When Roland saw the orc's face, he chuckled.
It was a catgirl!
She had snow-white cat-shaped ears, short snow-white hair, light green cat eyes, and a frightened pretty face.
Betta ran over with the stone box in his arms and saw the catgirl who was pressed to the ground by two Hands of Magic. He immediately exclaimed in a low voice, "Oh, it's actually a catgirl, she's so beautiful … Wait."
At this moment, Betta suddenly squatted down and threw the stone box aside, gold coins flying everywhere.
He held his head with both hands, his expression somewhat pained, while he muttered, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I know I was wrong."
Because his voice was really too low, Roland only heard the word "wrong."
So Roland looked at him strangely and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Betta immediately waved his hand and said with an embarrassed smile, "It's nothing, nothing."
He immediately picked up the gold coins on the ground again, then stuffed 18 gold coins into Roland's hand, and then, without saying anything, ran away with his share, rather like he was fleeing.
Huh?
Roland was a little puzzled, then his eyes returned to the catgirl in front of him.
"Why are you following us?"
Roland's tone was very cold.
The catgirl didn't dare to speak. She pursed her lips and shook her head vigorously, tears still in her big green cat eyes.
Her long white cat tail was tightly clamped between her feet, not daring to stand up at all.
She seemed to be very scared.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Roland continued to ask, "Speak, why are you following us?"
Perhaps it was Roland's increasingly cold tone that really frightened the catgirl.
The pupils of her cat eyes were rapidly shrinking, and then she shook her head vigorously.
"You're not following us?" Roland squatted down and deliberately sneered. "Then why are you in this place?"
The catgirl looked at Roland timidly, not daring to speak.
But she found that Roland's expression seemed to become more and more impatient, and finally spoke softly, rather aggrievedly, and said softly, "This … is my … home."
Oh!
Roland scrutinized the catgirl again.
Although she was quite beautiful, her complexion didn't look very good. Her skin was yellowish, and the robe she wore looked old and even a little dirty.
Roland looked around and asked, "This is just a meadow. Where is your home?"
The catgirl's hands and feet were held down by Roland's two Hands of Magic, and she couldn't move at all. She could only glance to the left at a bush that was a little out of place with the grass.
Roland's mental power turned into several invisible tentacles and probed the bushes.
With the help of his spiritual tentacles, Roland discovered that there was a small underground space under the grass, with bedding and some simple furniture.
So that was how it was. It really was someone else's house.
In that case, if the other party saw a stranger coming, it would be reasonable for him to hide in a corner and remain invisible.
Roland waved his right hand and withdrew Hand of Magic.
The cat girl jumped up with a whoosh and landed on her hands and feet. She looked very nervous and wanted to escape, but she didn't dare to.
He could only look at Roland with tears in his eyes.
Roland sighed. It was his fault for overreacting in this matter. Taking out a gold coin from the system Backpack, he tossed it to the catgirl and said, "Sorry, this is my apology."
The catgirl looked very poor at first glance. Not only did she have a bad complexion, but even the place she lived in was so remote and cramped.
Who would want to live in a hole if they had some spare money?
The catgirl didn't dare to pick up the gold coin. She was afraid that Roland was teasing her.
Roland roughly guessed what was on her mind and knew that she didn't seem to trust others, so he didn't say anything more and turned to leave.
Although Roland walked farther and farther away, the catgirl didn't dare to move. Roland's teleportation frightened her.
In a place like the Red Magic Tower, everyone knew some common sense about magic.
Teleporting with a snap of the fingers without chanting, and with Hand of Magic and teleportation activated at the same time, was an ability that even most elders didn't dare to use.
Cats were known for their agility and elegance. They were fast, but in front of a Mage who could teleport, the so-called agility and elegance were a joke.
It wasn't until Roland's back was completely gone that the catgirl relaxed a lot. She wiped her tears and looked at the gold coin in front of her. She hesitated for a long time, then picked it up and put it in her robe.
Roland walked on the streets of the west district. Compared with the east district, which had better infrastructure, the environment here in the west district was really … indescribable.
It wasn't much better than a regular human city.
There were sewers, but the streets still reeked of feces and urine.
Roland opened his Magic Shield, which could filter out some of the unpleasant smells. After walking in the west district for a while and slightly familiarizing himself with the environment, he returned to his dormitory in the east district.
The middle district was the largest, and the east district was the second.
Because the east district was where Mages and regular magic students lived, the flow of people here was far less than that of the west district, which was heavily populated.
Roland walked in the east district for more than ten minutes and only met a little more than twenty people.
Also, two-thirds of them were magic apprentices and maids.
When Roland returned to the door of the dormitory, he heard arguments coming from inside.
Roland frowned and stepped through the door.
