"How about we start now?"
Looking at the smiling Roland, Bud felt a fire rising from his chest, almost spitting out of his mouth, and wanted to curse.
It's just that he himself said just now that basic etiquette for nobles is still required, so he can only endure it.
"There's no rush. We'll wait until we have a day or two to rest. After all, we've traveled a long distance and are very tired." Bud said expressionlessly: "When the time is right, we will come to you."
After speaking, Bud turned around and went downstairs.
He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would be unable to resist cursing and would be disrespectful.
Below the first floor, there was a group of people standing. The comatose magic apprentice also woke up and was muttering something under his breath.
Bud frowned, walked down and asked, "What's going on? Can't you win over anyone?"
"There is no one in the magic tower." The young noble mage standing in front said with a strange expression: "While you were chatting, we even had people going up the stairs to the sixth, seventh and eighth floors, but no one was found."
Bard was stunned for a while, and then sneered: "In other words, the people from the Magic Tower have left long ago? Is it Aldo's method, or is it Roland's idea? No matter who it is, our thoughts are all in their calculations. It’s quite interesting.”
"What should we do now?" asked the young noble mage next to him.
"What else can we do!" Bard said unhappily: "Let's find a place to stay first. I have met John, the son of the city lord here, several times, and we have a good relationship. Let's go live with him for two days first. Take your time. Find a way to deal with that damn Roland."
"It's up to you," the young man said.
Then the group of people left the magic tower. Before going out, Bard stared viciously at the top of the magic tower for a while.
Roland was on the eighth floor, watching them leave through the window. When he was about to continue the magic experiment, he suddenly received a system notification from the guild.
In the guild, Beta is at @Roland: Come to the house at No. 25 in the east block, there is something important.
Roland replied: What happened
'Large tasks, maybe small copies. '
I go! Roland felt toothache again. Beta, this kid, had good luck in triggering the mission. So far, all the tasks Roland has completed were triggered by him.
It's just a small mission, it's actually a copy mission.
He immediately stood up and left the magic tower.
Of course, before leaving the magic tower, he used the hands of a mage to close the heavy stone door of the magic tower.
After all, if he leaves again, there will really be no one left in the magic tower. Although ordinary people are in awe of the place of magicians, some professional thieves don't care much. After the stone door is closed, it can only be triggered with mental power. The mechanism can be opened.
Generally speaking, there is no way for thieves to get in.
Unless they have mastered the advanced trap disarming technique unique to the thieves profession.
Roland rushed to No. 25 East Block. Standing at the door was a thin, yellowish little girl, still wearing a black and white maid uniform.
When she saw Roland, she bent her waist slightly and said, "Sir Roland, Master Beta asked me to wait for you here."
Roland looked the girl up and down and found that her complexion was much better, so he smiled and said, "It seems that you are doing well recently."
The girl smiled: "Thanks to you and the master for saving me."
Then she turned around and led Roland into the house.
This is a second-hand house, and the furniture inside is all ready-made. Although it looks a bit old, it is very clean and tidy inside.
There was no one in the living room, but the sound of cooking could be heard from the kitchen.
Roland was a little surprised. The maid bowed slightly apologetically and said, "The master is in the kitchen. Originally, I should have done this, but the food I made was too unpalatable."
The girl lowered her head, looking very disappointed and guilty.
This is Beta's maid. Roland will not comfort her. What if Beta is interested in her? It's a waste of time.
Roland made a chair and sat down.
The girl immediately poured a glass of warm water, and Roland took a sip. This etiquette of serving guests with warm water must have been taught to her by Beta.
Within two sips, Beta came out of the kitchen carrying two plates.
The plates were placed on the table, and Roland found a plate of fried beans with salt and a plate of fried vegetables and meat.
Then two pairs of yellow and white wooden chopsticks were placed on the table.
The chopsticks are very new, obviously made not long ago.
Finally, the maid brought two glasses of fruit wine to the table.
"Eat, you're welcome." Beta said with a somewhat proud expression.
"Stir-fry!" Roland looked at the things on the table for a while and said, "Have you been tinkering with these things these past two days?"
Beta nodded: "After all, we divine nobles don't need to learn skills like mages. Anyway, I have a lot of time to explore the world. Besides, I've been sick from eating the food here these days. The cooking skills in the tavern are so bad. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I asked the blacksmith to make an iron pot and a shovel. Although the bottom of the pot was a bit thick, the firepower of the dragon's breath could still heat the pot quickly."
Roland frowned when he heard this: "I found that your dragon's breath is used either for grilling or cooking. It's too unprofessional."
"I think this is the correct way to use skills. Isn't it more interesting to use it in life than in combat?"
"That's right." Roland picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, then said, "It tastes good."
Beta said with a rather proud smile: "In this world where food skills are backward, I am the master chef."
Roland clicked his tongue, picked up a fried bean with salt and put it in his mouth, and then took a sip of fruit wine. As expected, he felt an indescribable sense of pleasure. Then he asked curiously: "What's going on with the mission?"
"That's it." Beta also said while eating: "About two hours ago, I was looking for ingredients that can be used as seasonings at the market, such as things like ginger. It turned out that there are A thief stole a passerby's wallet. I chased him and beat him up. When I searched the wallet, I also found a piece of smelly parchment with some icons drawn on it, and then the dungeon mission was triggered."
Such luck... Roland shook his head helplessly.
This guy's hidden talent should be 'strong luck', right
"Wait a minute, I'll share the task with you."
A few seconds later, Roland received a notification from the system. After selecting and confirming, he saw a purple task appear in the system bar.
'Unraveling the mystery of Delbon Necropolis (recommended team formation) (recommended level 3)'
It's actually a purple mission. Roland thought for a while and said, "Just the two of us might be in trouble, can we add more people?"
"Hawk and the others?"
"Of course." Roland nodded.
Beta thought for a while and said: "But there are only four people. Five people are the standard for the team. Besides, we still lack a healer."
"How about we go to the forum to find a cure." Roland thought for a moment and said, "See if there are any priests near Delbon City."
Beta thinks this is a good idea: "It's up to you to post and recruit people. After all, you have a better reputation."
Roland thought for a while and agreed: "Okay."
Beta suddenly showed a smile at this time: "This should be the first dungeon mission in the entire server. Recruiting in the name of our F6 guild will definitely create a hot topic on the forum."