Mages Are Too OP

The man sitting in the black robe hummed and said in disgust: "Why must our Shadow Guild people live in the shadows? It's understandable to hide in the shadows when we're on a mission, but why do we have to sneak around in our normal lives? Don't you want your own daughter to proudly say to others that my father was a powerful assassin? ”

“We're assassins, boss. You're not good at frontal combat. Being identified is almost as weak as being caught. ”

“That's when we're not united and we're not strong enough.” The boss of the black robe suddenly stood up and shouted outrageously: “Again, those who are not good at the perpetrators of positive conflicts, why are they so respected, because they brag about themselves. They climbed the aristocracy and found ways to make themselves famous, and over time became the benchmark for all professionals. Don't you want to live in the sun like magicians? ”

Several others have revealed their aspirations.

The black robe man who had just been scared away by Roland sighed for a long time and said nothing more.

He does want to live in the sun, too.

He was just pulling a little girl on the street, a daughter of Lai Lai who owed them money from the Guild. The other party refused to repay the money. He had no choice but to take the other daughter.

The little girl looked at the delicate flesh and heard that she was literate and could probably barely return to her book.

The reason for being so strong on the streets is to follow the pattern laid out before the president, which can pose a great spiritual threat to the surrounding civilians and make them face the strength of the Shadow Society.

If the person with excess sense of justice comes to the obstacle, if the other party is weak, or sees a chance of winning, throw the person to the other party first, wait for the other party to relax, go straight to a short blade attack.

In this way, people can be warned not to mess with the Shadow Guild.

We're going to rob people in broad daylight, and we're going to wander around in the sun.

Night is ours, and day is ours.

It's a good idea. The boss is also a very systematic man.

He feels good.

The idea was implemented well at first, and although it aroused some professional associations, they didn't say anything, and they were able to come out in the daytime for a breath, do something big to intimidate the civilian population, or other professionals, and strengthen their deterrence by shadowing the Assassin's Guild.

It just didn't occur to me that, a few months ago, a group of special humans had suddenly emerged calling themselves the Son of Gold.

These people are scattered in different cities.

Exotic creatures, they haven't seen them. They're all exotic creatures.

But unlike these golden sons, they tend to meddle, no matter what kind of guild you are, nobleman or civilian, if they don't look right at you.

This was followed by clashes with some of the Shadow Society's actions.

At first, these golden sons were weak. Killing is killing.

But less than two or three hours later, the guys called back and later found out it was a special race that didn't die.

If it's just an accident, forget it.

But then many of the Shadow Guild's missions around the country were stirred up by these guys.

Although they say that the Shadow Guild has gone through so much that it can shake out during the day, they are still used to working at night.

And the golden sons of animals, they don't have to sleep, the same spirit at night, and they love to wander around in shit, and they want to see anything a little unusual two more times.

And then things got really upset, and a lot of Shadow Guild actions, like assassinations, doors, they all hit.

When civilians are intimidated during the day, clashes occur with them.

Over the past two or three months, fighting between the two sides has broken out at least a thousand times around the country.

At first they were able to crush the Golden Son, but two or three months later, the Golden Sons got used to fighting and pressed them to start rubbing.

The black robe had also been involved in several battles with the Golden Son, and although he had not been killed, his heart had fallen ill.

He already knows the character and temperament of the Golden Son.

I didn't think there would be a golden son here in the Imperial City, but I met one.

The crowd of the Golden Son is unique and arrogant. But it's different from the ruthless arrogance of the aristocracy, but it's the arrogance of coming here with a kind of 'I can read more than you, I've eaten more salt than you'.

Very annoying.

The black man thought about it and said, "Boss, I have an idea. If the Golden Son is so powerful, why don't we find a way to recruit a few people? ”

The Guild boss's eyes lit up: "That's good, you guys can think about it. With the Golden Son as a bridge, we'll know exactly what those monsters are thinking. Future missions can also find ways to avoid them. It could even drive them to kill each other. ”

Everyone in the room laughed hey hey.

In the Temple of Life, Roland sat down and found a mission prompt.

I opened it and thought it was kind of funny.

Complete the branch task: ‘Save the bullied little girl’ to gain 64 characters' experience.

Complete the branch task: 'Find a Cure for Little Girls' with 142 characters' experience.

He had just focused on saving the little girl and had not noticed that he had received it and that the task had been completed.

That's kind of a good guy, isn't it?

Roland smiled.

That's when the little girl on the altar woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she was confused for a while, and immediately she climbed up in shock, turned down the altar table, then backed against the altar table, sat down and shrunk into a bunch, constantly looking around, extremely scared.

Roland stood up and walked down in front of her.

The little girl saw Roland and was even more frightened, holding her head with her hands, shaking all over her body and afraid to look at her.

“It's all right. You're safe now.” Roland gently consoled: “Where is your home, I'll take you home. ”

Some children have a peculiar instinct to know if they are good or bad people when they listen to others.

This little girl may have a similar instinct. After hearing Roland's voice, she looked up timidly and said, “Midgel's family lives on East Avenue... Brother, can you take me back to my father? ”

“Absolutely.” Roland smiled.

Then the system sends a message.

Pick up the feeder task: 'escort the little girl home’.

It turns out that good people have good rewards… Mission experience is quite important for Roland today.

Experience gained by learning magic alone has not done much to upgrade.

He likes this simple and convenient task.

I wish there were more.

And half an hour later, Roland found out that his will seemed to have come true.

Just when the little girl was sent back to East Street, two missions were triggered in a row.

Received branch task: ‘Advocate. ’

Branch task update: 'Queen's clue. ’

Mm-hmm.