In the capital, only the royal family had the power to intervene in the affairs of the nobles.
Wasn't it normal for the nobles to kill a dozen or so of their own slaves?
This was the rule, this was the law. That was why the young man in front of him was so confident.
Even if a Mage came to his door, he would dare to scold back.
The Mages were indeed powerful, but nowadays, who didn't have a few Mages guarding the house?
Besides, he knew all the powerful Mages in the capital. This little Mage in front of him probably didn't have a big background, so he wasn't afraid of him.
Looking at the young man walking out arrogantly, Roland smiled and said, "Even if you're not from the royal family, I still want to intervene. After all, you're bullying me. "
"What do you mean by that?" The young man stopped behind the gate of the manor and looked at Roland through the empty windows of the iron gate. "Also, who the hell are you?"
At this moment, the young man's face was already somewhat fearful.
Because he was followed by three Mages.
He didn't know what was good for him, but the Mages behind him did.
Roland's magic power capacity was almost on the verge of the Legendary level. Such a Mage wasn't an ordinary person at all.
One of the Mages reminded the young man in his ear, and then the young man's attitude became much more restrained.
Roland glanced at the three Mages, all of whom were level five and had just entered the Elite level, and their magic fluctuations weren't obvious, so they weren't very strong.
"My name is Roland, and this time I'm here to help my servants vent their anger."
His tone was very flat, even with a slight smile. Such an attitude wasn't at all sincere in helping the servants vent their anger, but was here to pick a fight.
The young man's expression changed slightly.
Roland then asked, "Are you the owner of this manor?"
"That's me." The anger on the young man's face slowly dissipated, and his tone became calm. "Mr. Mage, did I offend you in some way in the past? If so, I'm here to apologize to you. "
Roland tilted his head and gestured to the four men who were crying next to him. "Didn't I say that these women are the relatives of my servants? They died inexplicably, so I have to come and ask about the situation."
Seeing that Roland had drawn his attention to them, the four men immediately cried even louder.
"Sister, you died so miserably."
"Daughter, you haven't even gotten married and had children yet. It's too soon. How pitiful."
The young man's face turned into an ugly green color. The cries of these four people were too fake. How could he not tell that they were just faking it?
"Sir, you're here to play with me, right?" He felt that his intelligence had been insulted and stared at Roland. "The lives of a few commoners are worth it for you to deal with the son of a count?"
"It's up to me whether it's worth it or not."
Roland stretched out his finger and gently touched the iron door. The iron door quickly turned red, and then melted into molten iron that dripped onto the ground.
There was a sizzling sound.
The hot air was distorted between the two parties.
"Stop. I'm willing to compensate you, "the young man said while suppressing his anger.
Roland shook his head. "What's your name?"
"Bushy Domingo Pine Needle. I will compensate the families of these women with a large amount of money. " The young man glanced gloomily at the few men who were still crying, and then returned to Roland. "Just take it as giving face to our Pine Needle family. In the future, we can take care of each other. "
"The lives of these maids can indeed be repaid with gold coins."
Hearing this, Bushy Domingo looked delighted. How much could the lives of a few maids, no matter how expensive they were, be worth? Twenty or thirty gold coins at most.
He could afford it.
However, Roland continued to smile and said, "But I still have a dozen daughters or sisters of my servants who used to work here with you, but now they've disappeared. So I ask you to hand them all over. "
Roland's smile, with a hint of mockery, was quite unpleasant to look at.
Bushy Domingo's hostility finally couldn't be suppressed. He knew very well where the previous batch of maids had gone. He stared fiercely at Roland. "Mage, don't be so shameless! We, the Pine Needle Family, also have a Legendary Wizard in charge. "
"What does that have to do with me?" Roland said to Bushy Domingo. "It seems that you don't want to hand over the people, so I'll go in and check it out myself."
"How dare you!" Bushy Domingo gritted his teeth and roared, the expression on his face quite distorted.
Roland raised his hand and was about to snap his fingers.
"Stop him." As Bushy Domingo retreated, he said to the three Mages and the group of guards, "If anything happens, I'll be responsible."
"You can't afford to be responsible, Young Master Pine Needle."
None of the three Mages stepped forward to attack, but instead slowly retreated with Bushy Domingo. "He's Roland, and if my information is correct, he's the inventor of the water-making and oil-making spells. And he seems to be the object of the Red Magic Tower and the Association of Mages' focus on nurturing and protecting. "
Another Mage continued, "We're all from the Association of Mages, and we can't do anything to him."
As they spoke, the three Mages retreated far away and then bowed slightly to Roland, indicating that they wouldn't participate in this farce.
Roland also nodded in thanks.
