Looking at the overjoyed Bard, they both stood up.
Little Bard came over and hugged Roland. Next to him, Antis was slightly surprised.
Both of them were descendants of great nobles in the capital. The Bard family focused on magic, while the Antis family was a family of swordsmen and also in charge of the capital's imperial guards.
Both of them were related to the royal family by blood, but the Antis family was much closer to the royal family, so they were actually relatives.
Distant relatives.
Antis knew that this relative of his age was extremely arrogant. After all, he was a Mage and a noble. He was so proud that he didn't even care about Antis as a relative, but now he was willing to hug a foreign Mage.
Interesting.
"Bard, I'll leave him to you. I'll continue patrolling the city gate." Antis patted Bard's shoulder. "Come to my house when you have time."
"Thank you. Say hello to your uncle for me. "
Antis nodded and glanced at Roland again, before he left the room.
After Antis left, Bard sat down and said with a smile, "Actually, I was going to visit you in Delpon again. I didn't expect you to come to the capital first."
"Huh? What can I do for you? "asked Roland.
"It's not a big deal. I just want to ask about the derivative spell of Spell Puppets," said Little Bard. "I hope you won't be angry and can listen to me."
Roland nodded. He looked at Bard's slightly nervous expression and guessed what he wanted to say.
After taking a deep breath, Bard said, "I want to buy a derivative spell of Spell Puppets, the kind with my name, you know. I'll pay you very high. "
As expected … Roland was right. He thought for a moment and said, "It seems that you're in trouble?"
A bitter smile appeared on Xiao Ba's face. "You guessed it right. My friend, before you consider, can you listen to my offer? I'll pay a lot of gold coins and magic resources. "
Roland's eyes suddenly lit up. He remembered that he had come here to find Little Bard and ask him to help him see if there were any books or spell models for long-distance teleportation spells in the headquarters. He already had the idea of owing him a favor.
But now, it seemed that they could make an equivalent exchange!
"Can you exchange the magic resources for something else?" Roland asked casually.
Hearing this, Bard was even happier. He was very clear about the hidden meaning behind this sentence. The other party had agreed to his proposal.
"Please don't hesitate to tell me, as long as I can do it."
Bard subconsciously rubbed his hands together. This was an action that merchants liked. To nobles, this action was very embarrassing. As the descendant of a great noble, Bard shouldn't be doing this.
But for some reason, he did it.
Then, he suddenly reacted and sheepishly withdrew his hands.
He paused for a moment and asked, "Is there a model of long-distance teleportation in the Guild of Magic?"
Bard was stunned for a moment. Then, he frowned slightly. "Yes, but it's impossible for you to take it away."
"I won't take it away. I only need to look at it for about ten minutes."
"Only ten minutes?" Bard felt that something was off. "Long-Distance Teleportation is a level-4 spell with thousands of nodes. That book is more like a huge piece of folded parchment than a book. Are you sure that you can remember all the nodes in ten minutes without making any mistakes? "
Roland stared at Bard's face for a moment and smiled. "Actually, you're afraid that I won't read the book for ten minutes but snatch it and run away, right?"
Bard laughed dryly. Actually, he did have such a concern.
After all, Roland was very strong, and Bard had been collecting information about the Golden Sons. He had heard that all the Golden Sons had a Backpack, which was said to be a racial talent that could store a lot of things.
Also, the Backpack was bound to the soul, and outsiders couldn't take it away at all.
So, once Roland put the spell model into the Backpack, they definitely couldn't take it back.
"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do." Roland sighed.
Although Roland looked disappointed, Bard was even more conflicted at this moment.
He understood what Roland meant. If he didn't agree to show Roland the spatial spell model for ten minutes, then he probably wouldn't be able to purchase the derivative spell of Spell Puppet.
Thinking of this, Bard's mood immediately sank.
Seeing him like that, Roland said, "Don't worry. Even if you don't show me the spell model, I'll still sell it to you. After all, we're friends."
Bard was stunned for a moment when he heard that. Then, he stared at Roland in silence.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I believe you."
Roland smiled.
"It's not convenient to talk here. Let's stay in my manor for a few days." Bard stood up.
"Okay."
Then, they left the room. Antis was still on duty at the city gate. Seeing them come out, he nodded in greeting.
Bard waved at Antis and led Roland to the back of the city gate. They got into a carriage.
Sitting in the carriage, Roland turned sideways and looked at the street outside.
The roads in the capital were wider and flatter than those in Delpon, and the buildings on the roadside were much taller.
Most importantly, the people of Royal City, whether they were officials or nobles, or beggars, all seemed to have a sense of arrogance.
Apart from that, the capital was bigger and the buildings were more beautiful. Apart from that, Roland also saw the high walls of the capital in the distance.
The ivory walls reflected the dazzling sunlight.
Roland's eyes returned to the carriage.
Bard, who was sitting opposite him, smiled and said, "You don't seem very interested in the capital?"
"No, I'm quite interested." Roland shook his head. "But I'm only interested in teleportation for now."
The capital of Hollevin had a population of about two million. It was a first-tier city in this world. But it was far from comparable to a modern city.
Roland was only interested in the exotic atmosphere here. For him, the size of the capital was about the same as his eighteenth-tier city, and the infrastructure was far inferior.
What was there to see?
Bard raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything else. He could sense Roland's contempt for the city.
The silence lasted for ten minutes, and the carriage stopped in front of a manor.
Hardly had they gotten out of the carriage when another carriage came from afar and stopped next to them.
Both carriages were engraved with a five-pointed star emblem on a blue background.
Bard's brows furrowed tightly when he saw the carriage.
Then, a young man jumped down from the carriage. He looked a little like Bard. When he saw Bard, his eyebrows widened into a sarcastic smile.
"Hey, my good brother, you're still in the mood to entertain guests?"
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