Mages Are Too OP

Inside the Roland Manor.

The sun is just right, and the two women on the balcony are drinking afternoon tea.

The noon sun shines on Andonara's body, and the milky white skin reflects the crystal light.

She is not afraid of the sun, or almost all professionals are not afraid of the sun, and she does not tan no matter how.

Unless the professionals themselves are black.

Mei Mei took a sip of milk wine, she felt very at ease now, such a day is called life.

I used to live in the palace, and I had to be careful at all times, for fear of doing something wrong and making someone unhappy.

Even with the so-called 'relatives', you have to be careful about your words and manners at all times. Once you behave inappropriately, you will be stared at with a half-smiling smile.

She is not of noble birth, so she is very harsh.

That's all.

She is obviously a stepmother, but she can still see the possessiveness in the eyes of the eldest prince, the second prince... and so on, even the seventh prince who is just twelve years old.

Outsiders are enemies, not to be feared. The most feared enemies are among our own people.

This puts Andonara in the dilemma of whether to do it or not.

What made her feel even more chilling was that her husband, His Majesty the King, seemed to have no thoughts about her.

It's not the kind of mind that doesn't love affection, but the feeling of not caring about this person at all.

In this environment where she was clearly the queen, but was discriminated against, spied on, and indifferent and violent by "relatives", Andonara's unease became more and more serious.

Almost to the point of depression.

She endured it for a long time, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore. It happened that the magic tower came to kidnap people, so she took this opportunity to test it once.

As a result, she was very chilled, and the king had no intention to come to her at all.

Later, she returned to the royal family and was forced to identify by the king that Kaka-Bad was the murderer who kidnapped her.

The most outrageous thing is that after a few days, she was placed under house arrest in a manor outside the palace, ready to be executed the next day.

That's when her heart was cold.

Originally, she had planned that no matter who she was, as long as she came up with the 'Atonement Scroll', even if it was a great noble, any prince or duke, as long as she dared to touch her finger, she would kill him, and then kill him back to the palace and die.

No matter how big the world is, there is no place for oneself.

But I didn't expect that it was Roland who came.

A big man who clearly came to kill her, but was willing to rescue her after knowing the whole story.

Such a big man is like a towering tree, and she is a vine, destined to wrap around the tree in order to survive.

When you encounter one, you will stick to it and will not let go.

Roland was going to leave for a long time, but Andonara was not in a hurry or worried at all.

This is Roland's home, and he will be back as soon as possible.

And what she has to do is to protect everything in this family, including her opponent, Vivian.

She is still a queen now, not because she is still attached to this title, but this title seems to make Roland 'heart'.

This is very valuable to retain.

At this time, Roland was lying in the grass by the roadside and vomiting.

After vomiting the food in the stomach bag, I started to vomit stomach acid. After I vomited the stomach acid, I started to vomit gallbladder green. Finally, I vomited all the gallbladder green, and almost vomited out my kidneys.

This is of course just an illusion, but it is enough to prove how bad Roland is at this time.

He thought he was used to teleportation, so there should be no problem with teleportation.

It turned out that...the negative effects of the two are not at the same level at all.

If the teleportation technique was to sway up and down on a boat for a long time in the sixth or seventh typhoon, then the teleportation technique was thrown into the drum washing machine, and turned clockwise, counterclockwise, and then dehydrated. , spin dry.

Just a nightmare.

Anyway, now he has almost no fighting ability and can't cast any magic at all. Even a ten-year-old child with a sharp sword can stab him to death.

Fortunately, this place is relatively remote, and the most important thing is... He is wearing a magic robe, even if he is lying on the ground with a pale face, no one dares to come up to trouble him at will.

After sitting on the ground for nearly two hours, Roland was finally able to stand up.

However, he found that his legs were shaking and he couldn't walk at all. Finally, he took out a sheepskin water bag from the system backpack, drank a few sips of warm water, and rested for more than 20 minutes, and then he felt better.

After all, it is the body of a professional, and the recovery speed is naturally much faster than that of ordinary people.

If it is an ordinary person, it will not be able to slow down without two or three days.

Roland walked to the city gate again, and then met Antis again at the city gate.

The beautiful young man was a little surprised when he saw Roland's pale face, so he took the initiative to ask: "You look like you are poisoned?"

"No." Roland held the stone bricks of the city wall and waved his hands weakly.

"Is that being squeezed dry by the queen?" Antis said with a wicked smile.

Roland rolled his eyes helplessly: "That's even more impossible."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to admit it, I think so." Antis looked at Roland with admiration: "You hooked the queen away, but the royal family didn't bother you, not only did there not be a wanted order, but also the title of the queen. Keep it. Tsk tsk, how did you do it."

