Roland didn't consider himself Prime Minister Cao's successor, nor did he like married men.
It was just that Andonara, whom he liked, happened to be married.
Seeing Roland's displeasure, the young noble was briefly stunned. He said carefully, "Sorry, these things really shouldn't be said in public. Where do you live, sir? I'll visit you tonight."
He was trying to make friends with Roland.
According to his family's intelligence, the First Princess Stephanie was quite close to this man, and they seemed to be having an affair.
He had read the report. The First Princess's dead husband was resurrected and wanted to avenge himself on the First Princess, but Roland seemed to have killed him.
The First Princess was both a widow and a wife.
The queen was married.
So, the young noble didn't suspect that Roland was a wife fetish at all.
He thought that it was because he had exposed Roland's hobby that Roland was unhappy.
In Fareins, it wasn't a crime to have a wife fetish, but the Golden Sons might have their own customs.
But Roland's face was even darker when he heard that.
If Roland hadn't been more upright, he would've slapped the young noble so hard that his teeth would've fallen out.
With a snort, Roland turned around and left.
The young noble was quite bummed. He knew that he seemed to have stepped on a mine.
Many of the surrounding players overheard their conversation, and all of them laughed heartily.
Watching a big shot make a fool of himself … and then gloating. That was life.
The whole area near the portal was filled with joy.
In the next few days, Roland stayed near the portal, partly to keep the restless nobles of Fareins in check.
Another reason was to wait for the army of the Church of Light to come, so that he could help Schuck if there were any conflicts.
Nobody wanted anything to happen to them, but most of the time, things always went bad.
It was a theory that a certain guy worked on, although it was a different matter whether or not it was correct.
Roland wanted to spend the time in peace, but things kept coming.
First, there was the friction between the nobles of Fareins and the local army of Sisilia.
Naturally, they didn't dare to mess with the seemingly powerful Golden Sons at first, but as young people, they had to have fun.
At first, they looked for prostitutes, but then the mediocre workers couldn't meet their demands, so they reached out to the decent women of Sisilia.
Flowery words and temptations with money were not enough to cross the bottom line.
The use of force gradually began to happen.
This caused a lot of anger in the city of Sisilia.
To deal with this kind of thing, should I just break the other party's leg and throw him in front of the victim's family?
Make them apologize?
Moreover, he had to compensate them.
For a time, Roland's relationship with the nobles of Fareins hit a freezing point.
But Roland didn't care. If anyone dared to do that, he would break their legs and make them apologize.
In the beginning, when Roland was alone, did the young master soldiers of Fareins dare to resist?
But what about Brazil?
Li Lin and the other F6 members will enter the arena to help?
These people restrained themselves a little.
And then?
More players are coming to support Roland?
Forming a picket team of about a hundred people?
Under high-pressure order?
Had the hostility of this group of Young Masters exploded?
They gathered directly to teach the pickets a lesson.
Of course, the gamers weren't afraid. In a short while, they had beaten the 2,000 young masters into submission.
They didn't even dare to let out a fart.
Was he really beaten into submission?
The players aren't using real weapons?
Are they all used for training or with sticks?
Unsharpened iron swords or wooden swords?
Just like that, he defeated these two thousand young master soldiers.
The scene was a sea of blood, and a large number of people were seriously injured.
But no one really died.
After that, there was nothing for Roland to do.
In this picket team, there were twenty or so people who had a particularly different temperament.
They walked very straight and sat very upright.
When they stood, their whole body was as straight as a pine tree, and their hands would subconsciously turn inward, sticking to the midline of their trousers.
Their leader's speech was even more unique. The first thing he said was' all of them ', and he habitually ended it with' disperse on the spot '. In between, he would intersperse some very interesting terms, such as' hardships and simplicity ',' correct thinking 'and so on.
Every time they saw this group of people, the expressions of the other players would change very subtly.
Then this group of people took over the management of these two thousand young masters.
Each of them took a hundred or so people and stationed near the city of Sisilia.
