Mages Are Too OP

The harder it is, the bigger the range, the more mental power it consumes.

Roland's spiritual field is almost all over the estate, but the older it gets, the more powerful it is.

Because the thinner things are, the more vulnerable they are, the bigger Roland's spiritual field has become, but even so, the field is still intact and free from brittle cracks. This suggests that his mental power control is extremely strong.

Once we find the target, Roland retrieves the mental energy field.

Then he sat on the chair and gasped slightly.

Vivian held White Amber and asked, "What have you found? ”

“Aldo left me a treasure.” Roland replied with a smile, “Making it mysterious, he thought I'd be looking for a long time, but never thought I'd be able to cheat directly on the mental field. ”

Vivian's expression was envious and his spiritual strength represented the potential of a magician.

While the higher the rank, the stronger the mental strength, the more exaggerated the spiritual field can already be opened at the elite level, enough to show how powerful Roland's potential is.

“Shall we go and see?” After a break, Roland stood up.

Vivian is naturally also curious as to what exactly the chairman left for Roland.

The two of them came out of the room, and the butler saw them on the ground floor and hurried up and asked, "Master, is there anything I can do for you? ”

Roland handed Vivian the bronze key in person: "She will be running the estate for me in the future, and I will be in the magic tower most of the time. ”

The butler blinked, and he immediately 'knew’ that this was the future hostess.

Vivian is also a daughter of nobility and an apprentice in magic. She is also quite famous in Del Pointe. The housekeeper naturally ‘knew’ her and nodded now: “Yes, master. ”

Then Roland and Vivi came to the rear of the estate, where there was a small green forest.

This is also one of the estate's output areas, where the two walked for a while to reach a fake mountain.

Roland searched the ground, poked his hand into the grass, found a pull, pulled hard, and as a wooden cover was pulled up with grass mud, a pitch-black passage appeared in front of him.

The magician's weak image is actually only relatively, and the magician is certainly not strong enough compared to the warrior without using the magic boost.

But for ordinary people, a magician of this rank, Roland, who is also a Golden Son template, is quite strong and has no problem beating five ordinary men at once.

Because of previous mental probes, Roland is well aware that there is no danger in this passage.

A light bulb floats forward to provide light, and one beast slowly descends into the secret passage.

Approximately 20 meters down, there's a black iron door in front, very thick. Roland knocked with his hand and made a knock.

A hint to Vivian: "The key you have is to open this door. ”

Vivian stunned slightly, but went forward and stuffed the key into the square hole in the middle of the black iron door, then twisted slightly, making a slight honking noise behind the door.

Roland pushed the Black Iron Gate out of the way.

In the dull noise, behind the black iron door also appears a little bit.

A rather spacious secret room with almost nothing.

There is only one simple wooden bed, and on the wooden bed, there seems to be one person still asleep.

As the light ball probes through, the figure on the wooden boat becomes clear immediately.

Hercules curved her back, a blonde hair, obviously a woman.

The light seemed to wake her up, and she sat up, staring at Roland and Vivian with her eyes squinting at the rays that were so dazzling to her, that it was extremely alarming.

The woman had a white face, tall and skinny body, and what was really surprising was that she had a pair of long ears.

Pokémon... or half a Pokémon?

At this time, she was wearing a white, thin dress, similar to a prisoner's uniform, which could not be concealed in many places and appeared alluring.

“Is this what the chairman left you, baby?” Vivian looked at Roland with great unhappiness.

Neither did Roland think that there was an elf slave in this secret room.

In his mental perception, it's just a powerful place, a special source of magical energy he's never seen before, and he thinks Aldo has left him with something incredibly magical.

Turns out to be a elf slave.

Roland stayed right there, he was in the guild system @ Lee Lin.

“I also have a elf slave here, what should I do? ”

Less often, in the Guild Chat system, each baseball friend sends out a long string of exclamation marks.

Finally, Li Lin said: Later.

Roland shook his head, had no constructive comments at all, and then closed the system interface.

At this time, the elf slave saw two humans, stood up and said a word to the other side. The sound is crisp and quite beautiful.

But neither of them understood.

Roland ‘added’ both himself and Vivian to understand the state of the language, and then he coughed softly and said, "Well, you can repeat what you just said. ”

“Know the language?” Not far from Roland, the elf seemed slightly surprised, but more disgusted: “Are you my new buyer? ”

Roland sighed softly: "It's better if someone stuck it in me. ”

Pokémon smile.

At this point, Vivian measures the elves and compares them quietly.

Face, you lost.

Height!

Lost.

Chest, winner, la-la-la-la-la-la!

This elf is scary and has a slight advantage. With this in mind, Vivian, straighten up more.

Roland was also measuring the Pokémon. In his Pokémon perception, the Pokémon was quite powerful and seemed to know magic.

And then he realized what Aldo meant: "Do you want freedom? ”

The elf looked vigilantly at Roland and took a slight step back, not talking.

Roland smiled: "You must understand the natural magic that is characteristic of your Elves. ”

The elves still don't talk.

“Give me three spell models of your Pokémon's natural magic and I'll let you go. ”

The elf frowned, seemingly distrustful of Roland: "You humans are cunning. ”

“You have no choice.” Roland smiled softly: “After all, you are only a slave now. ”

The elf is calm and seems to have been a slave for some time. Instead of shouting out loud, she thought about it and said, "You humans don't know the magic of our Elves. ”

“Doesn't matter.” Roland waves: “That's my business. ”

Pokémon thought about it for a moment, and he looked into Roland's eyes and slowly said, "This is the last time I trust you humans. Better not let me down. ”

Roland shrugged, not arguing about anything, and at a time when action was far more important than language.

“Well, would you like to come out with us...”

“No!”

Vivian interrupted Roland's words violently, and she said seriously: "No elf slave can officially appear before the public unless you think you can beat the guardian Druid. ”