Mages Are Too OP

Originally, Roland was just famous.

All the magicians in the Red Magic Tower have the impression of him as a "spiritual boy who knows innovation".

After all, whether it is oil-making or water-making, they are all life-type spells.

In this world, force is too important, and the appearance of life magic does have a certain influence and help on magicians, but it only has a certain influence and will not become the mainstream.

Because no matter how much money you make, you still have no confidence to meet someone stronger than you.

The first elder appointed Roland to enter the red magic tower, but he valued Roland's more flexible head, thinking that when he grows up, as an assistant who can assist the magic master in innovative experiments, he is quite qualified.

In the upper floors of the Red Magic Tower, no one valued Roland's force, nor did he want to.

That's why they decided in one word that Roland was the squad leader, and then wanted to use him to make a name for himself.

The method of sticks and carrots is very common.

Unfortunately, the situation was beyond their expectations.

When Triton and Montmorillonite returned to school and spoke out about Roland's performance, things slowly began to ferment.

"Elder, from what Triton said, Roland should have mastered a new fireball technique, and it's a magic compression type." An old man stood in front of the table with his hands in his sleeves and said, "I think we It is necessary to bring this spell model."

"Why bring it here?" The Great Elder sat behind the chair, leaned back, and asked, "Are you robbing it?"

The standing old magician said lightly: "This is the last resort, we can promise enough benefits, whether it is money, beauty, matching his status, etc., these can be operated. Few young people can bear it. Such a temptation."

The elder said with a smile: "Are you very interested in this spell model?"

"Don't say you're not interested!" The standing old mage snorted: "The power of the little fireball is very strong, even Roland can reach this level before the master, if we use it, not only will the casting speed be greatly improved , the power will definitely increase accordingly, and in an emergency, it will definitely become one of our means to turn defeat into victory."

The elder nodded: "I understand, but I heard that the goddess of magic seemed to have received a spell model like this more than a year ago, but it was only released for less than half a day and then put back, I don't know why."

"We don't need to worry about Misra's affairs. She just had better luck, and that's why she has become a godhead. If we could be born earlier, it would be no worse than her."

The old man Elford thought for a while and said, "I know that many of you are thinking about it, but we still need the face of the red magic tower. Try to convince Roland to hand over the spell model. The money beauty is everything. Good to say."

"With your words, then I have a lot of room to operate." The standing old mage laughed: "As short as three days, as long as a week, I will definitely bring you good news."

The elder laughed lightly.

He felt more and more that he did the right thing by opening the back door and pulling Roland to the red magic tower.

And Roland wandered around the Xicheng District for a while, and finally found a craftsman, paid the down payment, and asked them to repair the main hall of the dormitory building.

Then he took the craftsmen back to the dormitory building in Dongcheng District. While the craftsmen were working hard, he grabbed a magic student who came back from Zhongcheng District and asked, "Friends, have you found where the school is."

The student was a little nervous and nodded vigorously: "I found it, I found it. Right in the middle of the midtown area, the largest and tallest white dome building is. By the way, monitor, do you want to rent a manor in Dongcheng District, or buy it? A set of manor, I heard that there is a small manor being auctioned, just northeast of our place."

"Thank you." Roland thanked the student.

Then he found the small manor that was being auctioned.

There is the auction table at the entrance of the manor.

Here in the red magic tower, this is a very common thing.

Some students buy small manors when they enter school and sell them after graduation.

There was already a group of people around the auction table, and the onlookers were all mages wearing magic robes.

Two staff members in black clothes stood on the stage and shouted vigorously: "One hundred and seventy-five gold coins once."

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "The descendants of the Frans Thatcher family, two hundred gold coins."

Before the words were finished, someone raised their hand and shouted: "Frans Bush family, two hundred and ten gold coins."

"The Frans Roefeld family, two hundred and twenty-five gold coins."

Hearing this exaggerated quotation, Roland took a breath.

He thought that he was already a rich man, but compared with these real rich second-generation families, there was still some gap.

France is worthy of being the largest country, and its economic strength is indeed exaggerated.

Taking another look at the three hundred gold coins in his system backpack, Roland shook his head and left helplessly.

He really didn't want to live in the dorm because the room was too small. It is not convenient to do magic experiments.

However, the small manors in Dongcheng District are so expensive, and the land price in Midtown should be even more exaggerated.

So try your luck in Xicheng District?

Roland came to Xicheng District and went to the tavern to ask for information.

Because he was wearing a magic robe, and this was a red magic tower, the status of the magician was quite high, and many of the "enthusiastic people" in the tavern rushed to answer his questions.

