Mages Are Too OP

Roland thought it was a bit expensive at first, but then found that the idea was wrong.

The exchange of two gold coins for one life is already very cost-effective. He thought about it for a while and found that the reason why he came up with this idea was mainly because of contrast.

Falcon of Red Clay Town is also a life priest. He never charges for helping people heal.

One for free, one for two coins! It seems that the latter has no conscience and is a profiteer.

But in fact, the latter is the normal market. Think about it, how many people does Hongtu Town have? And Delbon City has a population of nearly one million. If the treatment is free... This middle-aged priest has to work from morning to night, even without rest, he will be exhausted to death.

On the sacrificial altar, the girl's wounds continued to heal, and her face became more and more rosy, and she could even faintly hear her breathing.

Roland was relieved, and took out the two gold coins that had not been in his hands for a long time from the system backpack and gave them to the middle-aged priest.

When the soldier saw this, he respectfully said to Beta and Roland, "Your Excellency, I'll go to inform Old Cente to come and take her daughter."

Seeing the soldiers leave, Roland and Beta sat down on the stone chairs, panting. They were exhausted after running for so long. This is the prayer hall. There are several rows of benches for believers to sit and listen to the teachings. The two do not want to stand up when they sit down.

The middle-aged pastor had short brown hair, white face and no beard, and looked a bit like a handsome gentleman. He gently tossed two gold coins in his hand, looked at Roland and Beta with interest for a while, and then said with a weird smile: "Two gold coins, save a pariah woman, and this woman is not pretty , you are really willing."

Beta frowned, he was very upset to hear this.

Unlike Beta, a high school student who just graduated, Roland has also worked outside and has more experience, so he understood what the middle-aged pastor said was a joke on the surface, but was actually a compliment.

He smiled at the middle-aged pastor without speaking.

However, Beta said unhappily at this time: "You can obviously save more people, why do you charge so much. Those civilians who are dying, don't you give up? The core teaching of the Temple of Life is to see death and not teach it. money?"

The middle-aged priest looked at Beta with a smile: "Young master nobleman, do you think I'm very upset?"

Beta wanted to say something else, but Roland stopped him: "Don't say it, you may have misunderstood others."

Beta believed Roland's words, so he didn't speak again, but his face still looked a little dissatisfied.

The middle-aged man looked at Beta and said with a smile, "If you question me personally, I'm too lazy to care about you, but if you question my beliefs, I have to explain it well!"

Beta still had an unconvinced expression.

"It can be seen that you also know how to cast spells. Of course, you know that like priests and warlocks, there is a limit on the number of times you can cast spells. Like me, you can only store up to six times of the 'healing severe injuries' divine spell just now, about every three times. The number of spells restored once an hour. That is to say, even if I don't sleep or sleep, I can only use this magic eight times a day."

Beta frowned and said, "But you can save at least six people instead of shutting out ordinary civilians at a high price."

After staying in Hongtu Town for more than a month, Beta also learned a lot of common sense in this world. Ordinary civilians do not eat or drink, and all the output of a family of five is sold for money, and they may not be able to save a single gold coin a year.

In other words, the price of two gold coins is an unrealistic figure for ordinary people. If there is a real need for their lives, it is impossible for them to hand over the money.

"That's why the eldest young master is the eldest young master." The middle-aged pastor had a strange smile on his face: "Even with a kind heart, you are too naive."

Beta frowned deeper, and he wanted to hear how the middle-aged priest made his sophistry.

In fact, Roland had vaguely guessed what the middle-aged priest wanted to say.

"Indeed, if I save people for free, the rescued civilians will thank me, but this will indirectly kill more people." The middle-aged priest said lightly.

Beta showed a sneer: "How is it possible!"

"In the Temple of Life, we buy some coarse grains to help the poor every day. It can be said that many poor people depend on our relief to survive." The middle-aged priest sat beside Beta and said with a downward attitude. : "And where did the money for buying coarse grains come from? It was taken from you nobles."

Beta wanted to say that he was not a noble, but thinking about his status as a 'God-born noble', he did not refute this, but said: "But this does not prevent you from treating civilians at a cheaper price."

Roland sighed, he knew that Beta didn't understand what the other party meant.

The middle-aged priest laughed and said, "If I use all my magical spells on the commoners, where will the money for our temple come from? And the nobles pay attention to the distance between dignity and identity. If I dare to treat the commoners for free, they will I will never visit my temple again in the future. Because they feel that the commoners are even more honorable than them. Without the nobles to pay for medical treatment, how can the temple be maintained? Without money, we can't even support ourselves. , and how to rescue civilians!"

Beta opened her mouth and was speechless.

He could find nothing to refute.

The middle-aged priest looked at Beta with a half-smiling smile: "I don't ask for your understanding, but please don't insult my faith. The goddess of life is kind and loves the world. You should rest here first, it's rare to meet two kind-hearted nobles. "

After speaking, the middle-aged priest got up and left.

Beta sat in a chair, lost in thought. He was only eighteen years old and had just graduated from high school. He had been living in an ivory tower before, and had never been out of the society. Naturally, he had never encountered such a choice of caring for the small and protecting the big.

Roland didn't say anything, he was resting.

It doesn't matter if the child suffers more setbacks. It is better to be taught by NPCs in the game than to suffer a big loss when he actually goes out to the society.

At this time, a group of people appeared outside the temple. Several middle-aged men in shabby clothes rushed in. They were both surprised and delighted when they saw the girl on the sacrificial platform. A woman wiped her tears with all her might.

Then, time and space stopped, and it was time for today's game.

Climbing out of the virtual cabin, Roland took a shower routinely, then opened the forum and posted the video he had recorded to the forum. At the same time, he wrote the title "Ask forensic science students or criminal investigation uncles to help find clues", video The main content is the dumping scene in the cave in the woods.

Of course, the key parts of the girl were marked with Mosaic.

People are rescued! Mission accomplished! But Roland felt that things were not over!

Who did this, he is very, very, very interested in finding out.

In less than ten minutes, the posts were refined, and the number of postbacks on the floor rose at an extremely fast rate.

Every reply is filled with the anger of netizens.