Mages Are Too OP

It was noon now, and the blazing sun seemed to scorch everything, and the scenery at a distance from the road became slightly distorted due to the dancing of the heat wave in the air.

Roland followed the path and returned to the halfway up the mountain. The door of the church was open. He walked in and saw Falcon treating a fat old lady. A white beam of light enveloped the woman. After a while, the woman let out a long laugh. , walked away shaking dozens of pounds of fat, very heroic.

After he was done, Falcon saw Roland and didn't say anything, he just threw a proficient language first. Then he asked, "How much mining money did you make?"

"Twenty-eight copper coins." Roland took a coin out of his clothes: "By the way, it should be a copper coin."

Falcon walked over with his hands behind his back, and smiled at the same time: "I earn more than I thought. I thought you could earn ten copper coins at first. It's not bad. Twenty-eight copper coins are enough for you. Food for a few days."

Roland snorted: "I'm lucky, there's no place to eat in the town, I'm a little hungry."

"Go down the mountain, turn right, and walk straight along the path. After passing a pier, you can see a tavern on the right hand side. The food in it is good, and the quantity is cheap. Of course, the taste is only average, not good. I know if it suits your taste."

"It's good to have something to eat." Roland shrugged, thanked Falken, and left the church.

Following Falcon's instructions, Roland found the tavern under the scorching sun.

There are four hieroglyphs engraved on the door plate of the tavern. Knowing the language can only allow people to chat with each other. It acts on the spiritual communication between the two parties, and does not allow the caster or the caster to understand writing and writing.

The tavern covers a small area, it is estimated that it is only a hundred square meters, and it should be less than two hundred square meters. The door is a low wooden door that can be seen from the outside.

Several old but clean round tables were surrounded by a few round stools. The fragrance of bread and the slightly sour smell of wine came out. Roland also saw that there were several men surrounding a table, while using The big gray wooden cup was drinking wine, making a loud noise as if no one else was around, as if he was drunk.

Roland pushed open the door and went in. The waitress who had been standing at the counter immediately turned her head and shouted with bright eyes, "This gentleman, welcome to the 'Huguang Tavern', what do you need?"

It turns out that the four words at the entrance of the tavern mean 'Huguang Tavern'.

Under the surprised gaze of the waitress, Roland withdrew to the entrance of the tavern, used the camera function of the system to take pictures of the four pictographs, and then noted the Chinese meanings of the four pictographs on the back.

Although 'Language Proficient' can't make people understand words immediately, as long as they use it from a different angle, it can make people learn words quickly, and there seems to be no language restrictions, which is a good spell.

Roland, who found another trick, was a little happy, but when he entered the tavern, he saw the waitress looking at him with a strange look. When he thought about it, he knew that it was his strange behavior that caused the other party's surprise.

"Do you have anything cheap and delicious?" Roland sat on the chair in front of the counter and asked with a smile, "Don't recommend anything too expensive, I don't have much money."

Although the waitress is not pretty, she is young and lovely. There are some freckles on both sides of her nose, her eyes are aqua blue, her eyes are large, and her smile is very sweet, which will make people feel very comfortable.

"Then I recommend honey bread." The waitress was also wearing sackcloth, but the style looked newer and cleaner: "I know you, the hero who saved three children, but unfortunately I am not the owner of the tavern, otherwise I will definitely Will sell you honey bread at half price."

"Then let's have some honey bread first."

"Okay, please wait." The waitress turned back to the kitchen, and soon came out with a plate on which was a long piece of bread, which was covered with wax-gold honey: "This is what you ordered. Bread and two copper coins."

The honey loaf looked quite big, and as long as two copper coins were needed, it was indeed considered a conscientious price, at least Roland thought so. He took out two copper coins, handed them over, and found the waitress looking at his hand with a strange look.

Taking a look back, Roland realized that there were five or six large blood blisters on each of his hands, which were very conspicuous. He pressed it and found that it was not painful, just a little frightened, knowing that this was because the pain was only one-tenth of the reason.

This is the sequelae of mining, but if it doesn't hurt, it doesn't matter, just continue digging tomorrow morning and continue to save money.

Taking the bread, Roland tasted it, and then his expression was very subtle. The honey was the best, and the noodles were also the best, but the honey bread didn't taste very well. It was very hard and solid, and some even said no. came out with a taste.

No wonder Falcon would say that the food in this tavern was not to his taste.

Seeing that Roland's expression was very subtle, the waitress wondered what was going on. She smiled and said, "It's not to your taste? But the bread we have here is already the best in town, it's just not to your taste."

"What a big man, he's just a kid."

One of the men sitting over there drinking turned around and shouted with a flushed face: "Apart from being thin and tender, there is no other advantage. To save the three little guys is nothing more than that. It's just luck, if it's me, I can do it, why are you touting this kid so much."

Roland knew that he should be famous in the town, but he didn't know that he was actually famous. Children are the future of a family, the future of the town, and the future of the country. No matter where you are, descendants will always be the most important thing.

Saving a child's life is often more grateful than saving an adult's life.

Of course, no matter how heroic or outstanding a character is, some people will naturally dislike it. Many times, there is only one reason for this feeling.

envy.

Roland looked at the three drunks and found that they were talking about middle-aged people, and there was nothing else worth mentioning. Their bodies looked like ordinary people, and their appearance and temperament were not outstanding.

Could it be that some kind of mission was triggered? He thought about it, and then he had the idea of ​​experimenting. He said with a provocative smile: "Don't talk nonsense, why don't we go out to practice?"

Several big men smashed the wooden cups in their hands on the ground, the pale yellow ale splashed all over, the waitress screamed, they overturned the table, and walked towards Roland aggressively.