Roland had already anticipated that he might be blocked.
Although the contact time with that Martin was extremely short, judging from his words and actions, he did not seem to be a very rule-abiding person.
It just so happened that the other party was the current leader of the Warriors Guild.
So Roland was not surprised at all. He just looked at the legendary warrior on the other side, a middle-aged man with a rather honest face, and wondered whether he should do it in the street.
Roland always likes to strike first.
But considering the relationship between the red name, Roland really couldn't take the initiative to attack without the other party showing any hostility.
But his eyes were full of aggression.
Subconsciously look at other people's vital points.
For example: throat, temples, heart and other vulnerable parts.
Such a look, in the eyes of those who have experienced battles for a long time, actually means 'murderous intent'.
Several warriors frowned slightly and backed away. The legendary warrior took a step forward and said with a wry smile: "Friends, don't be impulsive. We don't mean any harm."
no offence
Roland looked at the dozen or so warriors blocking him in front and behind him. It seemed like this battle was all about bad intentions.
"We just have this habit subconsciously."
The legendary warrior gave a wry smile. He waved his hand and blocked the people in front and behind Roland and walked aside.
Moreover, the expressions of these soldiers were all embarrassed, and they looked very embarrassed.
The legendary warrior smiled and said, "Now you can believe in our sincerity."
Roland nodded.
Well, the warriors do have some strange habits.
Roland followed the legendary warrior around the city, and finally came to a relatively remote small manor.
After entering the manor, the door was immediately closed.
Tables, chairs, fruits and wine have been prepared in the garden.
Several master-level warriors sat aside, while the legendary warrior sat on the main seat first, and then he stretched out his hand to ask Roland to sit down.
After Roland sat down, he said: "I invite you to come here this time. I actually want to discuss something with you."
"Please tell me." Roland took a sip of the fruit wine on the table, and he happened to be a little thirsty.
"Before I talk about it, I have to introduce myself first." The legendary warrior smiled and said, "I am the vice-president of the Warriors Guild, Grantham."
Roland nodded to show that he was listening.
"I know that President Martin of our guild met with you not long ago." The legendary warrior smiled and said, "And I also know that you seem to have some conflicts."
"So, you want to help your president regain his position?" Roland asked curiously.
Grantham waved his hands repeatedly: "How is this possible? Mr. Roland, unlike Martin, I know you quite well."
"Oh?" Roland raised his eyebrows.
"The strongest mage among the Golden Sons, immortal, and the one that the Red Magic Tower will focus on cultivating in the future. And your woman, the Queen of Hollevin, is a legendary great swordsman." Grantham smiled: " I don’t know if this information is correct.”
Roland put down his glass: "Both are correct. Your president Martin doesn't know my information at all, but you do. In other words, you didn't upload the important information at all... I understand, it's not that Martin and I have a conflict, but It’s you and Martin who have a conflict.”
Grantham was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "As expected of a magician, his head turns very fast. Yes, the Warriors Guild is now mainly divided into two factions, the inheritance faction and the election faction. Old Martin gave him the position of president. My son, Little Martin, it would be okay if Little Martin was very capable, but he is just a nuisance. Not to mention his ability to manage the guild, he can’t even manage his own manor.”
"So you want to replace him?" Roland cupped the wine glass in his hand.
He had no idea that he would be involved in such a power seizure.
But it can't be said that he was involved. He could leave at any time, and he knew how to do space magic.
"Yes, the Warriors Guild should be filled by more capable people, such as Vice President Biqier." Grantham paused and said, "He is capable and more prestigious. He is the one who can The leader who will lead our Warrior Guild into the future.”
"I thought you would say that you are more suitable." Roland was a little surprised: "You are the vice president, and there is another vice president. How many vice presidents does your guild have?"
"Four."
"The power is divided very much."
Roland probably understood the purpose of establishing four vice-presidents.
It is nothing more than decentralization and preventing too much concentration of power other than one's own.
People all have selfish desires, and as long as they have a little bit of power in their hands, they are reluctant to give it up. And as long as there is power and benefit, there will be disagreement.
In this way, the four vice presidents restrain each other and it is difficult to shake the status of the president.
Grantham smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency is a sensible person. Now the four vice presidents are divided into two factions, two on each side. Our electoral faction does not have an advantage. At most, we are evenly matched."
"Very interesting internal form." Roland still felt strange: "But what does this have to do with me?"
"I hope you can help us oust Martin from the throne of president." Grantham smiled slightly, as if he was just making common sense when he said these words.
"Can't help, sorry, farewell."
