When you appreciate a person, sometimes you even appreciate his shortcomings.
In the eyes of the great elder, Roland's behavior is a concrete manifestation of reason and pragmatism.
Of course, if other students do this, they may be negatively evaluated as being fickle, not stable enough, or not firm enough in their beliefs.
After coming out of the council hall, Roland returned to the manor and saw the black cat and the white cat sitting in the manor, drinking afternoon tea.
From a distance, I heard the black cat saying: "Marilyn, you have to remember that scented tea and fruit wine cannot be mixed. There is no problem in drinking it in private among friends, but if it is in a serious situation, it will be judged by others. It’s a shame, this is a rule passed down from humans.”
"Why do we cats have to follow human rules when doing things?"
"Maybe it's because they represent civilization?" Black Cat hesitated and said.
This world is very interesting.
Humans worship the elves, while the orcs admire the human world culturally.
And the elves... They amuse themselves on the surface, and no one can look down upon them.
But in essence, they really like hanging out with humans.
Roland entered the manor and two catwomen discovered him.
Marilyn ran over and trotted around Roland, her white tail raised high. She asked excitedly: "Master, master, how are you? Are you going to play somewhere else with the black cat? Can you take me with you?"
The black cat also came over and looked at Roland expectantly.
"Yes, the Space Magic Tower is very sincere. I was very touched, so I accepted this mission." Roland said with a smile: "So Ms. Malomasa, when do you plan 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 want to go too, and I want to go with you."
"There will be danger."
"I'm not afraid." Marilyn put her hands on her hips and said with her head held high and her flat chest raised: "I'm good at running away, and most people can't catch me."
Indeed.
Even Roland would have had a hard time catching this slippery little thing without preparation.
The invisibility spell speeds up movement. Without the assistance of true vision, it would be too difficult to pinpoint the direction of her escape.
The black cat also nodded.
She has the right to speak and comment on Marilyn's escape skills.
A few days ago, she tried her best to teleport to the point where her mental power was almost at the bottom, but she still couldn't catch Marilyn.
And the other party seemed to be doing it with ease.
Roland thought for a while and felt that Marilyn did have a strong ability to protect herself.
It would also be good to take her out to see the world.
So he said: "Then prepare the things you need to take when you go out. After breakfast tomorrow morning, we will set off."
"Long live the master." Mary Lian rushed over and hugged Roland, then ran to her small house.
The black cat looked at the excited Marilyn, then turned to look at Roland and said: "Sir Roland, if... I mean if, Marilyn goes to the Space Magic Tower and sees her people and is willing to stay, are you willing to let go?" people?"
"I will decide whether to let her go or not after examining her future living environment."
Maromasha was very confused. Roland's responsible attitude was indeed very good.
But if the responsible thing has to do with yourself, it's quite awkward.
After Roland casually said a few words to her, he left and returned to the stone building to conduct magic experiments.
The next morning, after Roland and the other three had breakfast, they were ready to set off.
Catwoman Marilyn placed a large package in front of Roland, which was taller than her body, and looked at him longingly.
The black cat looked on in confusion. Marilyn was so naughty that she actually asked Roland, the master, to help her carry things.
But then Roland stretched out his hand and the big package turned into a stream of light and sank into Roland's palm.
The black cat jumped up in fright: "You have so much space in your pocket?"
Generally speaking, anyone who is proficient in space magic can open up an alien space for themselves to store things. However, depending on the strength, the portable space opened up may be large or small.
Generally, it is between hundreds of cubic centimeters to tens of thousands of cubic centimeters.
A small space is used to store small but important or valuable things.
If there is tens of thousands of cubic centimeters of portable space, in addition to some important small objects, you can also put down some water and dry food for emergencies.
Black Cat's space magic is very good. She can open up more than 20,000 cubic centimeters of portable space. In addition to some jewelry for her daughter's home, she also stores some clean water and two pieces of light underwear.
As for other things for long-distance travel, I naturally carry them on my back.
A backpack about the same height as her body was slung on her back.
It contains many things needed for long journeys.
For example, outdoor tents, large cold-proof clothing, flint and other things.
She originally thought that her attainments in space magic were relatively strong among her peers.
But the other party's move of directly storing all the packages, and the fact that Roland didn't have any packages on him at this time, must have been stored in the portable space.
She couldn't help but ask: "How much space do you have in your pocket?"
Roland replied casually: "8 cubic meters!"
The black cat was immediately confused.
One cubic meter is one million cubic centimeters, and her carry-on space is just over 20,000 cubic centimeters. Roland's carry-on space is about four hundred times that of hers.
How can this be!
