Roland does not consider himself to be Prime Minister Cao's spiritual successor, nor does he like wives.
It's just that the Andonara he likes happens to be a wife.
Seeing Roland's extremely unhappy expression, the young noble was stunned for a moment, and he said cautiously: "I'm sorry, these things really shouldn't be said in public. Where do you live now, I will visit you in the evening."
He wanted to have a good relationship with Roland.
Because according to family information, the eldest princess Stephanie has a very good relationship with this man, and they are suspected of having an affair.
He had read the report. The eldest princess's dead husband was resurrected and wanted to take revenge on the eldest princess. It seemed that Roland had killed him.
The eldest princess is both a widow and a wife.
The queen is a wife.
Therefore, the young nobleman did not doubt that Roland was a wife accuser.
He thought it was because he broke Roland's hobby that he made him unhappy.
In the country of France, there is no discrimination against married women, but the golden son may have his own customs.
As a result, Roland's face turned even darker when he heard this.
If Roland hadn't had a more upright outlook, he would have slapped the young noble until his teeth were rotten.
Roland snorted and turned around to leave.
The young nobleman was left feeling depressed, and he also knew that he seemed to have stepped on a thunderbolt.
Many of the surrounding players heard their conversation, and all of them laughed happily.
Watching the boss make a fool of himself...and then gloating about his misfortune, this is life.
The entire vicinity of the portal was filled with happy air.
In the next few days, Roland stayed near the portal, firstly to take care of this group of uneasy French nobles.
Another reason is to wait for the army of the Light Cult to come over. If there is any friction, help Shuke deal with it.
No one wants to get into trouble, but most of the time, things always turn out to be bad.
This is still a theory studied by a certain guy, although whether it is correct or not is another matter.
Roland wanted to spend this period of time peacefully, but things kept coming one after another.
First there was friction between the French nobles and the local army in Sicily.
Of course they didn't dare to mess with the seemingly powerful Golden Son at first, but as young people, of course they had to have fun.
At first, they honestly looked for prostitutes, but then those workers with mediocre quality could not meet their requirements. As a result, this group of people reached out to women from good families in the city of Sicily.
Sweet words and financial inducements are not enough to break through the bottom line.
Things that were forced upon me gradually began to happen.
It caused considerable public outrage in the city of Sicily.
To deal with this kind of thing, Roland would directly break the opponent's feet and then throw them in front of the victim, asking them to apologize and pay compensation.
At this time, the relationship between Roland and this group of François fell to a freezing point.
But Roland didn't care. As long as someone dared to do this, he would break their legs and ask them to apologize.
At the beginning, Roland was alone, and France's young soldiers dared to resist and scold Roland angrily, but then Brazil, Li Lin and other F6 members came to help, and these people restrained themselves.
Later, more players supported Roland and formed a picket of about a hundred people. Under the high-pressure order, the hostility of this group of young men broke out and they gathered directly to give the picket a good look.
Of course the players didn't give in. They defeated all the more than 2,000 young master soldiers in one fell swoop.
They were beaten so hard that they didn't even dare to let go of a fart.
It was really hard to win. None of the players used real weapons. They all used sticks or training tools. They knocked down more than two thousand young master soldiers with unopened iron swords and wooden swords.
The scene was filled with blood and a large number of people were seriously injured.
But no one really died.
After that, nothing happened to Roland.
There are about twenty people in this picket team who have a particularly distinctive temperament.
They walk upright and sit upright.
When standing, the whole person is as straight as a pine, and the hands will subconsciously turn their palms inward, close to the center line of the pants.
Their leader's speech is particularly stylish. He starts by saying "everything is available" and ends with "disband on the spot". There are some interesting terms interspersed in the middle, such as "difficulty and simplicity" and "correct thinking". Category.
Every time they see this group of people, the expressions of other players will become very subtle.
Then this group of people took over the management of these two thousand young master soldiers.
Each man led more than a hundred people to garrison near the city of Sicily.
After they asked mage players to build some simple bungalows, they got up early and came home late to take the young soldiers to exercise.
What about morning running with weights? Practice rowing in the morning and walking in the afternoon.