Then, he found that Betta was protecting a maid and confronting two noble-looking Mages.
The maid was shivering behind Betta.
Betta, on the other hand, looked angry.
Roland glanced around and found seven Mages scattered throughout the enormous main hall, watching the show.
Behind the maid, there was a tilted bucket and a large water stain on the ground.
And of the two noble Mages confronting Betta, one of them had a large patch of the lower half of his magic robe soaked.
Roland immediately understood what had happened.
It was nothing more than the maid in charge of cleaning accidentally dropping the bucket in her hand, and then the splashing water wet the noble's robe.
The noble wanted to punish the maid, and Betta stepped forward to save the damsel in distress.
This brat, wherever he goes, he can seduce maids.
Roland clicked his tongue inwardly.
Then, he heard the noble Mage in front of him, his robe wet, rebuke Roland angrily. "Judging by your attire, you're also a noble. Is it necessary to protect a lowly slave girl like this? Between us nobles, there is no need to hurt our friendship because of an outsider. What did your elders teach you? "
"It's none of your business how I teach her," Betta said stubbornly. "It's true that she was wrong to do something wrong, but she apologized, and you're going to have her dragged out and beaten to death. Isn't that too vicious and cruel?"
At this point, the maid behind Betta's body jerked violently.
"Vicious and cruel?" The noble laughed aloud. "Do you know how much the magic robe cost this time? At least ten gold coins. If she can't pay it, then isn't it reasonable to pay with her life? Can't you even figure that out? I'm being merciful, not torturing her. "
"What a generous gift." Betta sneered, then threw down a dozen gold coins, raised his chin, and said condescendingly, "This is for you."
Roland secretly clapped his hands. This kid is tough enough, as expected of our F6 … a fringe member.
At this point, all the Mages watching the show were moved.
The expressions of the two noble Mages became quite ugly.
And the noble whose robe had been wet clenched his fists tightly, suppressing his wildly rising anger, and said through gritted teeth, "You, what do you mean by this!"
"Don't you want money? Here, pick up money."
Betta raised his chin again, looking quite arrogant.
"You …"
The noble whose robe had been wet was about to rush forward, but was held back by his companion beside him.
This noble Mage, who had been silent all this time, looked at Betta and asked, "Which country are you from?"
"Not really from that country. If I had to say, I'd barely count as someone from Hollevin."
As soon as this was said, the noble laughed and shook his head slightly. "No wonder, turns out to be a hothead. I thought you were the heir of some great power or family. Kid, since you're a Hollevin barbarian, then I won't waste any more words with you. Pick up these dozen gold coins and personally stuff them into this bitch's mouth and make her swallow them. If she survives, we'll pretend that nothing happened. If she doesn't, then that's her fate. "
The dozen or so gold coins added up weighed no more than half a kilogram.
But the gastric juices couldn't digest the gold coins, and they would keep falling into the stomach, causing intestinal obstruction, which was very painful. Without laparotomy, the pain would last for a long time before death.
It was a very insidious way to kill.
Betta snorted. "Sorry, I don't like you guys, but I'm going to protect this maid."
"You can't protect her," the noble in the wet robe said grimly. The nobleman in the wet robe said gloomily, "Your strength is about the same as ours at most. One of us can keep you busy, and the other can kill the maid directly. Since it's all death, wouldn't it be better to let her swallow the gold coins and live a few more days? "
Betta was starting to get a little angry.
He was considering whether or not to strike first.
The expressions of the other Mages in the main hall all changed, as if considering something.
But no one was willing to take sides.
At this moment, Roland spoke.
"He's no match for you alone, but what about with me?"
Roland walked to Betta's side.
Betta was only level six, and the two noble Mages were both level five. They were all Mages, and mental sensing was a basic skill, so they could roughly know each other's strength.
Two level five against level six, the odds were indeed good.
At least in their view, the odds were good.
But in reality, it wasn't difficult for Betta to deal with the two of them, and the battle was guaranteed to be over in five minutes. After all, the overall attribute growth of the players was high, and the overall growth of the Golden Sons was the highest of all professions.
But there was a maid behind Betta, and Roland could indeed deal with two people, but it was impossible to protect the maid under the simultaneous attacks of two people.
Roland stood up and walked to Betta's side.
Betta cried out in surprise, "Brother Roland, you're back!"
Roland nodded, then said, "Send the maid back to the west district and settle her down."
"Okay." Betta followed the good advice and, ignoring the gold coins on the ground, pulled the maid around and turned out of the dormitory building.
The two nobles each took a step forward, seemingly wanting to stop Betta.
But Roland moved sideways two steps and stood a little in front of the dormitory door, blocking the two of them.
Then he said in an indifferent tone, "Pick up the gold coins, this is a reward from Betta."
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