The city of Motasos seemed to have changed, but it didn't seem to have changed.
Yesterday, there were large-scale fights in several locations in the city, but they ended quickly.
There were a small number of soldiers injured or killed, but not a single civilian was affected or killed.
The fighting was quite restrained.
It was said that the leaders of all the armies in the city had been replaced.
This should be a big deal.
But in reality, the noise it made was extremely small.
It didn't make sense.
If it were any other time, something as exaggerated as a change in the army's top brass would have resulted in countless casualties and a large number of civilians.
This time, it was so fast that many of the nobles in the city didn't even have time to react before the matter was settled.
And the merchants' eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets.
Even with their intelligence network, they couldn't figure out what was going on.
It wasn't until a few big shots of the Chamber of Commerce, who had been "invited" to the mayor's mansion and then released, that the big shots of the city vaguely knew something.
It seemed that a temporary lord had arrived and clashed with the previous leaders of Judson's army.
Then in less than three hours, this group of people was replaced.
Now they were all captured and brought to the mayor's mansion.
The nobles and merchants who heard this couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
This new temporary lord was a ruthless character.
I wonder what he likes!
How should I get close to him and please him?
With the support of such thoughts, the big shots of the city all moved.
They walked around and visited each other, asking who knew about the new lord.
As a result, the more they walked, the more surprised they became. What was the background of this new temporary lord, and why was there no information about him at all?
At this time, Roland had arrived at the basement of the mayor's mansion.
He had no intention of hiding the entrance to the basement, but he set up three large stone doors at the stairway to the entrance to prevent outsiders from entering at will.
Then he began to use magic to dig a circular hole with a radius of a hundred meters in the basement.
The hollow earth walls were all made into extremely hard rock walls by him using Mud to Stone.
A pure circle had a strong load-bearing capacity to begin with, not to mention a wall reinforced with magic, so even if a hundred-meter hole was opened under the mayor's mansion, it wouldn't let the mayor's mansion above ground sink, and there wouldn't be a problem even if multiple mayor's mansions were built on top of it.
It took Roland nearly six days to open this hole.
When he walked out of the basement, the butler immediately came to greet him.
"Your Excellency Roland, you've finally come out. All of the nobles in the city have decided to jointly hold a banquet. Everything has been prepared, and we're just waiting for you to come out. The banquet will be held in the city's Barker Merchant Guild Square. It's very spacious and can hold several thousand people." The butler handed over a rather beautiful gold invitation. "They hope that you can attend, sir. They hope to hold a welcome dinner for you."
"Could it be a Hongmen Banquet?"
There was no such thing as a Feast at Treacherous Gate in this world, but Language Proficiency automatically transformed the word into a sentence with the same meaning.
The butler shook his head vigorously. "No, absolutely not. They wouldn't dare."
Roland thought for a moment, accepted the invitation, and said, "Then let's do it at night. I'll be there in the evening."
The butler heaved a sigh of relief. "I'll inform them immediately."
During this period of time, the butler had been under great pressure.
Everyone was asking him when Roland would come out of the basement.
These people didn't dare to rush him themselves, so they could only entrust it to the butler to invite Roland out.
But the butler didn't dare. He didn't know what kind of personality and temper the new temporary lord had. If the other party hated to be disturbed when he was studying magic and got angry and turned people into animals or burned them to death, wouldn't that be a very unjust death for him?
He didn't dare to go to Roland, but the nobles all wanted him to.
Whether or not the butler was powerful, whether or not he had style and deterrence outside, depended on the status and strength of his master.
The temporary lord seemed powerful, but the Kaze family didn't dare to borrow Roland's background for the time being, so he could only forcibly resist the expectations of all the nobles in this city and the pressure these expectations brought.
Fortunately, Roland had come out now.
If he had to wait a few more days, the butler felt that he might be so depressed that he would commit suicide.
Roland took a shower. After staying underground for a few days, although he didn't sweat much, he wasn't a god and would eventually sweat, and his body inevitably smelled a little sour.
After the shower, he closed his eyes and rested for a while. Of course, he stayed in the guest room, the master bedroom of the First Princess Stephanie, which was full of feminine furniture and attire, and he wasn't used to staying there.
It took almost an hour for all the magic power in his body to recover, and it just so happened to be evening.
Roland went downstairs, got into the carriage that the butler had already prepared, and went leisurely to the banquet venue.
There were already many luxurious carriages parked there, and the venue was tightly guarded by Fauci's soldiers. There were about four hundred soldiers in a circle around the banquet's periphery.
