Mages Are Too OP

Why?

Roland wanted to ask this question, but then he remembered that these two little guys were civilians. And all magic apprentices have the identity of descendants of nobles, and they are nothing more than big nobles and small nobles.

Originally a small group of friendly people, suddenly two outsiders of different levels came in, and other magic apprentices naturally didn't like it very much.

"Did others bully them?"

Vivian shook her head: "That's not true. After all, the two of them were recruited by you, the vice president."

It was very late at this time, Roland thought for a while, but still said: "Go and call those two little guys to me, and if they fall asleep, wake them up."

Vivian looked a little surprised, but she went downstairs as she said.

Before long, she led the two little guys up.

Two little babies, a boy and a girl, looked at Roland timidly while rubbing their eyes. They were worried about whether they had done something wrong and made the vice president unhappy, so they woke them up late at night and wanted to scold them.

"You must have been having a bad time lately because other people don't like you very much."

Hearing this, the eyes of the two children were a little aggrieved, but more of a stubborn expression.

Roland chuckled: "It doesn't matter, isn't it normal for nobles to look down on commoners? Since you are here, you should study hard. You don't need to care about other people's eyes. In my presence, at least they won't bully you, nor will they There are no resources for you to study. But the most important thing is yourself. Even if you are civilians, as long as you become a formal mage in the future, who would dare to look down on you, and who would dare to talk about your identity again?"

"Your talents are not bad. As long as you work hard, you can always become a full-fledged mage."

After these words, the two little guys couldn't help themselves with excitement. They looked at Roland with admiration, their faces flushed, and their pupils lit up.

"Okay, let's go down and rest." Roland waved his hand gently.

The two little guys bowed slightly and left, jumping up and down. After they went down, their happy laughter could still be faintly heard from the stairs.

Vivian covered her mouth with her hand, yawned lightly, and then asked curiously, "Are those two little guys really talented?"

"good."

In fact, it is very general, but the advantage is that it is still young and has strong plasticity. As long as they are taught carefully, the two little babies are not lazy, and if they work hard, they will become full-fledged mage before they reach adulthood.

"Then what do you think of my talent?"

Vivian, who said this, suddenly made a very bold move, she leaned down and put her hands on Roland's desk. The neckline of the magic robe was opened by her at some point, and then fell down due to gravity.

Roland looked straight in the past, and just saw all the things he should not have seen.

After being stunned for a moment, Roland said calmly: "The talent is very good, it's rare."

Vivian stood up straight again, her expression was shy, but she raised her head slightly, looking very proud.

The moonlight slanted in from the window, shrouding Vivian just now. A little bit of flying debris was illuminated in the moonlight, like a little bit of light dust, surrounding this beautiful, proud, shy and bold girl, setting her off like an elf who appeared in the middle of the night.

Vivian's eyes were as bright as clear water, she placed something on the table lightly, and said, "You can come to me anytime."

After speaking, she turned and left. After exiting the study door, she exclaimed "Yah" softly, holding her almost-familiar face in both hands, and hurriedly ran downstairs.

On the desk, a pale yellow wooden key was left.

Roland looked at the key and fell into deep thought. Finally, he put the key into his system backpack.

Then he went to the magic laboratory and kept doing various magic experiments to calm down his agitated emotions.

The sun will soon rise and time will stop. Roland climbed out of the virtual cabin, and after routine washing, he came to the computer and opened the game forum.

Although it is said that you can also watch the forum in the game, the time in the game is too important. Dealing with the affairs of the magic tower, teaching magic apprentices, and doing magic experiments, he didn't want to waste a second.

Then during the day when there is nothing too important to do, it is naturally a good time to brush the forum.

Jett has posted the agreement they reached with the nobles on the Internet in the form of video. Now in the comprehensive thesis version, almost all the posts about the Delbon incident are discussing this incident.

A large number of players began to analyze their battles and the distribution of benefits afterwards.

Roland clicked on the post with the most 'likes'.

"The impact of the Delbon incident on the Holevin aristocracy and the way players will behave in the future"

The poster was actually the data giant 'O'Neal' that Roland knew.

The post uses detailed data and uses many classic historical cases to analyze this event from the side. Finally, two conclusions are drawn.

‘The brutality, weakness, and compromise characteristic of the aristocratic bourgeoisie are unmistakably exposed. ’

'High-end combat power plays too much role in war. ’

This post explains the Delbon incident clearly in easy-to-understand terms. The sequence of their actions and the impact on the future are all right.

Roland even felt a little scalp numb after reading it: "Is this a bit of an overinterpretation?"

But think about it, this is also the difference between why others are data experts, and they are just undergraduate graduates.

After watching the forum, Roland came to the Sword Art Museum on a bicycle.

While eating the delicious breakfast made by Xisha, I chatted with Qi Shaoqiu and his siblings.

When he was about to finish eating, Qi Shaoqiu suddenly said: "By the way, another student came to see it yesterday afternoon. I guess he will come to pay the tuition later. When he comes, you can show your good looks and help me look up. , that makes it easier for him to stay, understand?"

"Okay." Roland nodded.

Now the three of them are very familiar, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are good friends. Besides, Roland also eats delicious breakfast made by other girls every day. Cannibalism is short-sighted, you have to help if you are busy.

After breakfast, Roland wanted to wash the dishes by himself, but Xisha took away his bowls first.

Then Roland came under the shed, and as soon as he put on the protective gear, he saw a red sports car parked at the door of the Sword Art Museum.

Qi Shaoqiu patted Roland on the shoulder: "The local tyrants are here! Be more energetic."

Roland narrowed his eyes: "I think this sports car looks familiar."

Qi Shaoqiu looked at him suspiciously.

Then the wing door of the sports car opened, and a man came down.

Roland reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, motherfucker, isn't this Li Lin. Why did he run over?

And Li Lin looked around in the swordsmanship hall, and saw that Roland was also stunned, and then walked over quickly.