To be honest, Roland didn't really want to escort the prisoner to the Space Magic Tower.
The two places are far apart... and the magic flying boat cannot be used.
Because using a magic flying boat costs a lot of money, it costs a lot of gold coins every time.
It is not cost-effective to use a flying boat to escort just one prisoner.
Use this money to buy magic materials, which is enough for the entire school's students to consume for a week.
In the absence of airship transportation, transporting prisoners on foot or riding camels would inevitably waste a lot of time.
For a person like Roland who has a strong sense of time, this is simply a waste of his life.
So he doesn't want to go.
But before Maroma came to the manor, she had already communicated with the Red Magic Tower as the dispatcher of the Space Magic Tower, saying that she needed someone to escort the prisoner.
This matter had been notified to the Elders Council of the Red Magic Tower a day ago, but the problem was that the Space Magician Tower did not name the specific person at that time, so the Great Elder did not know that Roland was needed to help escort the prisoners in the Space Magic Tower.
So when Malomasha proposed this opinion, Roland refused without hesitation.
"Sorry, I don't have that time." Roland waved his hand and said: "The Space Magic Tower is too far away from here. Even if we ride a camel to go straight, it will probably take about twenty days. We still haven't encountered any accidents or twists and turns. Next, if something happens, one month is just a conservative estimate."
Maromasha frowned: "But... our two magic towers have a pretty good relationship. Can't you help?"
"It's really a waste of time."
Roland shook his head and returned to the room.
Malomasha waited there for a while, then turned around and left the manor. She ran towards the elders' meeting hall.
Along the way, I saw a lot of obscene or lewd looks from people.
But Maromasha didn't get angry, she was used to it.
Even within the sphere of influence of the Space Magic Tower, it was not uncommon for her to look like this.
What's more, this is the red magic tower.
When Maromasha's request was placed on the Great Elder's desk, the Great Elder immediately became unhappy: "What does the Space Magic Tower mean? Let Roland escort the prisoner? They know that Roland is a genius, and time is of the essence for a genius. How important it is, haven’t they considered it?”
Elder Murphy next to him said with a smile: "If nothing else, they were not even willing to send out a flying boat to pick up people. I guess they didn't take the prisoner's matter to heart, but they asked Roland to go there by name. I No matter how I look at it, I feel like something is wrong.”
"I also feel that there is something fishy in it." The elder thought for a moment and said, "Ask that little cat girl who asked Roland to go out by name. If you check him, you can probably find out something."
"So we have to use spies in the space magic tower?" Murphy shrugged: "I'm just making a suggestion. It's up to you, the great elder, to decide how to do it. In addition, we have to ask Roland to escort the prisoner. How should I respond?”
"Well... let's just say that Roland was injured by the Black Angel during his last mission. The dark curse has not been eliminated and he is recuperating." The Great Elder sneered: "Anyway, we fought with the Black Angel and killed a legend. , many forces know about it. Using this matter as a reason, if it is true or false, they should not be able to find an excuse to question. At the same time, we sent other people to escort the fox prince and try not to let them catch any sore feet. "
Murphy nodded: "I understand, let's deal with this now."
Roland didn't know about the little intrigue between the Space Magic Tower and the Red Magic Tower.
Now he has teleported to the wetland city of Beta.
The reason why Roland came to this place again was because he received a chat from Beta's guild.
Said that a guild wanted to negotiate a big deal with him.
I want to buy 400 gold coins from Roland and exchange them with RMB.
Roland has been doing the business of selling gold.
The taxes from the Magic Tower and the gold coins from the sand sculpture have been hoarded for about a year, and now they are close to 800.
This is no small amount.
Roland plans to leave three to four hundred gold coins to purchase magic materials needed for magic experiments.
Other gold coins are converted into real RMB.
After all, we have to live in reality.
He had been selling in bulk before, selling a few gold coins every few days. Now that he has a big business, he naturally has to teleport back.
After teleporting to Wetland City, Roland looked at the towering city wall that had been formed and couldn't help but whistle.
After only a few days, a solid city wall about thirteen meters high has been erected.
The infrastructure capabilities of the players are indeed not limited.
He entered the city and found that the general construction layout of the city was already clear.
The roads in the city have begun to take shape. Which ones are commercial streets and which ones are traffic arteries? You can guess a lot by just looking at their width.
Roland found Beta in the very center of the city.
At this time, Beta was talking about something with a group of people. He saw Roland coming from the corner of his eye, and immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Brother Roland, come here, they are here."
