Mages Are Too OP

Appreciate a person, sometimes together with his shortcomings.

Roland's behavior, in the eyes of the Great Elder, is a concrete manifestation of rationality and pragmatism.

Of course, if other students do this, they may receive negative evaluations such as being fickle, not stable enough, and not firm enough in their beliefs.

After coming out of the parliamentary hall, Roland returned to the manor and saw the black cat and the white cat sitting in the manor, drinking afternoon tea.

In the distance, I heard the black cat say: "Marilyn, you have to remember that you can't mix scented tea and fruit wine. It's okay to drink it in private among friends, but if it's on a serious occasion, it will be punished by others. Shame, this is a rule passed down from the human side."

"Why do we cats do things according to human rules?"

"Maybe it's because they represent civilization?" The black cat hesitated and said so.

The world is very interesting.

Humans worship elves, and orcs culturally admire the human world.

And the elves...they seem to entertain themselves and no one looks down on them.

But in essence, they really like to mix with humans.

Roland entered the manor, and two catwomen found him.

Marilyn ran over and trotted around Roland, her white tail raised high. She asked excitedly, "Master, how is it? Are you going to play somewhere else with the black cat? Can you bring me?"

The black cat also came over and looked at Roland expectantly.

"Yes, the sincerity of the space magic tower is very sincere. I was very moved, so I took up the task this time." Roland said with a smile: "So Ms. Maro Martha, when are you going to leave."

"The sooner the better!"

Roland thought for a while and said, "Then tomorrow morning."

At this time, Marilyn jumped up and shouted, "Master, I'm going too, and I'm going with you too."

"There will be danger."

"I'm not afraid." Marilyn said with her hands on her hips and her flat chest raised, "I'm very good at running away, and most people can't catch me at all."

Indeed it is.

Even Roland would be hard-pressed to catch this slippery little thing if he wasn't prepared.

Invisibility and fast walking, without the assistance of true vision, it would be too difficult to lock the direction of her escape.

The black cat nodded as well.

Marilyn's escape skills, she has the right to speak and evaluate.

A few days ago, she tried her best to teleport to the point where her mental strength was almost bottomed out, and she failed to catch Marilyn.

And the other party seems to be at ease.

Roland thought about it for a while, and felt that Marilyn did have a strong ability to protect herself.

It's also good to take her out to see the world.

So he said: "Then you can prepare what you need to bring when you go out. After breakfast tomorrow morning, we will set off."

"Long live the master." Mary Chain rushed over and hugged Roland before running to her small house.

The black cat looked at the excited Marilyn, then turned to look at Roland and said, "Your Excellency Roland, if... I mean if Marilyn goes to the Space Magic Tower and sees her own people, she is willing to stay, are you willing? Let go?"

"I will check her future living environment before deciding whether to let her go."

Maro Martha was very entangled in her heart. Roland's responsible attitude was really good.

But if the responsible thing is about yourself, it's pretty awkward.

After talking to her a few words at random, Roland left and went back to the stone building to do the magic experiment.

The next morning, after the three Roland had breakfast, they were ready to leave.

Catwoman Marilyn put a large package, one taller than hers, in front of Roland and looked at him eagerly.

The black cat looked inexplicably on the side, this Marilyn rubbed her nose too much, and actually asked Roland, the owner, to help her carry things.

But then Roland stretched out his hand, and the big package turned into a streamer and disappeared into Roland's palm.

The black cat jumped up in fright: "You have such a big carry-on space?"

Generally speaking, anyone who is proficient in space magic can open up an alien space for their own storage. However, depending on the strength, the portable space opened up is also large or small.

It is generally between hundreds of cubic centimeters to tens of thousands of cubic centimeters.

Small space for small but important or valuable things.

If it is a portable space of tens of thousands of cubic centimeters, in addition to some important small objects, you can also put down some water and dry food for emergency use.

The space magic like a black cat works well. She can open up more than 20,000 cubic centimeters of portable space. In addition to some of her daughter's household jewelry, she also stores some clean water and two light and thin clothes.

As for other things for long-distance travel, it is natural to carry them on your back.

A backpack that was about the same height as her body was carried on her body.

There are many things you need for a long journey.

For example, field tents, large winter clothing, flint and so on.

She originally thought that she was relatively strong in her age in space magic.

But the other party's move to store all the packages directly, and Roland didn't have any packages on his body at this time, so he must have also stored them in the carry-on space.

She couldn't help but ask, "How much space do you have with you?"

Roland replied casually: "8 cubic meters!"

The black cat was immediately blinded.

One cubic meter is one million cubic centimeters, and her carry-on space is only a little over 20,000 cubic centimeters. Roland's carry-on space is about four hundred times that of hers.

how can that be!