In the evening, there will be ideological and moral education courses.
If there are young soldiers who are unwilling to do it, they will first talk and teach them calmly. If they don't listen again, they will start throwing white gloves and fight with the opponent until the opponent surrenders.
Although all the players understood this, no one said anything.
After all...all my friends who have gone to college have been trained by this kind of people.
It’s just that there is no corporal punishment process.
If someone is willing to take care of the young master's soldiers, Roland will really feel more relaxed.
Not long after, batches of guards from the Temple of Light were mobilized, and three paladins followed.
Among them was Dinah, whom Roland knew.
When she saw Roland, she found an opportunity and came over to ask, "Well... how is Beta doing now?"
The girl paladin's expression was quite shy.
"Pretty good." Roland smiled and said, "Would you like me to help you open a teleportation array?"
She shook her head: "I'm just asking if he is okay."
Then she waved goodbye to Roland and followed the large army into the demon world portal.
It seems that there should be nothing wrong with him.
Roland was considering whether he should go to the front line of the demon world and continue to build his reputation, or whether he should study magic first!
For example, if you improve the black cloud flying technique, make the cloud area larger, and carry dozens or even hundreds of people at a time, wouldn't it be a simple aircraft
In that case, the beheading plan would come in handy.
Moreover, it is extremely maneuverable. If you bring a team with particularly strong combat effectiveness, such as the girls from the Phoenix Guild, and fly around to harass and kill demons, you will definitely gain reputation very quickly.
It’s exciting to think about it.
So I decided to improve magic.
After all, sharpening the knife is the best way to chop firewood.
Just when Roland wanted to teleport back to Delbon City, the leader of the picket came to the door.
"Hello, Comrade Roland." This man had a Chinese character on his face and a very calm temperament: "I am Paul, the president of the Red Sun Guild."
"Paul Korchagin?" Roland asked subconsciously.
"That's Paul." He smiled happily, with a sense of honesty: "We have something we would like to ask you to help with."
Roland made a gesture: "Please speak."
"There are more than 700 people in our guild..."
Hearing this, Roland almost wanted to whistle.
Currently, the guild with the largest number of people should be the Phoenix Guild.
In addition to the core members of the more than 100 elf summoner girls who are close to masters or already masters, they also have nearly 300 peripheral members.
Also summoners.
It's just that there are not many girls who love fighting and leveling up. These 300-plus girls prefer to travel around, or are simply life-long players with the Summoner profession.
Everyone has different ideas about how to play games, so you can’t force it.
Then Roland didn't expect that there were actually more than 700 guilds here. They were so well hidden. If they hadn't come out on their own, not many people would have known about it.
But considering the other person’s background, it seems quite normal.
Paul continued: "We currently only have two major professional groups: warriors and archers. Of course, there are also some logistics occupations, which can be said to be seriously biased. Pure physical attacks make our offensive and defensive methods quite lacking."
"No caster?"
Paul shook his head.
Roland was stunned for a moment: "Is there a warlock?"
Paul continued to shake his head.
"Where's the priest?"
"We are materialists, and we have our own beliefs." Paul smiled helplessly.
To become a priest, you have to believe in a certain god.
Roland understood what the other party was thinking: "So you came to me because you want me to help you train mages?"
"Yes." Paul nodded: "Actually, we can work as a warlock, but we are not used to the magic involved. Whether it is a devil's contract or many special chaos magics, we can't use it. "
This is normal.
The professional characteristics of warlocks make their alignment biased, preferably neutral and chaotic.
But the group of people in front of me are probably all orderly and kind.
A job warlock can do it, but the power of a mage may be greatly reduced.
Moreover, there is no way to contract with the devil, and the combat power is less than half of that of a normal warlock.
As for the pastor, they really don't have to think about it.
Therefore, mages who do not suffer from any camp restrictions have become their only choice as a spellcaster profession.
"Okay, I can do this." Roland nodded: "My magic tower can accept another hundred or so apprentices."
"Thank you." Paul didn't expect Roland to be so talkative: "We don't need a hundred places, more than twenty will be enough. By the way, how much is your tuition."
