I think it'll work! " Murphy thought it was a good idea. "Although the First Princess is not as strong as Queen Andonara, and even far from it, her appearance and figure are comparable to Andonara's, and most importantly, she is the princess of Fareins, so her status should be much higher than that of a small king's queen."
Alfred frowned. "I don't think Roland will care much about status. He's a pure Mage, a very pure kind, purer than you and I. Mordenkainen and Melf are at the top of this profession, and those two even dare to touch the gods. Do you think Roland, who is equally pure, will care about status? So, women have to be beautiful and have a good figure, which is the most important thing for young people. "
Clouds swirled outside the crystal window, and the wind whistled incessantly, which made the room seem rather quiet.
Murphy was silent for a moment. He suddenly thought of something and said, "But even if we can grasp Roland's preferences, what about the First Princess? She's not the kind of vase that can be manipulated by others. It's said that Prince Harry was poisoned by her because he messed around outside and tried to overpower the First Princess. "
Alfred smiled. "Although the First Princess does have her own ideas, this concerns the interests of the Fareins Kingdom, and as a member of the royal family, she is obliged to fulfill her responsibilities. Not to mention that Roland is good-looking, even if he were an ugly monster with pus all over his body, the First Princess would have to recruit him as the new prince. "
In Fareins, the husbands of all princesses were princes, but they had no real power and were only nominal titles.
"I'm just afraid she won't be willing."
"Then force her to be willing." Alfred smiled. "If I, a Legendary Mage, can't change her mind, then add a few more. If the entire Fareins members of the Red Magic Tower can't make her change her mind, there are several other Magic Towers. Everyone has seen Roland's talent now, and although we have quite a few disputes on academic issues, when it comes to national justice, I think we are all in agreement. "
Murphy nodded subconsciously. "That would work, but on the royal family's side … His Majesty also dotes on the First Princess, and we haven't figured out his thoughts. What if he also objects?"
Alfred clicked his tongue. "It's indeed troublesome. But in any case, Fareins belongs not only to the royal family but also to the Association of Mages. We'll force the royal family to do what they don't want to do for the empire. "
Murphy laughed. "I like your domineering style. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to become the Great Elder."
Alfred laughed heartily, quite happily.
Roland returned to his cabin, only to be pestered by Andonara again.
It couldn't be helped. After all, the cabin was only so big, and they couldn't run around. They had to stay in the cabin most of the time, and they didn't have a phone or a computer … Roland could connect to the forum, but Andonara didn't. She was bored, so she could only pester Roland.
As a young man, Roland naturally did happy things when he was pestered.
Two days later, the flying boat finally returned to the Red Magic Tower.
After returning to the manor, Andonara finally stopped pestering Roland.
She checked Marilyn's room first, but she didn't see her. So, she asked the maids where the catgirl was.
In the end, she heard very unpleasant words.
"Marilyn is outside every day."
"Marilyn doesn't like to work. She goes out early and comes back late."
"Marilyn always likes to sleep in the master's bed."
And so on. A series of complaints.
The werecats didn't have much status in the Red Magic Tower. Even though Marilyn and Roland, the master of this manor, seemed to be quite familiar, the maids didn't pay much attention to it.
Besides, these maids weren't stupid. They were extremely experienced and sensitive. They could subconsciously sense that Andonara, the mistress, wasn't too fond of Marilyn.
Of course, it wasn't that she hated her, but that she was somewhat worried.
Worried that the catgirl would seduce the male master.
So, when they talked about Marilyn's minor mistakes, they couldn't stop talking at all.
The more Andonara listened, the more unhappy she became.
She captured Marilyn for two reasons. One, she wanted to raise a smarter maid, and the other was to keep her under her nose, in case this rather beautiful kitten attacked Roland.
It was killing two birds with one stone. But she didn't expect that this little catgirl would be so undisciplined and undisciplined when they were out. If she were in the palace of Hollevin, she would've been beaten to death. But naturally, Roland wouldn't do that here. He could avoid the death penalty, but he couldn't escape punishment.