"Simon the gambler has a piece of land to sell, but it's too expensive. The big guys don't want to live in Xicheng District, and the little guys like us can't afford it."

According to the information obtained from the tavern, Roland found Simon, a gambler who was having a good time in a casino.

A tall, thin, middle-aged man with dark circles under his eyes.

Hearing that Roland was here to buy land, this man was quite excited to first take Roland back to his old small building, and then took Roland to a rather remote wasteland in Xicheng District with the house deed.

He pointed to the wasteland and said: "A certain ancestor of my family was the steward of a big man in the midtown city more than a hundred years ago. This land is left by our ancestors. The place is very large, but it is a little far from the commercial area. But the mage Don’t worry, sir, it’s absolutely quiet here, and the land is quite fertile. After the manor is built, it’s not difficult to build a few acres of grape groves and plot a few fertile fields.”

"Such a good place, why don't you develop here?"

Gambler Simon shook his head: "I don't have that ability, and I'm just a gambler, guarding a small house, no one comes to trouble me, but if there is such a big place to live, my life will be gone the next day. Now no one comes to rob me of my house deed, because the great man my ancestors served in those days is still alive."

I see!

Are you going to get out of trouble?

Although this guy is a gambler, his sense of danger is quite sharp.

Roland smiled: "How much are you going to sell it for?"

"Fifty!" The gambler Simon said without hesitation: "Master Mage, this price is not high at all, after all, this piece of land is really big. And I heard from my grandfather that the old ancestor still hid a huge sum of money here. But I think it’s fake, and even if it’s real, it might have been poached.”

Hmm, this seems to have been seen before!

Roland was in a trance, then took out a bag of gold coins prepared earlier from the system backpack, which happened to be fifty coins, and handed them over to Simon.

Simon didn't undo the bag, but held it with his hand, and then smiled: "By the way, it is indeed fifty pieces. This is the house deed. Master, please keep it."

After taking the deed, Roland looked at it and put it into the system backpack after confirming it was correct.

Simon asked, "Would you like me to introduce a good house repairer you know?"

Roland waved his hand.

"Honorable Master Mage, then I'll go first."

Simon saluted and ran away happily.

Roland waited for him to walk away, then looked at a small tree on his right and said, "Come out, I know you are there."

The air is silent.

The noise of the distant commercial street spread here, and it became a vague murmur.

A few seconds later, there was a ripple in the air behind the small tree, and the figure of the white-haired Catwoman in the old gray robe gradually became solid.

Then she slowly walked ten meters in front of Roland, the big green cat's eyes kept staring at Roland, and her expression was quite nervous.

"You heard it just now, I bought this place."

Catwoman's expression darkened.

Although she has lived here for nearly ten years, this wasteland is indeed owned by someone else. She just dug a hole here and lived there secretly.

"I'll move out."

Catwoman said in a low voice, her voice very sad.

Roland shook his head: "I'm not driving you away, this place is very big, it doesn't matter if you stay here, I just let you know that I'm going to live here too."

Roland didn't expect that the land he bought was actually Catwoman's home, and the "big money" he and Beta dug up before was probably hidden by Simon's ancestors.

Hmm... the 'lucky wealth' specialty of the god-born nobles is too powerful.

"Really don't drive me away?" The white tail behind Catwoman stood up tall: "Can I continue to live?"

Although she was quite afraid of Roland, she also felt that Roland should be a good person.

After all, Roland gave her a gold coin, and now this gold coin is still hidden by her.

A good man like this should be able to count when he speaks.

This is her last place to live. If she is driven away again, it is estimated that she can only live in the sewers.

And the sewers are too dirty... Almost all cat people are obsessed with cleanliness.

Living underground is already the limit of endurance. If you live in the stinky sewers, Catwoman feels that she might as well die.

"Okay, back off a bit."

Catwoman is a little confused.

Roland flicked his fingers, and a thick stone wall was pulled up from the ground, and then spread out to the distance at an extremely fast speed, and finally circled in a large circle, closing with the starting point to form a huge ring.

The stone wall is not high, only about two meters.

With the sensitivity of the cat people, let alone two meters, they can climb up even a ten-meter wall.

Roland pointed again, there was a hole in the stone wall in front of him, and he walked in first, and said at the same time: "After you have this stone wall, it means that there is a master here, and you should be able to live in the wall in the future. Much more reassuring."

Catwoman followed Roland and crossed the hole. She looked at Roland's back, her green eyes shining in the light.