Mages Are Too OP

Before exchanging experiences with the elderly, Roland went back to the hotel and added 'unobstructed communication' magic to Beta.

At the same time, tell them that they are going to learn some knowledge and magic and may not return to the hotel in a short time. If "unhindered communication" fails again, let Beta help put in "language literacy" first. Although you cannot understand the text, the basic communication is not a problem, which is that the speed of intelligence collection will decrease.

Everyone understands.

Knowledge is the magician's second life, which everyone knows.

Li Lin smiled and said, “Is she a beautiful teacher? ”

“An old man.” Roland smiled and said, "But he has a very beautiful granddaughter. Shall I introduce you? ”

Li Lin waved: “Forget it, there are so many beautiful women in this game. If you see a pretty one, go talk about emotions, don't you want to die tired? Anyway, there are plenty of prostitutes, there are plenty of pretty ones, and I'm not afraid of getting sick in the game, so why should I give my feelings? ”

Everybody laughed, and this guy, he's got a point.

But the rich generation always acted on their own, and Roland was too lazy to persuade him.

Subsequently, several people exchanged information gathered and did not have much of value. Their main task is to get water from the Light Springs, robbery is definitely not possible, and theft... Husserley is not confident that he can hide his invisibility from more than a dozen master guards at close range.

If there is no way, continue to gather information.

After eating and drinking, several people set out from the hotel to gather information.

Roland came to the big library again and waited for Lamia outside to meet him. He greeted him with a smile: "The room is ready, Your Excellency. Please come with me. ”

After speaking, the girl took the initiative to step forward.

She was wearing a spacious white robe and her body didn't look good, but she was supposed to be a slender woman from the light steps she walked and the elongated swan neck.

Roland, take a few steps and walk with her.

Many of the pedestrians around her saw Lamia and greeted her proactively, and Lamia responded with a smile.

While looking at the situation, Roland had the impression that the girl was a city celebrity.

Lamia barely talked to Roland on this journey.

Instead of saying that she had no manners or a cold personality and didn't want to talk, she had to respond to pedestrian greetings on the way, so on the way, Roland just watched her wave slightly and greet the pedestrians on the side of the road, until half an hour later, before walking to a big estate, there were no more pedestrians, and she stopped.

“Sorry, I didn't have time to talk to you the whole way.” Lamia's red eyes fell on Roland: “At the same time, I have a question… why do I understand that you speak a language other than ours? ”

Roland stunned: "Don't you know the language? ”

Lamia shook her head, and then she asked curiously, "From this name, does it seem that if you know the language, you can understand the words of all races? ”

“Theoretically so.” Roland said, "For example, when I first came here, I could communicate with you, thanks to this magic! ”

Lamia's eyes lit up: “Can this magic even read our words? ”

“Knowledge of language only understands what people say.” Roland stood still and explained, "If you want to understand the text, it's 'know the text’. It is.”

Lamia's eyes are already gleaming: "So if you understand both kinds of magic at the same time, can you go somewhere in the world? ”

“Theoretically so.” Roland nodded.

Lamia glanced at Roland in disgust: "How do you like to say such vague, even vague words? ”

“Because I can't guarantee that there are places where the use of both magic is forbidden. ”

Lamia nodded: “It's possible, I heard Grandpa say, that some places are forbidden. But you are too rigid, not romantic at all, how can you poke a girl's fantasy? ”

Roland smiles and doesn't argue or explain.

At this point, the two guards of the estate opened the door and Lamia took the lead.

Roland followed her.

The estate has high walls that you can't see from the outside.

But when he came in, Roland found the estate interesting.

estates like Holleyweyne, which are generally dominated by open terrain, are typically in the middle of the estate, and then large lawns are spread throughout the estate, with fountain squares at best, or a few little things like heights and lows.

Few trees, even trees, are planted on the edge or outside of the fence to shield them from sight.

Anyway, within 20 meters of the house, it's hardly going to be too many trees.

This is to prevent the assassin from touching the latter, who is not easily concealed.

But this estate is different, with many trees planted, but also fake mountains, small lakes, and even artificial creek pools. The slate trail beneath Roland's feet is also bent, blinded and invisible, but with a few more steps and a turn, you can see another view.

