Mages Are Too OP

The city of Mortasos seems to have changed, and it seems that it has not changed.

Yesterday, large-scale fighting took place in several locations in the city, but it ended quickly.

There were a few soldier casualties, but no civilians were affected and killed.

The fight went on fairly restrained.

It is said that the heads of all the armies in the city have been changed.

This should be a big deal.

But the actual momentum is very small.

This doesn't make sense.

At other times, the exaggeration of the exchange of blood at the top of the army was not the case of countless casualties and a large number of civilians.

It was so fast this time that many nobles in the city did not react at all, and the matter was settled.

And the businessmen are about to drop their eyeballs.

With their intelligence network, they didn't understand what was going on.

It wasn't until a few were 'invited' to the city lord's mansion, and then released again, that the weak Chamber of Commerce bosses spoke up, and the prominent figures in the whole city faintly knew something.

It seems that the temporary lord came, and there was a conflict with the leaders of the army such as Judson before.

Within three hours, the group was replaced.

Now they have been caught in the city lord's mansion.

After hearing this, the nobles and businessmen couldn't help but feel a little terrified.

This new temporary lord is a ruthless character.

I don't know what he likes!

How should I approach him and please him?

With the support of such an idea, the big figures in the whole city moved.

Walk around to visit each other and ask who knows about the new interim lord.

As a result, the more you walk around, the more surprised you are. What is the origin of this new temporary lord, and why is there no information about him at all?

And Roland had come to the basement of the City Lord's Mansion at this time.

There is no intention to hide the entrance to the basement, but there are three major stone gates set up on the stairway of the entrance to prevent outsiders from entering casually.

Then he began to use magic to dig a circular hole with a radius of 100 meters in the basement.

This hollow earth wall was made into a rock wall with extremely high hardness by him using mud into stone.

The pure circle has a strong load-bearing capacity, not to mention the wall reinforced with magic, so even if a 100-meter hole is opened in the underground of the city lord's mansion, it will not let the city lord's mansion on the ground sink, or even rebuild it. There are no problems with multiple city lord mansions on it.

It took Roland nearly six days to open up this hole.

When he came out of the basement, the butler immediately greeted him.

"Your Excellency Roland, you have finally come out. All the nobles in the city plan to jointly hold a banquet. Everything is ready, just wait for you to come out. The venue of the banquet is located in the Buck Chamber of Commerce Square in the city, which is very spacious. It can accommodate thousands of people." The butler handed over a rather beautiful gold invitation: "They hope that your Excellency will be present, and they hope to be able to wash the dust for you."

"It won't be the Hongmen Banquet."

There is no such word as Hongmen Banquet in this world, but the spell 'Language proficiency' automatically converts the word into a sentence with the same meaning.

The housekeeper shook his head vigorously: "No, absolutely not, they dare not."

Roland thought for a while, took the invitation, and said, "Then let's go at night, I'll be there in the evening."

The housekeeper heaved a sigh of relief: "I will inform them immediately."

During this time, the housekeeper has been under great pressure.

Everyone was asking him when Roland came out of the basement.

These people didn't dare to rush people by themselves, so they could only hope the housekeeper would invite Roland out.

But how dare the housekeeper, what kind of personality and temperament the new temporary lord is, he has no idea at all, in case the other party hates being disturbed when he is studying magic, he will turn people into animals when he gets angry Or burn to death directly. Wouldn't he die unjustly?

He didn't dare to go to Roland, but the nobles all wanted him to go.

Whether the housekeeper is powerful or not, and whether he has style and deterrence outside depends on the master's status and strength.

The temporary lord seems to be powerful, but the butler does not dare to borrow Roland's background for the time being, so he can only resist the expectations of all the nobles in this city and the pressure brought by these expectations.

Fortunately, Roland is out now.

After a few more days, the housekeeper felt that he might be about to commit suicide.

Roland took a shower and stayed underground for a few days. Although he didn't sweat much, he was not a god. After all, he would still sweat, and his body would inevitably smell a little sour.

After taking a shower, he closed his eyes and rested for a while. Of course, he lived in the client's master bedroom, the princess Stephanie's master bedroom, full of feminine furniture and costumes, which he was not used to.

It took nearly an hour to wait for the magic power in the whole body to recover, and the sky happened to be evening.

Roland went downstairs, got into the carriage that the housekeeper had already prepared, and sauntered to the banquet venue.

There were already many luxurious carriages parked there, and the venue was closely guarded by Fauci's soldiers. There were about 400 soldiers in a circle around the banquet.

