Roland was truly annoyed this time.
Three or four years ago, he had let Cornucopia off once. At the time, it was nothing more than thinking to forgive and forget, and most importantly, he wasn't strong enough at the time, and he was in a period of rapid rise in ability and level. It wasn't worth it to waste his time learning magic for Cornucopia's sh * tty business.
But it was different now.
After becoming a Legend, the rate of growth slowed down.
This stage was more about accumulation, the accumulation of knowledge, the number of spells and techniques, and even the tempering of the mind and the persistence of the three outlooks and so on.
In essence, magic was more idealistic, so personal will was very important in the growth of a Mage.
Compared to the people of this world, the players were, on average, purer and tougher in their outlooks and willpower than the people of this world because they had gone through a long, systematic education, as well as ideological and political classes and so on.
Of course, only on average, there were still a small number of people whose temperaments and outlooks weren't very good.
Charles, for example.
Speaking of Charles, Roland didn't have any good feelings for the man now, and was even quite disgusted.
That was why he used his power and connections to suppress Cornucopia.
After coming out of the Assassin's Guild, Roland felt refreshed both physically and mentally.
He stopped the floating city over the capital of Fareins.
The vast majority of the residents of the capital of Fareins were now very used to this giant flying object floating in the air.
They had even heard that this thing was the creation of the queen's wild man, that the royal family's master architects worked on it day and night, and that the queen would occasionally spend the night on it.
Apart from that, almost the entire world now had Roland's legend.
In the words of the bards, he was a Legendary Great Sage, whose strength was close to that of a Demigod.
He might be the youngest and most promising Magician in history.
By the way, the title of Great Sage referred to spellcasters who had extraordinary knowledge and could guide heroes and legendary people to save the world in times of crisis.
It could be a high-level Priest, a Mage, or even a Druid or Shaman.
Under normal circumstances, Roland wouldn't have been able to get the title of Great Sage.
However, someone exposed the succubus equality contract, and then exposed the fact that Roland killed several devil legions in the Realm of Devils with a possible "blue flame of destruction."
Legend had it that the devils were about to invade the main plane this time. It was another catastrophe, and the whole world was about to be plunged into misery and suffering. However, Great Sage Roland had foreseen the devils' plot to invade and led the Golden Sons to attack the Realm of Devils first, killing the devils' army instead. Then Saint Samurai Schuck of the Church of Light also led the Crusader Expeditionary Army into the Realm of Devils, directly foiling the devils' plot to invade this time.
In order to deal a heavy blow to the demons, Roland even deliberately created an equality contract to rescue the succubi from the evil demons.
In the capital of Fareins, many nobles already owned succubi.
Succubi were no longer the privilege of Warlocks.
These words … were filled with falsehoods within the truth. Even if it was the truth, it couldn't be any truer.
"Great Sage Roland is very likely to become a god like the Goddess of Magic in the future. He is the man of Fareins, and he will protect this country until he dies, or becomes a god and leaves this world. "
When Roland finished reading the words on the paper, he said awkwardly, "Is this necessary? Your royal family and the Association of Mages joined forces to add fuel to the fire and build momentum for me, and you asked for my opinion? "
The queen lay on her side on the bed, shaking with laughter … shaking rhythmically.
After a while, she barely stopped laughing and said, "Fareins looks strong on the surface, but it's riddled with holes on the inside. The dispute between the nobles and the lords of the capital is about to erupt. I do have a way to prevent this from happening, but it will take time. As long as I push you out, their conflict can be temporarily suppressed, creating enough time for me to make changes. "
"Is there a reward?" Roland asked.
"Isn't it enough to have me?" Stephanie patted her fat bottom. "Or should I have a few of my sisters accompany you?"
Hmm? Roland pretended to ponder for a moment.
Stephanie immediately got up, hugged Roland's neck from behind, pressed her whole body against him, and said coquettishly, "You're so greedy, be careful that Anna doesn't castrate you."
"I won't." Roland snorted. "If I take a fancy to a woman and that woman doesn't want it, she'll definitely help me hold down her hands."
