Then one day later, the matter of the Cornucopia Chamber of Commerce being robbed spread in the forum.
Charles is somewhat famous on the forum. After all, the Cornucopia Chamber of Commerce has a large market and has recently dominated the entire material market. It can be said that in the minds of most players, it is a relatively successful guild.
Therefore, when the Cornucopia Chamber of Commerce was attacked, many players were filled with indignation at first, but after two days, some intelligence feedback came back, and they were surprised to find that... no players had received the task of helping the Cornucopia Guild.
This doesn't make sense.
Logically speaking, if the other party robbed so many magic materials from the cornucopia, it should be able to trigger a help mission, but so far, no one has said that they have received a mission about the cornucopia.
This incident immediately made the players on the forum think that there might be another reason for the matter.
Roland also saw the discussion about this matter on the forum, but he ignored it.
It must be Antis' fault.
Indeed, privateering warrants were issued against foreign hostile merchants, not against domestic chambers of commerce.
But the problem is... no one seems to regard the Golden Son as a person of his own country.
Even the Life God Religion did not regard the Golden Son who was resurrected from its own temple as one of its own.
In the eyes of their employers, those players who have been divided and recruited are just 'employees' and never treated as one of their own.
Therefore, it is normal for the Privateering Warrant to have an effect on the Cornucopia Chamber of Commerce.
More importantly... Cornucopia's malicious monopoly of magic materials has aroused the resentment of many forces, but Cornucopia's strength is very weak.
The average level of a group of players is only Lv2. This is the performance of the server in the past two years. You can imagine how much they don't like leveling.
How much I like making money.
Such a weak force, but with so much money, it would be strange not to rob you.
I didn't rob before because I was afraid of the revenge of the Sons of Gold, but now many Sons of Gold have joined the nobles and royal family. If they take the lead in robbing, of course others have to follow.
Anyway, if something happens, the golden son on their side will be the first to respond.
On the other side, Roland took the parchment of 'oil making' and teleported to the royal city again.
Then I met Antis who was doing routine 'checking' at the city gate.
He raised his fingers at Roland and led Roland to the small dark room inside the city gate.
"Your method is very effective." Antis said without any nonsense, he smiled directly and said: "With the privateering certificate, those Golden Sons who turned to us really dare to take action against some of the Golden Sons who are very arrogant. You There seems to be an underlying rule that guides your actions?"
The system rules... it's normal.
Roland nodded slightly, and then he asked: "Those golden sons who have turned to you, what do you think of them?"
"It's quite easy to use." Antis laughed quite happily: "As long as we delineate a task or formulate a more detailed scope of responsibilities, they will do a good job, quite well. I even think that you guys People, are you too attached to the words 'order' and 'credibility'?"
Roland raised his eyebrows and said, "Let me give you an example."
"The royal city is very big, and we have a lot of sheriffs. Different people are responsible for different areas." Antis narrowed his eyes, like a smiling fox: "One of the sheriffs is the son of gold, and he has been in office for less than four years. Within months, he had trained his men to be very elite, and then made the security in his area quite good. Even walking in the alleys late at night was quite safe. He even solved an old mystery case. If it were changed If I go there, I will never be able to achieve his level."
"This seems very ordinary." Roland shook his head.
In Delbon City, both when Link was the Sheriff and when Vincent was the Sheriff, this level could be achieved.
"You may be used to it and take it for granted, so you think it's normal." Antis clicked his tongue: "But in our opinion, it is almost a miracle to be so serious about your mission."
Well...the worldview is different, so the ideas are also different.
Antis continued: "Why don't you come to our royal family and become the royal magician?"
Roland was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Can the king tolerate me?"
"What's strange? How long has the queen been with you, and he hasn't wanted you?" Antis thought for a while and said: "It would be better to say that if you come to the royal family, the queen will follow you back. This way the royal family will have face. You won't force the queen to do things she doesn't like, and then you can still have power, isn't it great? This is called... win-win, the word that your golden son likes to say the most."
"Forget it." Roland shook his head: "You are really working tirelessly to get me into the royal family. How many times have you done this."
“Real talent is welcome wherever it is.”
Antis sighed, thought for a while and said: "Besides the privateering license, what other methods do you have that can help us deal with the Son of Gold?"
Roland rolled his eyes at him: "Do you think I can still talk nonsense?"
"Tsk, you're really not a friend enough." Antis muttered: "Will you come to my place for a drink after you finish your work?"
"It depends on the situation." Roland said casually, turned and left the small dark room.
Entering the royal city, Roland soon came to the gate of the Magic God Religion.
The Goddess of Magic also has a temple, but there are too few people who believe in her... After all, magicians are a rare profession, and many magicians have the arrogant mentality of "I may also become a god." This has resulted in very few believers in the Goddess of Magic.
