Charles's words were full of anger, but they also hid helplessness and depression.
In reality, he didn't dare to say that he could summon the wind and summon the rain, but at least his words carried weight. As long as it wasn't against peers of the same level or higher than himself, wasn't it a simple matter for him to beat people up?
But now, he couldn't find a way to deal with an ordinary person.
Speaking of which … a person that even he couldn't touch couldn't be an ordinary person, right?
Thinking of this, Charles felt much better.
"In that case, let's put Roland's matter aside for now, and ask the navy to do their best to help us clear our names and muddy the waters." Charles sighed. "All branches restore all purchase prices and selling prices to their previous levels, and try to save yourselves as much as possible, cower when necessary, apologize when necessary. Don't worry about money now, live first! "
All the branch chairmen responded in the voice chat.
Restoring prices to their previous levels would just make less money.
The biggest problem now was that many players had received quests targeting Cornucopia, and there was no telling how much they would lose to pass this time.
After the meeting was dismissed, Charles thought for a moment and then logged out of the game.
Exiting the virtual cabin, he found his phone and looked at the time.
03: 12
Then he exhaled and dialed the number.
The other side kept ringing until it stopped a minute later.
He dialed again.
It stopped again.
After three times, the other side finally picked up. "Charles, if you don't give me a reason, don't blame me for cursing. You should also know that one minute in reality is three minutes in the game. What can't be said in the game, or when the game stops during the day? Do you have to wake me up from the game at this time? "
The other side was clearly suppressing his anger.
Charles said slowly, "Douglas, help me talk to Roland and remove that post on the forum. I owe you a favor!"
"Heh." Some mocking laughter came from the phone. "Why should I help you talk, offending Roland with a favor? Don't you know that I'm now a member of the Magic Tower of Delpon? If I help you, what if Roland kicks me out of the Magic Tower?! "
Charles' knuckles were a little white from gripping the phone so hard that he held back his anger and said, "Help or not? No matter what, we know each other in real life. How can our relationship be worse than online friends in the game? "
"It's even more troublesome to get to know each other in real life. There are too many conflicts of interest. Who knows when they will turn against each other? It's not like this hasn't happened before." Douglas said lightly, "Charles, admit defeat this time. I can't help you, and I don't dare to help. I remember telling you last time not to treat this game as a normal MMORPG. Its influence in real life is almost non-existent. The only thing that can make a difference is money, but for the real big shots, that little bit of money is really useless. "
Charles finally couldn't help it and said angrily, "Are you going to watch those ordinary people in reality ride on our heads in the game?"
"What's so strange about that?" Douglas chuckled. "Apart from the protection of our parents and our connections, how can we say that we can fight those poor students head-on? Now, the game had removed these two factors. In reality, we can use money to buy equipment and hire other players to help us. The starting line is already ahead of most players, so don't think about winning against everyone. At least I don't dare to think so. The more I learn magic, the more I feel how exaggerated Roland's talent is. He's not on the same level as us, do you understand? "
"Douglas, have you lost your mind?" Charles yelled into the phone. "It's just a game, and you actually treat a game expert as your idol! You're regressing the more you live. "
"Just a game?" Douglas paused for a moment and then said, "Although I dare not intercede for you, there are still some things I can remind you of. As you know, my lord knows a friend from the Intelligence and Information Bureau, and according to them, even they don't have the authority to check the details of this game, the location of the server, the specific technology used, and the data of the players. Instead, the game company has the authority to investigate personal household data. "
At this point, there was a click on the phone.
The communication was cut off.
Charles suddenly felt a chill run down his back.
Even the people from the Intelligence and Information Bureau couldn't check. What was the background of this game company?
The game was too realistic, and what was the purpose of its appearance?
Charles was a little uneasy. He lay back down in the virtual cabin and entered the game again. In any case, Cornucopia had invested so much money in it, and losses were acceptable, but the foundation couldn't fall.
He had to fight for it no matter what.
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…
After handing over the matters of Delpon, Roland drew a one-time multiple teleportation magic array and teleported Andonara and Stephanie back to the outskirts of the capital of Fareins.
Once they entered the capital and returned to her manor, Stephanie reconvened the servants and maids from outside.
The empty manor once again became lively.
At the same time, a large number of invitations were sent out, and in the evening, a banquet was to be held.
A celebratory banquet.
To celebrate her passing this ordeal.
Roland, on the other hand, made a trip to the Association of Mages and met with Great Elder Alfred.
