The room was silent.
They had been playing the game for almost four years. Most of them didn't fall behind in the game every night. Also, the Mages who had persisted to this point were all well-informed and had a deep understanding of the game, or players who had a good understanding of the world.
What was the concept of gods in this world?
Not to mention the Gods United incident during the game's pioneering period, even the later arrival of the Archangel and the Goddess of Light's arrival some time ago were enough to prove that the gods of this world not only existed but were active.
They used their power to influence the world at every turn.
Although the players clamored every day that their fate was in their own hands, that gods were just more powerful creatures, and so on, there was actually enough reverence for the gods.
Like reverence for the supreme leader of a country.
Of course, this idea was fundamentally different from reverence for the gods.
They were silent, and so was Roland, waiting for their response.
After a while, it was O 'Neal who spoke. "That Mystra, the Goddess of Magic?"
"There seems to be only one Goddess of Magic."
"No, can the Goddess of Magic be invited whenever she wants?" O 'Neal looked at Roland with a stinging expression.
Roland froze for a moment, waved his hand, and said, "I didn't mean that, I just wanted to say that we could try to invite the Goddess of Magic down to talk to us, just a try."
In fact, Roland felt that the Goddess of Magic would gladly come down.
Because she was very interested in knowledge, and Roland himself was someone she wanted to rope in, it didn't seem difficult for her to make time for a request.
Everyone sneered when they heard Roland's explanation. They wouldn't believe Roland's words.
O 'Neal sighed. "Is it strange that you can invite the Goddess of Magic down when you wear the Life Goddess's button and talk and laugh with the Nether God?"
Oh … is that how you guys see me?
Roland was quite surprised. He had a clean relationship with these goddesses, not a hint of ambiguity, okay?
They were all just friends.
But he understood that the more he explained these things, the more guilty he looked in the eyes of others, so he said, "So do you guys want to invite her down to talk?"
"Of course." O 'Neal shrugged and said, "I heard that the Lawful goddesses are all quite beautiful, how can we not see them? Besides, this is also related to our future interests, so of course we have to talk. "
Then Roland took out the statue of the Goddess of Magic from his Backpack.
He had prepared it a few days ago.
Because he had already thought that by tying the association to the Goddess of Magic, it would pave the way for the development of the Association of Mages.
He placed the statue of the Magic Goddess on the table and communicated with it through his mind.
All the idols in this world had weak divine powers.
This was to ensure that the God's statue would not be desecrated or tarnished. Furthermore, when the believers were in trouble, they could quickly communicate with their God.
Although Roland wasn't a believer, his mental power had been registered in Mystra's divine power. So, he connected his mental consciousness and was pulled to the Paradise of Magic.
It was still the same blue spiral-patterned platform, and it was still the Divine Realm filled with magic.
"You actually took the initiative to contact me?" Mystra seemed slightly surprised and delighted. "What's up?"
"Here's the thing. I plan to summon the Golden Sons to establish an Association of Mages to exchange knowledge about magic." Roland didn't notice the faint delight in Mystra's eyes. He simply explained, "So, I want you to go down and talk to them. I think this will be of great benefit to your faith and missionary work in the future. "
Mystra's expression was still delighted. "You're helping me?"
Roland froze for a moment. Why did that sound weird?
But there didn't seem to be anything wrong with it.
"It's not really helping you, it's just a win-win."
In Roland's view, it was indeed a win-win. After the establishment of the Association of Mages, it couldn't just be open to players. It would certainly have to be open to game NPCs as well, which would inevitably lead to communication and even conflict with other forces and organizations.
If the Goddess of Magic was behind it, then a lot of small troubles might disappear, and big troubles would become small troubles.
With less trouble, the mages could devote more energy to magic research.
Producing more interesting spells and advancing the progress of magic theory was also a good thing for the Goddess of Magic.
It could increase the amount of her faith and stabilize her Divine Spark.
If this wasn't a win-win, what was?
"If you say it's a win-win, then it's a win-win," the Goddess of Magic said with a smile. "I'll be right down."
She waved her hand, and Roland's mind returned to the ground and to the conference room.
O 'Neal and the others were a little puzzled.
Because just now, they saw Roland's eyes suddenly glaze over and he spaced out for about three minutes.
Facing their strange gazes, Roland composed himself and said, "Get ready, the Goddess of Magic is coming down right now …"
Before he could finish the last word, a powerful mental power was cast down from the sky.
The blue beam of light enveloped the entire makeshift conference room, and a few seconds later, the beam of light gradually shrank and disappeared. Above the small statue of a goddess on the table, there was a blue mosaic floating slightly.
