Roland had foreseen that he might be blocked.
Although he had only known Martin for a short time, he didn't seem to be a man who followed the rules.
As it happened, the guy was the current chairman of the Guild of Warriors.
So, Roland wasn't surprised at all. He simply looked at the Legendary Warrior, who was an honest-looking middle-aged man, and wondered if he should attack him on the street.
Roland had always preferred to attack first.
But considering that his name was red, he couldn't take the initiative to attack if the other party didn't show any hostility.
However, his eyes were full of aggressiveness.
He subconsciously looked at other people's critical parts.
For example, the throat, the temple, the heart, and other vulnerable parts.
Such a look was actually "killing intent" in the eyes of the seasoned warriors.
The few Warriors slightly frowned and stepped back. The Legendary Warrior stepped forward and said with a bitter smile, "My friend, don't be rash. We mean you no harm."
No harm?
Roland looked at the dozen Warriors in front and behind him. They didn't look friendly at all.
"We're just subconsciously used to it."
The Legendary Warrior smiled bitterly and waved his hand. The people in front and behind of Roland stepped aside.
Moreover, these warriors all had embarrassed expressions on their faces.
The Legendary Warrior said with a smile, "Do you believe our sincerity now, sir?"
Roland nodded.
Well, the Warriors did have a weird habit.
Roland followed the Legendary Warrior through many turns in the city before finally arriving at a relatively remote manor.
The door was closed after they entered the manor.
Tables, chairs, fruits, and delicious wine had been prepared in the garden.
The few Master Warriors sat down, and the Legendary Warrior sat on the host's seat. Then, he invited Roland to sit down.
After Roland sat down, he said, "I've invited you here because I want to discuss something with you."
"Go ahead." Roland had a sip of the fruit wine on the table. He happened to be thirsty.
"Before I tell you anything, I need to introduce myself." The Legendary Warrior smiled and said, "I'm Grantham, the deputy chairman of the Guild of Warriors."
Roland nodded, indicating that he was listening.
"I know that Chairman Martin of our guild met you not long ago." The Legendary Warrior smiled and said, "I also know that you seem to have a conflict."
"So, you want to help your chairman?" Roland asked curiously.
Grantham quickly waved his hands. "How is that possible? Mr. Roland, unlike Martin, I know you quite well. "
"Oh?" Roland raised his eyebrows.
"He's the strongest Mage among the Golden Sons, an immortal body, and the Red Magic Tower's most important target in the future. Also, your woman, the queen of Hollevin, is a Legendary Great Swordsman. "Grantham smiled." I wonder if the intelligence is correct. "
Roland put down his glass. "You're right. Your president, Martin, doesn't know anything about me, but you do. In other words, you didn't send any important information up … I get it, it's not me who has a conflict with Martin, it's you who has a conflict with Martin. "
After a brief daze, Grantham shook his head. "As expected of a Mage. You're indeed quick-witted. That's right, the Warrior's Guild was now divided into two factions, the Succession Faction and the Election Faction. Old Martin gave the position to his son, Young Martin. If Young Martin was strong, it would be fine, but he's just a nuisance. Not to mention managing the guild, he can't even manage his own manor. "
"So, you want to replace him?" Roland put the glass in his hand.
He didn't expect that he would be involved in such a power struggle.
But he wasn't exactly involved. He could leave anytime he wanted. That was how capricious spatial magic was.
"Yes, the Guild of Warriors should be led by someone more capable, such as Deputy Chairman Beacher." Grantham paused for a moment and said, "He's more capable and reputable. He's the leader who can lead the Guild of Warriors to the future."
"I thought you would say that you're more suitable." Roland was slightly surprised. "You're a deputy chairman, and there's another deputy chairman? How many deputy chairmen does your guild have?"
"Four."
"That's quite a division of power."
Roland had a general idea why the four deputy chairmen were established.
It was to decentralize the power so that no one else would have too much power.
Everybody had their own desires. As long as they had power, they wouldn't give it up. Also, as long as there was power, there would be disagreements.
In such a way, the four deputy chairmen would keep each other in check, and it would be hard to shake the president's position.
Grantham smiled bitterly. "You're a wise man. Right now, the four deputy chairmen are divided into two factions, with two on each side. The electoral faction doesn't have an advantage. We're evenly matched at best. "
"Interesting internal structure." Roland still found it odd. "But what does it have to do with me?"
"I hope that you can help us kick Martin out of the position of president." Grantham smiled, as if he were just making small talk.
