Mystra seemed rather upset to see Roland's refusal. She sighed and said, "Our fates are truly different. The man I fell in love with is a believer, a friend, and a fellow traveler. I finally met a capable man, but he doesn't want to talk to me at all. He only wants to earn money and reputation. "
She spoke slowly and gloomily, as if Roland was a scumbag.
Roland secretly chuckled.
Born in the information world, he had seen too many videos of the goddess manipulating and arranging bootlickers. He didn't have sharp eyes, but he wouldn't be fooled by her fake facial expression.
"We're just partners."
Roland did intend to earn reputation and money from Mystra, but it was a win-win situation.
It wasn't like he didn't pay anything.
Sacrificing spells was beneficial to the development of the Church of Magic.
Recently, Mystra had received a lot more power of faith, thanks to the oil-making and water-making spells that Roland sacrificed. After the Church of Magic shared the two spells, she harvested a lot of power of faith.
Also, it was a long-term benefit.
No Mage in the future would be able to avoid the two spells.
Everybody had to learn them.
Now, she had to add a sugar-making spell.
Seeing that Roland didn't fall for her trick, Mystra rolled her eyes helplessly.
She had to admit that being beautiful was always an advantage.
Rolling her eyes was such an action that ruined her image, but when she did it, there was a sense of disdain and cuteness.
Some of her friends who loved XP would probably like it.
But Roland still wasn't interested.
Now that he had a feast every now and then, he was already very resistant to beautiful women.
Putting away the piece of paper with the spell model, Mystra said rather disappointedly, "Okay, then let's be friends for now. But how should I put it, I still hope that you can become my believer."
"Let's talk about it later." Roland refused her politely.
"This is your reward." Mystra waved her hand.
A ball of light was set into Roland's body.
Several seconds later, a very mysterious spell model was added to Roland's mind.
Mystra looked at him and smiled. "I know that old woman Sophie gave you a scythe, but that scythe is just a dead object. What I gave you is the real good stuff."
Roland sensed the nodes in his mind and was slightly surprised. "Mystra's Sword?"
"Yes." Mystra opened her right hand, and a long, narrow sword suddenly appeared in her palm. "This is my alchemical creature. Outsiders call it Mystra's Sword."
The sword didn't have a sheath and was completely black, but there was a white eye in the middle of the hilt and handguard, which was looking at Roland with great interest. "Sister, this is the first time you've seen a human since you became a god, and a man at that."
The sword's voice was very androgynous, and it was difficult to distinguish its gender.
Mystra said with a smile, "He's very talented and can look the gods in the eyes. He'll be our good friend."
The sword responded with an 'oh' and then disappeared.
Roland took the opportunity to ask, "There are spells to summon Mystra's Sword in the main plane. What's so special about the one you gave me?"
"This is a spell model that I optimized before I became a god. Compared with the original version, it has a lower learning level, and the sword phantom that is summoned is more powerful and intelligent." Mystra said with a smile, "Even if a Legendary Mage summons a phantom with Mystra's Sword, it can only inherit thirty percent of the strength of the original at best, but if you summon it with the spell that I've optimized, it can reach seventy percent, and it's even more intelligent.
Impressive!
According to the books Roland had read, Mystra's Sword was a powerful support spell that could last for a long time.
After Mystra's Sword was summoned, the sword would automatically float next to the summoner and strengthen the summoner with many support spells. It was also autonomous and could attack the enemy or block damage.
Then, it could chat and joke.
However, it was difficult to summon Mystra's Sword.
It might not be possible to summon it when the level was high enough. It depended on whether the sword was compatible with the summoner's soul waves.
So, summoning Mystra's Sword depended on luck.
Few Mages in the world could summon this thing.
Now that Mystra had given Roland an optimized version and asked him to meet the sword, it was obvious that it had been decided.
As long as Roland summoned Mystra's Sword, the latter would definitely appear.
Mystra's Sword was also a powerful spell that all Mages recognized. Everybody wanted to have a phantom of Mystra's Sword if possible.
"Are you satisfied with the reward?" asked Mystra with a smile.
"Yes." Roland paused and said, "Goddess, I'm curious about something. Under normal circumstances, what does the success rate of summoning Mystra's Sword have to do with?"
"Let's not talk about personality and soul wave compatibility. My little cutie likes charismatic people."
"So, high Charisma is enough?"
"That's right."
Roland sighed. "No wonder the success rate of summoning Mystra's Sword is so low."
