The experience gained from learning a level-two spell was beyond Roland's imagination, but it also suggested how troublesome Language Proficiency was.
Casting Language Proficiency on himself, Roland walked out of the hotel.
Gru had given him a simple map of Aldo's address. Although the drawing was ugly and looked like a child's graffiti, it was at least understandable.
Following the directions on the map, Roland came to a manor in the north of the city.
A fence made of bronze encircled a large piece of land, within which was a flat and emerald green lawn. There was also a small building with white walls and red tiles imprinted into his eyes.
Two guards stood before the fence. Roland walked to them and said, "I'd like to meet Mr. Aldo, the branch chairman, as a Mage."
The two guards had already seen him. Seeing that he was wearing a magic robe, they naturally did not dare to underestimate him. However, they were hesitant. One of them said, "Sir, if you want to visit our master, you should at least show an invitation or something that can prove your identity, right?"
It was the basic etiquette of the upper class of Hollevin. If the visitor was not a close friend, they should at least send a servant to inform them in advance and set a time for the visit. A visitor like Roland who came to visit on his own would give the impression that he didn't know the etiquette.
However, Roland was dressed like a spellcaster, so the two guards did not dare to show any mockery or disdain.
"Tell the branch chairman that I'm not only a Mage but also a Golden Son."
Hearing the words Golden Son, the two guards' expressions changed.
One of them said quickly, "Wait a moment. I'll inform the master immediately."
After that, the man sprinted to the building. Seeing that Roland was looking at him, the guard at the gate put on a nervous, if not ingratiating smile.
As he expected … Thanks to the two players who confronted a certain noble earlier, the players' reputation in Delpon was rather subtle.
They might not be well-known, but they were at least somewhat scary.
Roland moved his eyes away and observed the manor.
Seeing that Roland's eyes were finally not on him, the guard next to him was secretly relieved. He had heard rumors about the Golden Sons before, and they were exaggerated ones. He was instinctively afraid of this group that couldn't die.
Soon, the guard who had gone in to make the report ran out, panting as he said, "Master invites you in."
Roland nodded and thanked the guard, then slowly walked along the stone path in the garden to the small building.
An old man with white hair stood at the door. When he saw Roland, he bowed slightly and said, "Honorable Golden Son, Master is waiting for you in the study on the third floor. Please come with me."
"Please lead the way."
Roland replied unhurriedly and followed the old man into the small building.
Because Roland was from an ordinary family, he had no concept of luxury goods, so he couldn't understand what was so special about the wooden furniture in the small building.
On the other hand, the large number of maids in the building showed how wealthy Aldo was.
These maids all had rosy complexions and fair skin. It was obvious that they ate and slept well.
And they were all very pretty.
Aldo was indeed known for his lecherous nature.
These maids were all quite lively. When they saw Roland, they were all curious. They even gathered in groups of two or three and whispered to each other while observing Roland.
Roland saw the reactions of the maids and followed the old man to the third floor.
The old man knocked on the door of a gray and brown room.
"Come in."
A mature and steady male voice came from the door.
The old man slightly bowed, opened the door, and made a gesture of invitation for Roland to come in.
Roland entered the room and saw a middle-aged man in a bright gray magic robe sitting behind a white chair.
The man looked calm at first, but he was slightly surprised when he saw Roland.
"Language Proficiency?" Aldo stood up and looked at Roland with surprise on his face. "You can actually perform this spell in its entirety?"
Roland was briefly stunned. "Is this spell very difficult?"
Roland had practiced Language Proficiency for almost a month, and he did find it difficult. But looking at Aldo's expression, he immediately felt that this spell seemed to be more difficult than he had imagined.
"Yes, of course. Please take a seat. " Aldo calmed down and sat on the chair. Then, he observed Roland for two seconds with respect in his eyes and said with a smile, "You said earlier that you're a Golden Son? A Golden Son who is blessed by the Life Goddess and doesn't age or die? "
"Yes, I'm certain that I'm immortal, but no one can guarantee that I won't age," Roland explained.
"Then, why are you here?" Aldo said most likely jokingly. "You're not here for me, are you? The Yaros family became enemies with you two Golden Sons because of women, and now they're forced to flee to the capital. "
It was also because of women! Aldo was also very lecherous. No wonder he would say such things.
Roland shook his head and denied, "Of course not."
He had been observing just now. The maids in this building all lived well. Although their identities might be awkward, they were at least well-fed and warm.
Although he had only been in Delpon for two days, Roland had seen too many beggars who lacked food and shelter. Compared to them, the maids' life was almost heaven.
"So, why are you here?" Aldo rested his left hand on the table and held his chin with the back of his hand. "Please forgive me for being so straightforward, but I have too many things to do and don't want to waste any time."
Roland had to admit that Aldo's gesture had the elegance of a gentle scholar.
Roland replied with a smile, "I want to join the Association of Mages."
"What?" Aldo was stunned. "Join us?"
Roland nodded. He was a little surprised by Aldo's reaction.
"Really? You're not lying to me? "Aldo suddenly stood up with his hands on the table.
He seemed to be very happy!
Roland, on the other hand, was stunned. Why did Aldo look like that?
"Welcome, welcome." Aldo stood up and walked to Roland rather excitedly, patting him on the shoulder. "Do you know? I'm the only official Mage in all of Delpon now. The other magic apprentices are stupid. Although they can use level-zero tricks, and some have barely mastered one or two official level-one spells, they're of no use at all. Their theoretical knowledge of magic is pitifully poor, and they haven't made any progress. I don't even have anyone I can communicate with. "
"It's great that you're willing to join us."
As he spoke, Aldo grabbed Roland's hand and shook it hard, appearing rather excited.
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