Mages Are Too OP

“Smart? How?” Roland asked curiously.

“The king is dying.” Ashrosphen said faintly.

Roland looked surprised. He remembered the last time he saw the old king, he looked pretty spirited.

“How can you detect such news as the King's illness?” Roland swallowed the noodles in his mouth, quite admirably, saying: "Rather, the king should have blocked the news if he was seriously ill. ”

Ashrosphen took a water bag out of the system backpack and was just pouring water to clean his bowl and chopsticks.

But Roland flicked his finger gently with his already grown right hand, and a couple of water balloons hung around Ashrosphen.

After a short stay, Ashrosphen understood what Roland meant. He washed the wooden bowls and chopsticks in a water polo while admirably saying: "Or is it convenient for your magician? There are so many little tricks in life. ”

There are other players next to them who want to wash their dishes with the drinking water in their water bag, but when they see these clusters of water balloons, they immediately gather them together, fill their bowls with chopsticks, and a few clusters of water balloons become very cloudy.

These merchant players have developed a good habit of not wasting resources. After all, clean drinking water in their system backpacks is limited for those of them who have been running outside for years. Although they have plans, for example, about when to set foot in a city to replenish drinking water and food, there are often plans to keep pace with changes, so this kind of food can be wasted without wasting it.

Watching them all come together, Roland had to summon a dozen more water polo balloons to wash their dishes.

The hungry players are getting together again. Hi, song.

Andonala waited for a few people, sitting under a tree not far away, watching these ‘happy’ players, always feeling a little uncomfortable.

They felt that these people lacked a sense of life, that it was too light, that there was a sense of gameplay, that they didn't really care about anything.

This kind of attitude makes them a little unhappy, but somehow, inside, they kind of want to live like this.

And Ashrosphen put the bowl chopsticks back in his system backpack and went on to say, "It's blocked, but it's not very strong. After all, the king is already very ill, and many people below will start to think that it is impossible to completely block the news. ”

“So what's the point of the Great Prince's exorcism at the banquet? For the throne?” Roland is somewhat puzzled: “Andrea doesn't have much influence in the royal family, and when he does, he probably only makes people think he's tasteless, but makes people think he's impotent or something. If he contends for the throne, this is a negative statement. ”

Ashrosphen took a look at Andonala in the distance and explained: "But three of the people he feasted on had had a grudge against the Queen. And those three people, who are now all powerful people, he just wanted to use this method to tell those three that if they were interested in the queen, he was their alliance. As for the three men who have any grudges against the queen, ask her later, she should tell you. ”

“Do you even know that? ”

Roland thinks he's still underestimating these merchants, and they may not be very combative, but this intelligence power is a little outrageous.

“Do not sit on all 6 of the basics.” Ashrosphen smiled and went on to say: "Merchants, you have to get the information about the goods, and you have to get the valuable information, otherwise how can you call it a profession? Accurately predicting the future flow of goods in the market from the movement of the big people is a small tool that we must master. ”

“So...” Roland swept the wagon: "I think your cargo is all made up. ”

“Awesome. Looks like Roland is very qualified to be a businessman too. The arms business is abusive.” There are at least five princes, including bastards, capable of competing for the throne, and no fewer than thirty large nobles, small and medium-sized aristocrats, are similar in power to each other, and this instability in Holeyweyne could last for years. ”

“Then you merchants have a good chance to get poppy in the fire. ”

Ashrosphen shrugged his shoulders with pride and looked up at the sky and said slowly: “In reality, I have failed several times in my business. Although I have not lost my family fortune, my heart has been almost quenched. I was supposed to get a virtual cabin just for old age, but I didn't expect to be able to continue my ideals here. In this upheaval in Holleyweyne, we, the Guild of the Pond, will all have to reap sufficient benefits, as well as a voice. ”

Roland silenced for a moment and asked, "Did you choose a prince to invest? ”

“How clever!” Ashrosphen clapped his hands admirably: "Amazing, a man who can play with his grandfather's career. Interested in joining us, even though Holevon is only a small country, if we win, you will have a great deal to gain. ”

Roland looked quietly into Ashrosphen's eyes and the man's expression, as usual, looked like a hegemonic husky.