"Yes, Anna is such a good woman." Stephanie clicked her tongue in wonder. "I don't know what's wrong with the old king of Hollevin's head to drive such a good woman out and then let you take advantage of her."
"Let's not talk about these things. You had someone call me over, there should be something else, right?" Roland asked.
"Yes." Stephanie nodded and said, "We've gathered intelligence that some succubi who just escaped from the Realm of Devils say that the atmosphere in the Realm of Devils has become very strange. And the newly advanced fallen angel of magic has mentioned you several times in front of other Demon Gods. So you must. Things like Demon Gods are hard to deal with. "
Roland nodded to show that he understood.
He didn't want to mess with Demon Gods for now … Unlike the Evil Gods of the Astral Plane, Demon Gods were strong, and Demon Gods had a geographical advantage in the Realm of Devils. Even if Roland flew the floating city, it would still be dangerous if he was besieged by more than five Demon Gods.
But if the floating city was "evolved," the situation would be different.
So Roland planned to make a trip to the Astral Plane first.
Hunt as many Evil Gods as possible and let the floating city level up first.
After staying in the palace for two days, Roland sensed that someone had entered the Mystra's Mansion space, so he also teleported in.
Then, he saw Andonara sitting inside.
Only she could teleport in at any time, anywhere.
"Roland, the ancestor wants to see you." Andonara saw Roland come in, stood up, and said, "You'd better be mentally prepared, she doesn't seem to be in a good mood."
Roland frowned. "If I get into a conflict with him, stay away."
"Why?" Anna looked puzzled. "He's not my uncle … If you get into a conflict with my uncle, I won't know what to do. But he's just an ancestor, just an ancient provider of my bloodline. Between you and him, do I still need to choose? "
Roland smiled and hugged this extremely likeable woman.
Just as he was about to teleport out of the Mystra's Mansion space, he suddenly froze.
Because he vaguely sensed a spatial coordinate.
It was the coordinate that had been thrown into that wonderful spatial cave in the real world, at the site of Betta's accident.
After it disappeared before, he hadn't been able to sense it.
But now, he could vaguely feel it.
The location was far, far away, but close.
There was a strange sense of dislocation.
It didn't seem like it was in this world.
If he had to describe it, it was like seeing the moon from the water's surface, knowing what it was, but there was a feeling that he couldn't grasp it, couldn't touch it, and even felt fake.
It was a feeling like this.
No way!
Plane teleportation? No … Teleportation could teleport to other planes, for example, from the main plane to the Realm of Devils.
In fact, the main plane and the Realm of Devils weren't in the same plane.
The Realm of Devils was an external "regional space," and somehow it got stuck to the main plane.
It was like a big bubble with a small bubble stuck to it.
If it was a place that could be teleported to, where would it be?
Not the Astral Plane, not the Realm of Devils, and not some divine realm.
An idea flashed through Roland's head.
If he could teleport to these coordinates, would he be able to find Betta's soul and resurrect him?
Once such an idea arose, it couldn't be suppressed.
Then, with tenacious willpower, he calmed his mind and teleported out of Mystra's Mansion with Andonara to Delpon.
A mature woman who somewhat resembled Andonara and was quite beautiful sat in the courtyard of the manor garden.
She smiled and shook her arm when she saw Roland.
Roland walked over, sat across from her, and asked, "Ms. Phoenix, long time no see."
Phoenix waved her hand and said with a smile, "No need to be so polite, we're all acquaintances, let's get to the point. I heard you have a floating city! "
Roland nodded.
"Impressive." Phoenix wasn't stingy with her praise. "You're stronger than the Goddess of Magic back then, but I'd like to ask, what do you think of our Realm of Devils?"
Roland thought for a moment and said, "The enemy of mankind, that's my opinion."
Phoenix sighed. "There's actually no need to be so hostile to the devils. I think humans and devils can coexist peacefully."
"I think it's difficult." Roland shook his head.
"Why?" Phoenix was quite puzzled. "You've already helped the succubi gain a foothold in human society, why can't you help the other devils?"
"Do they need my help?" Roland asked.
"Yes," Phoenix explained. "We devils are also living beings and should have the right to live."
