It was too flashy. Not to mention that he would be regarded as an idiot on the battlefield, a lot of people would look at him as a stupid pencil just by walking on the road.
Roland was about to take off the magic equipment. He had decided that this set of things would only appear in the lab in the future, and outsiders wouldn't be able to see it under normal circumstances.
But when he was about to take off the magic equipment, Andonara, who had been watching from the side, suddenly trotted over and stopped him.
"Roland, what are you doing? Why are you taking off such beautiful clothes?"
"Beautiful?" Roland's lips twitched. He thought that Andonara was being sarcastic. Then he wanted to take them off even more.
But Andonara pressed his hands, the queen's eyes bursting with bright light. "It's really beautiful, and it suits you very well."
Only then did Roland realize that Andonara's eyes were full of affection and didn't seem to be sarcastic at all.
Then Vivian came in with fruit wine and some pastries, and when she saw Roland's current outfit, she also suddenly revealed a seemingly amazed expression.
Roland was now wearing a pair of big earrings that glittered with blue light, quite a bit of a kun style.
It was a bit girly, but also mysterious.
Was there something wrong with these two women's aesthetic standards?
What was so beautiful about such shiny clothes?
Men wanted to be low-key and reserved.
But then he thought for a few seconds and vaguely understood why Vivian and Andonara didn't think such clothes were too flashy.
It had to do with the era and the cultural background.
In modern society, neon lights were everywhere, so no one thought that glittering things were very rare.
But in ancient times, a few pieces of broken glass could be sold for a high price, not to mention jewelry that could shine, which could definitely be sold for an astronomical price.
That was what ancient women liked.
And with the background of this world, it wasn't a problem to say that Andonara and Vivian were ancient women.
More importantly, the light blue flash on Roland's body was the light of magic.
Magic represented knowledge, mystery, and nobility.
So in the eyes of Andonara and Vivian, there was nothing wrong with Roland, a genuine Mage, wearing this outfit.
If it were anyone else, such as a Warrior or a merchant …
Most likely, the two of them would laugh at him.
But even with two women backing him up, he didn't want to go out in this thing.
He had to think of a way to conceal the light of the enchanted equipment.
While Roland continued his experiments in the Magic Tower, Jason finally came to Delpon.
He first handed over some matters to Hawk, and then he stood on the city wall and watched Hawk, Link, and a group of guild members leave.
A gentle breeze caressed Jason's face. He smiled. "A stray dog."
Then he turned around and said to the guild members he had brought, "Let's go get the guild's things."
This world had never been truly peaceful, although Delpon had been peaceful for nearly half a year after the death of the old mayor.
During this time, no villains dared to cause trouble in Delpon, and even the nobles restrained their behavior.
But on this day, terrifying violence once again appeared on the streets.
A dozen Golden Sons dragged a few middle-aged men and threw them in front of a shop named Torre Ores on the west commercial street.
In front of the shop manager, he broke the bones of the middle-aged men's legs one by one.
In an instant, screams rang out. Almost everyone on the entire street ran away, and all the windows were tightly shut.
Jason used a white silk cloth to wipe the non-existent sweat off his forehead.
He was dressed in black and smiled very gently. "The manager of the Torre family, right? Tell your master the same thing. You took everything from Silver Wings and returned it all. What you ate, you have to spit it out. In addition, we also need an equal amount of compensation. We don't ask for much, a hundred gold coins is enough. As far as I know, you killed at least eight of our employees and injured more than twenty. Isn't it reasonable to pay five or six gold coins for the medical expenses of these people? "
The manager was not calm at all, but he forced himself to calm down. "You're making an enemy of the Torre family by doing this."
Jason smiled and said, "We even dared to kill the mayor, a Torre family is nothing. Remember to tell your master that I'm only giving him three days. "
After speaking. Jason left with his men.
Then, he appeared in front of a certain shop on another street and performed the same trick again.
And again.
That evening, many people asked to see Roland outside the Magic Tower.
Roland invited them all into the study.
Fortunately, the study wasn't small, and it didn't feel crowded even with a dozen people sitting down.
These people were all nobles, and their expressions were terrified.
Roland looked at them, already quite understanding why they had come.
It was just that he didn't want to talk, and it was rare for him to say it.
In the end, it was the head of the Torre family who couldn't stand the silent atmosphere and took the initiative to say, "Mr. Roland, you must have heard about what happened during the day. It was indeed our fault in this matter. You are all Golden Sons, can you cooperate with us? "
Roland shook his head. He felt that these people were very thick-skinned.
"As far as I know, you even wanted to take my Magic Tower for yourself. If it weren't for Andonara helping me hold the fort, this Magic Tower would have most likely changed owners." Roland smiled happily. "In fact, I'm quite happy to see you in trouble. Why should I intercede for you?"
As soon as this was said, the faces of all the visitors turned green.
At this time, a young noble muttered, "You disappeared for more than twenty days, and everyone thought you weren't coming back …"
"You can't say that, young man." Roland stared at the little noble and said, "You took your servants and went hunting for more than ten days and didn't come back. I didn't see you, so I thought you were dead. Then I ran to your house and became the master, slept with your wife, and beat your son with your gold coins. When you came back, I said, 'Who told you to leave for so long?' and let the matter go. Would you like that?"
The young noble's face was almost green with anger … He happened to have been married for less than three months, and his wife was tall and beautiful, and he quite liked her.
Roland's words were almost a knife stabbing directly into his heart.
Torre took a deep breath. "Mr. Roland, what will make you intercede for us? Or rather, what price do we have to pay? "
"I invited you up here to tell you that Silver Wings is in the right. You ran into someone else's territory, killed and set fire to it, and destroyed a dock that someone else worked so hard to build. Now that someone else has come back for revenge, you have to bear it yourself. "Roland smiled." I won't help you, so it's time for you to leave. "
The dozen or so little nobles were in an uproar.
Torre thought quietly for a moment and said, "But the Black Sand Gang under your banner did the same thing as us. You're not innocent, and as long as we join forces, we'll be big enough to deal with them. We should still have a chance of winning. But to beat them, we'll at least have to hurt them so that they won't do whatever they want. "
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