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Chapter 775

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When the two women talked, their expressions were quite different.

Mystra, the Goddess of Magic, looked happy and expectant, and Andonara looked like she was going to shock me for a hundred years.

It was even more exaggerated than when she saw the bugs earlier.

The two women talked and whispered, and Roland didn't bother to pay attention to them.

It was fine as long as they didn't fight.

He waited for a while, and soon the two women finished talking. Then Andonara came over, still looking dizzy.

"What's wrong?" Roland was a little worried to see that she was distracted.

Did Mystra say something that she couldn't accept?

Andonara shook her head and said with a bitter smile, "Nothing, it's just that Mystra told me something very strange."

"Something between you women?" asked Roland.

Andonara nodded. She thought for a moment and said, "Yes, it's a little troublesome. I can't think it through right now."

"Is it very troublesome? Do you need me to analyze it for you? "asked Roland.

Andonara shook her head again. "There's really no need. It's just a trivial matter between women."

Fine.

Roland didn't care about it anymore. Andonara was strong and not weak. Besides, Mystra wasn't an evil goddess, so even if there was a little conflict, it shouldn't be a big problem.

At this moment, Mystra came over and said, "There's still some time before your floating city finishes its evolution. How about we have some wine and talk?"

Of course.

Then, the three of them sat at the golden table, drinking pink fruit wine and chatting.

However, it was mostly Roland and Mystra who were talking. They had different understandings of magic and were communicating with each other.

Andonara, on the other hand, was listening. She didn't know magic, and although she would smile and echo them now and then, most of the time, she was absent-minded.

In the paradise, because of Mystra's enhancement, none of them felt tired.

After talking for more than ten hours about fruit wine, Roland felt a little tired, and Mystra seemed to want more.

"Your floating city has finished swallowing the divine energy." Mystra stood up and waved her hand, and the three of them appeared in the floating city again. She looked at Andonara and said, "Think about it. It's a win-win."

Andonara pursed her lips and said nothing.

After he boarded the floating city, Roland immediately connected to it, only to discover that the chassis of the floating city, namely the Magic Grid Core, had changed color.

From pale blue to bright white.

The capacity of his magic power had increased to 42176, which was about 30% higher than before.

This was a very exaggerated number.

The compression rate of the Magic Power Brick had already reached its limit, but after devouring the divine energy of the Divine Spark Shard, the upper limit was directly unlocked.

Higher mana capacity brought stronger performance, and at the same time, a stronger mana absorption ability.

If the floating city had been absorbing a magic power layer of about a hundred meters before, then it was now a magic power layer of about 110 meters, and the magic power in the middle of the floating city was purer than before.

Devouring Divinity Energy once could increase his strength by 30%. What if he devoured a few more times?

Roland was excited.

However, he quickly suppressed his excitement and said, "Then we'll go back first."

"Come again when you have the chance." Mystra smiled happily. "You know the coordinates of my paradise anyway."

Roland nodded.

Although Mystra lost the ability to create after she became a goddess, more and more Mages believed in her now, and a lot of knowledge entered her soul with the power of faith.

Compared with two years ago, her knowledge had been greatly expanded.

After all, Mages were known for their erudition.

Seeing that Roland agreed, Mystra seemed even happier. She waved her hand, and a hole appeared behind the floating city.

Then, she smiled at Roland, like a blooming summer flower, and slowly disappeared.

The floating city left the Divine Realm and saw the giant purple-red sphere again.

He also saw the planetary ring formed by a lot of Void Insect Stars.

Roland waited for a moment and reestablished the connection with his many spatial coordinates. Then, he activated the large array of the floating city and teleported this enormous artificial object to the border between the Astral Plane and the main plane.

Then, he slowly landed back on the main plane.

Roland wasn't in a hurry to hunt the Evil Gods with the neutral Divine Spark Shards. Instead, he returned to Delpon and began to condense a virtual Divine Spark.

Without it, Andonara couldn't enter the space of Mystra's Mansion.

And it took time, so Roland took the time to go to the capital of Urganda.

As a desert kingdom, the Sand Natives were recognized by all humans as a fighting race among themselves.