Roland frowned as he looked at Phoenix, who had a saintly expression on her face, and asked puzzledly, "So, Your Holiness Phoenix, you mean for me to convince the human world to accept the devils?"
"That's the idea." Phoenix nodded. "You now have a floating city and the title of Great Sage, your words already carry a lot of weight."
Roland took a deep breath. "But what good is this for humans? Succubi can solve the fertility problem in the human world, and their main food is the essence of men. Essentially, they can be harmless parasites in the human world and can even help the human community defend against enemies! But what can the other devils do to humans? Burn, kill, and pillage, and occupy human living space? "
Phoenix waved her hand. "We don't need to occupy your living space, we just need a piece of land … an uninhabited land for us devils to live on."
The main plane was large, with deep mountains and forests everywhere.
It wasn't hard to accommodate all the creatures in the Realm of Devils and feed them.
It could even be said that it was more than enough.
But things couldn't be looked at only in front of them.
Roland was well aware that the devils had a strong ability to survive! How strong were they?
Even a place as barren as the Realm of Devils could raise an exaggerated number of people.
If they were in the human world, even deep in the mountains and forests would be a fertile land for them.
Then these devils would give birth at full speed!
In less than a hundred years, the population would be estimated to multiply by a dozen times.
At that time, their living space would expand dramatically and then crowd into the human living area.
Then, in order to survive, the two sides would have to fight for limited resources, and conflict was bound to arise.
And with the devils' terrifying fertility rate, as well as their strong vitality and combat power, it was impossible for humans to beat the devils in equal numbers.
There was no chance of winning.
When the devils invaded, the humans didn't rely on a great numerical advantage to barely stabilize the frontal battlefield, then conduct a tactical retreat, lengthen the battle line, and finally rely on the Heroes and Saviors to defeat the devil king, achieving victory after victory with difficulty.
Such a thing happened once every two or three hundred years.
The devils had nothing better to do, so every once in a while, they would invade the human world?
In fact, it was to reduce their own population to avoid an internal population explosion in the Realm of Devils. At the same time, they had the idea that if they won, they could expand their territory.
It was killing two birds with one stone.
Roland was quite well-read, and he was well aware of the significance and horror of a population war.
Therefore, he felt rather uncomfortable with Phoenix's suggestion.
Looking at Roland's impatient and even a little disdainful look, Phoenix wasn't too happy, but she still said slowly, "I can guarantee that we devils will never enter your human living area."
Roland still shook his head.
There was no such thing as a true promise between nations and races.
Right now, the devils were relatively weak, so they could be confident that they would keep their promises.
But once the devils had enough time and enough resources to recuperate on the main plane, when they were much stronger than humans … who could guarantee what they would do!
In the same race, they would fight to the death for living space, let alone two completely different races.
Phoenix sighed and stood up. "What a pity. I thought you were different from ordinary humans, had a broader vision, and understood the hardships of us, the Realm of Devils."
Roland grinned. "Hardships?"
"Isn't it?" Phoenix let out a long sigh. "A world that barely produces any food, that relies on sand maggots to eat soil, and then other demons to eat sand maggots, a world filled with magma and poisonous gas, a world where the vast majority of demon descendants can't live to adulthood, isn't it bitter?"
Roland's smile became even more sarcastic.
He was already looking down on the devils.
The cause was that more than a month ago, several players who had been doing logistics for the Realm of Devils expeditionary army were so tired of returning to the main plane to pull vegetables every day, wasting a lot of magic materials for teleportation, and wasting a lot of money, so they started growing vegetables in the Realm of Devils themselves.
As a result … the Realm of Devils, which was known to not grow green vegetables, was forcibly reclaimed by them into a large piece of fertile land.
The lush green vegetables were plump and beautiful. Just looking at them made people extremely happy.
And the devils, who had lived on that land for thousands and tens of thousands of years, hadn't even tried to grow anything there.
Who could be blamed?
Not to mention that there were no seeds … They had invaded the human world at least one or two hundred times.
They had never thought of bringing back seeds from the human world.
They had never thought of growing vegetables in the Realm of Devils.
They had never thought of producing.
They just lived day by day, robbing and killing when they didn't have food to eat!
Devils?
They were more like barbarians.
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