Under normal circumstances, Mages put their attribute points on Intelligence.
For a Mage with high Charisma like Vivian, her achievements were limited.
If she had put some of her Charisma points on Intelligence, she would've probably been trying to reach the Master level.
She wouldn't have been stuck at the Elite level.
Mystra's Sword, on the other hand, was a high-level summoning spell that could only be learned by a Legend.
Generally speaking, few Legendary Mages had high Charisma.
Really … there weren't many of them!
Since the Goddess of Magic had the ability to make her alchemical intelligent sword respond to someone's summoning, Roland had some ideas.
"Goddess, aren't you upset that few people are willing to believe in you?"
"Yes, so I want you to create more interesting spells that are suitable for low-level Mages." Mystra nodded with a smile. "That's very important to me."
Mystra could transform other people's divine power for her own use. She couldn't rob the lawful gods, so she could only go to the Astral Plane to find evil gods, or Abominations.
She could rob their evil power of faith and refine it with magic, then use it as her own power of faith.
But the problem was that there were two extra processes, which made the efficiency extremely low.
Over the years, Mystra had lived on the meager power of faith of her believers and the power of faith she robbed. She was very careful and lived an uncomfortable life.
As long as one could lie down and eat, who would be willing to work so hard?
It was only during this time that Roland sacrificed a few spells that her life became a little better.
But it was still a drop in the bucket.
Roland nodded, thinking that all gods liked the power of faith.
Otherwise, it wouldn't explain why the Church of Light and the Church of Life were trying to expand.
It was the same for all the lawful gods.
He figured that the Goddess of Magic was no exception.
"Mystra's Sword is a spell that all Mages desire. Few can successfully summon it. " Roland pointed at his head. "Actually, goddess, you can promise that any Mage or Priest of the Church of Magic will automatically learn the spell of Mystra's Sword when their faith reaches a certain level, and … the summoning will be a hundred percent successful. I think there will be a lot more Mages who will be willing to worship you, and they will probably all be high-quality believers."
Mystra punched her right palm with her white fist and was greatly enlightened. "That's right. There's such a way. Thank you."
Then, she waved her hand excitedly and released Roland from the Realm of Gods back to the main plane.
His vision returned to the small church.
Roland heaved a sigh of relief and left.
He went to the First Princess's manor and found Stephanie and Andonara.
At this moment, Andonara still looked happy. She was only responsible for protecting Stephanie and eating and drinking every day. Her life was quite comfortable.
Stephanie, on the other hand, had faint dark circles under her eyes.
"What, is it hard?" Roland sat down on her opposite side.
"Now, Father has delegated part of his power to me. I have to deal with those old foxes every day and reason with the fanatical believers who shine every day. It's so hard for me. " Stephanie helplessly pressed her upper body on the table, not caring that her breasts had been crushed into a meat pie. Some white things were even squeezed out of her clothes, making it hard for people to look at them. "I feel that you and Anna are so happy. You just need to do magic experiments every day, and she'll be satisfied just by looking at you every day. Why is your life so easy and simple?"
"Because we're capable." Roland smiled. "Let's not talk about Anna first. I'm a powerful Mage myself, and I've mastered the technology of the floating city. My future is promising, so I can ignore many unspoken rules and shackles, but you can't."
"Do you know that sometimes the truth hurts?" Stephanie sat straight gloomily. "I'm not capable and can only count on power. I'm so sorry … Okay, you should go. If you stay here, Anna will want to have fun with you every day, and I won't be able to sleep well anymore. Seriously, you're occupying my room and making it so messy. I've opened the window for half a day, but the smell is still there. "
Hearing that, Roland immediately flashed away.
It couldn't be helped. He felt guilty.
Roland teleported back to the Transmutation Magic Tower and rested for half a day in his dormitory before he went to class.
In the class, everybody who knew him looked at him strangely.
Roland thought that the influence of his investment in the Julian family hadn't passed yet.
But then he discovered that those people looked at him with gratitude and admiration.
Huh?
That wasn't right.
Generally speaking, the success of choosing a side would make people feel envious.
What about gratitude and admiration?
Then, Kujira came. He smiled at Roland and said, "Mr. Roland, as expected of you. You've created the food-making spell so quickly. Although it's not the main food for summoning, I've tried the candies. They can fill your stomach, and they don't require additional magic materials. Impressive! "
He gave Roland a thumbs up, his face full of admiration.
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