It had been less than half an hour since he entered the capital of the desert, but Roland had already seen a dozen bloody incidents.

It was either internal strife among the Sand Natives or fighting outsiders.

Broken hands and feet could be seen everywhere.

And nobody cared about them. There were a lot of onlookers, as if they were following certain established rules.

Probably because of the Mage robe that Roland was wearing, nobody dared to come to Roland for trouble.

Until Roland went to the Association of Mages in this capital to ask about Aldo's family.

Based on the principle that the more you lack something, the more you need it … The Association of Mages in the capital of the desert was the most upstart and largest Association of Mages that Roland had ever seen.

Even the Association of Mages in the capital of Fareins, the most powerful country, wasn't as large as it.

Of course, if you asked the Mages in the world which country had the largest Association of Mages, everyone would say Fareins', not the desert kingdom of Urganda.

That was the difference between the rich and the poor.

The ground of this Association of Mages was made of the powder of meteorites and special materials. It looked like a black mirror.

Then, at the center, four magic gems of different colors and almost the same size formed a quadrangle.

More importantly, the gems also glowed … The light source on the first floor came from those magic gems.

Even though Roland had a lot of money now, his lips couldn't help but twitch when he saw this scene, and he secretly cursed the rich.

Then, he walked to the counter. The tanned waitress looked at Roland nervously.

As a Mage, the waitress knew very well that the lighter the skin, the more powerful they were.

Besides, the magic robe that Roland was wearing didn't look simple at all.

"Mr. Mage, how can I help you?"

Roland asked with a smile. "There was a foreign Mage named Aldo here earlier …"

Jingle! Jingle! Jingle!

Roland looked at the waitress in surprise, watching her shake the bell on the table anxiously and anxiously.

Before Roland figured out what was going on, a bunch of people rushed down from above.

All of them were wearing magic robes. Most of them were locals with tanned skin. Among them were two light-skinned female Mages.

This group of people quickly surrounded Roland.

The waitress, on the other hand, was so scared that she hid under the table.

Roland circled around and asked, "What are you trying to do?"

"Are you Aldo's accomplice, sir?" A middle-aged Mage stood out and asked, "Please forgive our rudeness, but can you stay out of this?"

Roland was already a Legend. As a Mage of this level, it was natural for him to conceal his magic waves. Otherwise, the ordinary people living around him wouldn't be able to bear the leakage of his magic power.

It was easy for them to get drunk, and in serious cases, they might be drunk to death.

It wasn't because Roland wanted to pretend to be weak.

To quote a certain capitalist named Ma, keeping a low profile is the greatest kindness a Legendary Mage can show to the world.

He gave people the feeling that he was no different from an Elite Mage.

But for a desert kingdom, an Elite Mage was already very strong.

So these people surrounded him and didn't attack because they were worried that Roland would attack.

"I don't want to get involved in Aldo's affairs, nor do I want to avenge him," Roland said lightly. "But his family and descendants, if there are any alive, I want to take care of them. Now that you've heard this news, don't even think about eliminating them. From now on, if Aldo's family is harmed, I have a hundred ways to raze the entire Association of Mages to the ground. "

"Who do you think you are? A mere Elite Mage dares to say such big words, even if you're from Fareins …"

Roland interrupted him. "I'm Roland. If you're Mages, you should've heard of me."

It wasn't that Roland was bragging … His reputation and fame in the world of Mages were really beyond the imagination of outsiders of other professions.

Not to mention some newly invented unique spells, just the large number of improved spells that were offered to the Goddess of Magic was enough to make Roland the most famous person in the entire world of Mages.

Not to mention that he had a floating city now.

That was a floating city, the dream of all Mages.

Hearing Roland's words, these people took several steps back in fright, all looking panicked.

The middle-aged Mage said in a hoarse voice, "How could a big shot like Roland come here, how could he and Aldo …"

Roland didn't want to talk to him anymore and simply released half of his mental pressure.

This group of people was so scared that their legs turned to jelly on the spot.

At this moment, Roland's strength seemed to be only that of a Master … but here, a Master Mage was almost invincible.

After all, this was a magic desert.

