Mages Are Too OP

The look of the person who came was quite arrogant.

This reminded Roland of the first time he saw Bud. At that time, Bud also had such an expression, looking down on people, holding an air, and even a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

It's just that something happened later, and Bud's attitude gradually improved, and the two barely became friends.

So seeing this person, Roland felt very immediate. It was as if he was back a few months ago.

"Felwood, what are you doing in my manor?" Bud's expression was very unhappy, even a little disgusting.

The man stepped forward slowly, stood in front of Bud, and said sarcastically, "As your older brother, isn't it normal to take care of my younger brother who is about to be kicked out of the house?"

Hearing this, Roland was slightly surprised.

Bud glanced at Roland with a guilty conscience, and then said, "No need to be kind, Felwood, you should be the happiest person in this matter."

Hahaha!

Felwood laughed a few times, and then looked at Roland. He looked Roland up and down for a while, and then asked with an inexplicable expression, "Son of gold?"

His expression seemed a little despised, but also a little dreadful.

So it became a feeling of not smiling.

At first, Roland didn't understand why this person showed such an expression, but then he suddenly figured it out. Most of it is related to the sand sculpture players mentioned by Antis.

For the sake of money, he stabbed himself hard, died and was born again, was born and died again, ran around naked and naked, and it was indecent. It really gave people a feeling that they could give up their morals for money. But its immortality and immortality also made everyone feel quite tricky, even quite envious.

Moreover, Roland's dress is different from the previous players. Those are all warriors, or they are agility professions.

Roland is a mage.

Even alien spellcasters are respected.

For example, no matter how annoying orcs are, an orc shaman came to the human world as a diplomat, and no one dared to look down on it casually, nor dare to say some racist remarks in front of it.

After realizing this, Roland smiled and said, "Yes."

Felwood looked at Roland for a while, and his mocking expression became much lighter: "Your Excellency the sorcerer, maybe you don't know the latest news, this friend by your side, my brother, he will be arrested soon. Out of the house. If he deceives you, you can come to my manor as a guest, not far from here, you can find out the direction by asking casually on the street."

This is openly digging a corner. Little Bud's face is black as if stained with ink, and he stares at Felwood hatefully, his fists clenched, as if he is about to hit someone... But in the end, he still No hands on.

Roland nodded: "I see."

The voice is still faint, and it seems that there is no emotion.

For a while, Felwood couldn't figure out what Roland's attitude was. After waiting for a few seconds, he finally looked at Bud, showed a smug smile, turned around in his carriage and left.

Bud didn't speak until Felwood's carriage disappeared at the end of the street.

Roland sighed softly and asked, "How many brothers do you have?"

"Two." Little Bud said, "He's the second brother."

"But there's something I'm curious about." Roland thought for a while and said, "When Antis sent someone to find you, I only said Bud. Your surname is Bud, how exactly is his person? brought you here?"

"When Antis' people came, our three brothers were all in our father's manor." Bud said, "He reported your name, so I came over."

After saying this, Roland understood: "No wonder he is so precise. As soon as we arrived at the manor, he came over. It turned out that he wanted to see who was looking for you for a long time. See if it is possible to help you. A turnaround or something."

Little Bud's face was hard to look at.

Roland said again: "You are all called Bud, and it will be difficult to distinguish in the future. Since his name is Felwood, what is your name?"

"Kaka."

"Well, an easy-to-understand name." Roland nodded.

"It doesn't have any connotation." Little Bud, that is, Kaka, looked at the sky, and said in a low tone: "This is the name my mother gave me. And my mother is just a businessman's daughter. Because of this name, I was ridiculed a lot when I was a kid."

"Does your background matter?" Roland said slowly: "Even if your name is Kaka, even if the name has no connotations, it won't change the fact that you are a great noble. What are you loving."

"You don't understand, but I don't quite understand the thoughts of your golden sons." Kaka sighed and said: "Besides you, I have also come into contact with several other golden sons. Although your personalities are different, those eyes It's almost the same, everyone sees the fat that will run away."

Hearing this, Roland chuckled: "Antis just said not long ago that we look at everyone like gold coins."

Kaka was stunned for a moment: "I didn't expect that Antis actually had such an idea... But it is. He personally cut down three golden sons, and he is smarter and more talented than me, and his blood is better. It's normal to be able to see clearly. Besides, the style of the golden sons from a while ago is truly indescribable."

Roland has been looking at Kaka Budd and found that he is indeed not as high-spirited as a few months.

There was a little more confidence in his expression.

Roland looked at the manor and asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

"oh oh."

Kaka was stunned for a moment, then led Roland to the door of the manor. The two guards opened the door and let them both in.

In the process of entering the manor, Roland found that the two guards were showing respect, but their expressions were a little stiff, as if the respect was a performance.

The two entered the manor, walked through the garden, entered a luxurious three-story building, and finally sat down in the study on the third floor.

There is a faint scent of lavender in the study.

Looking around, Roland's eyes stayed on the bookshelf for a few more seconds, and then asked: "Actually, I wanted to ask when I was outside just now. You are going to be kicked out of the house, what's going on?"

Originally, Kaka Bud's expression had improved a lot, but when he heard this question, he immediately became depressed again.

He closed himself for a while before saying, "Father wants me to be the mayor of a town next to Sicily. That place is one of our family's territories."

"This is inherited territory, so it doesn't count as being kicked out of the house." Roland asked rhetorically.

"The population there is less than 50,000, the environment is harsh, and there is no output. In the past, when someone in the family made mistakes, they were all driven there and left to fend for themselves. Isn't this a disguised expulsion from the family?"

Roland snorted: "I know why you want to buy the derived spell model of the spell puppet from me, and it must be your signature."

Kaka Bud reluctantly sighed, he didn't want Roland to know about this, after all, it would make him lose the initiative to negotiate the price.

But now he is the fish and Roland is the knife, and the latter can only let the latter make an offer.

He only hoped that Roland's price would not be too exaggerated, at least he should be able to afford it.