Roland continued to derive the technique in his study.
Then, two rays of light suddenly shone in from the window, leaving two spots of light on the gray rock wall.
Then, one slowly turned in a clockwise circle, and the other slowly turned in a counterclockwise circle.
Roland saw the two spots of light and stood up.
This was the signal that he and Hawk had agreed on, which meant that … the murderer had made a move.
Finally, after two months of waiting, the murderer finally couldn't wait any longer.
Roland quickly walked down the stairs, and then happened to run into Vivian, who was about to take the two children upstairs for a tour and explanation.
"Deputy Chairman, you're going out too?"
Vivian found it a little strange that one or two of them were going out today. Most of the time, Mages were very homebodies, staying in the Magic Tower every day to study magic.
It was very rare for three people to go out in less than an hour like today.
Mages would only complain that there wasn't enough time in a day; they wished they had 240 hours a day.
"Yes, I'm going out for a walk. I'm going to be bored out of my mind doing magic experiments every day."
Vivian wanted to say that she would go with them, but she looked at the two children next to her and immediately dismissed the idea.
Roland had given this task to her, so she couldn't just run out to play after completing it, right? Otherwise, not only would she not be able to realize the idea of going shopping with Roland, she might even be labeled as irresponsible in Roland's eyes.
"Then have fun, Chairman."
Roland smiled and waved at Vivian, then he left the Magic Tower.
Then, his expression changed, becoming very serious and even a little murderous.
He quickly arrived at a remote location that they had agreed on earlier. There were two people who looked like beggars waiting there. When they saw Roland, they immediately lowered their heads slightly and said, "Sir, our boss asked us to take you directly out of the city."
Roland nodded and didn't say anything. He followed the two beggars out of the city center and then quickly walked into the dense forest northwest of the city.
After entering the dense forest, they walked about a hundred meters in.
In the dim forest, Roland saw Hawk and Link standing not far in front of him. A man was sitting in front of them, Claus.
There was also a disheveled peasant girl standing timidly to the side, looking rather frightened.
Hearing the voice behind them, Hawk and Link both turned around, and when they saw Roland, the former chuckled and said, "What happens next is your Magic Tower's internal affairs, we won't get involved."
Roland nodded.
After that, Hawk and Lynk left with the bewildered girl.
Then, only Roland and Claus were left in the forest.
Cross lowered his head, not daring to look at Roland.
Roland sighed softly and asked, "Why?"
Roland had always believed that as long as he found the murderer, he would kill him immediately without giving him any chance to speak. After all, such a villain deserved to die.
But after finding the murderer and realizing that it was someone he knew, Roland felt that he should listen to the murderer's explanation.
It wasn't that he was going to let Claus go. He was just curious as to why Claus would do this.
Claus finally raised his head and looked at Roland in shame. "Sorry, Deputy Chairman, I didn't want to do this. I just couldn't help it. "
"There are so many prostitutes in this city. Can't you go find them and use your power? Why did he have to attack ordinary girls? And he's so vicious. "
Claus stood up. Only then did Roland realize that his hand was broken. He was sweating profusely and his face was pale.
"I'm a noble. How can I go find those dirty women!" Claus's slightly handsome face contorted. "Even if these girls are considered clean, they can barely be my targets."
"Then why did you kill them? I believe that with your identity and looks, it won't be difficult for you to find a long-term, relatively clean lover, "Roland asked indifferently.
Claus said indifferently, "I'm a noble."
Roland understood.
The difference in status was something that some people valued.
Roland had heard from Vivian that Claus was a member of a declining noble family. He usually didn't show anything, but in reality, he had a strong sense of pride and was very sensitive. He was afraid that others would look down on him.
He hid all his worries in his heart.
Such a person was more likely to go to extremes.
Roland didn't understand such a person's mentality, nor did he want to understand. He looked at Claus and said indifferently, "Do you have any last words?"
Claus's face turned even paler. "Deputy Chairman, you're joking, right?"
"Do you think I'm someone who would joke about such a thing?" Roland looked at him quietly.
"It's just a few girls from the untouchables … I can compensate you."
Roland looked at him quietly.
"Deputy Chairman, you can't be so heartless, right? Those are really just girls from the untouchables. I've never done anything to a noble girl. "
Roland continued to look at him quietly.
Claus's face turned ashen.
He knew very well that for a calm person like Roland, once he didn't speak, the matter would be very serious.
Claus's legs went limp as he knelt down. "Deputy Chairman, just look at how I've used all my heart and soul to serve you …"
At this point, a huge blue fist suddenly appeared in front of Roland, bringing with it a strong gust of wind.
One of the derivative spells of Hand of Magic, Claus used it well.
But unfortunately, a large blue Hand of Magic directly grasped this fist in the palm of its hand.
But this was just Claus's feint. He never thought that he could be Roland's match.
The attack was just to create a way to escape.
Seeing the two Hands of Magic collide, Claus jumped up and ran into the depths of the forest.
But after running a few steps, his movements slowed down.
In less than two seconds, he was rooted to the spot.
He looked at the ground. At some point in time, the ground around him had been frozen by a large layer of frost.
And his legs were frozen as well.
Ice Ring!
Claus looked down at his legs and was even more shocked. The frost continued to climb up his legs at an extremely fast speed.
Soon, he couldn't feel his legs. He turned his upper body with difficulty and looked back at Roland. He wanted to speak, but the heat in his body was draining, and his muscles were completely out of control.
Two seconds later, frost crawled up his face, and half a second later, Claus turned into a snow-white ice sculpture.
At this moment, with Roland as the center, the area within a hundred-meter radius had completely turned into a world of frost.
All the trees were covered in a layer of white frost.
Roland walked in front of Claus and sighed softly.
He killed someone … but he didn't feel much like killing someone. He felt as if he had crushed a small animal to death. Although he was a little stubborn, he didn't feel bad.
Did I still treat this as a game?
Or was I born a cold-blooded person?
Roland was confused.
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