Mages Are Too OP

Roland laughed as soon as he heard it.

Hit the player! Physically, this is impossible, after all, the player is not afraid to die.

“Have you forgotten the immortality of the Golden Son?” Roland made a gesture: “I told you, I don't care about this, I don't care about the Black Sand Gang. ”

Torrey shook his head with disappointment: "Your Excellency, if you do this, many people will be disappointed in you. Is it in your eyes that your own subordinate organization is used to abandon it at a critical moment? ”

Everyone was talking about it, and they felt a little strange about Roland's passion.

If you look at the naked eye, the faces of these people are in place, they have flat surfaces, but the eyes are dainty, they have frowns, they're angry, they're not enough.

It's as if Roland doesn't care what the Black Sand Gang does.

Roland doesn't believe in these nobles, and big businessmen are going to be so noble.

And now that Roland's mental strength is strong, he can distinguish clearly that these people's mental fluctuations are minimal, meaning that their mental and superficial expressions do not match.

And just to be straightforward, they're acting.

Playing Roland.

Roland bluntly said, "What do I do that has nothing to do with you, or do you, the big people who usually bully civilians and bully them, suddenly want to help the Black Sand gang? It's okay, I got it. ”

Everyone is Rin and nobody talks.

“This has nothing to do with us.” Torrey coughed and continued, “Your Excellency, if you will shelter us, we are willing to give you enough money. Three hundred coins first, and then every month, we all come out with another fifty coins, for ten years, how about that? ”

This is definitely an exaggerated number. Even the grand aristocratic family, hearing this number, has to be seriously considered.

But Roland made another gesture, please.

Not even this much money?

The group looked at Roland's smiling face and sighed and the fish went away.

And when they left, Andrea came out of the room and said, "Are we too talkative?" ”

“I don't think so.” Roland went to the window, looked at Magic Tower Square, and a group of people left: “These people seemed to have been photographed by someone. ”

Andona stood still and said, "Trailer lead them? ”

“Trawler has little power.” Roland shook his head: “Rationally, his response to threats from the Silver Wings Guild has been choking enough, and it's impossible to run against me unless...”

Two magic spiders emerged from Roland's side, then climbed down the window at an extremely fast speed, and finally at an extremely fast speed, under the trailer carriage.

Looking at the trailer leaving, Roland smiled and turned back to his study.

Torpedoes returned to their manor and remained in the study.

Soon after sunset, two men in black cloaks entered through the rear of the trawler estate, then through the back door into the mansion, and finally, led by the butler, into the study of the trawler.

The two visiting guests pulled down their black headcaps and unnecessarily sat opposite the trailer.

“How's it going? ”

Torrey shook his head: "I'm sorry, Lord Jason, Roland didn't fall for it. ”

Jason was somewhat disappointed, and he said uncomfortably, "You said you were going to give him a gold coin, and he didn't loosen his mouth? ”

“Rather, he seems angrier.” Torrey grinned.

Jason thought about it, and he said, "If you didn't succeed, then make it up to you. ”

“Sir, please give us another chance.” Torpedoes stand up violently: "Your conditions are too harsh. It's going to make us crap. ”

“Much better than no life, isn't it? ”

The trailer teeth chewed so loudly that they dared not refute a word.

“You're lucky I'm here.” Jason stood up and laughed, “If it was Hawker, half of you wouldn't die, it wouldn't be over. ”

Jason took out a white handkerchief, wiped his hand, threw it on the trailer face and turned away.

The tremendously humiliated trailer's eyes were congested, but he dared not say one more word.

Jason and the others headed outside the estate.

Always with Jason, the unspoken player asked: "Looks like Roland can't fall for it. He won't join the other little nobles. What do we do now? ”

“If Roland dares to unite with those aristocrats against us for the sake of his interests, we can upload the matter to the Forum and sell it to the Navy and discredit him in the Forum.” Jason said with dismay, "I just didn't think that Roland, the first of 300 gold coins, 50 gold coins a month of running water, he didn't even look at it, so what did he see? Beauty? We can only put this aside for a moment. Let's get rid of these noblemen and merchants who took our money, and then we'll get rid of Roland when we have the chance. ”

The player next to him cut the sound: "Roland, that kid is so lucky. ”

Two steps away, just outside the doorway of Trawley Manor, Jason suddenly stopped, and he stared ahead: “It doesn't look like luck. ”

The player next to the trailer stood still and looked forward, then found himself in the dark roadside grove ahead, slowly walking out of the two, then set his eyes and found Roland, as well as Andonala, wearing the Queen's crown.

Jason stared at Roland and wondered if he could possibly argue a wave.

But that's when the two magic spiders behind him jumped out, swiftly passing from his left and right sides, back under Roland's legs, climbing up his robe, and parked on Roland's left and right shoulders, respectively.

In the faint moonlight, these two magical spiders have a light blue glow.

Jason seemed to see both magic spiders laughing at themselves.

There's no chance of speculation anymore.

Roland stared at each other and said slowly, "Looks like you Silver Wings are gonna fuck with me, huh? ”

Jason didn't talk.

“Let me see, what good is it to ruin my reputation?” Roland's smile, in the dark moonlight, smelled like a rebel BOSS, which was mostly his act of laughter, but his eyes were so calm and a strange sense of ruthlessness: “Make me leave Del Bon City, or make me repeat the deletion? Even forcing me out of the game? And then you can monopolize Derbonne, including taxes? ”

Jason's pale expression got a little loose.

Roland shook his head: "Even the only benefit previously promised to me is to be taken away, and it seems that your Silver Wings funding chain is on the verge of collapse. ”

“So what if you knew? What are you gonna do? Kill me more than once?” Jason smiled.

“In the future, you Silver Wing Guild people, apart from the pier, will not enter the city of Del Bon again, or I will kill one if I see one.” After a pause, Roland raised his head slightly and his eyebrows picked up, even though he was about the same height as Jason, but this expression made him feel like he was looking up at each other: “I said. ”