Mages Are Too OP

The sitting man in black robe snorted and said unhappily, "Why do we shadow guild members have to live in the shadows. It is understandable to hide in the shadows when we go out on missions, but in daily life, why do we have to live in the shadows? Sneaky. Don't you want your daughter to proudly tell others that my father was a powerful assassin?"

"We're assassins, boss. We're not good at head-to-head combat. Knowing our identity is like being caught with a weakness."

"That's because we are not united, and our power is not enough." The black-robed boss suddenly stood up and shouted angrily: "The spellcasters who are also not good at head-to-head conflict, why are they so respected, that is Because they brag about themselves. They climbed the ranks of the aristocracy and tried to make a name for themselves. Over time, they became the benchmark for all professionals. Don't you want to live in the sunshine like magicians?"

The others all showed longing looks.

The man in black robe, who was scared away by Roland just now, sighed long and said nothing.

He really wanted to live in the sun too.

Just now he was dragging the little girl on the street, the daughter of a Lao Lai who owed money to their guild.

The little girl looked at the skin and tender meat. I heard that she could read and write, and she might be able to repay her money if she sold it.

The reason why he wanted to be so strong on the street was according to the routine laid out by the guild leader. Doing so could pose a great mental threat to the surrounding civilians, making them face the power of the Shadow Guild.

If someone with an excessive sense of justice runs to get in the way, if the opponent is weak, or seems to have a chance of winning, throw the person to the opponent first, and when the opponent relaxes, go directly to the heart and attack with a short blade.

In this way, you can warn the world not to mess with their Shadow Guild.

We just want to grab people in broad daylight, we just want to hang out in the sun with dignity.

The night is ours, and the day is ours.

This is a good idea, and the president is also a very planned person.

He felt good.

This idea was implemented well at first. Although it aroused some resentment from some professional guilds, these guilds did not say anything, and they could also come out during the day to breathe, and by the way, do some big things to intimidate civilians, or other professionals, strengthen Check out the deterrent power of their Shadow Assassin Guild.

I just didn't expect that a few months ago, a group of special humans who called themselves the sons of gold suddenly appeared.

This group of people scattered in twos and threes in different cities.

It's not like they haven't seen other plane creatures. What kind of succubus, hellhound, angel of the gods, etc., are all plane creatures.

But these golden sons are different. They are very nosy, no matter what guild high-level, noble or commoner you are, as long as they don't like it, they will hate you.

Then it conflicted with some actions of the Shadow Guild.

At first these sons of gold were weak, kill is kill.

But within two or three hours of the killing, these guys fought back again, and only later did they find out that it was a special race that was immortal and immortal.

If it was just an accident, so be it.

But then, many tasks of the Shadow Guild in various places were messed up by these guys.

Although it is said that their shadow guild can come out during the day after such operations, but now they are still used to 'working' at night

As for the beasts like the Son of Gold, they don't need to sleep. They are just as energetic at night. They love to run around like shit, and if they see anything that is a little abnormal, they want to go up and take a look.

Then things got very bad, and many of the actions of the Shadow Guild, such as assassination, annihilation, were caught by them.

While intimidating civilians during the day, clashed with them again.

In the past two or three months, the two sides have fought at least a thousand times in various places.

At first they were able to press and fight the Golden Sons, but after two or three months, the Golden Sons got used to fighting and started to rub against them.

This black-robed man had also participated in several battles with the Son of Gold. Although he was not killed, he had already suffered a heart attack.

He already knew the character and temperament of the Son of Gold very well.

I thought that there would be no golden sons here in Wangcheng, but I didn't expect that I met one.

The ethnic temperament of the Son of Gold is very unique and arrogant. But it is different from the ruthless arrogance of the nobles, but with the arrogance of someone who has come here, "I know more words than you, and I have eaten more salt than you."

Very annoying.

Restraining his resentment, the black-robed man thought for a while and said, "Boss, I have an idea. Since the Son of Gold is so powerful, why don't we want to recruit a few people in."

The guild boss's eyes lit up: "Yes, your kid can think. As long as there is the Son of Gold as a bridge, we can know what the monsters are thinking. In the future, we can also find a way to avoid them. It is even possible Drive them to kill each other."

Everyone in the room laughed.

In the Temple of Life, after Roland sat down, he found out that there was a task prompt.

When I opened it, it was kind of funny.

Complete the side quest: 'Save the bullied little girl' and get 64 character experience points.

Complete the side quest: 'Find a way to save the little girl' and get 142 character experience points.

Just now he was only concerned with saving the little girl, he didn't even notice that he had received it, and the task was completed.

This is also considered a good reward for good people.

Roland smiled.

At this moment, the little girl on the altar woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, after being confused for a while, she immediately jumped up in fright, turned over and got off the sacrificial altar, then leaned her back against the sacrificial altar, sat down and huddled in a ball, kept looking left and right, extremely frightened look.

Roland stood up, walked to her and squatted down.

The little girl was even more frightened when she saw Roland, holding her head in her hands, trembling all over, not daring to look at anyone.

"It's okay. You're safe." Roland comforted gently: "Where is your home, I'll take you home."

Some children have a peculiar intuition, listening to someone speaks to know whether the other person is a good person or a bad person.

This little girl may have a similar intuition. After hearing Roland's voice, she raised her head timidly and said, "Mi Jie'er lives in East Street... Big brother, can you take me back to find Dad?"

"Of course." Roland smiled.

Then the system sends a message.

Accept the side quest: 'Escort the little girl home'.

Sure enough, good people are rewarded... For Roland now, mission experience is a very important thing.

The experience points gained by learning magic alone have no effect on leveling up.

He likes this kind of simple and convenient task.

It would be nice if there were more people.

And half an hour later, Roland found that his wish seemed to have come true.

Just when the little girl was sent back to East Street, two missions were triggered in a row.

Received the side quest: 'Persuade the fight. ’

Side quest update: 'The Queen's Clue. ’

Um?