Mages Are Too OP

That pile of blue-green, gems of various sizes, roughly evaluated by six thieves, worth about 90 gold coins, plus more than 60 gold coins, they scraped about 150 gold coins out of the castle.

If you convert it into soft coins, it's just over two million.

It doesn't sound like much money, but almost all players think it's huge.

Money is something that looks at purchasing power, and it also depends on the current level of consumption in society.

For example, in the '70s and' 80s, it was about 670 cents a kilo of pork, cheap, but few people could afford pork, and eating meat was a luxury in itself. Imagine what it was like in the '70s and' 80s, when pork cost less than a dollar a kilo, to have a deposit of more than two million dollars?

And in this game world, prices and popular consumption are a little lower than in the seventy-eighth century. Honey white bread, known as entry-level luxury goods, is cheap as long as it sounds like two copper coins, but ordinary civilians don't dare to eat at all, because one copper coin can already buy several kilograms of wheat, two copper coins can buy food, and is a family food rations for more than a decade.

How dare you eat.

So this pile of gold coins and gems, in this world, is already huge.

And Bethel is just the owner of a small town.

Because burning the castle and scratching the trophy is dominated by six thieves, who naturally have to take more, so give them something worth sixty gold and give them six points.

The other ninety gold coins are divided equally among the other thirty players.

It doesn't really matter if Roland wants this money or not. Now the magicians who go to Royal City to study specialties are gradually becoming more and more. In his system backpack, there are now more than thirty gold coins, and he is not short of money. But if he doesn't take it, most of it will be stamped in the dark with negative labels such as mismatches, sketches, loads of rich people, etc., so he symbolically takes a little white gem as his‘ mission bonus'.

The players then ate and drank cowhide outside of Morey City, and after two days of carnival, they slowly dispersed.

All food and drinks were bought from Morey City during this period.

At first, the entire city's residents and businessmen were terrified of this crazy group of players outside the city. These golden sons didn't have to sleep. They drank and beat drums outside the city in the middle of the night. The ghost wolf cried and sang some strange songs. It sounded scary, and the children didn't dare to stay up at night.

But then they found out that these players ate and bought money, and they accidentally ran into people, and they apologized first, and then they got bolder, and they dared to contact them, and even came forward to sell some drinks to the players.

There are some daring people who dare to come here to rub off and drink.

The players didn't care either, so when they arrived, pour them wine, eat meat, very generous.

Another lively banquet will also disperse, Roland's last departure, and as he prepares to leave, a group of soldiers escorted a little boy to find him.

This is a little skinny little boy who looks a little timid and can't stand the temper in his noble clothes.

But in the face of Roland, he said with the most cowardly of emotions, a scene very consistent with equal diplomacy: "Dear Grand Master, I am a distant relative of the Bethel family, as the last heir to the city of Mori, and as the current lord of Mori, I think I should be entitled to ask you something. ”

The little boy was really scared, he was talking with trembling sounds and seemed to have tears in his eyes, but he still looked bravely into Roland's eyes without any escape.

Roland looked at the guard soldiers next to him, the last of them to accompany Bethel the other day, who wanted to die with Bethel.

But in the eyes of Roland, they all turned around and avoided looking at him.

Roland put his gaze back on the little boy and smiled, “Ask. ”

The little boy's voice is still trembling: "Have you achieved your intended goal of revenge and will you attack us again in Morey City? ”

Roland looked at him so scared, he was a little curious, “What are you going to do if we come back next time? ”

When Roland said that, the rest had not gone, and several players responsible for handling and burying the garbage also leaned over. At one time, several black robbers stood together and the tiger looked across the street, with great deterrence.

“I…” watched the black robe across the street more and more people, this time the little boy not only shook his voice more, even his lips shivered white: “I… feel hit… kill, no… good. We can… in a different way, we will hand over… certain gold coins every month, as… yield, please let go… we in Mori City… civilians! ”

The guards next to them were swallowing their breath, expressing extreme anxiety, trying to put their hands on the handle, but were afraid to excite the group of black robes across the street.

The little boy was under ten years old, watching him bravely restrain his fear, Roland felt a little pity, reaching over, trying to touch the little guy's head melon and soothe him.

As a result, the action frightened the little boy and closed his eyes with a slight scream.

But he still stood tall, and there was no retreat.

Several guards have pressed their hands against the handle, but have not drawn their swords out.

Roland patted the little boy on the head and said gently: "The city owner is in a difficult position, do well, we won't be here again. ”

After that, Roland left.

Several other players came up, and everyone patted the little boy in the head and said, "Good job. ”

“Do well, don't be your elder. ”

“Try to be a good city owner. ”

Then the players went away, and their self-tuning sounds came from afar.

“That little boy is so brave, it would be weird if I were in his position and didn't scare the shit out on the spot. ”

“That's disgusting. If I were you, I'd just spit and faint. ”

Then there was a series of self-letting, obscene laughter.

Watching these unmasked black robes leave, watching their shadows almost disappear, the trembling little boy couldn't help but fall to the ground.

He covered his face with one hand and cried softly: "It was horrible, it scared me to death, it scared me to death. ”

As he spoke, there was water damage to the land beneath him.

The little boy was even more ashamed when he found out about it.

A first-hand soldier squatted down and patted the little boy on the back gently: "Master, you've been brave and amazing. ”

Roland returns to Morey City, finds the previous rider, rides the original carriage, and walks in the direction of the commute.

It wasn't long before I got on the carriage, and I got a Guild message from Betta: "Rolango, in the Forum's comprehensive discussion area, there's a poster named after you! ”

Roland stunned. Did he offend himself?

He immediately opened the forum and quickly found the post.

"On how to target the strongest magician Roland."

The author claims to be a 'lawbreaker’.