Mages Are Too OP

The queen was actually kidnapped?

The caster?

Hmm... Roland made up a lot of ** plots in an instant. No wonder he was so cranky, guessing according to normal reason, the queen is also a beautiful type.

Princess Roland met yesterday, and she is indeed very beautiful, so it should be a matter of course that the queen is beautiful.

And a spell caster took the queen away, not killing it, but kidnapping it. Isn't that the queen who has the value of being captured.

Beauty is also one of those values.

Therefore, Roland's random thinking is very reasonable and normal, and it conforms to the normal logical thinking of a middle-aged man.

The soldier on the opposite side saw Roland's appearance and chuckled: "You seem surprised?"

Roland asked back, "Aren't you surprised?"

"I'm not really surprised." The soldier shook his head helplessly: "After all, this is the third queen of the king."

Oh?

Roland was even more surprised: "Have three queens been kidnapped?"

The Holevin royal family is too bad. Three queens have been kidnapped, and they have been kidnapped from the heavily guarded palace again and again.

There was a smile on the soldier's pretty face: "Who told you that three queens were kidnapped! One of the first two queens died of an assassination by an enemy country, and the other died of an accident. It is unlikely that the third queen will end up. Great."

"It seems that the profession of Queen Hollevin is quite dangerous." Roland couldn't help but complain.

The pretty soldier nodded: "Indeed, I heard that every king will change queens two or three times, either by assassination or by accident. It is said to be some kind of special curse, I don't know if it's true or not."

"Every king?" Roland smacked his tongue.

The pretty soldier nodded.

Roland suddenly thought of a question: "Which queen is Princess Evel's mother?"

"You know Eve?" The pretty soldier was a little surprised.

"just asking."

Roland didn't say that he was chatting and laughing with Princess Evel yesterday, because he was suspected of bragging when he told them to strangers.

The pretty soldier looked Roland up and down again with his big eyes, and smiled: "Princess Evel is the daughter of the current king's first queen."

Oh... Roland nodded.

Pedestrians around came in and out of the city gate. Many people looked at Roland and this pretty soldier, and then slowly left.

The pretty soldier turned his head to the side and gestured, "It's estimated that it will take a while for Little Bud to come over, why don't you sit in our rest room?"

Roland thought for a while, and replied, "Okay, trouble you."

Standing on the side of the road and being stared at by the two of them is always uncomfortable.

The pretty soldier said, "You are too polite."

Then he took Roland to the aisle of the city gate, walked aside, and pushed open a secret door.

There is a small room inside, not big, about fifteen square meters, with two single beds, and three soldiers blowing cowhide around the round table in the middle.

When they saw the pretty soldier coming in, they stood up immediately and shouted in unison, "Guardian of Antis City!"

The pretty soldier nodded to them, and then said gently: "Go out, I'm going to requisition this place to entertain the sorcerer. If you see little Bud coming outside, invite him here too. "

Several soldiers scrambled out of the house.

"They seem to be afraid of you!" Roland found a chair and sat down: "So your name is Antis!"

Antis kept staring at Roland's face. Seeing that he didn't seem to respond, he sat down and said with a smile, "You don't seem to know what my surname represents!"

Roland shrugged: "No way, I'm ignorant."

Antis smiled, with a sweet smile like a young woman: "You should be the son of gold."

Roland nodded, and then asked back, "Can you tell?"

"I've seen several golden sons." Antis said slowly: "Although the personalities and styles are not the same, the temperament in the bones is the same."

Speaking of the son of gold, Antis' expression was a little depressed: "I have something to ask you about the son of gold."

Roland made a 'please' gesture.

Then Antis spoke slowly.

About two months ago, several golden sons came to Wangcheng, and they were immortal.

This is a strange thing. Almost all nobles are interested. The nobles who invite them as guests come one after another. After drinking and drinking to the point where everyone nodded, some people maliciously expressed that they wanted to see how the Son of Gold would not die. Immortality.

The Sons of Gold didn't seem to feel malicious, nor did they shirk. They just said that every time they died, they would lose experience points of some kind of shit. If they could give three gold coins for one performance, they would do it.

There are only three gold coins per person, and the host will give them out on the spot, all as a reward for the joy of playing monkeys.

The sons of gold who got the gold coins were indeed very honest. Without saying a word, they stripped off their clothes and stabbed their swords straight into their hearts. The blood soared to a height of 30 feet. They died on the spot. again and again.

The faces of the male aristocrats are also not very good-looking. These bitches who have never been on the battlefield and will only play tricks behind their backs, they have seen such a bloody scene before.

Then the Son of Gold ran over from the Temple of Life again naked.

After they come back, they can 'retrieve' their own bodies, which is very miraculous.

This matter caused a sensation in the royal city, and the nobles who invited them to perform came from family to family.

As a result, in just over two months, these sons of gold committed suicide by performing alone, and each earned more than 100 gold coins.

The speed of making money has made many small and medium-sized aristocratic families ashamed.

Then one day, the Antis family also invited them.

As a result, when the golden sons saw him, they shouted 'long live the women's clothing boss', 'the boy is so cute', 'I'm so excited' and so on. There were a lot of people attending the banquet, many The male noble was expressionless due to his status, but his eyes were full of smiles. And the ladies all covered their mouths with feather fans and laughed lightly.

Antis was so angry that he pulled his sword on the spot and chopped off all these golden sons.

These golden sons did not resist at all, and the moment they were chopped off, they even had a perverted expression of "I am complete in this life", which was simply incomprehensible.

The resurrected Golden Son didn't even want his own body. He cheered and ran away from the royal city. The city gate army was dumbfounded and watched them scream out of the city gate. .

Now that Antis thinks about it, there shouldn't be any malice in the gang of golden sons. There is only excitement and happiness in their eyes, and there are no other hazy negative emotions.

After Roland heard it, he had to stroke his forehead. These sand sculpture players, although humiliating, can still make money. After making money, they still use this crooked method to run away.

"Your eyes are very similar." Antis said slowly: "Everyone seems to be looking at the expressions of moving gold coins."

Roland was taken aback: "Me too?"

"almost."

Roland was somewhat unacceptable to this evaluation. He felt that he had always treated people with sincerity, how could he have such a first impression.

He was about to refute, but the door was pushed open.

Little Bud, who was full of joy, walked in.