Seeing the black cat froze in place, Roland asked, "Do you want me to carry the backpack on your body?"

The black cat looked at him with a confused look, and after a while, he lightly bit his lip and nodded. She watched Roland put away his big backpack, then followed Roland in a daze, went to the prison in the red magic tower, showed the document to the warden, and proposed the foxman prince who was quite lethargic.

With his hands bound by purple magic handcuffs, the fox man couldn't help sneering when he saw the black cat: "The magic tower actually sent you here, they are sending you to death, Maro Martha, you are confident Take me back to the Space Magic Tower?"

Hearing the words of the fox man prince, the black cat Maro Martha woke up from her confusion, and she sneered: "Don't worry, I'm really not sure by myself, but Lord Roland and I will escort you together, do you think you can escape?"

The fox prince turned his head to look at Roland and said, "Roland, aren't you not tempted by money?"

"It depends on who pays." Roland smiled: "You are a wanted fox prince, no matter how much you give, I will have no future. But the space magic tower is different, it pays , it's clean, and it's no problem when I take it out and use it."

snort! The fox prince snorted coldly: "It turns out that it is not greed for money!"

Roland shrugged, indicating that it doesn't matter what you like.

At this time, Marilyn, who was watching the play, couldn't help but said, "Master, this fox is so annoying. Can I scratch his face with my paws?"

"Forget it, don't get your hands dirty."

Roland hooked his fingers as he spoke, and the fox man started walking forward uncontrollably, as if being led by someone.

This is the purpose of the magic handcuffs... As long as you have the mental power of the learning level, you can link to the magic handcuffs, and then use the mental power to pull the opponent forward.

The effect is very good, even if the opponent is a strong orc, under the action of the magic handcuffs, he will involuntarily act according to the controller's thoughts.

Roland went to the market to buy four camels and a simple map.

Then the four left the red magic tower.

The four of them all wore black robes for sun protection, and rode camels slowly forward.

Marilyn was the most excited, laughing weirdly along the way, jumping off the camel from time to time, and after running around frantically, she returned to sit on the camel again.

There was nothing but yellow sand in the desert, but she was still very happy.

Generally speaking, if you want to travel through the desert, you must use the oasis as a post station, turn left and right, and replenish enough drinking water and dry food at any time before you can continue.

And the oasis can also give travelers more safety and protection at night.

But Roland didn't need it... The path he chose was straight, after all, two points and one line were the closest.

He has the ability to create water and does not need to replenish fresh water in the oasis.

He has a large space system backpack, and has a lot of dry food, enough for four people for half a year, and there is no need to replenish it.

And at night... direct fossils into mud, mud into stone, and build a square-shaped temporary building out, which is just a matter of flicking your fingers.

No matter how severe the sandstorm was, it couldn't drown a rock building with only a few ventilation holes, no doors and windows, and a height of more than ten meters. Moreover, the building can be increased at will.

Pretty safe.

Nature is awesome, but you can tame it if you are strong enough.

The black cat was wrapped in a blanket.

Leaning against the wall, she looked at the fox man who was also resting with her eyes closed not far away, and then looked at Roland, who had been in a daze with her eyes open, not knowing where her mind went, and felt an indescribable comfort and peace of mind.

In the past ten days, because they were walking on a straight road, they did not encounter any outsiders on the way.

At most, it's a desert beast.

For example, what kind of large sand scorpions, black and white ring-necked poisonous snakes and the like.

But they were all played to death by Marilyn, a very curious cat, and then made into dry food.

"If only I could go back to the space magic tower like this." The black cat Maro Martha couldn't help muttering.

At this time, Marilyn jumped out and said unhappily, "That would be so boring. I'm so bored on the way. If only something could happen."

Maybe Marilyn Scout is too intuitive, or maybe her mouth has the attribute of doom come true.

At noon the next day, they really encountered something.

As the four continued on their camels, a gust of hot wind came from the northwest, just to the left of their path.

Roland didn't feel anything.

But the black cat, the white cat, and the fox man all looked to the northwest at the same time.

Roland was just behind the black cat. Seeing her dignified expression, and seeing the other two as well, he asked, "Is there something wrong over there?"

"The smell of blood, a very strong smell of blood." Maro Martha's face showed an unbearable look: "At least fifty-three different smells, which should be human."

"It's seventy-three." The fox prince said lightly.

Fox people have a stronger sense of smell than cat people, especially in the distinction of subtle changes, and are more sensitive.

Roland also cast his eyes there, and then he pulled it back and focused on his system taskbar.

Special mission detected: Clean the Oasis (Legendary).