A hundred-meter-tall giant column was nothing in modern society. But in this world, it was already considered a giant building.
And the city wall was barely thirty meters high, so when the hundred-meter-tall column was erected, many people in the city noticed it immediately. Then they looked around in surprise, attracting more people's attention. Within a few minutes, everyone in the city noticed the giant column that suddenly emerged.
Surprise and uneasiness were slowly growing.
Who didn't know what this thing was used for? What if it was used as an arrow tower?
Similar thoughts uncontrollably popped up in many people's minds.
A few minutes ago, the mayor of Encart City was walking and chatting with Redding of the Magic Tower Guild.
"Why did you flinch just now?" asked the mayor, somewhat puzzled. "Is that young man named Roland very powerful?"
Redding nodded as he walked and said, "Not just powerful, he's very powerful. As far as I know, the deaths of at least two mayors are related to him. And … I also heard from my brother that he stole the queen, but the king didn't put him on the wanted list. "
"Wait!"
The mayor stopped abruptly and turned to look at Redding. "He's the legendary Roland?"
"Probably." Redding smiled and said, "I really can't be tough when facing someone who can't die and has a lawless personality."
The mayor was thoughtful. "Just now, I saw a very beautiful lady next to him. She looked familiar, and I always thought she looked like the queen. I didn't expect it to really be the queen."
Encart City was a remote city close to the border, and the acquisition of intelligence would be a lot slower.
Recalling the queen in his memory, the mayor shook his head helplessly. "If I knew that guy was Roland, I wouldn't want to appear in front of him."
"Mayor, you're scared too?"
"If he can kill two mayors, he can kill three." The mayor snorted coldly. "I'm not stupid."
The two of them started walking again, heading in the direction of the mayor's residence.
Redding followed them slowly. He pondered for a moment and asked, "What about the city gate?"
"Seal it for now."
"Aren't you afraid that Roland will blow up the gate?"
"No." The mayor smiled. "Although Encart City's intelligence capabilities are indeed poor, I still know what I should know. The Golden Sons followed a strange rule … self-defense. As long as they don't get their hands on someone, they won't dare to kill anyone. "
Redding nodded. "I've heard of this rumor, but I don't think it's reliable …"
Redding suddenly stopped. He looked outside the city wall to the west, and his expression turned ugly.
"What's wrong?" the City Lord asked.
"Very powerful magical fluctuations." Cold sweat began to appear on Redding's forehead. "This lunatic Roland isn't really going to blow up the city gates, is he?"
The City Lord's expression changed and he was furious. "He actually dares … I didn't even touch him, how dare he …"
Most people couldn't sense the frequency of magical elemental fluctuations, but Mages could.
In Redding's mental perception, a tsunami of magic power came from outside the city, and monstrous waves rumbled and rolled over from afar.
"I think we can first …"
Redding wanted to say that he should flee first. This level of mana fluctuations wasn't something he could contend with at all.
If it was just Roland alone, it wouldn't be too scary.
Mages had many weaknesses, such as a drastic drop in strength when their magic power was used up.
But the problem was that there were dozens of Golden Sons outside the city, all of them professionals.
If they joined forces, the military forces of this city really couldn't stop them.
But a second later, he swallowed the word "flee" back into his stomach.
Because a huge mud column had appeared outside the city wall and was continuing to rise.
The City Lord saw it too. He froze for a moment, then asked in confusion, "What's going on?"
Redding didn't answer because he wasn't sure either, but as long as it wasn't an offensive spell, there was no need to flee.
After the mud column rose to a height of a hundred meters, it quickly condensed into a rock column.
"They're …" The City Lord saw something and said, "Are they building a high-altitude stage?"
Redding's cold sweat flowed even more, and his face was a little pale.
The City Lord turned his head to look at him and asked, puzzled, "Why are you so scared? This isn't some offensive spell, is it? "
"No, I'm just a little uncomfortable." Redding laughed dryly.
As a Mage, Redding knew very well how terrifying the overwhelming magic fluctuations just now were, and what was even more outrageous was that these magic fluctuations actually lasted for nearly two minutes.
To be able to cause such terrifying magic fluctuations, it must have a large magic capacity.
Not to mention a Master, even a Legend's magic power was almost at this level.
Could it be that Roland's hidden strength was already close to that of a Legend?
Redding wiped his forehead.
The City Lord ignored Redding and returned to the City Lord's Mansion.
Redding stood where he was for a moment, then walked in the direction of the Magic Tower.
The City Lord returned to the City Lord's Mansion, then walked to the top of the building and looked at the rock column in the distance.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to see a spiral staircase appear on the surface of the column, winding upward.
It didn't take long for many human-shaped black dots to walk up the stairs.
"It really is a high-altitude stage." The City Lord punched the railing on the balcony heavily. "Damn Golden Sons, playing such tricks, really degrading us to the same level as civilians."
The City Lord's eyes were a little bloodshot.
There were many nobles who had similar thoughts as the City Lord.
Most of the nobles looked viciously at the column outside the city.
They all understood the Golden Sons' plan, and then they felt that someone was slapping them across the face again and again.
The nobles … were superior people, and whether it was food, clothing, housing, transportation, or access to knowledge, they were all different from civilians.
The nobles were born noble and born with privileges. This was the concept that they had been instilling in civilians for hundreds, even thousands of years. This concept allowed them to sit and enjoy the civilians' service as a matter of course, and they could exploit all civilians as a matter of course.
And the nobles' exceptionalism and the nobles' priority were the concrete manifestations of this concept.
Now, the Golden Sons were forcing them to share the joy with the people … Damn it.
They were nobles, how could they enjoy music and plays with those dirty and lowly peasants!
If there hadn't been that conflict before, or if the other party had performed in the city square, they wouldn't have minded clearing out a place and having fun with the people.
Because they would have sat in the carriages and enjoyed it, and at that time, there was no conflict between the two sides, no tearing that thin layer of paper.
But now … after their City Lord sealed the city, these Golden Sons actually thought that in front of them, the nobles should be together with the civilians, equal to them.
This was tearing off the halo of "nobles' priority privilege" from their heads, and they even wanted to stomp on it a few times in the mud.
This was simply too much … Do they really think the nobles are easy to bully?
The City Lord gritted his teeth and was about to put on armor and order troops to kill all those Golden Sons.
But reason made him endure, although his face was almost twisted with anger.
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