The silver-haired old man sat in a chair and looked at Roland with considerable satisfaction. "Well done, you took care of things without any support. Whether it was through connections, your own abilities, or luck, there was no problem. These are all your strengths. In addition, the Church of Light also sent their Holy Lady over yesterday to express their gratitude to us, because according to their newly advanced Saint Samurai, your intelligence played a great role in finding the dark creatures lurking in the Holy Realm, and then they asked me to give this to you. "
Alfred took out a silver bracelet from a drawer and pushed it in front of Roland.
Roland picked it up and examined it carefully.
Item: Nightfall Bracelet (Epic)
Effect: During the day, the upper limit of all your attributes is increased by + 1, and at night, your mental power regeneration rate is slightly increased.
This equipment was good and worthy of the "epic" suffix. + 1 to all attributes would allow Roland to improve his strength without any shortcomings. Although the improvement wasn't much, an all-around improvement was actually much better than a great enhancement of a single attribute.
Mental power regeneration wasn't an increase in magic power regeneration rate, but the speed of magic power regeneration was related to mental power to a certain extent, so it could be regarded as an indirect increase in the Mage's magic power regeneration rate.
Of course, although this equipment was good, it was still a far cry from the small round shield that Nia had given him.
But even so, this equipment couldn't be bought without four or five hundred gold coins. The Church of Light was already very generous.
Roland wore the bracelet on his left hand. The size was quite suitable and didn't hurt his hand.
"You found the murderer of the deputy chairman of the association. Although you didn't catch him, it's not your responsibility. Even I find a monster like a lich troublesome." Alfred took out another item from the drawer. It was a glass bottle with a red liquid inside. "This is a reward from the Association of Mages."
"There's more?" Roland was a little surprised.
The rewards for this Epic-level Mission were so plentiful.
He picked up the glass bottle. The red liquid in the bottle glowed brightly.
Item: Red Dragon Enhancement Potion (Epic)
Effect: An alchemical potion made from special magic materials and the blood of an adult red dragon. After drinking, slightly increases the lethality and magic penetration of fire magic and permanently increases the character's maximum health by 10 points.
It was also a good thing.
It further enhanced the effective lethality of Roland's Self-Destructing Inferior Fireball. 10 points of maximum health didn't seem much, but it was still the amount of health that all Warriors could get after leveling up.
It was quite a lot!
Things like strength were slowly piled up by stacking various talents and iterating on equipment to increase attributes.
Looking at Roland's slightly happy eyes, Alfred said, "You're a member of the Association of Mages. There's no reason that the Church of Light is giving you something good, but we don't, otherwise it would seem like we're too stingy. You should also be able to feel the effects of this bottle of red dragon blood. It's best to find someone to protect you when you drink it, because there will be about ten minutes of severe pain, during which time you won't have much combat power. "
"Thank you for the reminder, Great Elder." Roland put the bottle of potion in his Backpack.
"If there's nothing else, go do your own things." Alfred waved his hand and began to drive people away. "Get closer to the First Princess. After this, barring any accidents, she will be the queen of Fareins in the future. Building a good relationship with her will be quite helpful to your future. Mages are short of money for magic research, and the queen of Fareins shouldn't be short of money."
Alfred's smile was somewhat ambiguous.
Roland pretended not to understand the look on the other party's face, and after thanking him solemnly, he left the Association of Mages.
It was already evening when he returned to Stephanie's manor.
The preparations for the banquet were almost complete, and the new butler was methodically directing the servants to work. When he saw Roland, he immediately came up to him and said, "Sir, you're finally back. The First Princess invites you to her study."
The study was on the third floor. Roland knocked on the door, and a voice came from inside. "Please come in."
He was about to open the door when he saw Andonara sitting in the corner, reading a book in boredom. When she saw Roland, she smiled and greeted him.
Then Roland turned his eyes to Stephanie, who was sitting at the desk.
Stephanie, who had already put on a belted, low-cut dress, waved at Roland.
When Roland arrived, she held up a thick white parchment and handed it to Roland. "This is the letter of appointment, fully appointing you as the temporary lord of Motasos County, with all lordly authority."
Roland took it and looked at it. The Fareins language on it did mean that, and at the inscription, Stephanie's full name was written, stamped with a red lion seal, and her handprint.
"Put it away. After tonight's banquet, tomorrow you will set off to reorganize and incorporate the resources on my territory. Whether it's taxes or the right of the first night, you can do whatever you want." Stephanie looked into Roland's eyes. "But you have to leave Andonara behind to protect me, okay?"
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