Mages Are Too OP

This is indeed a very important clue.

The number of people has not increased, but the consumption has doubled, and a group of maids have disappeared.

There are ghosts anyway.

Awesome, what a professional.

Roland was quite impressed in his heart. I have been with Shuke for a long time, and even the Angel Nia has come, and I am still confused when looking for someone, like a headless fly that slams around.

Does this mean that the three of them are stupid?

Of course not, there is a specialization in surgery.

Roland is a magician, Shu Kegao is charming, and he is a paladin. He will obviously be a leader in the future.

As for Nia, it is strange that the angels who have lived in the kingdom of God for a long time know the doorway of these human beings.

Let them be exposed to unfamiliar trades, and no one will teach them, of course, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

Dark chess people who have good strength, but are at the bottom of society, are most suitable for intelligence work.

"It's a pity that the eldest princess didn't take you seriously." Roland sighed: "It's obvious that your abilities are pretty good."

The red-bearded dwarf took another sip of wine: "Those nobles who are high above will never care about us little people."

Wilmot shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, then took another sip of the fruit wine, his mouth full of bitterness.

"Take it." Roland handed Red Beard a small bag of gold coins: "This is the fund for the event."

Wilmot thought that Roland had given a bag of silver coins, and after taking it, he threw it down subconsciously, and was stunned.

As a dwarf, Wilmot has a strong intuition for metals. As long as they hear the sound of the ore hitting the iron pickaxe, they can know what ore they have dug, and even know the approximate purity of the ore.

So when he tossed and heard the sound in the bag, it was immediately clear.

Twenty gold coins!

"This is too much." The dwarf jumped up excitedly, and the little short feet jumped almost three feet high: "This is a gold coin, not a silver coin. Did you take the wrong bag?"

A look that has never seen money.

Dark chess... They were all prisoners originally, but in fact they were the ones with hardships. Stephanie helped them "clean up" them, gathered them together, and then tossed them aside and didn't care.

There is no activity funding.

Because in Stephanie's point of view, if these people can get rid of their criminal status, it is already a favor from her, and they should work for themselves. Stephanie would only consider giving them money when they were desperate.

Seeing the excited expression of the dwarf, Roland smiled and said, "Take it, there are thirty-one of you after all... But I remember you said before that there are only a dozen or so."

Wilmot said a little embarrassedly: "Those are our self-developed members. They are all poor people, making you laugh."

"That's because you don't want to use your abilities to make money on crooked roads."

When these people were eating and drinking wildly in the box, Roland could see that they were all poor people who couldn't get enough to eat.

Otherwise, when he wouldn't drink, he would be like a reincarnation of a starving ghost.

It's hard for these people, who are obviously capable, yet live in such a desolate life.

The dwarf was stunned for a moment, and Roland's words came to his heart.

Indeed, each of them has a little bit of skill, not big, but not bad.

But why not use this skill to make money to eat?

For example, the old hunchback, who is obviously the top three-handed, still chooses to help ordinary people look at the door and earn a little money that can barely fill their stomachs and starve to death.

As long as the old hunchback is willing, he can make a lot of money.

In fact, everyone in Dark Chess has experienced a miserable life, and most of the reasons for their misery have a lot to do with their abilities.

Therefore, people who play dark chess do not really want to use their abilities to make money.

Unless you can find someone to protect you.

The eldest princess is their common choice, but the eldest princess is willing to help them get rid of their crimes, but is unwilling to use them.

This makes them very helpless, even a little lost.

And now, the right to use the dark chess falls to Roland.

A very generous, patient, and seems to understand the suffering of ordinary people, the Master Mage.

It should be good to follow such a master.

At least shelter them.

It also allows them to use their abilities.

The dwarf held the purse with one hand and was excited for a while, and then said, "It would be great if you were the husband of the eldest princess."

Wilmot knew very well that Roland only had the power to use dark chess temporarily, and sooner or later they would return to the eldest princess.

But if Roland was the husband of the eldest princess, it would be different, and they could serve Roland without any psychological barriers.

To serve her husband is not equivalent to serving her.

Roland smiled and waved his hand: "The eldest princess doesn't look down on my little mage in a small remote country."

The dwarf observed Roland's expression for a while, then shrugged and chuckled: "Actually, you don't look down on her. Master Mage's pride is indeed much more serious than that of a noble."

Roland had a question mark on his face.

He didn't understand how the other party came to this conclusion.

Tie the money bag to his belt, the red-bearded dwarf wiped his mouth, and his whole body quickly became sober.

