Mages Are Too OP

The obese middle-aged woman was kicked in the stomach with one foot, fortunately she had a lot of fat on her stomach. Although the owner of the compound had severe legs and she woke up in pain, in essence she was not hurt much.

“Who kicked...” The fat woman rubbed her stomach and yelled, but when she looked up and saw her boss, she suddenly jumped and jumped out of bed.

Because of her sleep, she was wearing thin clothes, but neither Roland nor the owner of the compound saw her, had any idea of that, and even felt a little nauseous.

After all, overlapping layers of fat jumped up and down in front of themselves, really without any beauty.

“Boss, what are you doing here? ”

The woman's face is somewhat grumpy, but also somewhat pleasant.

“His Excellency the Mage has something to ask you.” The owner of the compound refers to Roland.

The woman looked at Roland and immediately lowered her head. Even her boss was a reckless practitioner, and she naturally did not dare to take a bad attitude.

“Where did you get this dress?” Roland picked up the silk skirt again and shook it in front of the woman: “I'm sure this is definitely not something you can afford. ”

When the fat woman saw Roland's silk dress, she immediately changed her face, jumped up and pounced at Roland, shouting, “That's mine, mine, give it back! ”

It's just that she just jumped up and was pushed by two blue spell hands again, unable to move.

The boss looked at the two giant blue translucent hands and swallowed his saliva.

And the fat woman who was pressed to the ground finally woke up, and she was facing a practitioner. In civilian stories, the performers are horrible, turning people into frogs or mice when they can't move, and then drying them out and grinding them into magic, and they've heard that the effect of using human magic is much better than ordinary magic.

In short… the image of the perpetrators among the civilian population is appalling.

“Answer me, where did you get it?” Roland asked.

Roland doesn't have many negative expressions, not harsh at all, but this calm appearance, in the eyes of a frightened woman, is also calm before the storm.

She shook herself and stammered: "By the river behind East Street. ”

“Tell me more about how you found this outfit. ”

The fat woman feared that Roland would get really angry and immediately tell the story.

It turns out that yesterday morning, in the early morning, after she received a few old men with little money, she went to the river behind the street to wash herself.

It was dawn, and there was no one by the river, and when she came to the river, she found the grass on the beach, and it seemed like the light was gleaming, and then she walked over and found the dress.

Though a civilian, she is a woman, good for her clothes, worthless, born with a concept.

She folded her clothes carefully on the spot and covered them in her own clothes... She was fat and stuffed with another thin silk skirt that folded in, and no one could tell from the outside that she was hiding something.

And in this way, she took her clothes back to her little room.

She tried it on today and found herself too big to wear it. In a depressed mood, she threw it on the chair and slept first.

But it didn't occur to me that Roland's magic spider accidentally touched him.

“This thing doesn't belong to you, I'll take it with me.” Roland said softly.

“I picked that up… Your Excellency, you can't do this.” Obese women are struggling one last time: "Please give it back to me. ”

Roland was about to go out and heard her say it, smiling back: "You should be glad I found this outfit. If it's someone else who finds out, say, the city guard, Antis, you should be in jail now, brutally tortured. ”

Fat women are scared and afraid to cry anymore.

Roland said to the owner of the compound: "If you're smart, you better forget about this, otherwise the consequences...”

The owner of the compound was pale, he was rich but a businessman. Even if he stands behind a nobleman of good fortune, it is impossible to fight a sorcerer for him.

Hearing that, he nodded hard.

Roland received the skirt into the system backpack and left this rather odd brothel.

As he walked, he retracted the two magic spiders.

Now that we have the clue to the task, staying behind will only slowly drain his demonic power.

Walk down the street, Roland, open the mission system.

Branch task complete: 'Queen's clue. ’

Gain an EXP of 221 points.

Take the branch task: ‘Find the next clue. ’

Roland came to the Midtown River not far behind the brothel.

According to the fat woman, she found silk skirts around here.

Roland stood on the grass by the river and his subconscious pinched his nose.

Around two million people live on this land throughout the Royal City area, including suburban townships and villages.

Within the walls of Wang Cheng, there are nearly half a million people.

Half a million people's domestic wastewater is discharged into this river that runs through Wangcheng.

Now there's a lot of yellow and white stuff floating on the river.

The river stinks and stinks, and at this time there are many Dalits by the river, carrying their master's 'gold juice’ and pouring it into the river.

Roland stayed around for a while and couldn't stand it, leaving two magic spiders behind.

He is now fortunate that he has already derived his reconnaissance spell.

Otherwise, let him search around the river himself, he'll have to give up in less than half an hour, then delete the task.

The mission was gone to trigger something else, but he couldn't stand to have a clean modern man working in this smelly environment.

Said he was sweet or impatient, but he wouldn't do it anyway.

It's not about survival.

He retreated back to East Avenue, leaving two magic spiders searching nearby, and he found himself a tavern to sit in.

The tavern was a bit noisy, and he went in and sat down and was quiet a lot.

Having ordered a glass of fruit wine, Roland started thinking about the Queen.

There are still too few clues, knowing that the queen was captured by the magician, and finding a dress about her.

Clothes appear by the river, representing many possibilities.

For example, the queen appeared by the river, or something bad was happening there. It is also possible that the murderer's voice struck the west, deliberately dropping a dress to lead people to the river, while he fled with the queen elsewhere.

But all of this is speculation, not exactly, but a little bit of Roland is at least certain.

The queen is in good shape.

The waist of the silk skirt is narrow, while the silk on the chest has two rounds stretching slightly outward in the arc… this is clearly a sign of being strung up.

I have a gift for being a detective.

Roland is a bit of a jerk.