After three consecutive rounds of proficiency, Roland stood up and was about to leave.
Why would he get involved in other people's affairs
Besides, Roland didn't trust Grantham, and he only believed half of what the other person said.
"Wait!" Grantham stood up anxiously: "Of course it does matter. As long as you help us, we are willing to give you a lot of rare magic materials."
"Rare?" Roland smiled: "How rare can it be? Can you still give me a hundred pounds of meteorite ore?"
Meteorite is one of the top magic materials. It can replace many important spellcasting materials and can even be used as a catalyst for some alchemical potions.
For Roland, this thing is still a magic material that must be used in the floating city's foundation magic array.
It must be at least sixty pounds.
Then the meteorite mine that has been discovered in the entire Holevin weighs about fifty kilograms.
The sales price is extremely high. Roland’s magic tower in Delbon City took a long time to receive only about a pound.
So he has the idea of going to the Demon Realm to mine. He heard that there are more such mines in the Demon Realm.
"Yes!" Grantham stared into Roland's eyes and showed a rather touching smile: "The meteorite ore is indeed very expensive, but for a hundred pounds, our Warrior Guild can still afford it."
What a rich organization! And I didn't expect that the Warriors Guild would collect so many meteorite mines.
Roland felt extremely sad.
I thought I had made Holevin's Magic Tower quite wealthy, but after comparison, it was brutally destroyed.
One hundred kilograms of meteorite ore, at the current market price, can buy three magic towers in Delbon City.
"Even if there is, you may not be willing to give me a hundred pounds of meteorite ore." Roland shook his head helplessly.
"As long as Vice-President Biqier becomes the president, this hundred kilograms of meteorite can be transferred to you immediately."
Roland looked into the other person's eyes: "Do you know what this hundred kilograms of meteorite ore means? So generous? I can't believe this is true. Could it be a trap for me?"
Roland never believed in pie in the sky.
Even if you drop it, you have to pay a price to pick it up.
Grantham shook his head: "We are not arrogant enough to deceive and harm a golden son. You will not die. As long as you discover the truth, I dare to say that those who have harmed you will definitely be punished. You hunt like crazy."
"Haha, it's true." Roland looked into the other person's eyes: "So, how can I cooperate with you."
Roland really didn't want to get involved in other people's family affairs, but that guy Martin didn't look like a good person at first glance, and based on Roland's experience, a person like Martin with a cowardly attitude would definitely find a way to get revenge afterward.
Instead of waiting for others to come knocking, it is better to take the initiative and attack first.
Roland would not say that he was fascinated by the reward of one hundred kilograms of meteorite.
I didn't want to agree, but the other party gave me too much.
Grantham was very happy to hear that Roland agreed.
He believed that no magician could withstand the explosion of a large amount of meteorite.
"Actually, it's not difficult for you to cooperate."
Although Grantham was already in his manor, he still looked around to see if anyone was eavesdropping.
This is just a habitual action of many people. As long as they are talking about business, they will subconsciously look around.
I don’t want what I’m talking about to be leaked.
Grantham told Roland about his plan. After about ten minutes, Roland gave a thumbs up: "Your plan is very operational."
Grantham shook his head: "It's just so-so. The main reason is that we have waited too long for this opportunity."
Roland stood up and said, "See you tonight."
"See you in the evening." Grantham also stood up and sent Roland out of the manor.
At night, Roland sat on the carriage of the eldest princess Stephanie, and the two of them arrived at the gate of the Songfenglin Manor in Beixiao.
There was a row of carriages parked on the side of the doorway.
Every carriage carries a low-key luxury.
In the garden behind the door, there were already many gentlemen and ladies standing on the grass, divided into several small groups in twos and threes.
When Roland and Stephanie walked out of the stable, many people were shocked.
Because Stephanie was known to be a very clean person, even though her husband was dead, she had never been seen attending such a messy banquet.
And Martin is a very seductress, so the banquets he held all had that flavor.
Especially in the dark time after the banquet, the gameplay of whoever is caught is the winner is even more dirty.
No one had ever thought that the eldest princess would appear in such a place.
Also brought a pretty boy.
Some sharp-eyed gamers noticed that the eldest princess Stephanie looked quite happy.
Has the princess figured it out
Some young aristocratic people who longed for beauty were ecstatic.
In fact, Stephanie was indeed quite happy, and Roland paid ten more bottles of dragon meat reagent to ask Stephanie to help him put on a play.
Ten bottles of dragon meat reagent is another huge sum of money.
How can you not be happy