In fact, dwarves can't get drunk. The reason they get drunk is because they feel that at some point, they need to get drunk.

They can express their emotions through false alcoholism.

Happy, disappointed, joyful, inspired, sad, etc.

If you can get drunk, you will naturally wake up.

The dwarf was gone, as fast as a whirlwind kid.

Roland paid for the library, and then teleported to Stephanie's underground library again.

It's too quiet here, and the sound on the ground can't be heard. Here, if there is no noise made by outsiders, you can even hear your own heartbeat.

Roland walked around here and found nothing special.

There is also no dissonance in the air like dark elements.

Although no clues were found, Roland was not lost and teleported away directly.

Since people can't live here... the other party will also teleport magic. When he is resting, if the other party teleports over, even if he can win, he will be frightened enough, which is not good for the body.

Roland found a hotel in the king's city and was thinking about how to get in touch with the dark chess people, but someone came to him immediately.

The old woman with Bow-tooth.

When the old woman saw Roland, she said directly: "Master Mage, we have confirmed that there is indeed a problem with this pine needle leaf family."

Roland asked the old woman to sit down, but the old woman refused.

As a last resort, he could only give up and asked, "Where is the problem?"

"The wild dog, with his keen sense of smell, has found the group of missing maids." The old woman's face was full of sadness: "They were all buried in a big pit and died horribly."

Roland stood up slowly: "How many maids died?"

"At least forty."

"So many people died, no one cares?" Roland subconsciously said angrily.

He is habitually bringing over the habits of modern society.

In the Celestial Dynasty, let alone the death of forty people, the death of four people at the same time is a big deal.

Half of the city's police would have to move, and city leaders might have to be held accountable.

But then he remembered that the world is not so friendly and peaceful.

He sat down slowly and asked, "The more than forty maids are all slaves of the Pine Conifers family?"

"should be."

"Is there really not a single civilian?" Roland asked.

The old woman's eyes gradually lit up: "Master Master, what do you mean?"

"You have to find a reason to turn your face, otherwise how can you do things well."

The old woman nodded again and again: "I understand, Master Mage, you are here waiting for our good news."

Then the old woman also hurried away.

Roland was sitting in the hotel, browsing the forum.

When it was almost evening, the old woman came again, and she was followed by four men who looked very down-to-earth.

One old, one young and two middle-aged.

"Master Mage, these four people are all disguised by our own people. They are all very clever. If you want to find a reason, they will cooperate with you."

Roland immediately felt that the dark chess group was really smart.

They just mentioned an idea, and they have already prepared according to their own ideas.

"Then go!"

Half an hour later, Roland followed four men to the northern suburbs, and a few others quietly put a few corpses covered with gray linen near the gate of the manor.

When the four men arrived at the location, they dragged the four corpses directly to the gate of the manor, and then burst into tears.

"Daughter, why don't you have it anymore? Didn't you say that there is delicious food here every day, and you have a good life? Who killed you, who is it!"

"Sister, you died so miserably, you lost your face, ah ah ah!"

Cries, with mournful accusations, soon reached the manor.

It didn't take long for a private soldier of about twenty people to walk out from the inside. When they were about to use force to drive the four people away, the leading private soldier found that there was a mage standing in front of them.

"Your Excellency the mage, are you here to see our master?"

"You can say that, but instead of me seeing him, let him see me."

The private soldier's face was a little hesitant.

The pine needle family is the home of the marquis, and this manor belongs to the fifth young master.

The fifth young master has a tyrannical temperament and beats people at every turn.

Many maids died.

It stands to reason that he should drive these people away immediately, otherwise the Fifth Young Master will definitely get angry when he hears these cries, and then he will kill him.

But the man in front of him, wearing a magic robe, is not easy to offend at first glance.

How to do?

The private soldier leader was sweating nervously.

But just when he was embarrassed, a frivolous male voice came from behind: "Who is it that dares to come here to make trouble."

The leader of the private army immediately moved out of the way, and the young man in the blue costume walked over slowly.

He looked at the four men who were crying 'heart-piercing' with disdain.

Then his eyes returned to Roland, and he frowned immediately: "Your Excellency the mage, did you bring these people?"

"Yes." Roland smiled and said, "These people are all tenant farmers under my name, but now they tell me that their daughter, sister and other relatives are missing. Although they have been found, they are no longer there. I'm curious, why did you kill all the maids in the first batch and replace them with the second batch?"

The young man raised his brows: "You're not a royal family, it's none of your business!"