As soon as Roland went down, the sharp-eyed Fauci saw it, and he roared directly: "The Lord of the City is here, everyone is silent."

The noisy sound stopped immediately, and nearly a thousand well-dressed gentlemen and ladies turned their heads and looked over.

The eyes were full of curiosity, surprise, and even faint hostility.

Roland waved at them, and calmly followed the flagstone path to the middle of the venue.

The crowd separated like a wave, and Roland came to the center of the venue. There was a small high platform here. He could stand on it as long as he stepped, and he could look down at every corner of the square.

And around the small white stone high platform, there are still many soldiers standing.

Fauci is among them.

Roland hesitated for a while, but finally stood up.

Faces looked up at him, the darkness and candlelight intertwined, like a mask on the stage of Zhang Huanghuang's life, with thousands of expressions and expressions.

"I'm a magician, and I don't like to talk too much nonsense. Time is quite valuable to me." Roland swept around the square and continued: "You invite me over, welcome me, and wash the dust for me, but I Not happy, certainly not angry, just a little annoyed because I don't like wasting time."

People were surprised, and after a few seconds of silence, there was finally a low voice of discussion.

It's just that there are still too many sounds, mixed together, like the sound of rustling tides.

"More than a thousand people, I think everyone who can be called by name is here, which is very good. Now I will tell you what I think." Roland used an amplifying technique for himself to make everyone noisy The discussion went down: "I have no intention to change the rules of this city, nor do I want to change any division of power. As for the issue of the army exchange a few days ago, it was actually because they didn't want to admit that I was a temporary lord and wanted to drive me away. I'm good at talking. It doesn't mean that I will stand stupidly and be bullied."

The guests listened carefully.

"As long as no one comes to provoke me, and I naturally won't provoke others, it's as simple as that." Roland clapped his hands: "Okay, now I'm here too, and things have been said, it's time to leave. Next You can do whatever you want, the cost of this banquet is all on my head, the organizer of tomorrow's banquet, take the bill to the City Lord's Mansion and ask me for money."

Hearing that Roland was leaving immediately, a group of guests were shocked.

The protagonist has to leave immediately when he comes. What is this operation?

Before they could react, Roland activated the teleportation technique, appeared directly outside the square, and got into his carriage.

After Roland left, the surprised guests responded.

Then everyone screamed in disbelief.

These sounds together, like the sound of steam suddenly boiling out of a pressure cooker.

Returning to the city lord's mansion, Roland went directly to the underground space. After putting down the three stone gates, he fell to the bottom, put on a full set of ghost-returning equipment, and also had a small round shield given by Angel Nia on his arm.

This small round shield can provide the maximum mana, and a small amount of mana regeneration speed.

Then Roland began to condense his own magic power and let it appear in his hands.

Normally, pure magic elements have no color.

But when they clump together at a certain concentration, they form a transparent solid.

The process took Roland nearly a minute.

In his hand, there was an extra white ball that was as transparent as glass.

It looks fragile...and it's actually fragile, but when it explodes, it can be quite powerful.

This is a magic energy group, not a magic cube.

There are very few people who can do this. Most legendary magicians can do it, but there are not many legendary magicians.

Gently tossing the magic energy ball in his hand, it felt very light and bright... Roland looked at his 'blue bar', one-seventh of the magic power was gone.

It doesn't sound like much, it's only one-seventh, but let's be clear, Roland is now a full set of magic power limit increase and magic recovery equipment.

He is full of intelligence growth plus points, has two epic equipment plus the upper limit of magic power, has the effect of God's kinship, and also has the bonus of title. The upper limit of magic power is more than five times that of the normal equivalent magician.

This transparent energy group, the general magician can't get it out even after compressing the magic power of the whole body.

The magic cube is a further compression of the energy group.

Roland closed his eyes again, radiated all the spiritual power, split it into strands, wrapped it around the energy group, and circled it densely, and finally completely wrapped the magic energy group.

The mental force began to contract hard, squeezing the energy group hard, desperately squeezing.

The energy group in the palm shrank a little bit, making a strange creaking sound.

As the volume changes, the color of the energy mass also slowly changes.

Light blue, sea blue, and finally a completely opaque inky blue.

At this time, the magic group has changed from the size of an apple to the size of a grape.

Doing this step is the 'magic cube'.

It's just that Roland's craftsmanship is not good. He didn't make it into a brick shape, but made it into a circle.

And it's still small.