As soon as Roland went down, the sharp-eyed Fauci saw him and roared, "The mayor has arrived. Everyone, silence."
The noise immediately stopped, and nearly a thousand well-dressed gentlemen and ladies turned their heads to look over.
Every pair of eyes was filled with curiosity, bewilderment, and even faint hostility.
Roland waved at them and calmly walked down the stone path to the center of the banquet.
The crowd parted like a wave, and Roland came to the center of the city, where there was a small high platform that could be stood on with a single step, overlooking every corner of the square.
There were also many soldiers standing around the white stone platform.
Fauci was among them.
Roland hesitated for a moment, but finally stood on it.
Faces looked up at him, and in the crisscrossing darkness and candlelight, they were like masks in a brilliant life, with a thousand expressions and a thousand expressions.
"I'm a Mage, and I don't like to talk too much nonsense. Time is quite valuable to me." Roland glanced around the square and continued, "You invited me here, welcomed me, and hosted me, but I'm not happy, and of course I'm not angry, I just feel a little troubled because I don't like to waste time."
The people were surprised, and after a few seconds of silence, there was finally a faint clamor of discussion.
However, such voices were still too low, and when mixed together, they sounded like the rustling of the tide.
"More than a thousand people, I think everyone whose name is known is here. That's good, now I'll tell you what I think." Roland used Sound Amplification to drown out the noisy discussion of the crowd. "I have no intention of changing the rules of this city, nor do I want to change the division of power. As for the issue of the army changing a few days ago, it's actually because they are unwilling to recognize me as the temporary lord. Just because I'm easy to talk to doesn't mean I'll stand there and be bullied. "
The guests listened carefully.
"As long as no one messes with me, I naturally won't mess with anyone else. It's as simple as that." Roland clapped his hands. "Okay, now that I'm here and I've said what I want to say, it's time to leave. You can do whatever you want from now on. All the expenses of this banquet will be on me. The organizer of the banquet tomorrow will bring the bill to the mayor's residence and ask me for money. "
Hearing that Roland was leaving immediately, the guests were all shocked.
The protagonist was leaving immediately after coming. What was going on?
Before they realized what was going on, Roland activated Teleportation and appeared outside of the square. Then, he got into his carriage.
After Roland left, the astonished guests finally came to their senses.
Then, everyone cried out in disbelief.
Together, the sound was like the sound of steam suddenly boiling in a pressure cooker.
Returning to the mayor's residence, Roland went straight down to the underground space. After putting down three stone doors, he floated to the bottom, put on a full set of magic regeneration equipment, and wore the small round shield that the angel Nia gave him on his arm.
This small round shield could increase the maximum magic power and a small amount of magic regeneration speed.
Then Roland began to condense his own magic power and let it appear in his hand.
Under normal circumstances, pure magic elements were colorless.
But when they gathered together and reached a certain concentration, they would form a transparent solid.
This process took Roland nearly a minute.
There was a white, glass-like transparent ball in his hand.
It looked fragile … and was actually fragile, but when it exploded, the power would be quite astonishing.
This was a magic energy mass, not a magic brick.
There were very few people who could do this. Most Legendary Mages could do it, but there weren't many Legendary Mages.
He gently tossed the magic energy ball in his hand. It felt light and bright … Roland looked at his mana bar. One-seventh of his magic power was gone.
It didn't sound like much, only one-seventh, but it must be clear that Roland was now equipped with a full set of magic power increase and magic regeneration equipment.
He had added points to his intelligence growth, two epic equipment to increase his magic power, and the bonus of the title Divine Favored. His magic power was already more than five times that of a normal Mage of the same level.
This transparent energy mass couldn't be created by a normal Mage even if they compressed all their magic power.
The magic brick, on the other hand, was a further compression of the energy mass.
Roland closed his eyes again and spread out all his mental power, splitting it into threads and wrapping them around the energy cluster densely. Finally, the magic energy cluster was completely enshrouded.
His mental power began to contract hard, squeezing the energy mass desperately.
The energy mass in his palm shrank bit by bit, making strange squeaking sounds.
As its size changed, the color of the energy mass slowly changed.
Light blue, ocean blue, and finally completely opaque dark blue.
At this point, the magic power mass had changed from the size of an apple to the size of a grape.
Once they reached this step, they would be able to create magic power bricks.
It was just that Roland's craftsmanship wasn't good enough to make it into a brick, but a round one.
And it was still very small.
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