Roland leaned his back against the wall, thought for a while, and said, "Maybe the king has a special 'hobby'."

"How is that possible!" Antis pursed his lips with a smile, and said like a flower: "If I don't talk to you so much, it will be bad if I am unreasonably associated with the royal family. Looking at your appearance... I will help you call a carriage. "

"also."

Soon the carriage came, Roland got on it, and then asked the driver to take him to the magic tower where the bear mage was.

After reporting his name, Roland was soon invited to the study on the upper floor of the magic tower.

Tobion, the bear magician, opened the door for him this time and asked him to enter.

"You don't look very good, are you being squeezed dry by the queen?" Torbjörn's big bald head reflected the dazzling sunlight.

Roland's expression was extremely helpless: "Enough, you two, why are you all thinking about the queen."

"Otherwise I can't explain why you are a magician, and you are not poisoned, but your face is so bad." Tobion laughed twice.

"I used teleportation for the first time." Roland rested his elbows on the table, then pressed his hands to his temple and said, "Master Torbjörn, when you used teleportation for the first time, didn't you Nausea symptoms?"

Tobion's expression froze, he looked at Roland seriously, and finally said lightly: "I don't know how to teleport magic, only teleportation."

Oh?

Roland looked at each other in surprise.

"You don't have to look at me like that." Tobion said lightly: "Space magic itself is a very esoteric and difficult system to learn, only a little bit worse than prophecy magic. I can learn teleportation, in the entire Hollevin In the kingdom, he is already considered a genius in the space department. As for teleportation magic, as far as I know, there are only two people who can do it. And they are all warlocks, not mages. They are born to learn, they are talented, and have no intelligence. It's a big deal."

Roland felt a little incredible.

Teleportation magic is not difficult.

This is the benefit of systematic education, or nearly two decades of systematic education.

If nothing else, at least the self-learning ability is quite strong.

Seeing that Roland didn't speak, Torbjörn continued to smile: "Then, Your Excellency Roland, what is the purpose of your coming to me this time?"

"I want to buy some magic models from you." Roland said slowly: "Anything, high-level, low-level, as long as I haven't learned it, I can."

Torbjörn turned around and rummaged in the bookshelf, then found several model drawings and put them all in front of Roland.

"It's all for you, no money."

Roland was not happy, just looked at each other quietly.

He is very clear that the more free something is, the more expensive it may be, and the more expensive it will be in the future.

"Why, suddenly I don't want it anymore?" Tobion asked with a smile.

Roland leaned back slightly and asked, "What do you want?"

Tobion looked at Roland and was silent for a while, with a very serious expression. After a while, he said, "I hope you don't stop me from becoming the president."

"That's it?"

"That's it!" Tobion nodded.

Roland asked with some puzzlement: "I'm just the president of a branch in a border city, and I don't have the ability to influence you to become the president."

Tobion said firmly: "No, you have."

Roland laughed: "I still have self-awareness of how much I have."

Tobion shook his head slightly, and his expression was very strange: "It's not good for people to be too modest."

Roland was even more puzzled when he saw the other party's expression.

"I heard before that there is a statue outside the Wangcheng, which can let people learn a special ability and can speed up the recovery of magic power." Tobion looked at Roland's eyes and looked very seriously: "But I didn't believe it until yesterday. I went outside the city, saw the statue, and got the ability to quickly restore magic power."

Roland sighed helplessly, he knew that the other party had misunderstood.

"Actually, you are more famous than you think, at least in our general meeting."

Roland only considered for two seconds, then nodded: "Don't worry, I won't stop you from becoming the president."

Torbjörn smiled reassuringly, pointed to the magic model on the table, and made a gesture of please.

After checking, Roland found that there were only two magic models that he did not have.

One is the 'space bubble jet', and the other is the magic enchantment.

The former is a special space-based killing skill, and the latter is a general-purpose defensive magic.

This is also the first defensive magic Roland got in the true sense.

After getting the model, Roland left Torbjörn's magic tower and came outside the royal city.

Next is to send it back.

It's just that Roland touched his stomach... A deep sadness reverberated in his heart.

Teleported back, and felt nauseated again.

It's uncomfortable to think about.

It's just that men have to be tough on themselves. After hesitating for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and activated the teleportation technique.

After a violent whirlwind and confusion, he felt his feet on the ground, and then his legs were sore, and he immediately knelt down.

I retched so hard, I almost vomited my intestines out of my stomach this time.

Because there is nothing in the stomach to vomit.