After confirming in the guild chat, Roland knew that he was the only one who had increased his attributes.
His friends didn't.
He even went to the forums and read the posts for two hours, but he didn't find any other players who mentioned that their attributes had mysteriously increased.
It seemed that he was the only one who had this problem.
Or did other players have the same phenomenon, but they all chose to make a fortune in silence and treated it as a bug?
Roland thought for a moment and felt that he might as well make a fortune in silence.
A few extra points of Mental Strength and thirty points of magic power equaled to a piece of high-level Fine equipment that didn't take up any space.
Putting the matter aside, Roland waved at the kitten who was jumping around in the yard to catch butterflies.
The catgirl trotted to him, wagging her tail and looking at Roland with glittering eyes. "Master, are you going to take me out to play?"
Marilyn didn't dare to go out to play on her own these days. Cats were curious and timid, and it would take days for them to recover from the shock before they dared to go out again.
However, if someone was willing to take them out, they could pretend to be powerful and still dare to go out.
Looking at the catgirl's expectant eyes, Roland nodded and said, "Sort of. Marilyn, as a catgirl, you must have a good sense of smell, right?"
"Of course." Marilyn patted her plain chest proudly. "My sense of smell is better than a dog's!"
Well … Although the description was correct, Roland still felt that something was wrong.
However, looking at Marilyn, who was full of expectation for praise, Roland could only say, "You're indeed impressive. This time, I need to go to a city in the east to find someone, and I may need your help.
Catgirls were natural-born scouts and assassins.
Apart from their keen sense of smell, they had excellent hearing too.
Also, because of the hunting instincts of their ancestors, the professionals of the catgirls would have this bloodline talent strengthened after they became scouts or assassins.
In many cases, one only needed to tell a powerful catgirl scout or assassin the name and general appearance of the target, as well as the approximate location of the target's recent appearance.
Then, the catgirl assassin would have a high chance of finding the direction of the target and tracking it without seeing the target or even asking for other information.
Pretty unscientific, but magical.
Regarding such an amazing thing, most people in the magic world agreed that the werecats had a talent that was similar to Lesser Benediction, but it could only be used to find people. Also, the effect wasn't guaranteed, and it had a lot to do with the strength of the werecats.
In order to evade a werecat's tracking instincts, only a special divination barrier would be effective.
The effect was not very good.
That was what Roland had learned from the books. He felt that Marilyn should have similar abilities.
Besides, even if Marilyn didn't have such abilities, she still had her sense of smell and hearing.
After Roland found the vulpera or got some of his belongings, the catgirl would come in handy.
Hearing that they were going out for a stroll to another city, Marilyn immediately did a backflip and stomped her feet in excitement. She shouted, "Go, go, go, Master. Take me with you. I'm very good. I can help you. When you tease little girls, I can also keep watch for you."
Pa!
Roland knocked the catgirl's head.
The latter immediately crouched and covered her head with her hands.
In fact, it was very easy for a werecat to dodge Roland's slap, but Marilyn didn't do that. In fact, she had essentially acknowledged Roland as her master.
It was just that the werecat was too jumpy, and it was hard to tell that she was obeying him.
"Follow me. Since we're going out, I have to buy you something for self-defense." Roland walked in the lead and said, "You're still weak. If a battle breaks out, remember to keep yourself safe."
"Got it, meow."
Marilyn followed Roland and agreed so quickly that she could even pronounce her mannerisms. Also, her tail was raised high and wiggling. She seemed very happy.
Roland took the catgirl on a tour in the west district of the Red Magic Tower and bought her a light leather armor and two sharp daggers. Roland intended to enchant the daggers, but he abandoned the idea because he was pressed for time.
He also bought a few magic scrolls for self-defense for Marilyn.
For example, instant-cast Flash, short-term Shield, and other defensive spells.
They weren't very powerful, but they might save her life at a critical moment.
After he was ready, Roland replenished his Backpack with some clean water and food. Then, Roland left the Red Magic Tower with the kitten.
Brown Sand City was about sixty kilometers to the east of the Red Magic Tower.
It was all desert along the way, and there were sandstorms every now and then.
Normally speaking, those who didn't have desert experience wouldn't dare to leave the city easily, or they would only be swallowed by the boundless yellow sand.
But Mages never acted according to common sense.
Especially Mages like the Golden Sons.
Roland took Marilyn out of the city and into the desert. He found a random place and built a square room under the sand with Mud to Stone and Stone to Mud. He hid Marilyn in it, and he teleported himself out and flew into the sky. It took him more than four minutes to arrive above Brown Sand City.