Therefore, the temples of the Magic God Cult are generally only located in the royal cities of various countries, and it is enough to be symbolic.
The door of the temple was always open. Roland walked in and found a sacrificial altar under the huge statue of the goddess of magic. Behind it sat an elderly magician, reading a book seriously.
It seems that he heard the sound of Roland walking, or maybe he mentally sensed someone coming in. The old magician turned over a page of paper, without raising his head, and said slowly: "What's the matter? Young man, if it's just If you come to pray, go to the prayer room on the right. If you come to borrow money, please show your mental strength, and I will confirm your talent and see how much you are worth!"
Being a magician is a very expensive profession. If you don't have the specialty of "casting spells without materials", you will need materials to practice many magics.
This is a lot of money.
And buying spell models is also very expensive.
Therefore, the Magic God's Cult will provide loan services, test the borrower's qualifications, then provide matching money, sign a contract, and then allow the borrower to repay slowly.
The interest rate on the loan is not high, about 10% for five years, which is considered a very conscientious loan interest rate in this world.
Luo Lantong went to the sacrificial altar and said, "I'm here to sacrifice the spell model and certify new spells."
Um
The old magician suddenly raised his head and looked at Roland in surprise.
Judging from the level of magic in the country of Hollevin, it is a rare occurrence in a thousand years for a young magician to reach the master level. Generally, new magic is only considered after reaching the master level.
Moreover, many so-called 'new magic' are themselves big pits.
Just mess around with the magic model nodes and create a lot of weird magic that is specious and useless.
For example, the three-pronged fire line spell, which consumes ten times the mana and has half the power, has an effective range of one meter and can be cast continuously for one minute, which can barely boil a pot of water.
The 'Rainbow Bubble Confinement', which can instantly drain the mental power of an elite-level mage, then release a giant rainbow bubble, locking the enemy inside for about a second, and so on.
These magics are indeed new magics, but they are useless. After the goddess of magic takes them away, there will be no 'return' at all.
The old magician looked at Roland's age and felt that the latter might also be the type to 'join in the fun', so he pointed to the sacrificial altar and said: "Put the drawings of the spell model here, and then surround Ms. Mythra, the goddess of magic. Just name it ten times."
After finishing speaking, the old magician lowered his head and looked at his book again.
Roland placed the drawing on the sacrificial altar, and then silently recited the name of the goddess of magic ten times.
After he finished reciting the name, the scroll on the altar turned into white scattered light spots and disappeared into the air.
Roland waited for a while and sighed slightly when he saw no response.
If this happens, either this oil-making spell already has a similar one, or Mythra thinks this spell is not worthy of her feedback.
When the old magician heard Roland's sigh, he was not surprised. He just smiled slightly and praised his foresight in his heart.
Roland turned around and was about to leave.
At this moment, behind the two of them, the huge statue of the goddess suddenly emitted a light cyan light, and a strange barrier enveloped the entire church.
The blurred goddess statue seemed to come to life, looking at Roland with her eyes.
A spiritual power so huge that it makes one's heart tremble descended upon the temple.
The old magician had knelt down, his eyes were wild and his body was trembling.
Roland looked up into the eyes of the goddess of magic.
"It's a very interesting magic." A thick but gentle female voice sounded in the temple: "Young man, what are your thoughts on improving the 'Grease Technique' into this?"
The goddess has a beautiful voice!
Roland suddenly remembered what Shuke said before, the goddess of light has a beautiful voice.
Thinking back to the last time the Goddess of Life dragged him to the Kingdom of Life, her voice was also very nice.
"I think the life of magician apprentices in this world is too difficult. They are very talented, but the magician apprentices whose families are relatively poor have no means of making money in the early stage. Without money, they cannot learn magic, so they have to leave the magicians with hatred. road, I think this is too wasteful... "
Roland spent a few minutes expressing his thoughts.
"I understand." Mythra's voice seemed to be gentler: "What's your name?"
"Roland."
"I will name this spell 'Roland's Oil Making Technique' and use my divine power to spread it to all temples for all magicians to learn."
Roland breathed a sigh of relief. He improved the greasy technique just for this purpose.
"Your concept is very good, keep working hard, this is your reward."
Two green lights shot out from the eyes of the goddess statue and hit Roland directly on the head.
The speed was so fast that Roland didn't even have time to react.
Fortunately, these two beams did no harm and disappeared after two seconds.
Also disappearing was Mythra's huge divine spiritual power.
Roland looked at his system interface at this time.
'You are favored by the goddess of magic. '
Divine Favor (Mythra): Your health limit is increased by 20, and your mana limit is increased by 80. And if you are infected with the aura of the goddess Mystra, it will have a certain impact on your interpersonal relationships and power relationships.