The two of them walked into the two-story, square-shaped hut. There was nothing inside, only a sloping stone slab leading to the second floor.
Kaka looked at Roland with a smile on his face.
Although there was a path to the second floor, with such a smooth slab of stone as a "step," and the angle was also quite straight, one really couldn't climb it without a bit of "skill."
Roland chuckled. "It can't be helped. It's my first time using magic to build a house, so I don't have enough experience. I'll just do it a few more times in the future."
Kaka walked over to the wall, knocked on it, and found that the wall was thick and hard, probably about thirty centimeters thick. Although the defensive capabilities certainly couldn't compare to things like castles, being able to live in such a house in the wilderness, even if the conditions weren't very good, was still ten times better than living in a cave or gathering around a campfire under a tree.
"If this thing gets out, in the future, Mages who are good at transformation will become extremely popular in the mercenary world." Kaka looked at Roland with deep admiration. "Even if he doesn't know any offensive spells, as long as he knows this, he will be a guest of honor in all mercenary regiments, and if he also knows Language Proficiency, then his position in the mercenary regiment will not be much lower than that of the leader."
They were all "people" in the world of magic, and Kaka was well aware of how exaggerated this ability to build a house in just a minute or two was.
Now that he was building a house, he could also create terrain if he was in battle.
For example, providing archers with experts and arrow mounds at the scene for defense.
Creating swamps to block the enemy's movements.
Wait.
As long as one's imagination was strong enough, one could play with this magic.
"Don't restore this stone house, leave it with me." Kaka touched the wall and said with fascination, "I think this thing can spur me on and make me aware of how far apart I am from the top Mages."
"Leave it here?" Roland was slightly taken aback and said, "It seems that you've successfully turned in the derivative spell?"
"Yes." Kaka said happily, "First, six great Mages reviewed it, and they all agreed that 'my' spell was quite groundbreaking, and finally the chairman came and affirmed the spell and promised that this important matter would be announced tomorrow, and an exception was made to grant me the title of 'Elite' Mage."
"I'm going to receive the award tomorrow." Kaka looked at Roland, extremely grateful. There were even some tears in his eyes. "As long as I make the announcement tomorrow, I'll receive the full support of the Association of Mages. My previous dereliction of duty will also be erased with the help of the Association of Mages. More importantly, even without my family, the Association of Mages will still be one of my backers in the future. Besides, I don't think father will give up on me so easily in the future. "
"That's good."
"The reward from the headquarters will only be issued after a period of time." Kaka sincerely said, "Why don't you stay here until the Headquarters gives out the reward?"
Roland remembered that the reward that the headquarters had given him last time had been delayed for two months. Even if it took almost a month to transport it from the capital to Delpon, there was still a month of preparation time.
He thought for a moment and decided to forget it. "I'm going back to Delpon. You can send me the reward later."
"Alright."
Kaka was a little disappointed. He felt that Roland was the first real friend he had made in the past twenty years, the kind that he could confide in. There was no friendship between nobles, and even family was rare.
So he valued this friendship and wanted Roland to stay here for a while longer.
But if Roland wanted to leave, he couldn't force him to stay.
"Then let's go to the tavern for a few drinks later."
Roland smiled and said, "Sure."
He said a few drinks, but in fact … he drank hard.
The fruit wine's alcohol content wasn't high, about the same as beer. Although he was a Mage, as his level increased, so did Roland's physique, and this little bit of alcohol had no effect on him.
Kaka, on the other hand, was only level two, and his physique growth wasn't as high as Roland's, a Golden Son. After drinking a little too much, he began to get drunk.
Then he placed a parchment book in front of Roland. "This is the magic file model of the Long-Distance Teleportation spell you wanted to see. At noon, I'll apply to the headquarters to borrow it for a day."
Roland's eyes lit up. He immediately found a clean table next to him and slowly opened the single-page book, turning it into a huge piece of parchment. He then turned on the system's camera function and took pictures of the densely packed nodes on it.
About five minutes later, he closed the parchment again and handed it back to Kaka.
Kaka smiled drunkenly and put the spell book in his pocket.
The two of them drank for another half an hour, and in the end, Kaka's eyes were already very misty. He shook his head and said, "Roland, I know you will become a Legendary Mage one day. Others may fall midway, but you Golden Sons are different. You are immortal, and the only thing that can limit your growth is your self-control. And you are one of the most diligent Mages I have ever seen. "
Roland nodded. He also felt that he was quite diligent. This wasn't bragging, but an objective fact, and he didn't feel guilty admitting it.
"I don't know if you will still recognize me as a friend after you become a Legend."
Roland reached out and patted Kaka on the shoulder. "Don't worry, I will. I, Roland, am not the kind of person who forgets his poor friends when he gets rich. "
Kaka chuckled happily and didn't say anything else. The impending parting made him feel a little uncomfortable.
For Roland, Kaka was also a friend, and parting wasn't too hard on him. After all, now that Long-Distance Teleportation was in hand, as long as he studied it hard, he could learn it in a month or two at least, or half a year at most.
Once he learned it, he would be able to teleport and wander around. At that time, if he wanted to come to the capital, it would only be a blink of an eye, so there was no need to worry about parting at all.
At the tavern, Roland parted with Kaka.
Roland walked to Princess Veronica's manor. He intended to take Mijil to Delpon, which was his territory. In the Magic Tower, Mijil could be well taken care of and learn magic, killing two birds with one stone.
But halfway there, Roland met Antis, who was patrolling with a group of soldiers.
Seeing Roland, Antis nodded and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
Roland waved at him in greeting.
Antis hesitated, then finally shook his head and said nothing more, leaving with the patrol.
"He feels weird." Roland frowned, but didn't think much of it.
Soon he arrived at Veronica's manor and met the flat princess.
At this time, Veronica had changed into a long dress and looked very delicate and lovely, with emerald earrings pinned to her ears, as if she was going to some kind of banquet.
"I'm here to pick up Mijil."
Veronica looked at Roland with some surprise. "Didn't you say a month? It's only been a day."
"Things have gone awry." Roland shrugged.
"Suit yourself." Veronica smiled indifferently. "Are you interested in going to the banquet with me?"
"I have to go back."
Veronica looked at him as if he were an idiot. "Don't you understand the subtext of a lady's words?"
"You just want me to be your male companion and help you block arrows." Roland chuckled coldly. "Not interested."
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