Roland walked over and saw five people on the other side, wearing strange black leather armor. There was a faint flow of magic array light patterns on the leather armor. However, Roland used his mental power to sense it carefully, and found that these light patterns did not seem to be real. Magic circle in the sense.
The five people looked at Roland with bright eyes.
It seemed like I had seen something precious.
One of the players came out and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Roland, for traveling all the way here. It's inconvenient because there are so many people here. Can we go to a quieter place to talk."
"No problem." Roland nodded.
The other party is a big boss. He wants 400 gold coins at a time, which is nearly 7 million RMB.
When discussing business with the big boss, lower your attitude a little and don't be shabby.
The four of them walked to the city wall, because it was very remote and almost no one came here.
The player who just spoke is tall, thin and average-looking. He is obviously the same as Roland and does not have any attractive attributes.
"Boss Roland, the current market price of gold coins is 16,000 gold coins. Let's buy 400 gold coins at once. Can it be cheaper? For example, how about 15,000 gold coins?"
Roland clicked his tongue: "What's your name, boss? You cut off the price difference of 400,000 RRMB in one go. Isn't it a bit cruel?"
"Just call me Carrot." The boss said with a smile: "Business is business, of course, it has to be negotiated. We sincerely want to buy gold coins, and we will need 400 for export. It will be convenient for you, boss, to ship the goods and let you Save a lot of time. You should also let us save some costs."
Roland thought for a while and said: "Okay, then 15,000. You are really happy, so I will also be happy."
"Thank you, boss." Carrot froze, and his eyes began to wander. Although his pupils were moving all the time, he could hardly find where he was looking. Looking at this situation, it seemed that he was transferring money online. After a while, his His eyes focused on Roland again: "The money has been transferred to your forum account. Boss Roland, please confirm."
Roland went online to confirm that he had indeed received the money.
He took out four zipped sacks from the system backpack and handed them to the other party: "Count them."
Carrot waved his hand, and the four bags were put into his space backpack.
Then he said: "Brother Roland, we still have a small favor that we need your cooperation with!"
Having just completed a transaction, Roland was in a happy mood and said, "Please tell me if I can help."
"Can you please die once?"
While speaking, the five people on the opposite side dropped five magic scrolls.
The fifth-level space anchor opened in an instant, and nearly a hundred transparent space chains emerged from the void and were inserted tightly into the surrounding land, tightly locking the nearby space.
"What do you mean?"
Roland subconsciously took a step back and looked at the locked space around him.
If there were only two space anchor scrolls, Roland would try his best to escape with teleportation.
But five... is too much.
"That's what I just said." There was no proud expression on Carrot's face, nor any hatred or hatred. Instead, there was a faint apology: "Please let us kill you once."
Roland understood: "So this is a game against me. Use millions of RMB transactions to make me relax my vigilance and fall into your trap."
"You can't say that. Acquiring gold coins is what we want to do. Killing you is also what we want to do, but I think it is more convenient to do it together."
"Then, why do you want to kill me?" Roland secretly began to mobilize his mental power to prepare for a breakout, but he still wanted to get some information. With such a big trap being set up, he had to find out some useful information.
For example, is there someone who paid to kill someone
"We are spellbreakers." Carrot smiled: "We need an opportunity to show ourselves to all netizens. Otherwise, I think our professional training is meaningless. Ordinary mage players are very picky, and warlocks and Priests feel nothing when fighting. Their magic is too monotonous. After getting familiar with it once or twice, you can abuse them casually. NPC magicians cannot be killed casually, so only you, the strongest mage in the server, are worthy of our attack."
Sorry!
No matter how good Roland was, he still felt like a husky when he heard this.
Because it is a 'game', many players' behavior is in an unpredictable state.
It is cloudy and sunny, moody.
And Roland felt that the other party might have started a live broadcast.
His guess was indeed correct.
A live broadcast room named "Spell Breaker Kills Roland Online" was generated five minutes ago.
At this time, hundreds of thousands of netizens were waiting to watch the show.
'Here I go, it's a multi-million deal, I'm really willing to pay for it in order to kill Roland. '
'How would it be possible to lure Roland here otherwise? '
'They already need those gold coins, so they cannot be counted in the cost, and there is no cost! It can only be said that they are good at taking advantage of the surrounding environment and events. '
'No cost?' One space anchor scroll cost at least ten gold coins, and five of them cost at least fifty gold coins. In other words, just to trap Roland, they had spent nearly one million. This is not a big deal, so what is a big deal? '
'Spellbreaker! There were still five, and there was a super space anchor locking the space. Roland had no mobility, and he was dead. '
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