Mages Are Too OP

Chapter 399: Special Plays

That made Anse's forehead blue-head cold-blooded, and even devastating for Roland.

But he finally held on and sat back. Again, measure Roland carefully.

He is speculating whether Roland intends to threaten himself with doing business with him, or… after all, in the eyes of politicians, most people behave with special intentions.

Roland wants to threaten himself. What do you want?

But on that scale, he discovered that Roland had a homogeneous scent. He was a little stunned: "Wait, you're one of our Elves? Aren't you the son of gold? ”

“I am the son of gold. Yes, I don't know what happened to the Genie bloodline. ”

Roland doesn't want to talk about hybrids.

After all, it is difficult to explain that only the player may choose this specialty.

“Perhaps your ancestors have joined our Pokémon.” Anse said peacefully.

He thinks the Golden Son can come to the world, which means there's a way to get to the Golden Son. For thousands of years, the elf slave trade has not been broken, and it is not surprising that an occasional elf woman has been trafficked to an exotic location.

Anse's expression eased a lot as he felt the smell of his own kind on Roland.

“So, what do you want the blood of a mother tree to do?” Anse looked into Roland's eyes to see if he was lying: “I want to hear the truth. ”

“Destroy Druid, and the mysterious walker.” Roland's words went down, and he saw that Anse didn't react very well and went on to say, "I want to move on to one of these two careers. ”

Anse's expression is calm: “It seems that you also know the two professions, no wonder you want the blood of your mother. ”

Roland nodded with a smile: "I don't think it's too hard for you, Elder Elf, to get the tree juice of the world tree. ”

“But why should I help you? Just because you're one of us? But if you want to come back, swear to stay in the forest forever under your mother's tree, and serve the people, I can help you figure it out. ”

Roland drank the juice, he was thinking.

Now a new system interface pops up in his system window.

‘Elf Anse is inviting you to join the Elf Clan:’

Agreed!

‘Reject!’

Roland thought for a while, shook his head and said to Anse, "Sorry, I still feel like a human being. ”

The system interface flashed and disappeared.

Anse's face showed disappointment.

If one of the Pokémon can have a people who won't die and are quite talented, then there are many troublesome things in the family that can be solved.

Things that are quite dangerous, even very likely to lose their lives, can be done by him.

It can then also be seen as an external deterrent.

Anse is well aware that the Pokémon are getting weaker and weaker now, and if they hadn't been sheltered by the Mother Tree, the Pokémon would have been wiped out by humans.

It is also one of his aspirations to find a strong fighting force within the community.

Unfortunately, this golden son of elf descent was reluctant to join... but Anse was not exasperated, and he was well aware that the idea of a moment did not mean that it would last a lifetime and could be changed.

Now hold the line, there will always be a chance to lobby him again.

“Well, since you don't want to come back, let's get down to business.” Anse shrugged and said, "The blood of the mother tree is very precious, and I can't get it, but it costs a lot. So... what can you offer? ”

“Our Golden Son has nothing but strength. Besides, you elves are certainly not interested in money or anything like that.” Roland thought about it and said, "So I can only promise you that in the future you will have some very troublesome things that you will not be able to do, and I can help you. But there's a premise that it can't be evil. ”

Black Leaf players are close, and Roland doesn't want to end up like that.

Anse shrugged and said, "Okay, you stay here for three days, and if I don't come to you within three days, you leave. ”

“Do you agree?” Roland was somewhat surprised that he did not expect Anse to speak so well.

Anse stood up, smiled softly and turned away from the hotel.

Walking in Ile Town, Anse was comforted to see the lively scene.

More than a hundred years ago, there was no town of Il, which was built thanks to his efforts.

This town has solved a lot of problems for the elves, like salt and iron, like intelligence.

And as a buffer for the elves and the outside world, many half elves return to their communities through the almost isolated elves connected to the town of Il.

It shows that his political philosophy is right and his teacher is wrong.

Simply protecting one's own people and stabbing all nearby races like hedgehogs is in itself a way of taking death.

But even so, the indirect killer still has a scar in his heart that is difficult to heal.

Watching the elves and humans live in harmony in this town, Anse smiled contentedly and left.

And Roland stayed at the hotel, studying magic, for three days, not long.

But it didn't occur to me that the next day, he was in a little trouble.

Some nobles began to come looking for him.

Either fight him or find a way to make him look ugly, like giving Roland ten gold coins and giving Roland a strip dance or something.

Or if Roland had just entered the game, poor and white, he might have thought about it.

But now there are hundreds of gold coins in the system backpack, and he needs it?

Immediately a magical whirlwind rolled this little nobleman out of the hotel and fell into a hungry dog eating shit.

At the same time, I know why I have so much trouble finding myself.

It turns out Susie was disgusted that she was being followed, so she let go and slept with whoever could embarrass Roland.

She thought that Roland was too strong to turn his face against the many nobles.

Networking is her advantage, and since she can't do it, she uses it to hit Roland.

Rolandon was speechless, and then he patted the table and stood up and went to Susie's manor, moving straight away, the ice ring, the coma... it didn't work.

Just press Susie by force with the hand of the magician, then tie her up with a rope and hang her from a tree outside Susie Manor.

He sat under the tree and took out a book and beat whoever dared to save him.

At one point, he hit the whole town of Ile with a bunch of young people crying out for their mothers.

The Elf Sheriff came and looked at it as punishment, but Susie shrugged her shoulders, laughing at Roland and walking away.

Susie was hanged for three days, with no food, no water.

Professionals are tough, but even so, Susie almost lost half her life.

At first she scolded Roland, struggling like a fish ashore from time to time, but begged for forgiveness now.

Then on the evening of the third day, Anse came.

He found Roland, watching him hang from the branches, weak, dressed in chaotic Pokémon, and smiled at Roland: “Turns out you like this kind of play. The women in our family are very supple, so long as you go back to the family and find a partner, this kind of play is insignificant. ”