The city of Mortasos seems to have changed, but it seems that it has not changed.
Yesterday, large-scale armed fighting took place in several locations in the city, but it ended quickly.
There were a few soldier casualties, but no civilians were affected or died.
The battle was conducted with considerable restraint.
It is said that the leaders of all the armies in the city have been changed.
This should be a big deal.
But the actual momentum generated was extremely small.
This doesn't make sense.
At other times, such an exaggerated change of leadership among the top military officials would not have resulted in numerous casualties and affected a large number of civilians.
This time it was so fast that many nobles in the city did not react at all, and the matter was settled.
The businessmen's eyes were about to fall off.
Even with their intelligence network, they couldn't figure out what was going on.
It wasn't until a few of the Chamber of Commerce bosses who were 'invited' to the city lord's palace and then released, and the weak-bodied Chamber of Commerce bosses spoke out, that the prominent figures in the city vaguely knew something.
It seems that a temporary lord came and had a conflict with the previous army leaders such as Judson.
In less than three hours, these people were replaced.
Now they are all captured in the city lord's mansion.
After hearing this, the nobles and businessmen couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
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 this idea, the big shots in the whole city started to move.
Visit each other and ask who knows the affairs of the new lord.
As a result, the more I walked around, the more surprised I became. What is the background of this new temporary lord? Why is there no information about him at all
At this time, Roland had arrived in the basement of the City Lord's Mansion.
There is no intention to hide the entrance to the basement, but three large stone doors are set up at the entrance stairway to prevent outsiders from entering casually.
Then he began to use magic to dig a circular hole with a radius of one hundred meters in the basement.
This hollow earth wall was completely transformed into extremely hard rock walls by turning mud into stone.
A pure circle has a strong load-bearing capacity, not to mention the walls that are reinforced with magic. Therefore, even if a 100-meter hole is opened underground in the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord's Mansion on the ground will not sink or even be rebuilt. There are multiple city lords' mansions on it, so there is no problem.
It took Roland nearly six days to open up this hole.
When he walked out of the basement, the housekeeper immediately greeted him.
"Sir Roland, you have finally come out. All the nobles in the city plan to hold a banquet together. Everything is ready and waiting for you to come out. The banquet will be held at the Buck Chamber of Commerce Square in the city. It is very spacious. It can accommodate thousands of people." The steward handed over a very beautiful gold invitation: "They hope that you can attend, your Excellency, and they hope to be able to help you."
"It won't be the Hongmen Banquet."
There is no word "Hongmen Banquet" in this world, but the spell of 'Language Understanding' automatically transforms this word into a sentence with the same meaning.
The housekeeper shook his head vigorously: "No, absolutely not, they wouldn't dare."
Roland thought for a moment, took the invitation, and said, "Let's do it in the evening. I'll be there in the evening."
The housekeeper breathed 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 would come out of the basement.
These people did not dare to urge people themselves, so they could only hope that the housekeeper would invite Roland out.
But how could the butler dare? He had no idea what kind of character and temper the new temporary lord had. What if he hated being disturbed when he was studying magic and turned people into animals when he was angry? Or burn him to death directly. Wouldn't that be an unjust death for him
He didn't dare to go to Roland, but the nobles wanted him to go.
Whether the housekeeper is powerful, whether he has style and intimidation outside, depends on the status and strength of the master.
The temporary lord seemed capable, but the housekeeper did not dare to borrow Roland's background for the time being, so he could only resist the expectations of all the nobles in the city and the pressure brought by these expectations.
Fortunately, Roland is out now.
After waiting a few more days, the housekeeper felt that he might be so depressed that he would commit suicide.
Roland took a shower and stayed underground for several days. Although he didn't sweat much, he was not a god. He would still sweat after all, and his body would inevitably have a sour smell.
After taking a shower, he closed his eyes and rested for a while. Of course he lived in the client's house. The master bedroom of the eldest princess Stephanie was full of feminine furniture and decorations, and he was not used to it.
It took nearly an hour for the magic power in his body to recover, and it was already dusk.
Roland went downstairs, got on the carriage that the butler had prepared, and wandered to the banquet venue.
There were already many luxurious carriages parked there, and the venue was tightly protected by soldiers sent by Fauci. There were about 400 soldiers surrounding the banquet.
