Antis deserved to be an elite of the royal family. He was quite eloquent too.
He gave the king the impression that he was ruthless for the sake of the country.
If it were anybody else, they might've been fooled. But Roland wasn't. Most players weren't.
Such a fallacious argument that only talked about one's own difficulties and ignored the interests of others could only fool the young people who hadn't been exposed to society for long.
As long as they sat upright, they would only be amused when they heard such reasoning.
It was already dawn. Roland left the city along the main road and activated the teleportation spell.
In the royal palace, the king looked at Antis and asked, "Have you told him everything that needs to be said?"
"Yes." Antis nodded. "But I don't think he'll believe it."
"Why?"
Antis replied, "Because he's a Mage. Many Mages are smart, but they're only smart when it comes to magic. They're no different from ordinary people. But Roland is different. After several contacts with him, I found that he has received a long period of elite education and has his own views on good and evil and the rules of the world. "
"So, the plan to rope in Roland is likely to fail?" asked the king.
Antis nodded.
The king closed his eyes and thought for a moment. Then he said, "Then change the targets. Find Golden Sons who are easy to control and have obvious preferences or shortcomings. It's best if they're unsociable. Give them what they want, money, power, or beauty. As long as we can make them work for us, they can stop other Golden Sons from attacking us when necessary. "
Antis said, "After three months of investigation and the data from the Guild of Mercenaries, we've learned the movements of a batch of Golden Sons, about four thousand of them."
"Try to make them sheriffs or deputies of sheriffs. Actually, they're captains of the army. Their monthly salary is twice that of officers of the same level. "The king thought for a moment and continued," Only the undead can deal with the undead. "
"But their abilities are average. They're still no match for the powerful Golden Sons."
"That's not too far off," said the king with a smile. "They're all undead. They can stall the powerful Golden Sons. Moreover, if the plan succeeds, the effect of division should be stronger than we think. "
"But there are five hundred thousand Golden Sons. That's the number they said themselves," Antis said anxiously. "Four thousand is not even a fraction."
"We're not the only country in this world. We're a small country. Assigning a few thousand Golden Sons to be officials is already our limit. " The king smiled unconcernedly. "Our country is too small to accommodate so many Golden Sons. When they grow stronger, they'll leave Hollevin for a vaster world. Just like new lions are destined to leave their clans and eagles leave their nests on the cliffs, they will also leave Hollevin for Fareins, Urganda, the Kingdom of Orcs, the Kingdom of Dwarves, and even Rhodes Island. "
Antis breathed a sigh of relief. The king had a point.
"What we have to do is to try to ensure our honor, our power, and our system before the Golden Sons leave, so that they don't encroach too much on us. Otherwise, it will be hard to recover in the future. "
On the other hand, Roland teleported back to Delpon and retched for a few minutes as usual. Then, he returned to the Magic Tower and immediately began to learn new spells.
Thanks to his level-up and his constant analysis and reconstruction of spells, Roland was quite familiar with magic models.
He could learn many level-one spells in less than three hours and use them flexibly in six hours.
The level-two spells were more troublesome, but it would take him no more than two days to learn them.
When he was about to learn all the level-one and level-two spells, Hawk and Link returned from the Elf Forest.
This was the convenience of knowing the Teleportation Spell. Although the side effects were quite disgusting, the time saved was really not insignificant.
Hawk and Link, though riding as fast as they could, encountered a lot of trouble on the way.
For example, when it rained heavily on the way, they had to find shelter for two days.
When they rested at night, not only were they bitten by mosquitoes, but they were also attacked by beasts.
At this moment, they finally realized how comfortable it was to have a Mage who could take out a house at any time.
Also, they didn't speak the same language on the way.
Roland's Unhindered Communication was so good that he could listen, speak, and read.
Rommel, as a Priest, was capable of Language Proficiency too, although he couldn't read. However, after he quit the guild, none of the remaining people were capable of Language Proficiency anymore.
All in all, they were mute and deaf on the way. They couldn't communicate with outsiders, couldn't buy food, and didn't have a good rest.
Even if they didn't need to sleep, they needed to stop and rest. After all, there was a Stamina Bar.
They almost had a mental breakdown.
After finally returning to Hollevin and being able to communicate with others, Hawk didn't feel happy for long when he saw on the forum of his guild that Vincent, one of the minor shareholders of his guild, had quit. It was Roland's doing.
So, he hurried back to Delpon and went straight to the Magic Tower without taking a sip of water.
He went to Vincent first and persuaded him to return to the guild.
As it turned out, while practicing Inferior Fireball, Vincent said casually, "We agreed that you're free to enter and leave the guild. Besides, I didn't ask you to refund the investment. The money doesn't need to be refunded. You have one less shareholder, and you have more dividends. You should be happy. "
Hawk couldn't say that he and the chairman wanted Vincent to pay more, could he?
So, he went to Roland in a hurry.
"Please help me persuade Vincent to come back," Roland said to Hawk.
"Vincent has his own hands and feet, and he's an adult. He's free to go wherever he wants and do whatever he wants. I can't control him."
"If you hadn't bewitched him …"
Roland raised his hand and stopped Hawk. "I know what you're going to say next. Stop talking, okay? We're all adults. Now that our two guilds are in such a mess, the division of interests is inevitable. Vincent is between us, and he'll definitely make a choice. You know very well whether or not I bewitched him. "
"I know what happened before was indeed our fault," Hawk said solemnly. Hawk said seriously, "But don't you think it's a pity that the good relationship between the two parties has been destroyed because of these things?"
"I don't think so," Roland replied solemnly. "Because this is the third time you've completely ignored our interests for your own interests. You can't do it more than three times!"
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