Not to mention the two noble mages involved, the seven mages watching the show in the main hall subconsciously felt their scalps go numb when they heard Roland's words.
If the exchange between Beta and the two noble mages was just arrogance and toughness, then Roland felt cold and arrogant.
Very proud and sarcastic.
It was like looking at two giant slugs.
It's disgusting to see.
Not to mention the two noble mages involved, even the seven magicians watching the show felt that Roland's expression was too much.
To actually look down upon two French nobles so much.
'Given to you'.
How high up does this person dare to reprimand two noble mages from France in such a condescending manner.
You know, France is the most powerful, richest, and most powerful country in magic (science) and technology in the human world.
The nobles of France are the real nobles, and the nobles of other countries are just small landowners in the countryside.
Even the kings of other countries are still country bumpkins in the eyes of the French nobles.
This is already a truth recognized by the human world and even the orc world.
There is no way, the country of France has been strong for hundreds of years, and it is completely the economic, artistic, cultural and military center of the human world. From the founding of the country to the present, it has never lost a war.
Even if there are occasional losses in small areas, the advantages will always be taken back on the big battlefield.
After hundreds of years of friction, the entire human world has almost acquiesced in France's status as the 'boss'.
But players don't.
After all, the real country where the players are located has been the boss for two to three thousand years. It was weak not long ago, but now it is ready to return to its peak.
The players are proud of themselves, the Kingdom of France is nothing.
Moreover, these two nobles would kill someone if they got some water on their bodies. They had no concept of the pricelessness of life.
In addition, Roland suffered a lot of anger in France some time ago, and now he is very unhappy when he sees these French nobles.
The two factors combined gave Roland a very bad impression of the two nobles.
Naturally, you won't be polite when speaking.
Roland was so arrogant that the two nobles were temporarily restrained. The one with wet robes asked with a sullen face, "Where are you from?"
Although Roland spoke in Holevan, and because communication was not hindered, the other party could understand him.
So... the other party can also hear that Roland is using the language of another country.
Hearing the other party ask such a silly question, Roland smiled: "Didn't you hear Beta call me 'brother'? Of course I can barely be considered a Hollevan."
When they heard that it was the small country of Huolaiwen again, the nobles around them were a little moved, but their expressions were more solemn.
Because they can feel that Roland's strength is very close to the master level.
The young man who spoke arrogantly just now came from a small and remote country like Huolaiwen, but he has already surpassed the elite, and the one in front of him is close to being a master.
Two people in a row, both so young and promising.
When will a small country be able to cultivate such powerful magic talents
Another noble mage said in a calm tone: "You are very talented. Don't you know that all magic towers, whether they are red, purple, colorless, etc... The masters in these magic holy places have at least one More than half of them are from France. How dare you, a small country like Hollevan, talk to us like this?"
Of the other seven magicians, four looked slightly unhappy and three looked in agreement.
The corner of Roland's mouth curled up slightly: "I don't know, and I don't care. Now I just want you to pick up the gold coins. Beta rewards you, so you have to carry on it properly."
Everyone felt a chill rushing from their nostrils to their heads.
Does this man have something to rely on, or is he still in a daze
The other party has actually darkened the red magic tower. With their backstage, this man actually dares to speak like this
So special.
This is not a magician, but a warrior wearing the skin of a mage.
The two noble mages did not dare to answer the conversation. Most mages, to put it nicely, are called rational, and to put it harshly, they know how to calculate the gains and losses. Especially mages from aristocratic backgrounds know how to consider the gains and losses.
They have already understood that the stupid green master from the small country in front of them is very angry, and even if the two of them join forces, they may not be able to defeat each other.
If he insists, the other party kills both of them in anger, and even if his relatives can avenge him, he will still die after all.
How unworthy!
So they didn't dare to stand up to Roland anymore, but after all, they were also nobles, and they were still nobles of France, so they still had to get the face they deserved.
They can express their attitude through silence.
I'm afraid of you and don't dare to stand up to you, but we won't give you soft words casually.
"It seems you are unwilling." Roland didn't bother to care about the unspoken rules of the aristocracy. He said slowly: "I'll say it again, pick it up, you have five seconds to think about it."
"five."
Roland began to cast a large amount of ice magic.
The white ice pattern took him as the center and quickly spread to the surroundings.
"Four."
In just one second, the entire floor of the hall had turned into a vast expanse of white.
Seeing the exaggerated situation, the seven magicians watching the show all changed their expressions. The ones closest to the door rushed outside, while the other three immediately ran to the window and jumped out in panic.
"three."
