Pinned down by Roland with one hand, Charles couldn't break free at all.
First of all, Roland was Legendary and already level 16, and even if the Mage's physique growth was relatively low, as long as the level was high enough, the physique attribute wouldn't be bad.
For example, Roland now didn't need any magic, just brute force, and could hammer a Warrior with a high physique growth of around level 3.
Charles's profession was Merchant, which was considered a lifestyle profession.
The main attribute of this profession was Charm, and he was only level 11, so it was naturally impossible for him to break free from Roland's grip.
He struggled hard a few times, his face flushed, but he still couldn't escape from Roland's clutches.
And this was in full view of the public.
That immediately made him feel a little embarrassed!
"Let go!" His expression was extremely unhappy.
"I ask you, is what Gelton said true?" Roland asked again.
"I told you to let go," Charles roared. "You're such an uncultured man."
At this point, he could already imagine the bullet comments in the livestream, most of which were mocking him.
Too weak to stand up to the wind, couldn't even counter a Mage's capture, etc.
"Wrong answer."
Roland smiled, and light blue lightning instantly enveloped Charles!
Instant Thunder Palm!
Charles's eyes were full of shock at first, then his whole body trembled, as if all his cells were equipped with a small motor running at full power.
He was shaking so hard that his hands were almost blurred.
Then, two seconds later, his body quickly dehydrated and soon turned into a charred, dry corpse that fell to the ground.
Direct murder!
PK between players wasn't unusual, and it wasn't like resurrection couldn't be done.
But Charles was the chairman of Cornucopia, and now Cornucopia, in cooperation with the Hollevin royal family, had expanded a lot. It was one of the top five guilds in the entire server, with a lot of resources at its disposal, and it could be said to be quite influential.
However, Roland simply burnt him with electricity.
Under the witness of countless netizens.
Then a large wave of people in the bullet screen began to say that Roland was bullying people with his power, but a few seconds later, a large number of "Good kill," or "Roland's killing is bullying people with his power, but when Charles yelled at a maid, it was righteous?" appeared in the bullet screen and pushed back.
Of the several uploaders in charge, two were from Cornucopia.
One of them jumped up and shouted, "You actually killed people without saying a word, aren't you afraid of a red name? What a disgrace! "
Most of the time, quality was a panacea for criticizing others. Once it was said, it seemed to be able to occupy the moral high ground.
"What is there to be afraid of?" "Getting a red name in a PK between players is nothing more than being besieged and dying once. People like Charles who bullied orphans and widows and forced them to their deaths were indeed cultured. If this is the quality of Cornucopia, then it's better for me not to be associated with such quality. "
His words made the face of the man who had jumped out of the crowd blush.
Roland looked at the streamers and added, "Wetland City is Betta's blood and sweat, and whether it's inherited by his relatives or something else, it's not something a trash guild like Cornucopia can touch. I'll say this now. If Charles brings people to seize the power of Wetland City again, I'll kill him every time I see him. "
After saying that, Roland sat directly in the city hall and asked Gelton, "After the departure of the Knights of the Round Table, how many vacancies do we need before the city hall can operate again?"
"At least two hundred people," Gelton said helplessly. Gelton said helplessly, "Previously, Master placed many of the key positions with the Knights of the Round Table."
"Who else in the city hall now knows more about the functional operation process?"
"Me, hello, Mr. Roland, I'm the commoner Darknus." A young man, who was obviously a resident of the game world, stood out. "I've been serving as Mayor Betta's clerk, helping him deliver almost all orders and messages, so I know the plans and structure of the entire Wetland City better."
"Then temporarily create the position of deputy mayor for you to take over. Now start recruiting immediately. It doesn't matter if you don't have enough ability, you must first get the institutional functions of Wetland City up and running again. "
The young man responded excitedly, "As you command, Mr. Roland."
"What big talk, actually giving the order directly, he thinks he's the mayor." Another Cornucopia uploader snorted and began to set the pace. "Why, is he so great just because he's high in level?"
"Because of the floating city in the sky." Roland sat casually and then said to the others, "Wetland City is now temporarily managed by F6, and the handover will depend on whether Betta's parents want this place, and if they don't or don't want to deal with it, things will be another matter."
"Tsk tsk, to put it bluntly, isn't it just oppressing people with power? How can this convince the masses? Not many players will agree with your approach, "the uploader continued to shout.
