Mages Are Too OP

Chapter 212: Getting Something

This long dress is light purple in colour and has lots of patterns of rust on the silk, a bright crushed crystalline gemstone at the waist, wrapped staggered in silver silk for a sparkling droplet finish.

Silk is expensive... the way this thing is made humans don't, only the elves have it.

There is little trade between the Pokémon and humans, and the silk itself is very difficult to make, and even among the Pokémon, silk is a high-end fabric.

So in most cases, silk skirts are typically one of the symbols of a female member of the royal family.

And most female members of the royal family are not yet eligible to wear it.

Roland controlled the magic spider to climb over the ceiling and then follow the wall to the cot, and found that the bed did sleep one person, but definitely not the queen.

Because the woman who slept in bed, she was fat, she was obese, and most importantly, she was at least 50 years old.

And the queen is said to be a beautiful woman, about thirty years younger.

How did you get that dress?

Roland doesn't believe such a silk skirt is obviously slim and will be worn by an old woman.

He immediately changed direction and turned to the East Street mission point.

Roland took a deep breath, coming directly to the front door of the brothel.

He's never been to a place like this before, even though he's eaten meat.

In real life, in the game.

The ‘Park’ passengers entering and leaving the door met each other and did not greet each other, which was to reveal a peculiar ‘funny’ smile, as if everything was silent.

The closer you get to the door, the stronger Roland smells.

This scent is very much like some kind of incense and seems to be used to mask certain flavors, such as… the smell of briar.

Roland had just arrived at the door, which surprised a lot of 'Park' guests.

How come there are noble wizards here? Isn't it easy for them to find a woman?

If you wave, even the aristocratic lady will be willing to have some negative friendship with them.

When they stood at the door and received several prostitutes from their guests, they seemed more nervous when they saw Roland walking in, that is, wanting to go forward and not daring to go up.

They realize that their bodies are dirty and they go up. What if they upset Master Mage and he turns people into frogs in anger?

But as Roland got closer, a brave prostitute came forward.

Her expression was stiff and nervous: "Master Mage, are you here to be a guest? ”

This brothel seems to be quite famous in the royal city, with a lot of traffic, and now the people near the door are barely moving, they are slowly retreating and giving Roland a seat.

Most of the people who come here are ordinary people, not professionals. They want to block the way of a magician when they are full.

Even on the windows on the front floor, a lot of brains came out, and it seemed to be of interest to the Master of the Mage to go to the brothel.

Stared at by at least a hundred pairs of eyes, and the way these people look at Roland is a look at acquaintances, even ‘identity’.

It makes him feel a little stressed.

Who and you ‘Park’ customers are acquaintances.

Roland was very upset, but he said calmly, "Did I find something? ”

A lot of people smile when they hear that.

Roland now looks like a kid because the character is constantly around the age of 16.

This is your first time studying in a brothel... I know, I know!

Everyone around them nodded themselves, more in agreement with Roland.

Roland felt really depressed when he discovered that there had been another subtle change in the eyes of the people around him.

Fortunately, the prostitute who spoke to him didn't dare to show this look, and she said respectfully: "Sir, you want to find something, just say, if we have it, help you find it. ”

“No, I'll do it myself. ”

Roland bypasses the prostitute in front of him and enters the door directly.

The prostitute in the back tried to scream and didn't dare to call him to stop, but he was fast following.

Roland enters the compound with a soft red carpet on the ground, surrounded by two or three magic crystal lamps, still pale yellow, improves some illumination, but the interior is still dark, giving a feeling of ambiguity-lust.

The compound covers a large area, with men and women moving everywhere, and Roland senses where the magic spider is and then walks to the stairs.

When I got to the second floor, I couldn't help but follow the prostitute behind me and say, "Master Mage, what are you looking for? ”

Roland ignored her.

He was about to go up to the third floor when a man rushed over.

He was wearing a black gown and a black hat that looked very gentlemanly.

He walked quickly and went straight to Roland and asked, "Master Mage, tell me what you need. Normal women don't deserve you here, and if you want, I can call out the best beauties in the compound to serve you. ”

This is the owner of the brothel.

Roland smiled, “Don't worry, I know what I'm looking for. ”

The boss gave the prostitute a look and let her go and said, "Your Excellency, allow me to follow you. ”

Roland nodded.

He knows what they're thinking, and he's just afraid of messing around here.

Follow the magician, if they really want to do something, they may not be able to stop it, but at least there is the possibility of communication.

That was the boss's idea.

Roland went up the stairs to the fourth floor, then to the right, found a small house and said, "Help me open it. ”

“This is a junior staff room.” The boss has a strange look on her face: “She doesn't look so good. ”

“If you don't open it, it's just me. ”

Roland grabbed an apple-sized fireball with his right hand.

Watching the magic of rolling calories, the boss swallowed a sip and immediately opened the door with the key.

It's a dark cabin, and the woman in the bed is still asleep.

Roland bounced the illumination ball out, then quickly walked in and held the silk skirt in his hand.

The boss also came in, he saw the silk skirt, his face turned green and it looked pretty ugly.

He knows too well what a silk skirt means.

It can be said that all the women workers in this compound, taken together, do not have this long dress worth a fortune.

Combined with the recent disappearance of the Queen, the boss's legs began to soften and inevitably start to tremble.

Roland put the skirt in his system space and smiled, “I didn't find what I wanted. Too bad, boss. Right? ”

Two seconds later, the boss nodded wildly: "Right, right, right. ”

“But may I ask the lady a few questions? ”

Watching the dead fat woman still in bed, the boss was angry and kicked over, angry: “Get up, you idiot woman. ”