Seeing the instant betrayal of the three Mages, Bushy Domingo roared, "You traitors, eating my food, using mine, and in the end …"
"You can't say that, Mr. Bushy Domingo." The third Mage said with a smile, "It's the Association of Mages that nurtured us, taught us, and turned us into Mages, not your Pine Needle family. We're just in a employer-employee relationship, and even before we were hired, we said that we wouldn't be enemies with the Association of Mages. "
Bushy Domingo pointed at Roland and said angrily, "But he doesn't represent the Association of Mages."
"That's hard to say."
Listening to the three Mages standing farther and farther away, even with the tendency to watch the show, Bushy Domingo was so angry that his body was trembling.
He had never seen such a shameless person, even more shameless than his own family.
"All right, Bushy Domingo, please step aside," Roland said with a smile that was rather infuriating.
Bushy Domingo was so angry that he laughed. "So what if I don't step aside? Don't tell me you can kill me? "
"That won't be necessary."
Roland snapped his fingers, and a circle of Ice Ring was instantly cast, freezing Bushy Domingo's legs to the ground.
Then he waved his hand and let the men who were putting on a crying show leave with the bodies of the maids.
Then he walked around Bushy Domingo, who was staring at him, and walked into the manor.
Frozen in place, Bushy Domingo couldn't turn around and couldn't break free with all his might, so he could only roar, "Roland, you bastard, our Pine Needle family won't let you go, and we'll definitely use your blood to wash away the insult our family has suffered."
Roland was unmoved and walked into the garden.
He just used the dead maids as a lure to make an overt plot and force his way in to search.
His immense mental power spread out, and when he was in the middle of the garden, it just so happened to envelop the entire manor within his mental field.
Using a mental field as a means of exploration was far more convenient than searching with the naked eye.
Roland closed his eyes, and time passed second by second.
On the surface of the entire manor, there was nothing noteworthy.
However, when Roland probed the ground with his mental power, he soon encountered a smooth "large dome" that blocked all the mental tentacles outside.
This was a peculiar feeling that only occurred when mental power touched a magic barrier.
"There's something underground."
Roland opened his eyes, and after he muttered to himself, he snapped his fingers three times in a row. Under the effect of Stone to Mud, a huge pit appeared, and the soil turned outwards on its own.
Not long after, the mud hole opened to a horizontal diameter of eight meters and a depth of two meters.
Then, he saw a gray magic barrier.
"Dark magic."
Roland hit it with a Chain Lightning, but the barrier didn't do anything at all, only producing a faint ripple.
The barrier was hard.
Roland was about to change spells when he suddenly found a powerful and gloomy mental power coming out of the barrier and locking onto him.
Although it was only locked onto him, the others could feel it too.
The three Mages immediately slipped away, running extremely fast.
They could sense that this dark psychic power was filled with deep malice.
Roland frowned and was considering whether he should ask the maids and guards in the manor to withdraw when he saw many black striped tentacles stretching out of the barrier. They were so dense that they looked like black worms dancing in a stinky ditch.
Then the barrier shrank and disappeared with a whoosh, and a "person" whose entire body was wrapped in black magic elements, with no visible facial or physical features, appeared and slowly rose.
Roland recognized his magic fluctuations. It was the black figure with whom he had fought at Stephanie's house the day before yesterday.
"It's you again, Roland." The black figure's voice was strange, rather hoarse, but with a metallic taste, not like a voice a human could make. "Wouldn't it be great if we minded our own business?"
Roland, however, didn't want to waste time with him and snapped his fingers several times first.
In the surrounding air, several transparent chains that looked a little ragged and looked easy to break suddenly appeared out of thin air, hooking directly into the surrounding soil.
This was the famous "Dimensional Anchor."
It was a level-four spell, given by Tobian.
Under normal circumstances, this spell could only be learned after reaching the level of Master and having a great understanding of spatial magic.
But Roland had Spatial Specialization as a foundation, and this spell was regarded as a level-three spell, so he was already able to learn it.
However, it was still very difficult to learn. Dimensional Anchor could be successfully cast, but the anchoring space was a little small, and the strength was a little low.
Roland didn't want to use this move, but he had no choice. The other party could also teleport, and if he didn't ban the spatial magic first, the other party would definitely escape.
Seeing the appearance of Dimensional Anchor, the black figure was silent for a moment, and those black tentacles suddenly attacked Roland.
Each one was like a black javelin.
Roland couldn't teleport, and Mages didn't have much dodging ability, so he could only open his Magic Shield and take this wave of damage head-on.
But just as he blocked all the black tentacles outside the shield, Roland saw the black figure already fleeing to the back of the manor.
It was very fast!
However, Roland was faster.
Sixteen huge Arcane Hands suddenly fell from the sky and blocked in front of the shadowy figure.
"You can't escape."
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