Mages Are Too OP

Little John came to the banquet when he received the invitation.

But nobody talked to him, and a lot of people saw him, as if they didn't see him, including some relatives.

Little John thought Roland was just trying to humiliate himself by inviting himself.

He thinks it doesn't matter. He can stand it.

But it didn't occur to Roland that he was well received, that he had no grandeur, and that he had not said anything strange about Yin and Yang.

This made little John uncomfortable, but he was alone in the shadow corner, looking at his mother and sister, talking to noble women like Queen Andonala.

He hummed, feeling that both his mother and sister were traitors and that his father had died for more than a year, and that they had become so close to the enemy.

No conscience.

He forgot, however, that his mother and sister had seen their fathers and sons with their own eyes, giving up and even sacrificing their lives.

It's just that Roland, they have no habit of causing harm to women and children.

That's what keeps the madam and the lady alive, and she's still alive and well.

Little John thinks he's a bearer of humiliation, and he'll lurk until he finds Roland's weakness and a chance to fight back.

At that time, he would return everything Roland had given himself in a proud gesture.

He came to the party tonight because he heard there were going to be a lot of golden sons tonight.

He came to see if he could pull one or two together. Even if he couldn't pull them together, it would be nice to get along.

Maybe one day we can use their power.

But now little John is desperate.

Pulling people together requires capital, and their capital is the authentic heir of Derbonne, and they can promise a lot of things.

But Roland now has this enchantment technology… without the advantages of his mission.

Capital needs to be compared.

A super talent who can enchant epic equipment, and a disempowered, so-called heir, with whom does the average person prefer to work?

You can think of it on your knees.

Little John felt the whole world was pitch black, without even a little starlight.

Dinner was a success, and Roland's banquet, there was never any secret party after that.

Drive when the time comes, leave no one behind.

Generally, all Guests will not be happy without such a reservation after dinner.

After all, the banquet itself is a social occasion.

But now they think it's worth it.

Roland was too violent to be a brilliant Enchanter.

And Roland not only promoted himself on the upper level, but also on the lower level.

The next day he went to the royal family and again found the president of the Bard Union and gave him a hundred gold coins. He asked the Bard Guild for help so that he could enchant the matter of 'automatic repair’ and pass it on to any place the bard could reach.

Each month thereafter, the Bard Union will also be given 50 gold coins to fund its activities for a further six months.

The president of the Bard Union patted his chest and said excitedly that it would be done properly.

Then Roland left the union and went to the Althea family.

He wanted to meet Betta, and Dana received Roland herself and said that Betta had left three days earlier.

At this time, Dana is even prettier. At first glance, she is already LV5. It seems that the improvement effect of Light Springs Water on the talent of saints is very obvious.

Roland was a little surprised to see Dana's rather grudging and lost eyes.

Betta, didn't you just think of breaking your ‘magician's body' in the game some time ago? Why is such a good little beauty in front of you, but she hasn't moved?

Strange as it may be, Roland doesn't intend to take care of Betta's personal affairs, especially emotional ones.

Two random conversations, Roland went back from King's Town to Del Bon, and then talked to Charles.

Charles's attitude was obviously a little more arrogant than Douglas's, but it wasn't anywhere annoying and he didn't want to do business.

Fourteen pieces of equipment and materials were also brought, and the manual fees were also paid first, which was quite atmospheric.

Since Douglas doesn't care about the latter getting in line, Roland certainly doesn't either.

Help him process it, we got the money anyway.

And this time, not only did he process more equipment, but Roland was also more familiar with the "inspiration" of automatic repair magic, and then he realized that the automatic repair technique, in fact, was regular, because he couldn't catch the pattern before him because of the mixing of other ‘energies', or the medium of action, in causal magic.

Time!

Time is a concept for us, it's invisible and untouchable.

Because it's high-dimensional, and defining it with three-dimensional thinking is confusing in itself.

It's like an ant crawling on an elephant, and it's actually an elephant's fur, but it's just fur. Elephant morphology, weight, internal flesh, bones, all invisible.

And then the ants say that the elephant is a layer of fur.

The definition of time in our three-dimensional organism is like the definition of an elephant in an ant.

The appearance is right, but the essence is wrong.

Defining and applying low-level causal magic with the fur that you see this time can occasionally work, which is also known as' Spiritual Flash ’.

It's called Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi.

The magician's access to time is due to something like spiritual power, which is an evolution.