Andonara sneered and said to Roland, "You take a rest first. I'm going out for a walk."
"Okay."
Roland didn't know Andonara's plan. He returned to the stone building and went straight to the magic lab.
As far as he was concerned, he had gained a lot from the academic exchange in the past few days.
During the academic exchange, because the mentors of the various Magic Towers all talked about practical and esoteric knowledge, Roland didn't really understand much of it.
He didn't have much time to think and digest the knowledge.
But now he did.
The recording function recorded all the mentors' insights without missing a word, and Roland watched them over and over again.
At the same time, he opened his mathematical modeling database and transformed the mentors' insights into data, imported them, and then deduced them to see if they were consistent with his previous data symbols.
At this moment, the usefulness of the large database could be seen.
Many magic theories that he didn't quite understand were transformed into data and put into the database for deduction. A lot of things that Roland didn't understand before suddenly became clear.
Of course, most of the data was still wrong.
Because a lot of the data that was converted was just Roland's guesses based on his experience. There was no matching data link at all when it was put into the database.
But Roland didn't feel discouraged. This was a very normal thing.
After all, he hadn't learned much magic knowledge yet.
He stayed in the lab for five days without leaving, perfecting the models of some level-one and level-two spells based on the newly obtained data and knowledge.
For example, the model of Ice Ring had new changes.
On top of the Ice Blade's cutting, corrosion damage was added.
There was a level-two spell called Melf's Acid Arrow.
It was the work of the magic genius Melf when he was young. At that time, Melf's hometown was often attacked and invaded by trolls.
As a powerful race among the orcs, trolls were not only strong in combat but also had terrifying self-healing abilities.
Apart from the dragons and a few devils, trolls had the most powerful regenerative abilities.
High-level trolls could survive for more than a week even if they lost most of their heads.
Of course, during this time, if someone could stuff food into the trolls' esophagus, then the trolls could completely regrow their heads on their own without relying on any magic.
Not to mention the organs of their hands and feet, even their hearts could regenerate as long as they weren't too badly damaged.
Unless they were cut into pieces.
Humans were no match for these almost unkillable creatures, and they retreated in defeat.
Melf grew up in this environment, and he had a natural aversion to trolls. Too many of his friends and family died at the hands of trolls.
Then, in his anger, he invented Melf's Acid Arrow.
It was a spell that could suppress the regenerative and self-healing abilities of any fleshly race.
And it was only level-two, easy to learn.
After that, trolls were no longer a match for humans, and they were beaten back from the vanguard race of the orcs to the interior of the orc kingdom.
Acid Arrow was also essentially a liquid that could be mixed with water and turned into ice.
And Roland's new Ice Blade was a hybrid spell of Acid Arrow and Ice Blade.
Roland named it "Kill You Three Thousand."
This spell had five effects: crippling, freezing, creating slippery ice, corrosive damage, and resistance to healing.
Because it was a hybrid of two spell models, this spell directly became a level-three spell.
And because of the creation of the new spell, Roland received a lot of EXP and leveled up to level nine.
He was only one step away from the level of Master.
His five days of seclusion, thinking day and night, were not in vain.
For the past five days, Andonara had been delivering hot food to him every day.
She also didn't let anyone come over to disturb Roland.
Even when Betta came to play with Roland, he was politely "shooed" away by Andonara.
Although Betta could use the guild chat system to contact Roland, he didn't have anything important to do, so he didn't bother Roland.
Then, when Roland came out of the magic lab in high spirits, he stretched as he walked to the door, and then saw the catgirl tied to a branch opposite the door, swaying gently in the wind.
Pitiful and helpless.
When she saw Roland, she couldn't help but cry, "Help me, help me."
Her voice was extremely miserable, with a little childish sound that made people who heard it feel pity.
Andonara was in the shade of a tree not far away.
There was a round table and two chairs.
She was leisurely drinking an accessory that looked like tea. When she saw Roland, she smiled and waved her hand, then pointed at the chair opposite her.