This group of people immediately chickened out, and the middle-aged Mage immediately changed his attitude and invited Roland upstairs as a guest. Then someone ran out and tipped off.

Roland naturally knew that the other party was tipping off, but he didn't stop them.

It was good that he tipped off, so that the people behind him would stand up on their own, and he wouldn't have to go through the trouble of investigating.

Fine fruit wine was served, and fine snake-waisted beauties were on the side.

The belly dance of the desert beauties was really interesting, and Roland watched with relish.

About half an hour later, the door opened, and an old Mage, leading a pair of uneasy mother and daughter, walked in.

The mother and daughter were both light-skinned outsiders.

Roland stood up when he saw the woman.

She was indeed one of Aldo's many wives and concubines, the first maid who was pregnant with his child.

When Aldo was still in Delpon, Roland often went to his manor to drink and chat, and he had seen this woman many times.

She had been dressed very beautifully.

A little girl about five years old, clung to her mother like a frightened kitten.

The woman was scared at first, but the moment she saw Roland, her expression was at first extremely surprised, and then it blossomed with an astonishing brilliance, full of hope and expectation.

Her body was trembling slightly, but she was smart enough not to yell, and instead bit her lower lip tightly with her upper teeth to prevent herself, who was too excited, from making any sound.

Roland's character was well-known in Delpon.

She believed that now that Roland was here, she and her daughter should be saved.

When the old mage who led the woman in saw the expressions of the two, his face instantly turned ashen.

He took the initiative to come up, lowered his head in front of Roland, and said in a low voice, "Honorable Mr. Roland, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"You're the chairman here?" Roland stood up and said slowly, "It's a pleasure to meet you too."

"You must be here to avenge Aldo," the old Mage said with a bitter smile. The old mage smiled bitterly. "I can die, and so can my many sons and daughters-in-law, but please spare my eldest grandson, for the sake of me sparing Aldo's wife and eldest daughter."

"Is this the tacit understanding between nobles? Sparing each other's bloodlines? " Roland asked curiously. "You seem to know me, but even so, you still dared to kill so many of Aldo's wives and children?"

The old Mage shook his head. "No, we didn't know that you were behind Aldo at first. Before he died, he begged us to spare him a daughter or a son for your sake. We didn't believe it at the time, but in the grace and kindness of nobles, we let his wife and eldest daughter live. He even gave the mother and daughter a house to live in. Later, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong. He was about to die, and there was no need to lie, so I sent someone to investigate Aldo's past, and it turned out that they really found you.

"To be honest, I'm not interested in what happened between you. I was just instructed by Aldo to find his wife and daughter and take them away. "

In the divine realm, Aldo was relieved about this matter, and the only thing he worried about was his descendants.

Hearing this, the old Mage was overjoyed. "Mr. Roland, what do you mean?"

"Give them appropriate compensation, and I can pretend that nothing happened." Roland sat back in his chair. "What do you think of this proposal?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency." The old Mage was so excited that he almost knelt down. "Can you please wait for half a day?"

"No problem."

The old Mage withdrew, leaving the mother and daughter behind.

The door closed, and the woman began to cry. She hugged her daughter, crying aggrievedly, but also relieved.

"It's been a long time, Casulefin," Roland said slowly. "I had no idea that Aldo and you would encounter something like this, and it's only now that you're here. You must have had a hard time."

Casulefin shook her head vigorously and said in a choked voice, "It's none of your business, Your Excellency. I told him long ago not to fight too much, not to fight too much, but he didn't believe me."

Roland let out a long sigh.

To fight or not to fight was a matter of personal opinion.

If you didn't fight, some people would think you were soft, and if you fought, they would think you were too ambitious.

Roland picked up Aldo's eldest daughter and prepared to pick up the illegitimate child in the countryside.

And on Andonara's side, there was also some special progress.

At this moment, she stood in front of the mirror, looked at her body, swayed from side to side, and said with a smile, "Not bad, not bad, it feels good, our soul fluctuations match. Oh, these eyes have turned pink, I have to change it, or Roland will know what happened at a glance. By the way … Share the memory of Roland and you in bed, I have to act more like it. "

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