"So what if I'm oppressing people with power now? Why do I need the consent of others? " Roland looked at him and said calmly, "If you talk any more, I'll go blow up Cornucopia's station into a crater right now. Since when is it Cornucopia's turn to meddle in the affairs of Wetland City?"
The uploader was so enraged by Roland that blood rushed to his head and was about to jump up, but he was pulled away by another uploader.
They didn't dare to gamble. It was already embarrassing enough that their chairman was killed directly now, and if the station was blown up too, they would really become the laughingstock of others for a long time.
After the uploaders left, Li Lin and the others came over and asked, "What do we do now?"
"Stay and wait for Schuck to come. He's Betta's cousin and has some decision-making and speaking rights." Roland stood up and said to the maids next to him, "Also, bury Lisa, in the backyard of the mayor's residence. I'm sure she'll be very happy."
The maids left, and two of them who were close to Lisa even wiped away a few tears.
After that, Roland sat in the city hall.
Roland himself was the strongest in the entire server, and he also had a terrifying floating city hanging in the sky to deter thieves and rascals.
None of the local residents of the game world, those ambitious people, dared to act rashly, and the several lords of the surrounding territories who had some friction with Betta before didn't dare to act rashly either.
And while the players didn't move for the time being, the discussion on the forum was very intense.
They were divided into three factions: anti-Roland, neutral, and pro-Roland, and they were posting wildly at each other.
The anti-Roland faction was nothing more than saying that Roland wasn't a candidate for the heir and wasn't qualified to oversee Wetland City.
Besides, Roland already had the floating city and Delpon, and if he took down Wetland City now, he alone would take advantage of the vast majority of the entire player's interest chain.
It was simply less than one in ten thousand people who accounted for more than eighty percent of the total wealth of the players.
This was a classic unfair distribution that should be taken down.
The game couldn't be played like this. It was too cruel, too realistic.
These Internet Water Army netizens even @ the administrators of the official forum, asking them to come out and uphold justice.
But the game officials didn't care about this at all and just pretended to make such an announcement.
"We, the development team, do not approve of the exchange of virtual currency with real currency. The trading behavior between players is the result of their own choice, and the development team has no right to interfere or manage. As for a certain player accounting for eighty percent of the total wealth of the players, this is not true. In the eyes of the development team, all data in the game is nothing more than node signals and has no practical value. We also implore all players not to conduct virtual currency transactions. The development team is not responsible for the disputes and consequences of offline transactions. "
To put it bluntly, the officials couldn't be bothered to deal with the disputes of people like you.
At this point, the morale of the anti-Roland faction was greatly dampened.
The pro-Roland faction, needless to say, all thought that Roland did a good job, guarding his brother's foundation and waiting for his friend's parents to take it over, which was a story in itself.
As for the neutrals, they thought it didn't matter who was the mayor, as long as Wetland City didn't fall into chaos.
In this way, they thought that Roland was at least doing a good job now, temporarily stabilizing the security and business environment of Wetland City.
So in reality, they were also slightly biased toward Roland.
For the next ten days or so, Roland stayed in the city hall and didn't leave.
It had to be said that the former clerk, now the deputy mayor, Dacnus, did a really good job. He quickly recruited enough people to run the entire city's organizational concept, and although it was much less efficient than before, the government's functions were at least running.
Besides, the newly recruited people were all new to the job, so it was normal for them to be unfamiliar with the business. Give them some time to practice, and they would probably adapt very quickly.
On the other side, Charles invited many large and medium-sized guilds, as well as famous uploaders, to his base for a meeting.
Seventeen people were sitting or standing around a large table.
With a gloomy expression, Charles said, "Wetland City, we have to take a bite out of it. I've received insider information that the open beta is going to start soon, and the first batch of virtual cabins may be two million. With so many people pouring in, Wetland City, as the main city of us players, will definitely have to expand. You should be able to figure out how much profit this represents. "
"Big is big, but we have to be able to get it." The former chairman of the Sapphire Shrine sighed and said, "Roland is sitting in the city hall now, and the floating city is right above his head, who dares to go against him?"
"We can't do anything to Roland in the game, but can't we do it in reality? You guys are all powerful, just drag Roland out of reality, "a guild chairman suggested.
Charles said angrily, "That's the trouble, the official game information is quite confidential, and we can't get in at all."
"Then how do you know that Betta is dead in reality?"