After they asked the Mage players to make some simple bungalows, they got up early and returned late to exercise with the young masters.
What morning running with weights, drill in the morning and march in the afternoon.
At night, there would be ideological and moral education.
Whenever a young master didn't want to work, they would first talk and teach them politely, and if they still didn't listen, they would start throwing white gloves and dueling with them until they were convinced.
In this regard, although all the players tacitly understood, no one said much.
After all … all their friends who went to college had been trained by such people.
They just didn't have the process of physical punishment.
Roland was really much more relaxed now that someone was willing to manage the young masters.
Not long after, batches of the Temple of Light's imperial guards were mobilized, and three Saint Samurai followed them.
Among them was Dinah, whom Roland knew.
She saw Roland and found an opportunity to come over and ask, "Well … How is Betta doing now?"
The young Saint Samurai's expression was rather bashful.
"Quite well." Roland smiled and said, "Do you want me to help you open a teleportation array?"
She shook her head. "I'm just asking, as long as he's fine."
Then she waved goodbye to Roland and followed the main team into the portal to the Realm of Devils.
It seemed that there was nothing for him to do anymore.
Roland was considering whether he should go to the frontline of the Realm of Devils to continue earning Reputation or to study magic first!
For example, if he could modify the Black Cloud Flight and make the cloud bigger, wouldn't it be a simple aircraft that could carry dozens of people at a time?
In that case, the decapitation plan would come in handy.
Also, it would be very mobile. With a team that was particularly strong, such as the girls of the Phoenix Guild, it would be very fast to earn Reputation by flying around and killing devils.
It was quite exciting just thinking about it.
It was decided that he would improve his magic.
After all, sharpening the knife wouldn't delay the cutting of firewood.
Right when Roland was about to teleport back to Delpon, the leader of the pickets came to him.
"Hello, Comrade Roland." The man had a square face and a rather steady air. "I'm Pavel, chairman of the Red Sun Guild."
"Pavel Korchagin?" asked Roland subconsciously.
"That's Pavel." He smiled quite happily and honestly. "We have something that we need your help with."
Roland made a gesture. "Go ahead."
"There are more than seven hundred people in our guild …"
Hearing that, Roland almost wanted to whistle.
On the surface, the guild with the most members was probably the Phoenix Guild.
Apart from the hundred or so Elven Summoners who were close to Masters or had already reached the Master level, they had almost three hundred peripheral members.
They were all Summoners too.
However, there weren't many girls who enjoyed fighting and leveling up. These three hundred or so girls preferred to travel around or were purely Summoner Lifestyle players.
Everybody had a different philosophy when it came to playing games, and it couldn't be forced.
Roland didn't expect that there would be a guild of more than seven hundred people here. They were really well-hidden. Few people would've known about them if they hadn't shown up on their own.
But considering their background, it seemed quite normal.
Pavel continued, "Right now, we only have Warriors and Archers. Of course, we also have some logisticians, but we're seriously understaffed. Our pure physical attacks leave us with few offensive and defensive methods. "
"No spellcasters?"
Pavel shook his head.
Roland was briefly stunned. "No Warlocks?"
Pavel continued shaking his head.
"What about Priests?"
"We're materialists, and we have our own beliefs." Pavel smiled helplessly.
To become a Priest, one had to believe in a certain god.
Roland understood what he was thinking. "So, you asked me to help you raise Mages?"
"Yes." Pavel nodded. "Actually, we can become Warlocks, but we're not used to the magic involved. We can't use the Demon Contract or many special chaotic spells. "
That was normal.
The characteristics of the Warlock profession caused them to be biased towards the Neutral Chaos Faction.
However, these people were probably all Lawful and Good.
They could become Warlocks, but the power of Mages would be greatly reduced.
Also, they couldn't contract demons, and their combat ability would be less than half that of regular Warlocks.
As for Priests, they really didn't need to consider them at all.
So, Mages who weren't restricted by any alignment became their only choice as spellcasters.
"Okay, I can do that." Roland nodded. "My Magic Tower can accept a hundred more apprentices."