Roland saw the black cat frozen on the spot and asked, "Do you want me to help you get the backpack you are carrying?"
The black cat looked at him with a confused look, and after a while, he bit his lip gently and nodded. She watched blankly as Roland put away his big backpack, and then followed Roland in a daze to the prison in the Red Magic Tower. She showed the documents to the warden and presented the fox-man prince who was quite depressed.
With his hands bound by purple magic handcuffs, the fox man couldn't help but sneered when he saw the black cat: "The magic tower actually sent you here. They are asking you to die. Maroma, you have confidence." Take me back to the Space Magic Tower?"
Hearing the words of the fox-man prince, the black cat Malomasha woke up from her confusion. She sneered: "Don't worry, I am really not sure on my own, but Mr. Roland will escort you with me. Do you think you can escape?"
The fox-man prince turned to look at Roland and said, "Roland, aren't you not tempted by money?"
"Then it depends on who pays you." Roland said with a smile: "You are a wanted fox prince. No matter how much you give me, I won't have any future with it. But the Space Magic Tower is different. The reward it gives , it’s clean, I don’t have a problem taking it out and using it anytime.”
snort! The fox-man prince snorted coldly: "The result is not greed for money!"
Roland shrugged, saying it doesn't matter what you say.
At this time, Marilyn, who was watching the show, couldn't help but said: "Master, this fox is so annoying. Can I scratch his face with my paws?"
"Forget it, don't dirty your hands."
As Roland spoke, he raised his fingers, and the fox man began to move forward uncontrollably, as if he was being pulled by someone.
This is the use of magic handcuffs... As long as you have the mental power of a student, you can link to the magic handcuffs, and then use your mental power to pull the opponent forward.
The effect is very good. Even if the opponent is a strong orc, under the influence of the magic handcuffs, he will involuntarily act according to the controller's ideas.
Roland went to the market and bought four camels and a simple map.
Then the four people left the red magic tower.
The four of them were all wearing black robes for sun protection and riding camels forward slowly.
Marilyn was the most excited. She laughed weirdly all the way, jumping off the camel from time to time, running around in a circle, and then sitting on the camel again.
There was obviously nothing but yellow sand in the desert, but she was still very happy.
Generally speaking, if you want to travel in the desert, you must use an oasis as a stop, go around left and right, and replenish enough drinking water and dry food at any time before you can continue moving forward.
Moreover, the oasis can also give travelers more safety and protection at night.
But Roland didn't need to... The path he chose was straight, after all, the two points and one line were the closest.
He has the ability to create water, so he doesn't need to go to the oasis to replenish fresh water.
He has a large space system backpack with a lot of dry food, enough for four people for half a year, and he doesn't need to replenish it.
And at night... just turn fossils into mud, turn mud into stone, and build a small square temporary building with just a snap of your fingers.
No matter how severe the sandstorm is, it cannot submerge the rocky building with only a few ventilation holes, no doors and windows, and a height of more than ten meters. Moreover, this building can be raised higher 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.
She leaned against the corner, looking at the fox man not far away who was also resting with his eyes closed, and then looked at Roland who kept his eyes open in a daze, not knowing where his mind was going, and she felt an indescribable sense of comfort and peace of mind.
In the past ten days, because they took a straight path, they did not meet any outsiders on the road.
At most they are desert beasts.
For example, there are large sand scorpions, black and white ring-necked vipers, and the like.
But they were all played to death by Marilyn, a very curious cat, and then turned into dry food.
"It would be great if I could always return to the Space Magic Tower like this." Black Cat Maromasha couldn't help but mutter.
At this time, Marilyn jumped out and said unhappily: "That's too boring. I'm so bored along the way. It would be great if something happened."
Maybe Marilyn Scout's intuition is too strong, or maybe her mouth has the property of bringing bad luck.
At noon the next day, something really happened to them.
As the four people continued to move forward on their camels, a hot wind came from the northwest, just to the left of their path.
Roland didn't feel anything.
But the black cat, white cat, and the fox man all looked to the northwest at the same time.
Roland happened to be right behind the black cat. Seeing her solemn expression, and the other two looking the same when he saw her, he asked, "Is there something wrong over there?"
"The smell of blood, a very strong smell of blood." A look of intolerance appeared on Maromasha's face: "At least fifty-three different smells, they should be human."
"It's seventy-three types." The fox-man prince said calmly.
The sense of smell of fox people is stronger than that of cat people, especially in distinguishing subtle changes.
Roland also cast his gaze there, then he looked back and focused on his system taskbar.
Special Mission Detected: Cleansing the Oasis (Legendary).