Mages Are Too OP

“I would like to buy first- and second-level magic models from you as long as I don't.” Roland smiled and said, "By the way, just give me a fair price for everyone who's friends. ”

The oblique sunset reflected a rainbowy shine on Tobian's bald head, and he closed his eyes for a moment and said, "Your Excellency, the last time you said that your Golden Son had a peculiar ability to remember everything you've seen? ”

Roland nodded and the system camera functionality was so powerful.

“Then it's done. I can show you all the spell models for half an hour for free.” Tobian laughed, “Not a penny. ”

Roland stunned: "So what's the price? ”

“I told you, free. ”

Roland frowned slightly: "But there is an interesting thing about our Golden Son, that free stuff is often the most expensive. ”

Tobian stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Well, I must say, you are indeed very vigilant. First of all, because you've only been looking at it for half an hour, and you haven't taken the model, and that's nothing in the association. Secondly, I'm still saying that I hope you won't stop me from becoming president. Since you're my ally, what's so strange about me creating benefits for my allies? ”

Roland understands what Tobian means, and he wants Roland to try to be on his side.

Before coming, Roland had calculated that, at the price of the current spell model, Roland would have to pay at least 100 gold coins to buy all of the Tier 1 and 2 magic.

That's a lot of money.

If you can take a picture of yourself, you can save a lot.

Thinking about it, Roland smiled, “Well, I'll have to take care of you. ”

As soon as Tobian heard Roland's name, he understood his choice and laughed with great joy: "No trouble, please wait, I've moved the spell model from the club. ”

Two hours later, Roland left Tobian's magic tower.

He got a model diagram of thirty-seven kinds of magic, which is not the number of all first- and second-degree magic, but at least it's more comprehensive.

There are at least three or four kinds of magic, whether it's response, auxiliary, or harmful.

By then, it was night and the curfew had begun again.

Roland took a seat at a tavern and ate while viewing the newly obtained spell model in a system camera.

Friends who like to read know that time passes especially fast while reading books of interest to them and eating.

And when you don't know it, you eat a lot.

Roland is completely obsessed with the beautiful structure of a paradigm model, eating a mouthful of tender lamb from time to time and drinking a sip of wine.

Soon after, the guests of the tavern came and walked, leaving Roland alone, and the owner and the bartender were fighting hard.

Finally, the boss couldn't help but hesitate a lot and came forward with courage. "Dear Wizard, we are so sorry that we are closing. ”

Roland just woke up from the structure of the spell, and he looked around, and he looked at the boss, and he said, "Aren't you open all day? ”

“The Magic Palace is generally open all day only at Nightingale. ”

Roland was helpless, leaving behind two silver coins and leaving the tavern.

The number of pedestrians on the streets is particularly low because it is already late at night and there are orders for a half-curfew.

Occasionally, five or six royal patrols can be seen walking by.

But when I saw Roland in his magic robe, I didn't dare to come up and fight.

Roland intended to stay in a hotel and walked, but found a group of people from across the street, hurried, even with a breath of anger, giving a sense of impatience.

They were all dressed in black, covered in black, and guarded a man in the middle in a black robe hood.

Roland judged from the other person's posture, the walking posture, that she was supposed to be a good age woman.

But he didn't do much, so he quickly retracted his sight.

It's not that they're being held hostage, and a woman hiding in a black robe, where the spell structure is interesting.

Now all he wants to do is find a quiet hotel and continue to analyze the spell maps he's just got.

Just as the two sides were about to pass by, the black robe guarded in the middle suddenly shouted, "Lord Roland, please wait. ”

Roland stunned for a moment and the sound was a bit isolated.

Then the black man quickly walked up to him and removed his mask.

Long blonde hair, big eyes, small nose, cherry lips.

Roland reacted violently. Isn't that the princess who released the mission?

He smiled immediately: "Long time no see, Your Highness. ”

Roland has always been very fond of someone who can publish a mission. She came to the door on her own, didn't she have another mission?

Roland was a little happy thinking about it.

Princess Evel grabbed Roland's left hand and said in a hurry: "Great, at such a critical moment, I can't believe that someone like you with such a sense of justice, it seems that the Goddess of Fate has not given up on me. ”

Are you really on a mission?

Roland was quite happy to ask, "Princess Evey, can I help you? ”

Lorraine was glad she had a job to do, but Evie misunderstood Lorraine's smile and thought she meant something to herself. After all, she looked really pretty.

“Can you accompany me to the palace? I need your protection. ”

Roland heard this, his mouth crooked, and he shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't help you with this. ”

Just kidding, he kidnapped the queen, the royal family had already given him a face without a hunting order, and now he, the murderer, has to run to the house, it's not intentional to stimulate each other.

Roland was going to shake Princess Evey's hand gently, but he just grabbed it tight.

“Why?” Eve wondered: “I really need your help. I can give you a lot of gold coins. Other conditions are, it's really urgent right now, I can't find any other help. ”

Roland explained, "You should have heard that I took Andonala away, and if I went to the palace, whatever it was, it must have been on fire. ”

“I know, of course I know, I admire you for this.” Eve dragged Roland's hand to her chest and said in a hurry: "So if you come with me, at least take this opportunity to ease your relationship with our royal family! ”

Roland was a little surprised, thinking about it for two seconds, and he said, "Can I hear something? ”

“Can we talk while we walk? ”

“Okay.”

Ever again covered herself with a hood, while she quickly walked forward and whispered: "Veronica is poisoned, a special poison that cannot be dispelled by magic, and only certain drugs can be detoxified. Now she's protected by her father in the palace, and I brought her back to understand the poison, but I can't guarantee that I'll be safe in the palace. ”