Mages Are Too OP

Why is that?

Roland wanted to ask, but then he remembered that these two little guys were civilians. And all the magic apprentices have the status of noble descendants, nothing more than a small nobleman, the difference between falling or not.

Originally a small group of people, suddenly two different layers of outsiders, other magic apprentices will naturally not like it.

“Has anyone else bullied them? ”

Vyvyan shook his head: "That's not true. After all, the two of them are vice presidents. You personally recruited them. ”

It was late, and Roland thought about it, or he said, "Go get those two little guys and wake them up if they fall asleep. ”

Vivian looked a little surprised, but went downstairs as promised.

Shortly after, she picked up two little guys.

A man, a woman and two little children rubbed their eyes and looked at Roland timidly. They were worried that they had done something wrong and upset the vice president, which woke them up late at night and wanted to scold them.

“You must be having a hard time lately because the others don't like you very much. ”

Hearing this, the eyes of the faces of the two children were a little bitter, but more stubborn.

Roland smiled softly: "It doesn't matter. Isn't it normal for nobles to look down on civilians? Now that you've come in, learn well, and don't worry about the eyes of others, they won't at least bully you in my presence, and they won't lose your resources to learn. But most importantly, you are yourselves. Even if you are civilians, as long as you become official magistrates, who dares to underestimate you, who dares to speak as you again? ”

“Your talents are not so bad that you can always be a full magician if you work hard. ”

The words came down and the two little guys excitedly couldn't help themselves, they looked at Roland admirably, blushing and their eyes glowing.

“Okay, let's get some rest.” Roland waves gently.

The two little guys bowed slightly and left, jumping and jumping, and when they went down, there was a hidden laugh coming from the stairs.

Vivian blocked her mouth with her hands, beat a little bit of arrears, and then asked curiously, “Are those two little guys really talented? ”

“It's okay. ”

Actually, it's average, but the advantage is that it's young and very plastic. As long as they teach, the two little ones don't lazy, and if they work hard to become full magicians before they grow up, Roland feels like they should be.

“What do you think of my gift? ”

Vivian, who was saying this, suddenly made a very bold move, and she bowed down and held her hands against Roland's desk. The collar of the robe didn't know when she'd opened it up a little bit, and then it drowned because of gravity.

Roland looked straight into the past and just saw everything he shouldn't have seen.

After a moment, Roland said calmly: "The gift is very good, very rare. ”

Vivian straightened herself up again, and her face was shy, but she looked proud, leaning slightly back on her head.

The moonlight drifted in through the window and just covered Vivian in. A little scraps are lit up in the moonlight, like a little dust, surrounded by this beautiful, proud, shy and bold young girl, lining her up like an elf that appears at midnight.

Vivian's eyes were as bright as water, and she put one thing gently on the table and said, "You can come to me whenever you want. ”

After that, she turned around and left. After leaving the study door, she screamed softly, holding her almost ripe face in her hands, and rushed downstairs in panic.

Left behind a pale yellow wooden key on the desk.

Roland looked at the key and got caught up in it. Finally, he put the key in his system backpack.

And then he went to the magic lab, and he kept doing all sorts of magic experiments to calm down his emotions.

The day will soon light up and the time will stop. Roland climbed out of the virtual compartment, routinely washed, and came to the computer to open the game forum.

While you can also see forums in the game, time in the game is too important. Dealing with the magic tower, teaching the magic apprentice, and doing magic experiments, he didn't want to waste a second.

So there's not much important to do during the day, and naturally it's a good time to brush the forum.

Jett has videotaped their agreement with the nobility. Almost all of the posters in the monograph are now discussing the Del Bon thing.

A large number of players began to analyze their battle history, as well as the distribution of benefits afterwards.

Roland clicked on one of the most ‘liked' posts.

"Impact on the Horevan aristocracy and the way players behave in the future after the events in Derbon"

It turns out that the person who posted it was Roland who knew the data could be 'O'Neill’.

Detailed data in the post and many classic historical cases were used to side-by-side analyze this event. Finally, two conclusions were drawn.

‘The brutality, weakness and compromise characteristic of the aristocratic bourgeoisie are undoubtedly exposed. ’

‘High-end forces play too much of a role in the war. ’

The poster explains the events in plain and easy to understand terms, and the sequence of their actions and their impact on the future is the beginning of the story.

After reading it, Roland even felt a little numb on the scalp: "Isn't that a little overinterpreted? ”

But think about it, that's why people are big data players, and they're just undergraduate graduates.

After watching the meeting forum, Roland stepped on his bike and came back to the knife gallery.

Eat a delicious breakfast made by Xisha and chat with two brothers and sisters, Qi Shaoqiu.

Almost finished eating, Qi Shaoqiu suddenly said: "By the way, another student came yesterday afternoon to see it. He is expected to pay the tuition fee later. When he gets here, you show him and help me lift my face, so he can stay easier, you understand? ”

“Okay.” Roland nodded.

Now the three of them know each other well enough to say that they have never thought of themselves as good friends. Besides, Roland eats her sister's delicious breakfast every day. Eating people's mouths is short. You have to help them if you don't want to.

After breakfast, Roland wanted to wash his own dishes, and Xisha took his bowl away first.

Then Roland came under the shed and just put on his protective gear and saw a red sports car parked in front of the knife gallery.

Qi Shaoqiu patted Roland on the shoulder: “Here comes Tuhou! Be spiritual.”

Roland squinted his eyes and said, "I think this sports car is familiar. ”

Qi Shaoqiu looked at him unknowingly.

Then the windshield door of the sports car opened and came down a man.

Roland pulled the corner out of his mouth helplessly, motherfucker, isn't that Lee Lin? Why is he here?

Li Lin's gaze circled the knife gallery and saw that Roland was also stunned. Then he quickly walked over.