It's the key to human evolution toward Gao Di.

Roland's spiritual strength, almost the strongest of his peers, was practicing automatic restoration techniques as if he were constantly pushing against the gates of time magic.

So much so that it knocked the door open, and that gap was still opening at a very slow rate.

And the 'time’, ‘knowledge’ in the gap, flows slowly out of the gap.

Roland's ‘spirit' sees and tries to contact fusion.

Roland's ‘biological hierarchy' now resembles a mutant 'ant’ that grows a lot of elongated tentacles that can replace that poor field of view, poor perception.

Now Roland, this ant, can already see the size of an elephant, the extent of a piece of fur, and it can see some of the fat, some of the platelets, underneath the fur.

For elephants, Roland has a new perception, but it's still very shallow.

Another month went by, and Roland ended Charles' enchantment and announced that he was going to think in the magic room and clear his mind for more than a dozen days.

In the meantime, if there's nothing too important, don't bother him.

In fact, Roland thinks not only in the game, but also in reality about this time and magic.

They don't go to the knife gallery anymore, and they stay in the room every day, sitting on a bed, thinking about the connection between the two.

But in reality, the body is too weak to be able to mental at all. Even thinking about the whole day is not as good as thinking about what you get for an hour in the game.

Roland has already felt that being in the game and who he is and what he is in reality, at the mental level, is the intellectual difference between a wise man and a modern man.

After more than a dozen days of reflection, he came out of the lab.

This time he seemed to have it all, but did not feel any tangible progress.

There's a 'brain says I will, but hands say you won't’ this depressing feeling of plasma wall separation.

And then he was upset, and Andrea was unhappy to see him, and then Vivian gave him some relief.

That's why women are the bay of heroes.

After a day of being bored with two women, Roland was in a much better mood.

And then he was in the mood for a forum.

As soon as it came to the forum, it appeared that something was wrong.

A lot of people scolded him.

Roland, confused, opened a few posts, figured out why, and then said nothing.

This is a real world, so… the economic system is also real.

The magic material itself is a scarce item, and then Roland consumes a few more magic materials, especially auto-repair technology, involving fourteen commonly used items, which are also very large.

Everyone wanted to get superb equipment, and a large number of millionaires swept in Holeyweyne and fired up the price of magic materials related to Holeyweyne as a whole.

This affects the interests of many magicians.

And then these magicians started hoarding, afraid they'd run out of them in a short time.

Then there was market panic, and as long as it was magic, it started hoarding.

As a result… the price of magical goods throughout the Holeyweyne State soared at an exaggerated rate.

All practitioners were affected.

In fact, in this world, when most magic is applied, it needs to be applied materials. Little fireballs need a little sparkling stone to be used as the medium. Roland doesn't need it, he ordered the practice free material expertise.

Not everyone has the specialty of "law-exempt", especially priests and magicians, who barely order the specialty of "law-exempt".

Because magic, and blood magic, rarely requires magic material.

However, "very little" does not mean "no", but there are a few practical types of magic that need to be applied.

For example, the ‘life-enhancement’ magic of the Shinto religion requires a rather common kind of special grass, which is usually cheap, but now even the grass has been hoarded and the price has more than tripled.

Similar examples abound.

Son, the price of magic materials across Holleywen is going crazy.

And this is spreading to the countries surrounding Holevon.

If only the law enforcement community was affected.

The truth is, even the physics profession feels pain.

Magic scrolls are useful, and in magic unions, mercenary unions are sold.

Magic scrolls like lighting, mild healing, are the favorite of the physics profession.

But the value of the magic material has risen, and now even the magic scroll cannot be sold. Occasionally, it is in stock, and the price is more than ten times higher.

Now the whole player circle, the whole forum, except the millionaires, is scolding Roland.

‘Shit, I knew this guy was a scourge, calmed down for over two months, or came out to do something. ’

Can you believe it? Now no one in our entire guild can afford a lighting reel. They're all exploring the underground with fire. ’

‘Roland, can you get the fuck out of the game? ’

‘Tsk, that's the man, I seem to be the big guy who can change the rules of the game. ’

Roland slapped himself in the head.

What the hell is this?

Did I ruin the whole Horatio magic market by myself?

The world's economic system is so fragile?

Roland feels a little weird.

And in the Games Guild system, a few F6 roommates are laughing.

They're laughing at Roland as a market sabotage machine.

Looks like we're gonna have to stop the magic business for a while?