Roland felt that what Kaka said made sense.
Men had a wide range of hobbies. For example, Roland agreed with the professionalism of nurses, while Schuck appreciated the decisiveness of women in the workplace.
Some people thought that the queen also had very noble qualities, which was completely reasonable.
However, Roland felt that it was one thing to admire her, but it was wrong to kidnap her.
Roland then answered some of Kaka's questions about derivative magic, and then rested for the night in the manor.
The next day, Kaka continued to study derivative magic, and although he had Roland's guidance, there were still several nodes that he hadn't fully grasped.
Roland, on the other hand, went out.
Walking out of the manor, Roland cracked his neck.
Players didn't need to sleep, and the capital's curfew was very strict, especially now that the queen's abduction hadn't even happened for two days. Anyone who wandered on the streets, non-official personnel, would be questioned, and if they didn't look right, they would be thrown directly into prison.
Roland was a Mage, and although he had hidden privileges, this incident was caused by a Mage, so to avoid suspicion, he had to stay in Kaka's manor.
Because he couldn't get out, he had been trolling the forum, happily trolling it, and even refused the two beautiful maids that Kaka sent him for this …
Anyone would get tired of trolling the forum for nearly eight hours. So in the morning, before the sky was completely bright, he came out.
But this also reminded him that it was time to learn a spell that could make him invisible, or to be able to move stealthily.
For example, some Secondary Invisibility, or something like walking in an alternate dimension.
Otherwise, it would be too boring if someone used an open and aboveboard reason to block their movements, or if they wanted to do something sneakily, it would be too boring.
Walking out of the wealthy district, Roland came to the commercial street.
It was surrounded by people, a lot of people.
The stone roads of the capital were built very wide, about thirty meters wide, and there were fewer people ten meters in the middle of the road. Most of them were carriages, and ordinary people had to walk on the side. A little further down the road were all hawkers, whose booths were of different sizes and sold different things. The stalls were connected to each other, and there was almost no gap.
The cries rose and fell, mixing together, sounding a bit like the sound of the ocean at high tide. Occasionally, a luxurious carriage would move to the side of the road to avoid it, and this small area of hawking would completely stop until the carriage was far away. Only then would the hawking start again.
As Roland walked along the road, few civilians dared to look him in the eye after seeing the robe he was wearing, let alone the hawkers.
Roland didn't want to bully anyone. He was just walking on the street. He looked at the street stalls with interest. They sold all kinds of things, but most of them were handicrafts.
But there were also some unique gadgets.
For example … a bowl made from a processed human skull, or a pipe made from the thigh bone of an unknown animal.
Roland watched with great interest.
Ever since he came to this game world, he had spent most of his time learning magic. He didn't have any time for entertainment or games.
Even if he wasn't learning magic, he was still doing quests.
Now that he was shopping, he felt a sense of relaxation that he hadn't felt for a long time.
It took him about two hours to walk from the commercial street to the magic tower in the east of the city.
In the meantime, he bought a lot of fruits for himself, and he was eating them as he walked.
Swallowing a juicy, sweet, and sour fruit, Roland came to a bright blue magic tower.
The magic tower was rather quiet. Although there was a spacious square, few people dared to pass by.
Two guards were standing guard at the gate. They subconsciously stood straight when they saw Roland.
Although they had never met him before, the man was wearing a magic robe and was not someone they could piss off.
Roland walked past and said with a smile, "I'm the chairman of the Delpon branch of magic. I'm here to visit Master Tobian."
"Please wait a moment."
Hearing Roland's identity, the guards knew that he couldn't decide whether or not to meet the man for his master. One of the guards immediately ran into the magic tower and soon ran back down. He breathed and said, "Master Tobian has agreed to meet you. Please follow me."
"Thank you." Roland nodded at the guard.
The guard was a little surprised. Then, he walked in front of them.
This blue magic tower was not only taller and larger than the magic towers in Delpon, but it was also much more luxurious.
Not to mention the mirror-like stone floor, which seemed to be a standard feature of all magic towers, the magic crystal lamps that illuminated the surroundings were twice as many as the ones in green and orange.
The ghastly white illumination of Bidelpon City, which was like an incandescent lamp, was nowhere near as magnificent as it was now.
Roland followed the guard up and ran into a magic apprentice who was walking down the stairs on the second floor.
The guard was nervous to see the magic apprentice. He bowed heavily and said in a low voice, "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Leonard."
The magic apprentice snorted through his nose. He didn't look at the guard, his face wooden.
But then, his eyes fell on Roland. Seeing that Roland was also wearing a magic robe, he frowned in displeasure. Then, he sensed the magic waves from Roland at a close distance.
It was as thick as the surface of an ancient well.
Startled, he immediately stepped aside and lowered his head.
Roland smiled at him and followed the guard up the stairs.
After Roland left, the magic apprentice wiped the nonexistent cold sweat on his forehead and mumbled, "Where did this big shot come from? He was so scary."
The guard led Roland to the fifth floor and pointed at an unlatched gilded door, before he said, "Sir, the master is waiting for you inside."
Roland walked to the door and knocked on it.
A vigorous male voice came from inside. "Come in."
Roland opened the door and walked in.
It was a rather luxurious study. The bookshelves alone seemed to be made of crystal, and the other furniture was also inlaid with gold and silver.
But Roland's attention was not attracted by those things. He looked at the master of the study.
It was a bearded, bald, middle-aged man.
Moreover, his body looked very strong and his shoulders were quite broad. His sleeves were rolled up. His arms were thick, and his body hair was exuberant. He looked like a bear in disguise.
He was a Mage … He might be a Warrior.
But Roland could sense the intense magic power in the man.
It should be about twenty percent higher than his.
One had to know that he had a full Intelligence growth, and his mana growth was among the strongest among humans. Moreover, he had an achievement that directly increased his mana by 50 points.
Most Mages didn't even have half of Roland's mana.
So, this middle-aged bald man who looked as strong as a Warrior was indeed a Master Mage.
Roland was slightly surprised.
The bald man was even more surprised to see Roland.
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