"I guessed." Charles explained, "Betta is a Divine Noble who can contract a large number of Knights of the Round Table for his own use, and all Knights of the Round Table will have a coat of arms on the back of their hand, representing their identity. Some time ago, when I was talking about weapons business with a dwarf Knight of the Round Table, I saw the coat of arms on the back of his hand disappear, and at the same time, the dwarf showed a rather horrified expression. Later, I looked up the information on the Divine Nobles, and combined with the fact that Betta hadn't been online for more than ten days, I boldly guessed that he was dead in reality. I didn't expect that I really guessed right. "
A certain guild chairman sitting on the right laughed and said, "Unfortunately, you only guessed the beginning, not the end. Just as you were about to seize power, Roland came."
Charles' expression couldn't be more sour.
He had now fallen back to level ten and almost dropped to level nine. It wasn't easy for merchants to level up, and Roland killing him once directly wasted nearly half a year of his efforts.
"Since it's not easy for us to get the city hall, why not try to hold the military power of Wetland City in our hands first?" Someone suggested. "The Knights of the Round Table are all gone, and now the army of Wetland City should be leaderless. As long as we control the army, we'll have the right to speak. Roland dares to kill players because killing players will only result in a red name, which can be washed away online. But killing NPCs is different — they'll become black leaves, and even Roland can't stand it. He won't dare to mess around. "
Charles didn't want to talk anymore at this point.
The person who suggested looked at Charles in confusion.
At this moment, someone explained, "Although the Knights of the Round Table are indeed disbanded, the one who now holds the military power of Wetland City is the Frostwolf Clan."
"What's going on? Didn't the Frostwolf Clan just move into Wetland City less than a year ago? How did they infiltrate the army so quickly? Even we players aren't that powerful! "
Charles couldn't help but explain, "Betta hired experts of the Frostwolf Clan to be stationed in the army as coaches more than half a year ago. Every hundred soldiers will be assigned a Frostwolf Clan instructor. "
At this point, most people understood.
The strong were greatly admired in the army.
The Frostwolf Clan were all Master experts, and most of them were straightforward and dignified, very much in line with the style of the army. Those little soldiers quite admired these Frostwolf Clan instructors.
For the little soldiers, the words of the instructors were sometimes more useful than those of their superiors.
The person who didn't quite understand the cause and effect continued to ask, "Then can't we bribe the Frostwolf Clan? I heard they're relatively poor. "
"Difficult. The Frostwolf Clan is quite united internally. They generally listen to the clan leader, but more often than not, they only listen to the Winterwolf Holy Lady. And the Winterwolf Holy Lady goes in and out of the manor that Roland bought here every day. It's obvious that they're having an adulterous relationship. How can we bribe her? " The chairman of Sangharama said admiringly, "That's why I say that someone like Roland deserves to be the strongest Mage. Look at how he's set things up in advance, blocking almost all of our ways of getting ideas. The title of the strongest in the entire server is well-deserved. There are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames. "
The person who asked just now still didn't give up. "We can find a way to bribe the Winterwolf Holy Lady, find a handsome bard to seduce her, or promise a lot of money. She's bound to have a weakness."
Charles chuckled, quite disdainful, but he wasn't targeting anyone else. This sneer was aimed at himself. "I tried to bribe or find someone to seduce the Winterwolf Holy Lady more than half a year ago. But it didn't work, not even the slightest hope. "
"That's impossible, right? Humans always have desires and weaknesses."
"But the Winterwolf Holy Lady isn't a human, she's a snow wolf," Charles said with slight envy. "What's the greatest advantage of canines?"
"A keen sense of smell?"
"It's loyalty. Loyalty to your people and your mate. "
A series of sighs, full of envy and jealousy, rang throughout the entire venue.
The Winterwolf Holy Lady often walked around the city, so many of her "photos" were posted on the forum.
A beautiful girl with snow-white hair, dog ears, big breasts, and long legs, pure and lustful, who knew how many people had their XP blown up.
Especially those who were manipulators.
Of the ten men, at least eight were manipulators, and the remaining two were in the process of awakening.
"So, there's nothing we can do at all?" someone finally asked this question.
The conference room fell silent at once.
Charles thought for a moment and said, "It's not completely impossible. We can lobby the royal family of Hollevin to reassign the ownership of Wetland City. Also, try to drive a wedge between Roland and Schuck, and even the members of F6."
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