"Thank you." Pavel didn't expect Roland to be so easy to talk to. "We don't need a hundred. Twenty will be enough. Right, how much is your tuition? "
"For you, it's free!" said Roland casually.
He was about to be rich, and it wasn't a problem for him to raise twenty more apprentices.
Pavel shook his head. "That won't do. We can't let the people suffer. It's a matter of discipline. "
Roland thought for a moment and said, "Okay, just give me a number."
Pavel smiled and said, "We'll report to you in Delpon in three days."
"Then I'll go back and make preparations."
"Okay, thank you." Pavel remembered something and said, "Right, if you need any help, just tell us. We'll definitely help you as long as it's not a bad thing."
"You're welcome."
Roland waved his hand at him and teleported back to Delpon.
The moment he returned to Delpon, Roland immediately began magic experiments.
He dissected the magic nodes of Cloud Flight layer by layer and modified them a lot.
On the third day, the promised twenty apprentices came to Delpon.
They caused a minor commotion when they entered the city.
Because they were walking in two rows, their movements were neat and uniform, and their temperament was quite solemn. One look and anyone could tell that they were elite soldiers.
Cage, Andonara's uncle, happened to be patrolling on the city wall with a squad. He was quite shocked to see the twenty-four people.
He immediately ordered the city gate to be closed. Then, he nervously asked the twenty people where they came from and what they were doing in Delpon.
The newcomers answered truthfully.
Cage was relieved to hear that they were here for Roland. He asked someone to confirm it with Roland, while he continued to stare at them from the city wall.
A squad member asked in surprise, "Boss, is it necessary to be so nervous? They only have twenty-four people, and we have more than two hundred. We'll be able to kill them easily."
"As if." Cage patted the head of the man who spoke. "You might not be able to take them down even if you had a hundred more people."
"It can't be." The security team members next to him were all shocked.
"First of all, those people are all professionals. They look like Mages, but they're too intimidating. They seem to be battlefield Mages from the army." Cage continued, "Also, they've been strictly following orders. They've been standing on the side of the road in two rows since just now and haven't moved at all. They're no longer elites, but men of sacrifice."
"They're just standing steadily. What's so good about them?"
Cage glanced at the security officer disdainfully and said, "What do you know? The most important thing in the army is obedience. Don't be fooled by the fact that there are only twenty of them. If they really fight to the death, we'll definitely collapse. Morale is too important on a battlefield. "
"So good?"
Cage nodded. "If they're enemies, they can probably break through our defense line if we put them in the city. Then, half of them can escape."
The squad members felt that their blood was freezing.
Cage then said, "But don't worry. They're only strong against ordinary people like us. They won't be of much help to a genius Mage like Roland."
"Yes, that's why they're here to learn magic from us." Roland landed from the sky behind them.
"Roland, they're here for you, aren't they?"
Roland nodded. "Let them in."
Watching them enter the city, Roland landed and took them to go through the enrollment procedures of the magic school.
He also told Vincent who those people were.
Vincent's scalp went numb after hearing that. "Holy crap, even the officials are looking for you to learn magic from."
Roland opened his hands.
Then, he returned to his manor and continued his magic studies.
After another five days, Andonara came to him. "Roland, sorry to interrupt your magic studies, but I have to tell you that we're running out of money."
"How come?" Roland was surprised. "Don't we still have a lot of gold coins?"
"The spells you've been studying recently use the best magic resources and materials, so …" She made a helpless gesture. "If you stop your studies for a while, we can still make it back with our income."
Most of the time, magic studies burned money like that. It couldn't be helped. A large city that could support two top-notch Magicians was already considered very wealthy.
"How long will it take?"
"About three months."
That was a long time. The expedition to the Realm of Devils might be over by then, and it would be too late.
Roland thought for a moment. The Goddess of Magic's business wouldn't be open so soon, and it would probably be half a year before he could get the money. So, he had to make money again.
So, he posted a post on the forum.
Out of Money, Auction Dragon Meat Reagent.
A moment later, the post was flooded with replies.
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