Mages Are Too OP

Because of Ashrosphen's reminder, Roland et al. did not enter the city when they passed through Bianca City, but bypassed the city from the side road.

The Grand Prince spends most of his time in the Royal City, especially at this critical moment, when he definitely has to pull his allies together in the political center to divide enemies and so on.

While the Grand Prince did speak wildly before, and the city of Anka did have some interest in the Queen's whereabouts, it was also more mobile than Anka City, where they could not be inspected by all, and most importantly, Roland and others bypassed from outside the city, making it even less likely that the soldiers of Bianca City would know that the Queen had passed by.

The convoy then passed through two more cities, where Roland and the chairman of the magic tower, both willing to communicate progress, had good luck.

Roland spent four or five days communicating with them and gained a lot.

So do the magic apprentices.

Communication takes time, travel takes time, the convoy takes almost a month, Roland and others go to Reed Village.

It is evening and several carriages drive on a somewhat narrow dirt road, trees on both sides bathed in orange red sunsets.

Andonala was in the carriage and seemed a little disturbed.

The so-called neighborhood is frightening, so roughly so.

Roland is still taking time to study elf magic, and he's thinking about how to reduce the conversion consumption of elf magic.

Now there are two directions, one is to change the node effect of elf magic and reduce energy consumption.

The other is to change one's mental power structure.

None of this is simple.

There's actually a third way to do this is to create an alchemy item that stores elemental magic and can change the frequency of magic, or magic equipment.

It's just unfortunate that Roland doesn't know alchemy, and the magic trick is just learning a fur.

So the third way is to give up and focus on the first two.

Moreover, there is a high likelihood that both approaches will be implemented.

When people are very focused, it's hard for them to feel the change in time.

Roland began to immerse himself in magic at noon, and it's been six hours now.

But he was still in that position, that expression, and it hardly changed for hours. If his body hadn't been shaking with the carriage, he would have kept his focus, and the outsiders would have seen it, they would have thought it was a fairly realistic figure, or a puppet of the dead.

The convoy came to a village before stopping.

The village was surrounded by mossy wooden fences and a dirty dirt road led to the centre of the village.

The fence also had a door made of wooden fences, and saw the convoy, filled with loess earth, patches of clothes and snotty children, stacking the fence together.

As the carriage entered the village, Andonala took the initiative to get in front and said to the carriage: “Go straight for a while, the first fork to the right, then stop in front of the highest, most beautiful little building in the village. ”

“Understood.” The driver answered.

About a dozen minutes later, the convoy stopped in front of a small white stone third floor.

The small building is surrounded by a wooden fence filled with green vines and flowers, yellow and white, making the fence look like a beautiful plant fence.

When a carriage was heard, a rather handsome middle-aged man appeared on the second floor, not too often, and a boy of about 10 years of age appeared on the balcony, both of whom watched the convoy downstairs with great interest.

Andonala sat next to Roland, shaking the latter's arm gently, said: "We're in Reed Village. ”

Roland was woken up by him, stunned for a while, and then he followed Andona out of the car.

As soon as Andonala jumped off the carriage, she looked up at the middle-aged man and little boy on the balcony, smiling and waving her hand up.

The middle-aged man was a little surprised to see her and quickly pulled the little boy off the balcony.

Soon after, they came out of the small building, opened the wooden fence door, a middle-aged man approached, looked at Andonala, and looked at Roland with a strange expression.

He's not talking.

But the 10-year-old boy came running over and stood in front of Andonala, excited to say, "Cousin, you're finally back. How many days are you staying? ”

The little boy was also very clear, and Andrea touched his little head and laughed: "At least stay four or five days. ”

Then Andorra raised her gaze and looked handsome, her hands behind her back, standing like a pine middle-aged man, and said, "Uncle, I'm back. ”

“I saw it.” The middle-aged man looked at Roland and said, "Anna, don't you want to introduce this friend? ”

Andonala's nickname among relatives is Anna.

A middle-aged man has been measuring Roland, and the more he does, the more alarmed he is.

He is a complex professional, similar to a magic swordsman, able to administer, and therefore has a good perception of mental fluctuations.

And Andonala is a swordsman, a purely physical professional, who can hardly feel spiritual fluctuations.

