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Chapter 382

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This was a very rude behavior, but now, no one dared to say it out in the open. Even if they were dissatisfied, they would at most grumble a little more in their hearts.

After all, Roland had invited them last night, and they were the ones who didn't show up.

So, they couldn't blame other people for not taking them seriously.

Since they couldn't get through Roland, they could go to someone related to Roland.

Vivian, Jerry, and the relatives of all the magic apprentices in the Magic Tower had been harassed a lot in the past two to three days. Some people tried to curry favor with them, begged for mercy, and even threatened to let their children mix with their children.

Apart from the families of the magic apprentices, other people who attended the banquet were harassed in the same way.

If it were in the past, the threatened nobles and celebrities might've been willing to help them, but it concerned the magic apprentices.

But this matter concerned the quota of magic apprentices. Besides, as Roland said last night, he was a petty and vengeful person.

What if he found out something and took back their family's priority?

Only idiots would do that.

At least, they couldn't do that for the first batch. Maybe they could try it after the second and third batches when Roland's anger was mostly gone.

The other side was anxious because there were only two days to go before the selection.

There was a huge conflict between the two sides. At first, it was just a few families scolding and fighting each other, but there were many aristocrats who were related. In the end, it evolved into two factions scolding each other, and even playing dirty tricks.

Sitting in his study, Roland read the report submitted by the Black Sand Gang and smiled. "Well, as I expected, they're fighting. Not bad, not bad. "

"What a sinister smile you have." Vincent clicked his tongue in disdain.

Roland put the report back in the drawer and smiled. "I'm doing it for the occasion. All bad guys smile like that. I've had enough of the nobles ganging up on the Magic Tower. They really think we don't know how to play tricks! Now, let's give them a taste of being pawns. "

"Those who don't know better might think that you're very vindictive." Vincent shook his head helplessly. "Division is indeed useful, but it can only be carried out with great force. So, what do you have in mind next? "

Roland thought for a moment and said, "Try to recruit as many civilians as possible for the class you lead."

"To train the loyal followers of the Magic Tower?"

Roland nodded. "Yes, the children of nobles, no matter how hard we raise them, at least half of their hearts will be with the family. But the commoners are different. Give them a chance, and at least three-quarters of their hearts will be on the side of our Magic Tower. "

Vincent nodded. "Understood."

"In addition …" Roland pondered for a while and said, "Instill in the civilian apprentices the principles of 'Ten years in the east, ten years in the west, don't bully the young because they are poor', 'Kings, marquises, generals, and ministers, it's better to have guts', 'My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of God', and so on."

Vincent took a deep breath, and his body tensed up subconsciously. "You're playing with fire!"

"I don't think so." Roland shrugged, amused.

"Aren't you afraid that they'll destroy the new Magic Tower that we've worked so hard to build?"

"When they grow up, our new Magic Tower will also be a behemoth. If they could still destroy the new Magic Tower at that time, then so be it. Besides … If they can destroy the new Magic Tower, it won't be difficult for them to destroy other organizations or forces, such as churches. "

Vincent's eyes were filled with mischievousness. "You're up to something big."

"No!" Roland tried to deny it. "I'm just one of those losers who want to see other people suffer when I'm down on my luck."

"Heh!"

Vincent sneered, not believing it at all.

Two days passed.

The huge temple-style pavilion that had been built was not demolished, so the selection was held here.

Outside the giant pavilion, there were several layers of people densely surrounding it.

The commoners and the nobles were mixed together and surrounded the pavilion.

About seven hundred children of appropriate age had been sent to the pavilion. The children of the nobles were in one circle, the children of the merchants were in another circle, and the children of the commoners were in another circle.

Compared with the arrogant children of the nobles, the children of the merchants and the commoners were much more self-abased.

The commoners, in particular, were wearing clean but patched clothes. They all lowered their heads, not daring to look at anyone.

The entire square was very noisy, several times noisier than the market.

When Roland came out, he felt that his ears were ringing. Then, he released the soundproof barrier that he learned from the drows and covered the entire pavilion.

It immediately became quiet.

The soundproof barrier was almost transparent. Even the people outside could see what was going on inside, but they couldn't hear anything.

Roland and Vincent were both practical people. They didn't want to waste any time. After they came out of the Magic Tower, they walked to the children without saying anything.

They circled around them and patted some children's shoulder now and then, asking them to step aside.

Every time they patted a child, the child's relatives would cheer loudly outside, as if they were the ones who were chosen.

Very soon, Roland selected thirty apprentices. Half of them were the children of nobles and merchants, which could be seen from their clothes. The remaining fifteen were the commoners, skinny and self-abased.

Vincent, on the other hand, chose forty, because he chose ten more commoners than Roland did.

After selecting the candidates, Roland removed the magic barrier and spoke to the crowd outside with a loudspeaker spell, "We'll hold a selection every year. Just like before, only the descendants of those who are close to the Magic Tower are qualified. As for the qualifications of the civilians, the Black Sand Gang will be responsible for that."

Then, the magic apprentices came out and cleared a large space on the right side of the Magic Tower.

Although they were confused, nobody was willing to clash with the people of the Magic Tower. Besides, this was the Magic Tower's territory, and they had every right to kick people out.

After the space was cleared, Roland walked over and snapped his fingers.

The ground of the square turned into a swamp under everybody's gaze. Then, mud rose and petrified.

Pillars and beams appeared in front of their eyes. It was like a dream.

Then, the walls were raised too, forming a gigantic square building that covered an enormous area and was divided into five floors.

At this moment, many people already knew what Roland was going to do.

In the end, he was going to add to the enormous building.

Watched by tens of thousands of people in awe, the enormous teaching building that was more than thirty meters tall, almost as tall as the pavilion, rose before their eyes.

Although the teaching building was shabby and undecorated, and some of the windows were even a little crooked, nobody found it ugly.

Tall was handsome, and big was beautiful.

The simple logic was also applicable in the world of architecture.

Besides, such an unbelievably huge building took no more than five minutes to build.

The magic apprentices who had just been selected looked at Roland's back and felt that he was unusually magnificent.

The magic apprentices who had just been selected looked at Roland's back and felt that he was unusually magnificent.

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