"From what you've said, that sword seems to be quite something. Why didn't you pull it out?" Roland asked curiously. "It's worth a lot of money after all. Besides, isn't it a Warrior's dream to have a marvelous weapon?"
Hawk smiled bitterly. "I was going to report it to the guild and have them team up with us to pull the sword out. The place where the sword was sealed was protected by many powerful summoned creatures, but I didn't expect that … the guild would be gone in the blink of an eye. "
When he said this, Hawk's expression seemed a little lost and troubled, as if he had lost his direction and fighting spirit.
Compared to the high-spirited Berserker who dared to kill a small noble family countless times, he was like a different person.
Roland could understand the other party's pain.
After all, it was said that Hawk was already a member of Silver Wings when he was just a freshman and participated in all the games as a member of the guild. It had been almost seven years now. How many seven years did a person have in their life?!
"Actually, I don't think you need to go to other countries." Roland shook his head and said, "After we're out of the game, Schuck and I often meet to chat and discuss the content of the game. You should also know that Schuck is almost always in Fareins. According to him, Hollevin was a relatively weak country among all the countries. Compared to Fareins, it was probably like comparing Burma to a rabbit country. In any aspect, especially in terms of the strength of the professionals of the same level in the two countries, the average quality gap is huge. "
Hawk couldn't help but ask, "How big is the gap?"
"Schuck said that he could fight five Warriors of the same level and similar equipment in Hollevin. But in Fareins, it's already quite difficult to fight two, and it's absolutely impossible to beat three. You must know that Saint Samurai is the top of the three bug-like professions. If it were any other profession, it would be even more difficult. "
"That's because he didn't fight on a dragon, right?" Link suddenly said.
Roland shrugged. "Of course, if he still rode a dragon, it would be too much of a bully."
Hawk was silent for a moment and asked, "You think we can't make a name for ourselves in other countries?"
"That's what I mean." Roland nodded. "Most importantly, you only know the language of Hollevin, right? If you go to other countries, you won't be able to communicate normally for at least two or three months. Can you handle it?"
These words sent a chill down their spines.
They remembered the time when they first entered the game. They didn't speak the language, didn't know anyone, couldn't even eat, and even starved to death a few times. Although it was impossible for them to starve to death now, as level 5 Warriors, it was still very easy for them to hunt.
But they no longer wanted to experience the helplessness of not being able to communicate with others.
"So it's better to stay in Hollevin." Roland thought for a moment and said, "There's no one managing the docks anymore, but for my sake, no one dares to rob them for the time being. It's good that you're back. Go and take over the dock. After all, that place was originally built by you guys. "
Hawk and Link looked at each other. They were well aware of the value of a dock. Although Silver Wings' waterway logistics system was not built in the end, they could at least make a lot of money in the game with just this dock.
"You are willing to give it to us?"
Hawk didn't say "return it to us." Although the dock was indeed built by the two of them, a lot of things had happened during this time, and the dock had now changed owners. Even if they built it, they were no longer qualified to say that they were the true owners of the dock.
"Didn't you also tell me that there's a good sword over at Bluewater Harbor?" Roland said with a smile. "It's normal for everyone to benefit each other, right?"
Hawk was quite tempted. He built the dock single-handedly with countless painstaking efforts, and it would be a lie to say that he didn't have any feelings for it.
However, he knew that it was almost impossible to take back the dock. He never had any extravagant hopes, and this time he came to Delpon with the idea of taking another look at the place he had worked hard for.
But he didn't expect that Roland would actually be willing to give him the dock.
After thinking for a while, Hawk said gratefully, "Okay, I understand. In the future, half of the profits from this dock will go to your Magic Tower."
"There's no need for that …" Roland wanted to say that he didn't lack this bit of money.
But Hawk's expression was very serious, so Roland stopped persuading him and said, "Vincent is helping to look after the dock. You can talk to him. He's on the third floor."
"Okay." Hawk stood up.
Link immediately stood up too.
Roland, on the other hand, continued to analyze his spell. He had finished studying the Activation spell.
During his studies of the spell, Roland discovered that the success rate of Enlivening depended on luck. Whether or not a plant could be enlivened into a treant depended on the age of the tree, its luck, and his own luck.
Roland had successfully activated a treant three times, which was like hitting the jackpot three times. Then, in the past half a year, he hadn't successfully activated it again, as if those three successes had sucked all his luck.
But just because he didn't succeed in activating a treant didn't mean that the spell didn't succeed.
Ever since he became a Mage, Roland was well aware of the difference between "successful casting" and "achieving a goal."
For example, if you successfully cast a fireball but it didn't blow up the enemy, it didn't mean that the spell didn't succeed, but that you didn't achieve your goal.
Roland opened the forum and contacted Solisa.
Then, he sent the new spell model to her.
Very soon, Solisa sent the remaining money and a picture. Behind her stood an old treant with gray leaves who was at least four meters tall, holding a long dry branch. At the end of the branch, there was a silver lantern.
He succeeded on his first try? Also, it seemed to be a Wisdom Tree. What a nice face!
The Elven Summoner class was indeed something.
Roland couldn't help but look at his Hybrid specialization and the Elven Summoner in the description. He could switch to this class now without the sap of the World Tree.
Also, the Summoner was officially one of the three bug-like classes.
It was not hard to imagine how powerful the features of the class were.
But the problem was that Roland's Charm growth was too low. It was only a basic five points. If he had known that there was such a class, he would've added points to Wisdom and Charm. By then, he would've been surrounded by hundreds of powerful summoned creatures with powerful spells. Who could've killed him?
Unfortunately, he couldn't be bought with money.
Roland thought for a moment and felt that it was time for him to consider a hidden class.
Pure Mages were indeed powerful, but they were relatively mediocre. If he wanted to develop in the direction of high mobility, Arcane Windrunner would be a good class. Besides, as a hidden class, Roland didn't think it was any worse than the Elven Summoner.
Then, he pinged Betta in the guild system. "I'm told that you're close to the elves. Is there any way to reach out to Ans? I need to talk to him about something. "
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