The white ice patterns were thickening and spreading upwards from the wall at a very fast speed. In less than half a second, the ceiling was covered with a layer of frost.
You can even hear the dense 'chirping' sound when it freezes.
Continuously.
The two noble mages were now pale and their legs were shaking slightly.
However, because magic robes are generally very loose, no one can see their embarrassment.
"two."
The ice on the ground was thickening, and the two noble mages did not dare to move. Under Roland's terrifying magic power, they were even in a daze.
The few magicians who escaped from the main hall were outside the dormitory building, watching the whole ice climb up quickly from the outer wall of the first floor. In half a second, they had climbed to the third floor without slowing down.
There was also a large amount of white air-conditioning spraying out from the door of the dormitory.
The ice even started at the door and spread slowly down the street.
The seven magicians were so frightened that they swallowed their saliva.
"one."
The ice layer in the main hall is thicker.
Roland's right hand began to slowly rise.
His action directly woke up the two noble mages.
As if they were having a nightmare, the two men fell to their knees on the ground and said almost at the same time: "Please wait, Your Excellency, we will pick it up immediately, pick it up immediately."
They lay on the ground and dug at the not too thick ice with their hands.
The gold coins are frozen under the ice, and you have to break the ice to find them.
The difficulty is much higher than before.
But they dared not say another word.
Roland clicked his tongue: "What a pity!"
When the two of them heard this, they trembled all over again.
Find gold coins faster.
Most noble mages have a common weakness.
I haven't experienced any hardships.
They have a lot of resources and are protected by their families, so their growth is very smooth and they encounter almost no setbacks.
Use a lot of family resources to increase the level.
To put it bluntly, they are flowers grown in a greenhouse with black fertilizer and good water.
But Roland was different... He was bitten to death by a spider before he left the Novice Village.
After that, he killed many people, died twice more, and saw big scenes several times.
In noble terms, Roland's hands were actually already covered in blood.
He didn't feel it himself, but among those who had never faced danger and blood, Roland was extremely murderous.
He also released a spiritual magic aura, with a terrifying 'butcher' look.
Besides, he really wanted to kill someone just now.
The murderous intention of the magician can be transformed into reality with the blessing of powerful spiritual power.
How could two dandy boys, who had grown up relying on family favors, dare to face a fierce tiger
Roland watched quietly as the two noble mages scratched the ice with their fingers. Their fingers began to break and bleed, and they did not dare to stop.
At this time, outside the dormitory, a middle-aged red-robed magician suddenly descended from the sky.
He saw that the entire dormitory building's exterior wall was covered in frost, and his expression couldn't help but change.
Then without saying a word, he opened his magic shield and rushed directly into the dormitory building.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw two noble mages running on the ground, frantically digging at the ice particles without any image, as if they were looking for something.
"Beard, Heinlis, what are you doing?"
The middle-aged magician looked quite unhappy.
Hearing his shout, the two noble mages were shocked. They looked at the middle-aged mage with aggrieved expressions, but still did not dare to stand up.
"Why don't you stand up and kneel on the ground?"
The two noble mages shook their heads vigorously, but still did not dare to move.
Their eyes secretly looked at Roland.
The middle-aged magician looked at Roland, who was standing in front of the two noble mages: "Is it your fault that they are like this?"
"Nothing." Roland turned around and smiled: "They were just helping me pick up the gold coins that fell on the ground."
The middle-aged magician's gaze swept across the entire main hall, looking at the layer of frost attached to the entire dormitory. Then his gaze returned to Roland. The expression on his face seemed to soften: "Young man, you are a magic student, right?" what name?"
"Roland."
Roland was ready to confront this middle-aged magician.
After all, this person seems to be a relative of these two noble mages.
But unexpectedly, the middle-aged magician's eyes lit up: "Wait, are you Roland, the Roland of oil and water creation?"
Roland nodded: "It should be me."
"Your oil-making technique is very interesting. It is improved from the grease-making technique, allowing magicians at the bottom to make a lot of money with magic. It is very original." The middle-aged magician walked up to Roland, very excited He said quietly, even dancing a little: "And your water-making technique is also unconstrained, and I can see that the nodes in the water-making technique are perfectly placed. Only eight nodes are used, but it is achieved with very little magic power. , open a very small space channel, and transport water from other places. Quite a creative idea. Come on, since you are a member of Ruby, our group of teachers heard that you are coming, and they all want to see you. After all, it has been more than a hundred years since there has been a spell named after the human creator."
He put his hands on Roland's shoulders: "First come with me to the laboratory in Zhongcheng District. There is a point that I don't quite understand. Come over and explain it to me."