As soon as Roland got down, the sharp-eyed Fauci saw it, and he shouted directly: "The Lord of the City is here, everyone is silent."
The noisy voice stopped immediately, and nearly a thousand well-dressed gentlemen and ladies turned their heads to look over.
A pair of eyes were full of curiosity, surprise, and even faint hostility.
Roland waved to them and walked calmly along the stone path to the center of the venue.
The crowd parted like waves, and Roland came to the center of the venue. There was a small high platform here. He could stand on it by just stepping up and overlook every corner of the square.
There were many soldiers standing around the small white stone platform.
Fauci is among them.
Roland hesitated for a while, but finally stood up.
Faces looked up at him. In the intertwined darkness and candlelight, they seemed like masks on the stage of life, with various expressions and expressions.
"I am a magician. I don't like to talk too much nonsense. Time is quite valuable to me." Roland scanned the square and continued: "You invite me here, welcome me, and help me clean up my dust, but I I’m not happy, and of course I’m not angry, I just feel a little annoyed because I don’t like wasting time.”
People were surprised. After a few seconds of silence, a low discussion finally broke out.
It's just that there are still too many such sounds, and they mix together like the sound of rushing tide.
"There are more than a thousand people. I think everyone who can be called by name is here. This is good. Now I will tell you what I think." Roland used a loudspeaker for himself to drown out the noisy crowd. The discussion subsided: "I have no intention of changing the rules of this city, nor do I want to change the division of forces. As for the replacement of the army a few days ago, it is actually because they are unwilling to admit that I am a temporary lord and want to drive me away. I am easy to talk to. It doesn’t mean that I will stand around and be bullied.”
The guests listened carefully.
"As long as no one messes with me, and I naturally won't mess with other people, it's that simple." Roland clapped his hands: "Okay, now that I'm here and everything has been said, it's time to leave. Next. You are free to do as you like, all the expenses for this banquet will be charged to me, and the organizer of tomorrow’s banquet will bring the bill to the City Lord’s Mansion to ask for money from me.”
Hearing that Roland was leaving immediately, a group of guests were shocked.
The protagonist has to leave immediately after arriving. What kind of operation is this
Before they could react, Roland activated the teleportation technique, appeared directly outside the square, and then got into his carriage.
After Roland left, the surprised guests realized what was going on.
Then everyone screamed in disbelief.
Together, the sounds were like the sound of steam suddenly boiling out of a pressure cooker.
Returning to the City Lord's Mansion, Roland went straight down to the underground space. After putting down the three stone gates, he floated to the bottom and put on a full set of magic recovery equipment. He also had a small round shield given by the angel Nia on his arm.
This small buckler can provide a maximum magic limit and a small amount of magic recovery speed.
Then Roland began to condense his own magic power and let it appear in his hands.
Under normal circumstances, pure magic elements have no color.
But when they gather together and the concentration reaches a certain level, a transparent solid will be formed.
This process took Roland nearly a minute.
There was a ball in his hand that was white and as transparent as glass.
It looks fragile...and is actually very fragile, but when it explodes, its power will be quite amazing.
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 throwing the magic energy ball in his hand, it felt very light and bright... Roland looked at his 'blue bar' and saw that one-seventh of the magic energy was gone.
It doesn't sound like much, only one-seventh, but let's be clear, Roland now has a full set of magic power limit increase and magic recovery equipment.
He has full intelligence growth bonus points, two pieces of epic equipment plus a magic power limit, a divine familiar effect bonus, and a title bonus. The magic power limit is already more than five times that of a normal equivalent magician.
This transparent energy mass cannot be removed even if a magician compresses all the magic power in his body.
The magic square brick is a further compression of the energy group.
Roland closed his eyes again, radiated all his mental power, split it into threads, wrapped them around the energy group, densely, and finally completely wrapped the magic energy group.
The mental power began to contract hard, squeezing the energy ball hard, squeezing it desperately.
The energy ball in the palm became smaller and smaller, making a strange squeaking sound.
As the volume changes, the color of the energy group also slowly changes.
Light blue, ocean 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.
Once you reach this point, you will have the 'Magic Cube'.
It's just that Roland's craftsmanship is not good, so he didn't make it into a brick shape, but made it into a circle.
And it's still small.