For example, from the Yellow Leaf Forest to the Saffron Forest, walking more than a dozen meters, turning a bend, and becoming the style of the bridge-water people.

It has a fairly curved feel to it.

Roland enjoys the unique layout of the estate and the spiritual power of the surrounding area.

There are at least a dozen guards hiding in the darkness of the estate.

Roland thought he didn't know, followed Lamia to a wooden building on two floors.

The old man was sitting at the wooden door, underneath him was a dark yellow wooden lounger.

He heard voices, opened his eyes, saw his granddaughter and Roland, got up immediately, and Lamia quickly walked over and lifted the old man up.

“Finally.” The old man grinned: “I'm ready for the room, please come with me. ”

The three of them went upstairs to a large room on the second floor, which was spacious, but had several bookshelves on the corner of the wall, each filled with books.

Lamia helped the elderly sit down and went downstairs to prepare food and drink.

The old man asked Roland to sit down and laughed: "Gentiles, thank you for coming to my house. ”

“You're welcome, just take what you need.” Roland said softly.

“Don't be so profit-oriented.” The old man laughed and he had few teeth left in his mouth: "Couldn't it be the process of knowing each other and corroborating each other's theory of magic? ”

The old man, who lived for decades, spoke a little more than he did, and Roland shook his head slightly: "Of course, if you think so, you can. ”

The old man laughed: "You young man, that's funny. Things don't look too good. ”

Roland shrugged his shoulders regardless.

After a long meeting, I saw Roland without expressing any opinions, and the old man said: "Actually, this time I asked you to come over and I wanted to confirm one thing with you, on the one hand, and with your spell model on the other. ”

“Go ahead. ”

“Actually, you're from the future. Or you're the children of the future as opposed to this city. ”

That sentence was like thunder, and Roland's subconscious stunned.

Did the old man see who he was?

Is this a ‘plot' of the system, or... is this a real person in front of you?

If the latter is the case, Roland's previous assumptions are wrong. Many plans have to be overturned.

And Roland has confirmed that they are still underground.

Now the whole thing has come up with a lot of uncertainty.

Whether it's a copy or the real world is important to Roland.

If it's just a simple copy, then things can be done 'run away', but if these people are real, then… things have to be considered carefully.

Taking a slight breath, Roland asked, "Why would you think that? ”

The old man grinned: "Because you can be here, it's my work. ”

“What about evidence? ”

“The fireball.” The old man laughed: “I am a Saint Devil's Advisor, and although my eyes have flown, my spiritual strength still works. In fact, at the moment you were enlarging the fireball, I saw the spell model, although not completely comprehensible, but... I can probably understand the idea, which is not a legal concept that exists in the world today, whether it's the kingdom of the elves, the kingdom of the beasts, or the kingdom of France next door, there is no such idea of the spell model, very novel, far beyond our time. ”

Roland was silent for a while and said, "Anything else? ”

“And of course, you speak a language I've never heard, but I can understand it.” The old man said softly, "This is supposed to be a kind of magic that promotes communication. Future magicians, well done. So convenient magic has been invented. ”

Roland shrugged, “You're right, we're from the future, but I'm curious, you said you dragged us into the world? ”

“Yes.” The old man nodded: “It's me. ”

“How did you do that?” Roland asks, "It's only logical that time is irreversible. ”

This is also why there is no god of time.

There is a tertiary magic called Time Return, but in essence, it's just a mirror, to see what happened before, and it doesn't change anything.

“Time is indeed irreversible!” Old man nods: “But time can accelerate, tributaries can cross. ”

There was paper and a pen ready on the table, the elderly drew several strokes, drew a large river, a tributary emerged upstream of the river, and a tributary emerged in the middle stream, both of which spread downward, converging on the downstream side, and eventually folded back into the river.

“Look, different times, can meet. I predicted that the city would be destroyed.” The old man smiled, “So I made a wish that someone would come and save the city. ”

“Wish technique?” Roland looked at the old man with surprise: "Was it big or small? No, the little wishing technique doesn't have such a powerful ability to drag a whole city of people into accelerating their time instantly, it should be the big wishing technique. ”

The old man laughed: “Turns out you still have a lot of stories in your time. I created the wishing technique, so you may have heard my name! ”

“Duncan?” Roland jumped in shock.

“No, my real name is Devil Duncan.” The old man said softly.