This was the perspective of the people in the conference room, and they could only see the mosaic.
But in Roland's eyes, it was a three-headed, cartoonish version of the Goddess of Magic floating in midair with her hands on her hips.
Cute and beautiful.
"Okay, I've come down at Roland's invitation." The Goddess of Magic looked around and said lightly, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
The group sighed in disappointment.
They had wanted to see how beautiful the Goddess of Magic really was, but they could only see the mosaic.
After all, this might be their only chance to get close to a goddess.
Then everyone's eyes turned to Roland.
As the current nominal chairman, Roland naturally had the right to negotiate. Besides, he was familiar with the Goddess of Magic, and it was indeed more suitable and convenient for him to speak.
Roland understood what the other players meant and said slowly, "Honorable Goddess of Magic, we Golden Sons intend to establish an Association of Mages to exchange spells and spell models."
"Well, that's a good thing." Mystra nodded. "I'm fairly clear about the origins of you Golden Sons, and I'm even more aware of your strong academic atmosphere. So I'm very optimistic about your group's research. "
Although her words were more down-to-earth, Mystra's statement was actually more official at its core. It was a polite response without comment or positive feedback.
The eyes of the players and Mages present immediately changed a little.
This Goddess of Magic was so "cautious" that it seemed she really wanted to talk about something.
Roland continued, "I believe in the abilities of us Golden Sons. Although we're not as good as other magic organizations, such as the major Magic Towers and the like, I believe that if we unite, we'll soon be able to gain something. Goddess, do you have any ideas if a new spell is created by then? "
"Then naturally it's most cost-effective to sacrifice it to me." Mystra looked at Roland's serious expression, and for some reason, the corners of her mouth pursed slightly as if she wanted to laugh. "The reward I give is very high. You've sacrificed so many spells, so you should know best."
The players all looked at Roland. They had a feeling that when Mystra spoke to Roland, there seemed to be a hint of tenderness.
It felt like there was something going on.
But Roland didn't think so, because when he first met Mystra, she had this feeling when she spoke.
So he took it for granted that Mystra spoke with this tone and expression.
"It's indeed very high for an individual." Roland nodded in agreement. "But we're a group now, and if we work together and invent a new spell, then after the sacrifice, you're bound to spread it widely to all the Temples of Magic and let all magic organizations know. But in this way, our magic will be known by other organizations, which will seriously damage our interests. Especially when we're still a newly established magic organization. "
"You have a point. The power struggles on the main plane are indeed cruel." Mystra rested one hand on her chest and the other on her chin. She lowered her head in thought for a moment and said, "So, how about I increase the reward?"
Roland looked at O 'Neal and the other Mages present.
Then they discussed for a while, and after about six or seven minutes, O 'Neal took the initiative to say, "Sorry, how much can this increase the reward? Can it offset the loss of our interests? "
"That depends on how you measure the losses you'll suffer in the future," Mystra said, spreading her hands.
"It's hard to measure." O 'Neal shook his head. "After all, no one can guarantee anything that hasn't happened. So … Goddess, are you going to compensate us after it happens? "
Roland shook his head. "That's not a good idea. Losses will have a chain reaction, and it's best to give compensation before it happens, and this compensation can prevent the losses from happening. "
"Then why don't you just give us the reward and delay the introduction of the new spell, say, five years or more?" someone shouted.
That was a good idea. Roland and the others all looked at Mystra.
Mystra pondered again for a moment before she shook her head and said, "I need new spells to attract believers. You're Magicians, so you should know that the power of faith produced by a new spell a year earlier or a year earlier is completely different. That's because faith will spread, not to mention five years later. Do you understand? "
Of course, everyone understood that it was just an incremental algorithm.
This was the so-called human-to-human phenomenon.
Roland thought for a moment and said, "What about shortening the time? Say, three years before it comes out? "
That was indeed possible, but the players smiled. Roland was an old bargainer, cutting almost half. It was obvious that he often went to the street market to buy clothes.
Wait … Roland is on our side, right? It feels weird for him to cut half.
"No, it's still too long. How about a year?" Mystra said with a smile.
"A year. We're not ready to work on the next spell yet," Roland said helplessly.
Mystra looked at Roland and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll give you some face. Three years it is."
The players were all relieved. Three years was a long time for the players, enough for them to maintain their technological lead.
Sure enough, it was easier to have acquaintances around during business negotiations.
"Is it settled?" The Goddess of Magic's little phantom body floated to sit on Roland's shoulder. "I heard this city is very interesting. Can you show me around?"
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