Then, he found a place outside the city where nobody was and teleported to Marilyn's side. Then, he teleported her over.
Behind the sand, a green light flashed, and Roland and the catgirl appeared in the light.
Then, Marilyn moved aside and vomited on the sand.
That was almost always the case for those who were teleported for the first time.
The catgirl's hair stood on end as she vomited, and her slender tail became thicker and more comical.
Roland waited patiently.
The catgirl didn't stop vomiting until ten minutes later. She had vomited everything in her stomach.
The sun scorched the yellow couch, but the catgirl wasn't scared at all. She sat on the sand unhurriedly, clutching her stomach and looking at Roland pitifully with a pale face.
Roland gave her clean water and food from his Backpack.
After resting for a while, the catgirl drank some water and ate some food. Then, she slowly became more energetic.
About half an hour later, she finished her food and jumped to her feet. She grabbed Roland's hand and ran to the city wall not far away. "Master, Master, let's go there quickly. This is the first time I've been to another city."
After paying ten copper coins, Roland and Marilyn were allowed to enter the city.
This was a city of orcs. Roland saw many orcs of different races here.
Tigers, lions, leopards, dogs, wolves, foxes, blue-skinned, green-skinned, purple-skinned orcs, and dark-skinned drows … He even saw two Lala Fats. They were sitting in a bamboo basket that was almost full of fruits. There was no telling where they were going.
But he didn't see any other catgirls.
So, the lively catgirl Marilyn attracted a lot of people's attention.
However, when the tough orcs saw the collar on the catgirl's neck and Roland, a human Mage, next to her, they held back their bad thoughts.
Although this was an orc city, many human merchants would do business here and even settle down.
More importantly … the famous Red Magic Tower was sixty kilometers to the west. Only an idiot would piss off a Mage so close to it.
Even if they wanted to die, they shouldn't do that.
The catgirl wandered on the street happily. Compared to the west district of the Red Magic Tower, there were more people here. The atmosphere was livelier and better.
Even the variety of products here was better than that of the Red Magic Tower.
That was quite normal. After all, the Red Magic Tower was an academic city. They only needed to keep enough supplies. The Red Magic Tower paid more attention to magic-related items.
This was a city where people lived, and naturally, it was more lively.
Marilyn wandered on the street for a long time, and Roland simply followed her.
In the evening, Marilyn finally grew tired. She stopped and looked at Roland. "Master, I'm hungry."
There happened to be a tavern next to them, and the smell of spicy barbecue came from it.
No wonder the kitten couldn't walk anymore.
"Then let's have something to eat."
Roland walked into the tavern first, followed by Marilyn in excitement.
The male waiter, who was a vulpera, came to them and asked what they would like to eat.
The catgirl answered quickly, "Give me a portion of all the different meat dishes in your tavern."
The male waiter looked at Roland inquiringly.
Roland nodded and said, "Whatever he says."
The waiter slightly bowed and left.
The tavern was much quieter. Catgirls were rare goods, and human Mages were not to be messed with. The combination of the two was rather weird.
After a moment of silence, the tavern grew louder and louder again.
Nobody thought of doing anything to the human and the cat.
Although the orcs were notorious for getting into fights, they were actually better at avoiding evil than human beings were.
But in fact, they knew better than humans how to pursue good and avoid evil. They knew very well who they could attack and who they could not.
The waiter soon began to serve the dishes, as well as a pot of desert red fruit wine, which could be an aphrodisiac after too much of it.
It was also the waiter's kindness. The catgirl was obviously wearing a slave collar, and it wasn't a good idea to give her master some red fruit wine so that they would be happier at night.
However, although the wine was all in Roland's stomach, it didn't have any effect.
The aphrodisiac substance was considered a poison by human beings. Although Roland's physique wasn't high, his health limit was too high because of his equipment and his title.
To put it simply, one's Qi and blood were flourishing. Ordinary poisons would dissolve themselves after a few breaths.
Drinking the fruit wine, Roland recalled what he had seen during the day.
There were a lot of orcs in this city, and even more vulpera.
The vulpera who had stolen the items from the Monochrome Magic Tower had probably come to this city to cover for themselves with their compatriots.
Roland was considering how to find the vulpera who had stolen the items without alarming them, when he suddenly heard two vulpera on his right side talking about something that interested him.
"A few days ago, I saw a fellow vulpera who swooshed in front of me. It was terrifying. "
Huh? Spatial magic?
Roland subconsciously looked at the catgirl.
She had found a lead so quickly. It seemed that the cats' intuition was truly terrifying.
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