Mages Are Too OP

It took a while for Roland to return to God.

He unconsciously opened the web pages of some other countries and found that he could read whatever was in the language of any country.

It was not until he saw the hieroglyphics of a so-called civilized ancient country that he realized it was a mess of code that he could not understand at all.

Roland, who returned to God, leaned back against the chair and decided not to burst out knowing that words could be translated into reality, he could imagine that once someone found out, they would certainly cause a lot of trouble.

He's the only one who knows the text for the time being, as long as he can.

But all of a sudden he frowned again, because there was an immediate response.

‘Can Roland translate text images in the game, in the forum? Doesn't that mean Roland knows the language and can translate all the languages in the forum? ’

‘Wow, blind boy, you found out again. ’

‘This reasoning is very logical, @ Roland, come out and say something, or go on a network in another country. ’

Damn... Roland has a headache. These sand sculpture netizens, when they should be smart, behave like idiots, when they are abnormally ghostly elves.

He sighed softly, turned off the page and returned to the game world.

Vivian pulled up two kids and saw him like this and asked, "Vice President, what's so hard about you? ”

“It's not hard, it's just some personal stuff. ”

Oh! Vivian didn't listen either. She pushed the two kids forward two steps and said, "These two kids, one named Kendis and the other named Nancy. They're all illiterate. ”

Roland stunned, looking at these two dry, skinny kids, thought they were two little boys, and didn't expect one of them to be a girl.

“Then teach them to read first. As a practitioner, it is not possible not to read.“ Roland thought about it and went on to say, "According to the rules, teaching people to write is chargeable, so you can get yourself two gold coins later. ”

“Okay.” Vivian chuckled, two gold coins already quite a sum for her.

“I'll take them down to resettlement first.” Vivian asks, "Is there anything else, vice president? Or is there something you want to eat? ”

“Not yet. ”

Vivian smiled softly and left with two children.

Then he looked out into the sky and went to John's house.

Hawk, Link, Jett, the three of them are waiting at the door.

“Sorry, I seem to be late.” Roland walked by and said hello.

The other three shook their heads and Hawk said, "It's okay, we're just here for a few minutes. ”

The three men across the street are wearing the usual clothes of the world, but because the temperament is so obvious and somewhat contradictory to the locals, only the three men's extremely high temperament completely compensates for the problem.

People who have read more than a decade of books and are still player minded, even if they don't have any money or power now, will carry a certain arrogance.

Besides, all four of them are now the best players.

Four men were brought into the castle by the guards.

A castle like this, more importantly, is a military defensive function, so there are stones, stones, stones, nothing worth looking at.

The butler showed up and greeted the four of them before taking them into the main hall on the ground floor.

The long table is full of food and wine.

John sat in the first place, and he saw four people, and he got up and said, "It's not easy to invite the four of you. ”

Before John asked for one, none of them came.

Then he suddenly realized that the Golden Sons had their own ideas and seemed to see through his careful plan, so he simply invited all four at once.

As a result, all four came.

It's united enough.

It would be impossible if our nobles could be so united… John shook his head slightly.

Four of them took their seats, and Roland said, "We all had things to do before, so we couldn't accept your invitation, Sir John. ”

The other three nodded consecutively, and before they came, they agreed that it was mainly Roland who came to deal with the nobleman.

After all, John was educated by the aristocratic elite, and at first glance he knew that one of his plans had been abandoned. He pressed his heart down and smiled. “Let's eat and drink something. Since it's a banquet, we have to eat and drink to be happy. ”

None of the four moved.

Roland said, "Lord John, most of our golden sons are more straightforward people, and you invite us here and you tell us everything. If we can accept it, we can discuss it. If we can't accept it, we'll scatter it one beat at a time. Otherwise, we won't have anything to eat. ”

John had a headache, he made good food and wine just to pull his emotions together, and a lot of people were drunk, and he was‘ running away 'to do things, and it was easier to make terms and set news at the time. This is also a common method used among the nobles.

But it never occurred to me that these golden sons would not eat this.

Looking at the sight of four people, John felt a little stressed, and he silenced for a moment, saying, “In that case, I'm telling the truth. Four of you are invited this time, mainly for two purposes. ”

Four people watched him quietly.

“Hawk and Link, Your Excellencies' new docks, our John's house, could you get involved? ”

Sure enough... Hawk and Link looked at each other.

“No need," Roland said. "In this territory, all the organizations and forces that do business are required to pay taxes to your family, just a little more. ”

Hawk and Link want to build a new dock, plan to build their own fishing team, and then rent out the extra docks for others to use.

Del Pointe is a big city, and there are a lot of people on the water route who get a lot of money every month as long as it's done.

And… this transportation terminal is also a great place to gather intelligence, so important that Hawk naturally wants to be in full control of his Silver Wings Guild.

If you let the people in the main city stretch their legs, you must be afraid to do things in a way that is extremely inconvenient and uninteresting.

So Roland said, pay more taxes, and he feels fine.

John took a look at Roland, and then looked at Hawk: "So Lord Roland is one of the leaders of the docks? ”

There's a suspicion of separation.

And obviously, how could Hawk fall for it, he laughed: "I'm dumb, I don't know much about business negotiations or anything, so this kind of thing is usually left to professionals. ”

The other three smiled softly.

John's mood grew more depressing. These golden sons are more cunning than one, and they're not set at all.

And there seems to be no way to force them by hard means.

Two Golden Sons have already wiped out a family, and now there are two more practitioners, and John is afraid to blush with the first four.

It's disgusting, John never felt so bored.