Roland walked over and sat down. He turned his head to look at the catgirl who was not far away from him and asked, "What's going on?"
Smiling gently, Andonara said slowly, "This little catgirl is insensible and always runs around. Give her a little punishment."
"She doesn't seem to be our maid."
"She eats from our family, uses our family, and is under our family's protection." Andonara glanced at the little catgirl coldly, but when her eyes fell back on Roland, they were as gentle as water again. "Who would believe that she's not one of us?"
At this moment, Marilyn the catgirl struggled hard again, like a great green insect that was jumping around. "Roland, please, let me down, don't let this evil woman tie me up."
Roland moved his eyes away from the catgirl. "But she's really not my maid."
"My dear, you don't have to worry about the management of the servants in the house. I'll take care of them for you," Andonara explained slowly. "She's so capricious and unruly. If you're too lenient with her, the maids in the house will learn from her, and it'll be hard to manage them. Also … this little catgirl is too jumpy. If she goes on like this, something will happen sooner or later. You can't protect her forever. Instead of watching her walk into a dead end, it's better to sharpen her edges and temper while she's still in control. "
Roland picked up the cup and had a sip of tea.
Indeed … more than half a year ago, the Catwoman lived a cautious life, but the Catwoman now gave off a slightly 'arrogant' feeling.
"Catgirls don't know their place when they have someone to back them up." Andonara rose and poured Roland another cup of tea. "They're curious and often get themselves killed. They're a powerful race themselves, but they're forced to become a minority among the orcs. "
Roland had read about the werecats in some books, but he only briefly mentioned them.
After all, in this world, paper was a pretty valuable thing, and it was impossible to waste precious paper and spend a lot of time writing about the catgirls, a race of orcs that didn't have much of a presence.
Since Andonara had her own ideas, Roland wouldn't object.
Besides, it wasn't anything outrageous.
Marilyn had been living alone before and lacked discipline, so it was inevitable that she acted wild. It was good to have someone discipline her.
At this moment, Roland ignored Marilyn and, after chatting with Andonara for a while, went to the middle district.
There was a church of the Goddess of Magic there.
He came to the main hall of prayer.
A young priest froze when he saw Roland.
He was a member of the Ruby Class, the descendant of a minor noble.
Every day, part of his magic power was used to familiarize and practice magic, and the other part was used to summon staroil to make money. When he didn't have much magic power left, he came to the church to work.
Mages were quite short of money in the early stages.
Magic materials were too expensive.
"Monitor, what are you doing here?" The young Mage walked up to Roland, looking a little reserved. "Are you a believer of the Goddess of Magic, too?"
"No." Roland walked up to the altar. "I'm just here to sacrifice a spell model."
The young Mage froze.
Roland took the blueprint out of his Backpack and placed it on the altar.
Not long after, the pale blue light of magic engulfed the blueprint.
It was a sign that Mystra, the Goddess of Magic, had taken the blueprint away.
The young Mage swallowed hard, then looked at Roland in surprise.
And at this moment, an energy descended from the void.
The entire church was in a barrier.
All the Mages above the Master level in the entire Magic Tower felt this energy.
They all subconsciously jumped up and rushed out the door, looking at the place where the energy enveloped.
The Church of Magic.
Alfred stood in front of the window, staring solemnly into the northeast.
The average Mage and professional could only feel the descent of a high-level energy.
But to the eyes of the Legends, there was a huge, blurry female phantom above the church.
"Mystra," Alfred murmured to himself.
The phantom's face couldn't be seen clearly, but her mouth could barely be seen moving.
It was just that no one could hear her.
Probably only someone in the Church of Magic could hear her.
Alfred looked quietly at the female phantom.
All the Mages in the entire Red Magic Tower were staring in that direction.
About four minutes later, the phantom disappeared.
Alfred returned to the table and patted the golden bell on the table.
When the servant came in, he quickly said, "Investigate immediately who was in the church when the Goddess of Magic descended, and why the Goddess descended."
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