"It's free for you!" Roland said lightly.
He is about to have a lot of money now, and raising more than 20 apprentices is not a problem at all.
Paul shook his head: "This is not okay. We cannot let the masses suffer. This is a disciplinary issue."
Roland thought for a while and said, "Okay, you can just give me any number."
Paul smiled and said: "In three days, our people will go to Delbon City to report to you."
"Then I'll go back and prepare."
"Okay, thank you." Paul remembered something and said, "By the way, if you need our help with anything after the incident, just say, as long as it's not a bad thing, we will definitely help."
"You're welcome."
Roland waved to the opponent and then teleported back to Delbon City.
As soon as he returned to Delbon City, Roland immediately started magic experiments.
The magic node of the Dark Cloud Flying Technique was cut open layer by layer by him and underwent a large number of transformations.
On the third day, more than 20 apprentices arrived at Delbon City.
When they entered the city, they caused a little commotion.
Because they walked in two rows, their movements were uniform, and their temperaments were quite solemn, you could tell at a glance that they were elite soldiers.
At that time, Andonara's uncle Cage happened to lead a security team to patrol the city wall, and was shocked when he saw these twenty-four people.
He immediately ordered the city gate to be closed, and then nervously asked the more than 20 people where they came from and what they were doing in Delbon City.
Those who come tell the truth.
Hearing that they were looking for Roland, Cage was relieved and asked Roland to confirm it, while he stood on the city wall and continued to stare at them.
The security team member next to him asked in surprise: "Boss, is it necessary to be so nervous? There are only twenty-four people on the other side, and we have more than two hundred people. We can pile them up to death."
"That's weird." Cage slapped the speaker's head hard: "If you add a hundred more people, you might not be able to defeat them."
"No way." The security team members nearby were all surprised.
"First of all, these people are professionals. Although their levels are very low and they look like magicians, their aura is too strong. They look like battlefield mages who were born in the army." Cage continued: "And they have strict orders and prohibitions. , from just now to now, all of them have been standing in two rows on the roadside without even moving. This is no longer the elite level, but the death soldier level."
"Isn't it just standing firm? What's so great about it?"
Cage glanced disdainfully at the security team member who spoke: "What do you know? The most important thing about the army is this kind of order and prohibition. Even though they only have about twenty people, if there is a real fight, as long as we fight to the death and don't retreat, we will definitely be the ones who collapse." On the battlefield, morale is so important."
"so smart?"
Cage nodded: "If they are enemies, if we put them in the city, they can probably penetrate our defense line, and then they can escape about half of them."
The security team members felt their scalps numb when they heard this.
Cage then said: "But don't worry too much. Their strength is only for ordinary people like us, ordinary professionals. It won't have much effect against genius mages like Roland."
"Yes, so they came to us to learn magic." Roland fell from the air behind.
"Roland, are they really here to find you?"
Roland nodded: "Let them in."
Seeing this group of people entering the city, Roland also left behind and took them to complete the admission procedures for the magic school.
At the same time, tell Vincent the identities of these people.
Vincent's scalp went numb after hearing this: "I've been having trouble for a long time, and even the official people have come to you to learn magic."
Roland spread his hands.
He then returned to the manor to continue studying magic.
Five days later, Andonara found him: "Roland, I'm sorry to disturb your spell research. I have something to tell you. We are almost out of money."
"How is that possible?" Roland was surprised: "Don't we still have a lot of gold coins?"
"The magic you have recently researched is all made of high-quality magic resources and materials, so..." She made a helpless gesture: "If you stop researching for a while, we can still make it back with our income."
Many times, researching magic is such a waste of money that there is no other way. If a big city can support two top magicians, it is already very wealthy.
"How long will this take?"
"About three months."
After such a long time, the expedition to the demon world might be over by then, and the day lilies will be cold.
Roland thought for a moment and realized that the stall at the Magic Goddess was not spread out so quickly. It would take half a year before he could get the money, so he had to make money again.
So he posted a message on the forum.
"Run out of money, auction dragon meat reagent"
After a while, the post was flooded with replies.