Mages Are Too OP

After a while, Roland came back to his senses.

He unconsciously opened some other countries' web pages and found that no matter what the language of the country, he could understand it.

It wasn't until he saw the pictograph of a so-called ancient civilization that he realized that it was a mess of garbled characters, and he couldn't understand it at all.

The recovered Roland leaned back on the chair. He decided not to expose the fact that he could translate real words because he was proficient in words. He could imagine that once others found out, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

Now he is the only one who is proficient in writing for the time being, and he can procrastinate as long as he can.

But he suddenly frowned again, because there was an immediate reply.

‘Can Roland translate the text and pictures on the forum in the game? Doesn't this mean that Roland is proficient in writing and can translate all languages ​​on the forum? ’

'Wow, blind student, you found Huadian again. ’

'This reasoning is very logical, @Roland, come out and say something, or try it on the Internet in other countries. ’

Holy crap... Roland felt a pain in his head. These sand sculpture netizens, when they should be smart, behave like idiots, and when they should be idiots, they are abnormally ghostly.

He sighed softly, closed the web page, and returned his attention to the game world.

Vivienne brought the two children up, and seeing him like this, she asked, "Vice President, what's wrong with you?"

"It's not an embarrassment, just some personal matters."

Oh! Vivienne didn't bother to inquire. She pushed the two children forward two steps and said, "These two children, one is named Kendis and the other is named Nancy. They are both illiterate."

Roland was stunned for a moment. He looked at the two skinny children. He originally thought they were two little boys, but he didn't expect that one of them was actually a girl.

"Then you teach them to read first. As a spell caster, it's not enough if you don't know how to read." Roland thought for a while and continued: "According to the rules, there is a fee for teaching people to write, and you will receive a subsidy of two gold coins later. Bar."

"Okay." Vivian narrowed her eyes and smiled, two gold coins were already a lot of money for her.

"Then I'll take them down first." Vivian asked, "Does the vice president have anything else to do? Or is there anything you want to eat?"

"Not yet."

Vivian smiled lightly and left with the two children.

Then he looked at the sky outside and set off for John's house.

Hawke, Link, and Jeter were already waiting at the door.

"Sorry, I seem to be late." Roland walked by and said hello.

The other three shook their heads, and Hawk said, "It's okay, we've only been here for a few minutes."

The three people on the opposite side all wore the normal clothes of ordinary people in this world, but because their temperament was completely different from that of the local people, it seemed a bit inconsistent, but the extremely high temperament of the three people completely made up for this problem.

People who have read books for more than ten years and still have a player mentality, even if they have no money or power now, they will carry a faint arrogance.

What's more, these four are still the elite among the players.

The four were led into the castle by guards.

In a place like a castle, the more important thing is the military defense function, so there are stones, stones, stones everywhere, and there is nothing worth seeing.

The butler appeared, greeted the four of them first, and then led them into the main hall on the first floor.

The long table is full of food and wine.

John sat in the first place, saw the four of them, got up and said, "It's really not easy to invite the four of you here."

John asked one by one before, but none of them came.

Later, he suddenly realized that the golden sons had their own ideas and seemed to see through his scheming, so he simply invited all four at once.

As a result, all four of them came.

Unity enough.

If we nobles can be so united... John shook his head slightly, this is impossible.

The four found their seats and sat down. Roland said, "Everyone had something to do before, so they couldn't accept your invitation from Your Excellency John."

The other three nodded again and again, and before they came, they had agreed, and it was mainly Roland who came forward to deal with this noble young master.

After all, John was educated by the elite of the nobles, and he knew that one of his plans had been abandoned when he saw this posture. He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said with a smile, "Everyone, let's eat and drink. Since it's a banquet, you have to eat and drink to be happy."

None of the four moved.

Roland said: "Your Excellency John, most of our golden sons are relatively straightforward people. If you invite us here, you can say anything directly. If we can accept it, we will discuss it carefully, and if we can't accept it, we will break up with one another. , otherwise we wouldn't be in the mood to eat anything."

John felt a headache. He made food and wine just to win over feelings, and many people were drunk, and they were more "unrestrained" in speaking and doing things. At that time, it was easier to raise conditions or set news. This is also a common routine among nobles.

Unexpectedly, these golden sons do not eat this set at all.

Seeing the eyes of the four people swept over, John felt a little pressured. He was silent for a while, and said, "In that case, I will tell the truth. This time, I invited the four to come here mainly for two purposes."

The four looked at him silently.

"The new wharf of Lord Hawke and Link, our John's house, can we join in."

Sure enough... Hawk and Link looked at each other.

Roland said: "No need. In this territory, all organizations and forces that conduct business activities must pay taxes to your family. It's enough to charge them a little more tax."

Hawke and Link wanted to build a new marina, they planned to build a fishing team themselves, and then rent out the excess docks for others to use.

Delbon is a big city, and there are many people who take the water route. As long as things are successful, they can receive a lot of money every month.

And... This kind of pier for transportation is also an excellent place for intelligence gathering. Hawke naturally wants to fully control such an important place by his Silver Wings Guild.

If the people from the City Lord's Mansion are allowed to stretch their legs in, they will definitely have to shy away from doing things, which is extremely inconvenient and boring.

So what Roland said, pay more tax, he thinks there is no problem.

John glanced at Roland, and then at Hawke: "So Lord Roland is also one of the chiefs of the dock?"

This is suspicious of alienation.

And obviously, how could Hawke be fooled? He smiled and said, "I'm relatively stupid, and I don't know much about business negotiation, so this kind of thing is usually left to professionals to handle."

The other three laughed lightly.

John's mood became more and more depressed. These golden sons are more cunning than each other, and they are not at all tricky.

And there seems to be no way to force them with tough means.

Two golden sons can already destroy a family, and now there are two more spellcasters, John dare not show his face with the four people in front.

It was disgusting, John had never felt so suffocated.