So a middle-aged man can feel that incredible power on Roland.

“This is the man I chose, Roland.” Andrea's expression was a little shameful, and she introduced the two of them: "Roland, this is my uncle, Cage Reed. ”

“Hello, Lord Reed. ”

Roland bent slightly, since he was the elder of Andonala, he still had the necessary courtesy.

“Hello, Lord Roland.” Cage weighed Roland again for a while and looked so weird, he seemed to have a lot to ask, but finally he smiled: “Nice to see you too. ”

At this point, the little boy next to him jumped up and shouted rather dissatisfied: "You haven't introduced me yet! ”

"This is my cousin, Cado Reed. ”

Roland smiled at the little boy: "Hello, Little Reed. ”

“Are you dressed as a magician?” Cado walks up to Roland and looks up at the latter, looking at him with a child-specific, innocent tone, and asks: “Brother Roland, can you teach me magic? ”

“Yes, as long as you want to learn.” Roland replied.

Cage shook his head and said, "Your Excellency, you don't have to ignore Cado. If he can't learn magic, let's say none of us can learn elemental magic at all. ”

“Why?” Roland was somewhat puzzled, and he could feel that Cage, or Cado, who was only about 10 years old, had weak magic in his body, which could at least simply inflict secondary magic.

“This seems to be caused by our veins.” Cage smiled.

“Brave blood?” Roland subconsciously questioned.

At this point, Cage frowned slightly and looked blamefully at Andonala.

And Roland naturally found this little look on his face, and he said, "It wasn't Andrea who told me, it was someone else. ”

Cage asked, “Who is it? ”

“Antice. ”

Cage was slightly silent for a while and naturally knew who Antis was.

He is also a nobleman and although he is not of high standing, he has occasionally lived in the royal city and met Antis several times as a child.

Antice was a royal relative, extremely high-profile, and grew up with Andorra from a young green plum horse. He thought these two equally beautiful people would get together, but didn't expect that Andorra wasn't even interested in Antice at all.

At this time, Vivian and six other magic apprentices also got out of the car, and after Cage had seen that these were nobles, he smiled and greeted him: "You are welcome to come to my place, please come in. ”

Come on, he let go of the wooden fence door and made an inviting gesture.

And the latter middle-aged housekeeper came out of the small building and led everyone into the room.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a huge mural on the wall of the main hall.

A brave man in white armor, with a long blue flaming sword and a white shield with a phoenix base pattern, stepped a giant red demon with horns on the ground and was about to stab him to death.

All the Guests' sights are drawn to this mural.

Cage smiled proudly.

Andrea came home with a relaxed look, and she looked around and asked, "Hasn't my father come back here recently? ”

“He took the merchants to Urganda.” Kiki asked everyone to sit down and say, "More than three months ago. ”

“You sit down and I'll get you dinner.” Come on, Andona went upstairs, changed her clothes very often, and with two maids behind her, changed her clothes, she seemed to have an extra taste for her wife: “Roland, what do you want to eat? ”

“Whatever! ”

‘Whatever’ was the hardest word, and Andona glanced at Roland and took two maids to the kitchen.

Roland introduced Cage to Vivian and others.

When I heard that they were magic apprentices on tour, Cage sat on the throne, showing a glimmer of nostalgia: "When I was young, I was a mercenary for years, and I lived that time until now, from time to time, in my dreams. ”

“Your Excellency was also a mercenary.” Vivian was somewhat surprised to say, "Andrea was a mercenary, too, so she learned from you. ”

Cagelborough felt free to touch her own stubble: “I taught her all the swordsmanship, although now she's almost more powerful than me. ”

At first sight of Cage, Roland implicitly guessed that Andonala's swordsmanship should have been taught by the latter.

After all, Andonala said that her father was a small nobleman and a businessman, and that before every run, he would put young Andonala in his brother's house, the village of Reed.

So Reed Village is Andonala's second home.

Cage chatted enthusiastically with the crowd for a while, and when the butler came down, he asked the butler to take the six magic followers to the cleaned rooms for a rest, while he hooked his finger at Roland.

Roland followed him to the living room balcony on the third floor.

Looking at the distant, low village thatched house, Cage asked softly, "What the hell is going on with you and Anna? How did a queen get mixed up with you? ”