And he looked at the sand sculptors who were singing loudly, and he felt something in his heart.

Players are essentially systematically educated for at least a decade, no matter how much sand sculpture they do or how husky they do.

A lot of undergraduates, graduate students, feel like they've been studying for over a decade, and they haven't learned much, but that's how they compare, and that's who they are at the same level.

And there are always very few winners, so most people think they're mediocre.

But when we put this seemingly ordinary group of people into a world where the culture of knowledge is quite poor.

They're all top talent.

Though they all looked like sand sculptures, they were essentially just wearing a husky coat, and they were essentially a bad wolf.

Nearly a year of gameplay, players have gotten used to the world and are almost exploring it, ready to open their teeth to the world while taking off Husky's coat.

Roland silently said, “You've invested in a prince, so the other guilds will definitely invest in another prince, right? ”

“I suppose so, at least the Temple of Coke has its own goals. Now the Guild, which has a little sense of intelligence, is already acting quietly, and only the scattered players do not know what will happen.” Ashrosphen stood up and looked at the distance and said, "A strong player like you will definitely be the guest of all the guild seats, and besides us, others will surely ask for you, but I don't think any guild can be richer than our guild, so we can give you a lot. ”

Roland's eyes moved with Ashrosphen, and after a while, he looked at Andonala beside him and said, "I don't care. ”

Ashrosphen also looked at Andonala and shook his head helplessly: "You are a beauty lover than the mountains. ”

Then Ashrosphen walked a few steps ahead and shouted, "Well, we've had enough to eat and drink, and it's time to go. ”

A group of players brushed the floor and jumped, packed their things and took the carriage to the side of the road.

Ashrosphen also stood by the side of the road, shouting to Roland: "The Pond Guild will always welcome you, Lord Roland. ”

He then smiled and waved to Roland, leaving with the merchants.

The caravan wheels of the merchants made a 'rururu’ sound that gradually went away.

Andona pulled up and held Roland's hand and asked, "How did you get a little stiff all of a sudden after you had a good vibe? ”

“They say the king is dying.” Roland has been watching Andrea's expression change carefully.

Andrea stayed a little while before she understood what Roland was saying.

She was somewhat surprised, but without a hint of sadness and sadness.

She even got a little confused: "Well, how is he dying so soon, then my queen's identity is almost gone? ”

Roland asked casually, "Do you care about the Queen's identity? ”

“Absolutely.” Andrea's face rests on Roland's arm, and he says, “I have a queen's identity, so you'll be excited. Otherwise, what's the difference between me and a normal woman? ”

Well... Roland has some incomprehensible brain loops for Andonala.

Then Andonala suddenly smiled, her eyes spinning, and she rubbed Roland's arm gently with thick forearmor: "Why don't you try it while my queen is still alive? It's obviously exciting to treat a queen like this, otherwise I won't have a queen in a while, the excitement will drop dramatically! ”

Looking at the ripe Andona, Rolandon's body bursts with blood.

But less than two seconds later, he pressed the heat down with his strong mental strength: "We'll talk about this later. ”

Andrea smiled and whispered at him, seemingly saying that he was sulking, clearly moved, still holding on.

Roland coughed, turning the subject off: “Ashrosphen just told me that Bianca is the land of the great prince, and that he seemed to be against you. ”

“Very normal.” Andonala said strangely: “Don't talk about the great prince, almost all the princes who know about it have privately invited me to their land or the estate as a guest, the words are quite outspoken, I'm just lazy with them. ”

The royal family is a mess.

Roland sighed and said, "Bianca is the land of the great prince, where we were going to lay our legs, but now it looks like we can only go around the city. ”

“Well, I think it's better to go around.” Andonala nodded: “Although the great prince is weak, Vivian, their strength against a large number of elite soldiers is dangerous. ”

Roland now looks back at the direction the merchants are leaving and sees the black dots moving slowly in the distance.

He has the feeling that the world of games has grown to this point, that wars between players seem to be about to start to erupt on a massive scale.

It's people who want the benefit, and the players do the same.

And the biased player is immortal, and once it starts, I don't know what kind of damage it will do to the world.