"I can't help you. Sorry, goodbye."
Roland rose and was about to leave.
Why should he meddle in someone else's business?
Besides, Roland didn't trust Grantham. He only believed half of what the man said.
"Wait!" Grantham stood up in a hurry. "Of course it does. As long as you help us, we're willing to give you a lot of rare magic materials."
"Rare?" Roland smiled. "How rare can they be? Are you going to give me fifty kilograms of Meteorite Minerals? "
Meteorite Minerals were one of the best magic materials. They could replace many important casting materials and even be used as catalysts for certain alchemical potions.
For Roland, they were also necessary for the foundational magic arrays of the floating city.
They had to be at least sixty kilograms.
Then, the Meteorite Minerals that had been discovered in Hollevin were around fifty kilograms.
They were sold at a high price. Roland's Magic Tower in Delpon had only collected around half a kilogram after a long time.
So, he was thinking of mining in the Realm of Devils. He was told that such minerals were more common there.
"Yes!" Grantham stared into Roland's eyes and put on a thoughtful smile. "It's true that the Meteorite Minerals are expensive, but the Guild of Warriors can afford a hundred kilograms."
What a rich organization! He didn't know that the Guild of Warriors had collected so many Meteorite Minerals.
Roland couldn't have felt more jealous.
He had thought that he had made the Magic Tower in Hollevin rich, but now he realized that he had been savaged.
A hundred kilograms of Meteorite Minerals was enough to buy three Magic Towers in Delpon at the current market price.
"Even if you do, you might not be willing to give me a hundred kilograms of Meteorite Minerals, right?" Roland shook his head helplessly.
"After Deputy Chairman Beacher becomes the chairman, the fifty kilograms of Meteorite Minerals will be yours."
Roland looked him in the eyes. "Do you know what a hundred kilograms of Meteorite Minerals means? You're so generous? I can't believe this is real. Could it be a trap for me? "
Roland had never believed in such a thing as a pie falling from the sky.
Even if it did, he would have to pay a price to pick it up.
Grantham shook his head. "We're not arrogant enough to trick and harm a Golden Son. You won't die. As long as you find out the truth, I dare say that you'll hunt down those who harmed you. "
"Hehe. That's true." Roland looked him in the eyes. "So, how should I cooperate with you?"
It was true that Roland didn't want to get involved in other people's business, but Martin didn't look like a good guy. Also, based on Roland's experience, a petty man like Martin would definitely try to get back at him later.
Instead of waiting for other people to come to him, he might as well attack first.
Roland wouldn't tell him that he was tempted by the fifty kilograms of Meteorite Minerals.
He didn't want to agree at first, but the other party had offered too much.
Grantham was very happy to hear that Roland agreed.
He believed that no Mage could resist the temptation of a lot of Meteorite Minerals.
"In fact, it's not hard for you to cooperate with me."
Although Grantham was already in his manor, he still looked around to make sure that nobody was eavesdropping.
It was a habit of many people. They would subconsciously look around when they were talking business.
They didn't want their business to be leaked.
Grantham introduced his plan to Roland. About ten minutes later, Roland raised his thumb. "Your plan is very practical."
Grantham shook his head. "It's just so-so. It's mainly because we've been waiting for this opportunity for too long."
Roland stood up. "Then I'll see you tonight."
"See you tonight." Grantham also stood up and saw Roland out of the manor.
At night, Roland sat in First Princess Stephanie's carriage, and the two of them arrived at the gate of the Pine Forest Manor in the north.
A row of carriages was parked on the side of the gate.
Every carriage carried a low-key luxury.
In the garden behind the gate, many gentlemen and ladies were already standing on the grass in groups of twos and threes.
When Roland and Stephanie walked out of the carriage, many people were quite shocked.
It was because Stephanie was best known for her purity. Although her husband had passed away, she had never been seen at such a messy party.
Martin, on the other hand, was very lustful, so all the parties he hosted had that kind of atmosphere.
Especially during the dark hours after the banquet ended, the game of "whoever you catch gets it" was even more filthy.
Nobody thought that the First Princess would show up at such a place.
She even brought a toy boy with her.
Some keen-eyed friends noticed that First Princess Stephanie looked rather happy.
Had the princess finally figured it out?
Some beautiful young nobles were ecstatic.
Actually, Stephanie was quite happy, too. Roland paid another ten bottles of Dragon Meat Reagent for her to put on a show for him.
Ten bottles of Dragon Meat Reagent was another large sum of money.
How could she not be happy?
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