Ten gold coins a month wasn't nearly as much as Schuck's salary in the Church of Light.
But it must be noted that the Saint Samurai were the "leaders" of the Church of Light. They had the right to enforce the law. Although they had to follow the pope's command in important matters, they had the right to mobilize any member of the church when they were on the frontline or on a mission.
The Saint Samurai were equal to the Holy Lady of Light.
Twenty gold coins a month wasn't too outrageous for such a high position.
But Roland was only an acting deputy chairman. As far as he knew, the Association of Mages had branches in many major cities. As an acting deputy chairman, he received ten gold coins a month and all kinds of resources at his disposal.
This could already be described as rich and overbearing.
After a long time, Roland calmed himself down and asked, "So, what should I do now?"
"Familiarize yourself with the affairs of the Magic Tower?" Claus suggested carefully. "After all, too many affairs in the Magic Tower are taken care of by the chairman. He can't handle everything on his own."
"Okay." Roland nodded and said, "But I don't know your language yet. So, can anyone teach me how to read first? Can you read some business documents for me? "
Then, Vivian, the little beauty mentioned earlier, stood up and volunteered with a smile. "Deputy Chairman, I can teach you."
Well … Roland looked at other people, and they all moved their eyes away.
Obviously, they were helping him.
"Okay, it's up to you." Roland wasn't a pushover. Besides, he was new here, and it wasn't appropriate for him to disobey their kindness.
Vivian smiled sweetly.
Then, the other people dispersed, and Vivian showed Roland around the Magic Tower.
She introduced several areas, such as the magic material warehouse on the third floor, the magic laboratory on the fifth floor, the control core on the sixth floor, and the library on the seventh floor. Only the eighth, ninth, and tenth floors, which were the residences of the leaders of the Association of Mages.
Roland stayed in the library on the seventh floor for a long time. The books were written in Hollevin, and Roland didn't know any of them. But he knew that he would soon memorize the contents of the books.
Then, he chose the eighth floor as his residence. After all, it was close to the library. Just go downstairs.
After the tour, Vivian went to the study on the eighth floor and introduced the current business of the Magic Tower.
Then, Roland finally understood why the Magic Tower was so rich.
First of all, the Magic Association would distribute 100 gold coins every six months, as well as some magic materials as resources. In addition, the local city lord would provide 10 gold coins every month because the Magic Tower had a mutual defense contract with the city.
In addition, there were also some local chambers of commerce and friendly donations from nobles. On average, there were more than 20 gold coins every month.
Lastly, there were some special quests, such as helping the Mercenary Guild, Assassin Guild, and other special organizations to identify magic items, provide information on magic creatures, and even send some Magic Apprentices to help clear out the magic beasts. Anyway, after a series of jobs, he could earn about a dozen gold coins every month.
In this way, the Magic Tower had a monthly disposable income of more than 60 gold coins, so it was not a problem to give 10 gold coins to Roland.
The income of magic apprentices … was rather pitiful, only two or three silver coins.
Hearing this, Roland asked in surprise, "Don't you think it's too little?"
"It's not a small amount," Vivian said matter-of-factly. "We live and use from the Magic Tower. The resources we use for magic training are also provided by the Magic Tower. We don't have to work outside, and we can earn two or three silver coins every month. That's already a great benefit. "
Roland tapped his finger on the desk. "But my salary is hundreds of times higher than yours. Are you okay with that?"
Vivian shook her head, her delicate face full of confidence. "Out of two to three hundred magic apprentices, there may not be one official Mage. Why would we have a problem with that? "
That explained it!
No wonder those people were so excited when he came. No wonder they looked at him with admiration now and then. So, official Mages were really rare.
"Then, what are the requirements between a Magic Apprentice and an official Mage?" asked Roland.
Vivian, who was wearing a loose magic robe, explained, "There are two requirements. First, you have to be a level-one Mage, and second, you have to be able to cast at least one level-one spell."
Level-One? Roland looked at Vivian and asked, "Then what level are you?"
"Level-Zero." Vivian heaved a sigh. "Also, I can't fully use level-one Inferior Fireball yet."
Level-Zero! Was she level zero?
Roland grew curious. "How do you know your level?"
"You didn't learn how to release your spiritual power?" Vivian covered her mouth with her hand in surprise.
Roland opened his hands.
"Like this." Vivian gently closed her eyes and demonstrated.
A gentle, if not sweet, aura emanated from Vivian's forehead and touched the back of Roland's hand. Then, it retreated mischievously.
Roland did sense the mental power.
Then, Vivian opened her eyes and said with admiration, "You're level-four. Level-Five is the Elite level. Our chairman is an Elite. Both of you are super geniuses. "
Was this mental power release?
Roland was briefly stunned. Then, he closed his eyes too.
After concentrating, he sensed something similar in his consciousness. Compared to Vivian's spiritual power, he felt that his spiritual power was much greater.
If Vivian's Spiritual Energy was a piece of gauze, then his Spiritual Energy was a big round ball of water.
So, this was mental power.
In fact, he had sensed it a long time ago. When he cast a spell, part of the spell would be drawn from the ball of water, and it would be replenished as time went by.
He had always thought that it was just MP, but it turned out that it was mental power.
Speaking of which, MP and mental power didn't seem to conflict.
Could this thing be released on its own?
Roland tried it. He tore part of the ball of water with his mind and made it into several octopus tentacles, which he tied up Vivian on the opposite side.
Logically speaking, he should not be able to see what was happening outside with his eyes closed, but when a few tentacles extended out of his sea of consciousness, he 'saw' the scene in front of him.
It wasn't a visual look, but a feeling. It was different from what he saw with his eyes. He couldn't even tell what it was, but he knew that there was something several meters in front of him.
For example … Vivian's delicate body under her loose magic robe.
Shoot!
He immediately retracted his mental power.
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