase dramatically, starting at this level, and even for warrior players, the upgrade speed will slowdown significantly.

Roland looks at his system menu and gently reads out the mastery list names above.

‘Specialty in plastic energy', 'Specialty in prophecy’, ‘Specialty in summoning'. He pulled down the progress bar all the way, and at the end of the list of specialties, found the ability to specialize what he wanted.

‘Space Department Specialty'.

The world is huge and incredibly big, so the ability to ‘move traffic' is quite important.

There are already players in the forum screaming for days, they are often given the task of transporting supplies to other cities and even ‘going abroad', and now they are not even fluent in Horatio, so don't ask questions about the country.

Just go to another city and they can walk as fast as they want to cry.

Unlike modern social convenience, the world has a wide range of transportation systems… better roads are dirt roads, and in many places, rugged mountain roads. Not to mention the distance, many times walking along mountain roads, you will encounter beasts or warcraft that eat people.

Lucky for you, you'll get plenty of meat after a fight, and you can eat it for days.

Bad luck, if you lose, go back to the city for free, and lose some character experience.

Sometimes even robbers, thieves.

Thus, unlike games of general significance, the ‘long distance' mobility of a professional is quite important in this real world of games.

Unless you want to spend the rest of your life nestled in a fixed area.

That's the biggest reason Roland chose to focus on space.

He wanted to look around in the future. The world was so big, why didn't he walk around?

Whether you have a very fast moving mount or flying magic, it's certainly not as easy as playing your fingers and sending them to other cities with a single sound.

And forced the thief to be tall.