Mages Are Too OP

Chapter 342: It's So Simple

Roland and Andonala, Vivian didn't talk.

Just quietly watching this little moustache come running over.

Britney stood up and smiled, “Clothes, parents? You built this theater? Or did I take your ticket? ”

Little moustache clog.

The Vienna Orchestra has now passed the majority of the Holeyweyne nation. The city has been there, the countryside has been there, there is no performance fee at any time. As for where their money comes from… On the one hand, in reality, they exchange soft sister coins for gold to live, the world's prices are extremely low, a gold coin saves money, don't buy magic objects, it is still very useful.

On the other hand, they organize some members to carry out the tasks of the mercenary trade union and obtain some funding for their activities.

After all, the bard profession is quite all-powerful.

Melee, spell, auxiliary, healing will all be a little bit. Together, several people can cope with most combat environments, and there is always a solution as long as the enemy's strength does not overwhelm them.

With real-life blood transfusions and occasionally earned money for activities, dozens of people in the Vienna band can eat and wear warmth without a problem. And for this group of people, there is no point in pursuing the enjoyment of life in the game, but it is more important to strengthen their professional abilities without taking advantage of this second life.

In real life, traveling around is almost impossible for most players.

Cost too much.

But in this world, it's simple.

Young and healthy, almost never sick body.

It's also a desert of culture and art, and their performances in every city are inspiring and admirable.

This feels really good.

They are able to exercise their abilities and meet their spiritual needs, and they naturally have fun doing what they get.

As for fighting, it's just an occasional dispensation.

The people of Vienna have a particular background in speaking because they do not depend on noble money to support themselves.

In addition to being immortal in battle, these arrogant nobles are not in sight.

Because in essence, they're more arrogant.

“If you have nothing to say, go back.” Britney smiles: “Tell your city owner, either he's having fun with the people, or we leave in three days. ”

The moustache stared at Vienna: "Aren't you worried that we'll notify the other lords so they won't let you into the city? ”

Britney fought a debt and looked at each other like an idiot: "How powerful is your city owner? All Hollywood listens to him? ”

Little moustache clog.

Britney continues to mock: "Besides, Holleywen is a small, remote country. What else could there be? France, Uruguay, the desert kingdom, etc.! You think your influence can go outside? ”

The face of the moustache is darker.

Finally, he hummed uncomfortably and left with a dozen elite soldiers.

Britney laughed and continued to chat with Andrea.

And Andonala's expression became a little strange.

Roland and continue bragging with a bunch of players.

Soon after, there was another middle-aged man, this time with a group of nobles, some thirty people, and a middle-aged male magician in a blue robe and blue cape.

The magnificent middle-aged man looked around the scene, while the magician's eyes looked at Roland with interest and finally at Andonala, and his expression looked rather strange.

But he quickly retracted his sight.

The middle-aged man walked up to Britney and looked down at her and said softly: "You are scorning us. ”

“No.” Britney shook her head slightly.

“To have ordinary people sit with us is to flout us.” The tone of the city's owner is faint, and even has a compelling power: “You feel from the heart that we are on par with the civilian population, it is not contempt, what is it? ”

“This is the fairness we seek.” Britney stood up and laughed, “This is the idea of our Golden Son. ”

“Life is born unequal.” The voice of the Lord of the City has slightly increased, and the face of the majestic State carries an alien expression: “Our nobles are born superior, which is the will of the gods, which is recognized by the gods. Why did you change it? ”

Britney knew that it was impossible to talk about equality with someone who had grown up in a world where 'people were precious' and who was still a vested interest.

Even if they understand, they pretend not to understand.

The simple truth is that few people are willing to give up their current status and interests.

So Britney just shook her head: “That's just what you think, not ours. I'm still saying that, either we all watch our show together, or we leave in three days. ”

“Can't change?” Asked the owner.

“No!”

The owner nodded and took a step back.

And the magician next to him stood up and said, "This beautiful lady, indeed, your golden son is strong, but we also found that you seem to be very constrained. For example... you don't seem to be able to kill people randomly, even if you want to, you have to have a very good reason? ”

Britney frowned unconsciously: "So what? Doesn't that mean we're different from you? ”

“Being a good person comes at a great price.” The magician laughed: “I am the president of Encarte City Magic Tower, Redding. I am a brother to Tobian, the current president of the Magic Society. ”

Britney is still a little confused: "So, what, you want the Magic Society to seal off our band and even kill us? ”

“How can we do such evil things? Isn't that why you attacked us?” The temperament of Redding is quite feeble and gives the impression of a snake in the eye: “But I can ask my brother, Chairman Tobian, for an order that all magic towers will no longer offer spell model buying and selling services to the Master of the Golden Son, and all magic towers and associations will no longer offer any help and services to the Golden Son. ”

Blaneyton was stunned.

Although the Magic Society usually has a weak presence, it is in charge of the transfer of magic skills, the purchase and sale of magic objects and magic materials.

If the Magic Society truly prohibits all its affiliates from helping players, the first of these is that the group of magicians is greatly affected, mostly to the point of mourning, and the average player is greatly affected.

For example, buying and selling magic equipment is a matter for all players.

Inappropriate equipment needs to be identified. If it is not needed, it can only be sold to the Magic Society. Players are dispersed throughout the country, and commercial players are temporarily unable to buy and sell magic equipment.

You want to sell it to players, or you need it, and you have to be close, far away, riding horses for a dozen days, and it's quite a hassle to trade.

So selling magic equipment to the Magic Society is the best option.

The price is fair.

In addition, many of the magic materials of the Magic Society are needed by all practitioners, be they magicians, magicians, or priests, or even their bards, and sometimes they have to buy them from the Magic Society.

The configuration of the practitioner in the team is quite important and has to do with the tactical difficulty of many small copies. If the executor's spell is restricted by the executable, the entire player population will be affected.

But if the Magic Society really kills the players... then all the players will probably have to blame them for not getting things right.

They're just a group of dozens of people who can't afford this much pressure.

Britney hesitated.

"We don't want to push you either," said Redding. "All you've done is give us a show, and the civilians will come back later to see you perform. It's that simple. ”