Mages Are Too OP

Andonala was all over Roland, cheeks flying and glorious, and at first glance she looked delighted.

At this point, a warrior-like man walked past Roland, walking aside and pretending to spit: “Tui, fill me with dog food and my teeth are all sweet. “

It's in heavenly Dynasty.

Behind this man, there were three other fighters, who also walked past the two of them pretending to spit 'tui’.

Soon there will be no outsiders in the garden.

Andonala hugged Roland's arm and smiled reluctantly to let go. The latter smoked lightly a few times... Although the power of the Mage was much higher than that of a normal man, it was impossible to compare him to a warrior.

Return to your room and Roland rests in a bench.

Players don't need to sleep, they can quickly regain strength as long as they don't exercise hard.

Soon Vivian came back from the Tower of Magic, and she held White Amber and saw Roland, her eyes glowing.

The three of them chatted for a while, then ate something, and then Andonala continued to watch the house, and the main tower and Vivian went to the magic tower.

Although he hasn't been back in over a month, the magic tower runs as usual, and Vivian manages everything very well.

As soon as Roland returned, he was welcomed by the magic apprentices.

After more than a month of academic questioning, all the confusion was thrown out and they lined up to ask Roland about the process, which lasted almost two days.

It wasn't until the end that two players came up to the study.

They are not as respectful, or even humble, as other magic apprentices are in front of Roland.

It's just that their faces are a little awkward.

One of them said, "Roland, the conflict between our guild and your guild. I just saw it on my guild page. I don't want to comment on who's wrong. I just wanted to ask, can we still learn magic here and use the resources here? ”

Roland sighed: "I wanted to discuss this with you in a few days. If you want to leave the Silver Wings Guild, that's fine. ”

The person who spoke looked a little suspicious and began to think down.

And the other magic apprentice said, "Why are you so mean? What's the matter with ordinary players like us? How can our interests be sacrificed at will? ”

“That's a bit of a contradiction.” Roland laughed softly: “Since you have nothing to do with the high echelons, it doesn't matter if you leave the Guild. Since you want to be loyal to the Silver Wings Guild, you can't say 'it doesn't matter’. ”

The man was immediately poorly spoken, but his expression was even more unpleasant.

Another person thought about it for a while and said, "Well, I quit the Silver Wings Guild. ”

“You're crazy. ”

“I'm not crazy.” The man shook his head: “It's been over six months since the game started, and I've never been taken care of by the Guild. If so, I was recommended to be a magic apprentice here in Roland, but it was Roland, not the Guild, who essentially helped me. And over the past six months, we've done so much for the Silver Wings, even donated money, and what have we got? I'm a little tired of studying magic now, and I don't want to do so many touchy things. ”

“But if we stick around for another two or three months, we'll get a bonus. ”

“Don't you see? ”

“See what? ”

The withdrawing player smiled and said, "The Silver Wing Guild is shifting in the direction of the company. Don't you think the routine is familiar? First recruit employees to work, let them work for nothing, then give them chicken blood, say that all you have to do is persevere is win, the company profits or after the listing, everyone is a shareholder, all can get a lot of money, if you don't pay, there is no gain, etc. ”

“This...”

“But how many words does a capitalist count? Even Jack Ma, a former teacher, now thinks 996 is a blessing. ”

“In short, I trust the Chairman and the Vice Chairman. ”

“I intend to stay here. ”

That's about it, players who don't want to quit, look at Roland with hatred, and turn around and leave.

And the person who stayed smiled at Roland: “It's much more comfortable to say the words. I didn't want to be in the Silver Wings Guild anymore. The hierarchy is too serious and the utility is too heavy. ”

Roland looked at the player and hesitated for a moment and said, "Vincent, you must have an LV3 by now. How many magic have you learned? ”

“Not much has been learned, is that the magic of the magician's hand has been learned and is now learning to self-destruct small fireballs.” The player's expression is somewhat embarrassing: “My talent is not very good. Most of my mathematical knowledge from college has been returned to my teacher. I am now making up for it, but it is hard, after all, to focus less than I did in college. ”

Roland thought about it and said, "Do you want me to raise your salary? How about a gold coin? ”

The player's name is Vincent and he has a pretty good personality. According to Vivian, Vincent has a good personality, but anything he understands will be taught to other magic apprentices for free.

To put it this way, with Vincent here, Roland's teaching pressure has been reduced by at least a third.

Besides, the other party is LV3, this level is already the official magician, a raise in wages should be.

But they can't compete with Roland.

Roland came here with valuable spell-derived models, lots of new magic, and Vincent was simply here to learn, just to teach his pupils and sisters.

If an analogy had to be simple and understandable, Roland was a university lecturer, a highly qualified one, and Vincent was, at best, an assistant lecturer.

The wages and rights of the two are, of course, different.

Roland thought they'd be happy to accept it, but didn't expect them to reject it.

“No, just give me some more spell resources.” Vincent laughs: “Do you know how many gold coins I've donated to the Silver Wings in the last six months? ”

"Twenty thirty?” Roland guessed.

“No less than 150. ”

Hiss... another rich man.

Then Roland pressed his forehead and said helplessly: "This is a hassle, and I'm guessing he'll have to rush me when Hawk gets back. ”

Roland, this is kind of a direct kidnapping of a ‘shareholder' of the Silver Wings Guild, and it's kind of a shareholder who doesn't pay back.

Vincent laughed, “The more capable, the more burdensome. ”

“Responsibility is a burden… it also makes sense.” Roland smiled, "I'll tell Vivian when your magic resources double in the future. ”

“Thanks. ”

Vincent nodded to Roland and left the study.

Not long later, Vivian walked in.

Roland said to her: "In the future, Vincent doubled his monthly resources. In addition, how many channels and piers of our magic tower are sticking together, make a cut as soon as possible. ”

Vivian was a little surprised, but she didn't ask much, just nodded and said she understood.