Andonara clung to Roland, her cheeks flushed and radiant. She couldn't have been happier.
At this moment, a man who looked like a Warrior walked past Roland and pretended to spit on the side. "Tui, I'm so happy that my teeth are about to fall off." “
He spoke in the language of the Celestial Empire.
There were three other warriors following behind this person. They also pretended to spit as they walked past the two of them.
Very soon, there were no outsiders in the garden.
Andonara held Roland's arm and smiled, unwilling to let go. Roland gently pulled her a few times … Mages were much stronger than ordinary people, but they couldn't compare to Warriors.
Back in his room, Roland sat on the bench to rest.
Players didn't need to sleep. They could quickly recover their strength as long as they didn't exercise strenuously.
Very soon, Vivian returned from the Magic Tower. Her eyes lit up when she saw Roland with White Amber in her arms.
The three of them chatted for a while and ate something. Then, Andonara continued to look after the house, while Roland and Vivian went to the Magic Tower.
Although he hadn't been back for more than a month, the Magic Tower was running as usual. Vivian managed everything well.
After Roland returned, he was immediately welcomed by the magic apprentices.
The academic questions that had accumulated for more than a month were thrown out. They lined up to ask Roland, and the process lasted nearly two days.
It wasn't until the end that two players came up to the study.
They weren't very respectful or even humble in front of Roland like the other magic apprentices.
However, their expressions were a little awkward.
One of them said, "Roland, I just saw the conflict between our guild and yours on my guild's homepage. I don't want to comment on who's right and who's wrong. I just want to ask, can we still learn magic here and use the resources here?"
Roland sighed. "I was going to discuss this with you in a few days. If you're willing to leave Silver Wings, that's not a problem. "
The person who spoke looked a little suspicious and began to lower his head in thought.
The other magic apprentice, however, said angrily, "Why are you so petty? What does the struggle between the upper echelons have to do with us ordinary players? How can our interests be sacrificed so casually? "
"That's a bit contradictory." Roland chuckled and said, "Since the affairs of the higher-ups have nothing to do with you, it doesn't matter if you withdraw from the guild. Since you want to be loyal to Silver Wings, you can't say that it doesn't matter. "
This person was immediately at a loss for words, but his expression became even more displeased.
The other person thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll quit Silver Wings."
"You're crazy."
"I'm not crazy." The man shook his head. "It's been more than half a year since the game started, and I've never been taken care of by the guild. If I have to say, it was Roland who recommended me to be a magic apprentice, but it was Roland who helped me, not the guild. Moreover, in the past six months, we've done so many things for Silver Wings and even donated money. What did we get in return? I'm a little tired of it. Now, I just want to focus on learning magic and not get involved in so many schemes. "
"But as long as we hold on for another two or three months, we will be able to get our dividends."
"You still don't understand?"
"Understand what?"
The player who wanted to quit smiled and said, "Silver Wings is changing in the direction of a company. Don't you think the routine is very familiar? First recruits employees to come in to work, makes them work for free, then gives them stimulants, saying that as long as they persevere, it will be victory, that after the company makes a profit or goes public, everyone will be shareholders and will get a lot of money, that no effort, no gain, and so on. "
"This …"
"But how many capitalists keep their word? Even Jack Ma, who used to be a teacher, now thinks that 996 is a blessing. "
"Anyway, I believe in the chairman and the deputy chairman."
"I plan to stay here."
Having said that much, the players who were unwilling to quit the guild gave Roland a hateful look and then turned to leave.
The ones who stayed smiled at Roland and said, "I feel much better after saying it out loud. I didn't want to stay in Silver Wings for a long time. The level relationship is too serious, and I'm too utilitarian."
Roland looked at the player, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Vincent, you should be level three now, right? How many spells have you learned?"
"I haven't learned much, just finished learning the derivative spells of Hand of Magic, and now I'm learning Inferior Fireball." The player looked a little embarrassed. "I'm not very talented, and most of the math knowledge I learned in college was returned to the teacher. I'm making up for it now, but it's very hard. After all, my concentration isn't as good as it was in college."
Roland thought for a moment and said, "Do you want me to give you a raise? How about a gold coin? "
This player was called Vincent, and he had a rather good personality. According to Vivian's observation, Vincent had a good personality, and he would teach anything he knew to other magic apprentices for free.
It could be said that with Vincent around, Roland's teaching pressure was reduced by at least a third.
Besides, the other party was already level three, an official Mage at this level, so a raise was only right.
But the other party couldn't compare to Roland.
Roland came here with valuable derivative spell models and many new spells. Vincent, on the other hand, was only there to learn and teach his juniors in his spare time.
If a simple analogy had to be made, then Roland was a university lecturer, the kind with many titles and high qualifications, and Vincent was at most an assistant lecturer.
The salaries and rights of the two were, of course, different.
Roland thought that the other party would gladly accept, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually refuse.
"No need, just give me more magic resources." Vincent smiled. "Do you know how many gold coins I've donated to Silver Wings in the past six months?"
"Twenty or thirty?" Roland guessed.
"No less than a hundred and fifty."
Hiss … Another rich man.
Then Roland pressed his forehead and said helplessly, "This is troublesome. I'm guessing that when Hawk comes back, he'll be furious with me."
Roland had basically stolen away a "shareholder" of Silver Wings, and it was the kind of shareholder who only invested money and didn't get anything in return.
Vincent chuckled and said, "The greater the ability, the greater the burden."
"Calling responsibility a burden … makes sense." Roland smiled. "In the future, your magic resources will be doubled. I'll tell Vivian."
"Thanks."
Vincent nodded to Roland and left the study.
Not long after, Vivian walked in.
Roland said to her, "In the future, Vincent's monthly resources will be doubled. Also, how many of our Magic Tower's channels are attached to the docks, cut them off as soon as possible."
Vivian was a little surprised, but she didn't ask much and just nodded to show that she understood.
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