The Magic Tower was a stone building. Apart from a few vents on each floor, there were only one or two windows. Therefore, the entire Magic Tower didn't have much light, especially on the second floor. The magic crystals used for lighting here were much less than on the other floors, so the light was a little dim.
Vivian's smooth side profile reflected the orange glow of the magic crystals. She was very silent and didn't say anything.
But Claus continued, "Think about Jett. His hair is all white now, and he waited for Deputy Chairman Roland to come. Do you think it's easy for a good man like Deputy Chairman Roland to appear?
Vivian still didn't say anything.
Claus was a little anxious. "Why can't you understand? Listen to me, be more proactive. Wear the prettiest clothes you women have and stay in front of Deputy Chairman Roland. "
Vivian still didn't say anything.
Seeing her like a salted fish, Claus sighed and said, "Sigh, it's fine if you don't want to improve, but you can't take away our opportunity."
At this moment, Vivian finally said, "Why should I be responsible for your opportunity?"
"Even if it's not for my opportunity, you have to be responsible for the other apprentices' opportunities," Claus said helplessly. "Our Magic Tower is a whole. How long Deputy Chairman Roland can stay here will determine how strong we will be in the future. And you are one of the most important factors for him to stay. "
At this moment, Vivian suddenly smiled. "What you said makes sense, but I'm not stupid. I don't know why such an important matter as the deputy chairman's departure would fall on a woman like me. Are you going to do nothing and push me forward? "
"If he likes men, I'll take off my clothes immediately." Claus looked at her quietly. "You should understand what I mean."
Vivian still shook her head. She stood up and said, "I do like the deputy chairman, but my love is very fragile. It can't withstand the pressure of your ideals. I hope that the relationship between me and the deputy chairman will be clean and not be mixed in with these things. "
After saying that, Vivian left.
Claus watched her return to her room and close the door. Then, he slammed the table and cursed, "Dogsh * t."
Roland didn't know what was going on below. Once the door of the magic laboratory was closed and the protective barrier was up, it was difficult for the sounds outside to enter.
Although it was a level-three spell, because of the specialty Spatial Mastery, it was much easier to derive than Language Proficiency, which was a level-two spell.
He succeeded after experimenting more than ten times.
Magic surged, and half a second later, he appeared six meters in front of him.
After a brief moment of joy, Roland's face turned pale. He bent over and vomited, throwing up everything in his stomach.
The spell was a success, but after teleporting, his body felt as if he had been riding on a small boat that had been tossed about in the waves for several hours. The whole world was spinning.
That feeling of nausea was exactly the same as seasickness.
After spitting out the bile, Roland finally felt much better.
He sank weakly back into his chair.
He had guessed the beginning. With the Spatial Specialization, Teleportation was indeed very easy to learn. However, he had not guessed that it would have such a huge side effect.
The spell was a hundred percent successful.
Then there was only one possibility … This side effect was part of the body's reaction.
It was just like how many people would get carsick the first time they sat in a car.
So disgusting … Roland felt another sour taste rising from his stomach.
No, I can't be the only one disgusted.
Without another word, Roland directly uploaded the model of Teleportation to the forum. At the same time, he uploaded a video. Only the part where he successfully cast the spell, and the vomiting scene was deliberately edited out by him.
Looking at the post, Roland let out a happy chuckle … Then, another wave of stomach acid surged up his throat, making him feel extremely nauseous.
At this moment, the system sent out a notification. Both Brazil and Li Lin had pinged him at the same time. At the same time, they had also given him a room number on the Fried Fish livestream website.
Although he didn't know what it was, Roland still clicked on it out of trust for his friend.
Then, he saw … Fan Six Hundred Million belly dancing in a tavern. The drunkards around her let out wolf-like cheers. The scene was very lively.
"What does this have to do with me?" Roland asked in the guild chat interface.
Li Lin: "She's in Delpon now. I think she's in a tavern called Gray Sand."
Brazil: "Hurry up and go take a look. She's a big star. It's rare to see her. Maybe you can get an autograph."
Fan Six Hundred Million came to Delpon?
What's she doing here? As soon as this thought came to his mind, Roland felt that he was asking too much. This was the game world. She could go wherever she wanted. It was none of his business.
"Not interested! It's not like you don't know that I don't chase celebrities. "
Li Lin: "Tsk!"
Brazil: "It's a good opportunity to become a member of the cavalry company. Don't you want to give it a try?"
Roland: "Heh!"
At this moment, Betta sent a message. "Brother Roland, let's go take a look. After we're done, I'll have to leave Delpon. Just treat it as a farewell celebration."
Roland: "????"
Betta: "Come to the Gray Sand Tavern and we'll talk in detail."
Alright! Roland got up helplessly. Although he still felt a little nauseous and his legs were a little weak, he had to figure out why Betta suddenly wanted to leave Delpon.
Ten minutes later, he arrived at the Gray Sand Tavern. Before he even entered the door, he heard a wave of fanatical voices coming from inside.
It was deafening.
Roland went in and found that the tables and chairs in the middle of the large tavern had been cleared out. There was only a beautiful blonde dancer dancing in the middle of the hall.
Next to her, a player who seemed to be a bard was playing the cheerful "Little Apple" with a luthor.
And in the middle of the hall, Fan Six Hundred Million's waist was twisting like a snake.
The surrounding customers not only blushed, but they were also so excited that they couldn't control themselves.
One of the customers couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed a man next to him and slammed his forehead heavily into the man's forehead.
After a thud, the man who was hit fainted. The person who hit him, his face covered in blood, continued to shout crazily, waving his hands and making gorilla-like sounds.
There were at least a hundred customers in the entire tavern, and the sound they made could almost overturn the roof.
Roland covered his ears and looked around. Soon, he found Betta.
He occupied a table all by himself.
After all, he was a "noble," and ordinary customers really didn't dare to get close to Betta.
Roland walked over and sat down opposite Betta.
Betta looked at Fan Six Hundred Million and kept nodding along with the other party's dance, echoing the drumbeat of the music.
It had to be said that the bard had some skills. Even in this deafening sound, the sound of the luthor he played could be heard clearly by everyone.
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