As Bud said, their review efficiency is now quite high.
Roland showed the model derivative diagram of the Mage's Hand, and now performed several derivative effects of the Mage's Hand. After explaining the principles at the same time, the review was passed.
It took less than an hour.
Then Bud motioned to Roland to talk to him alone.
In the study, Bud sat opposite Roland. His posture was very upright and even looked serious.
Roland looked at Bud at this time and found that he looked a little sluggish and had dark circles under his eyes.
I guess I didn't sleep well last night.
"The changes in this world have caught people off guard." Bard looked into Roland's eyes and said slowly: "There is no news about the Son of Gold in our royal city. It is estimated that no Son of Gold has arrived there. But I guess there should be something similar now. The news has spread to the ears of our noble family."
Roland raised his eyelids slightly. He didn't understand what Bard's words meant. There was no beginning or end.
"If I want to recruit you and make you the mage enshrined in our family, would you be willing?"
Roland was stunned for a moment: "What you said was too sudden. Our relationship was relatively tense not long ago, but now you want to recruit me, I have to doubt your intentions."
Bud chuckled: "Yes, it's too sudden. I have a question, I hope you can answer me."
"Depends on what the problem is!"
"How many of you Golden Sons are there?"
"Half a million."
Roland replied that this was not important news. Even if Roland didn't tell it, the nobles would be able to find out slowly in the future.
But after hearing this number, Bud took a deep breath, as if he was frightened.
His face turned pale with fright.
Roland felt strange. Is the number five hundred thousand terrible? There are not many people there. There are nearly one million people in Delbon City, and it is said that there are nearly two million people in the Royal City of Holevin. It stands to reason that Bard cannot be frightened by this number.
Then Roland saw Bud holding the fruit wine glass in both hands. The fruit wine glass was trembling, and even a few bits of fruit wine spilled out.
Now Bud looks like a patient suffering from Parkinson's disease.
Then Bud drank the fruit wine slowly. In the process, he slowly calmed down and his expression gradually became normal.
He put down the fruit wine, pretended that nothing happened just now, and said: "I still want to extend a sincere invitation to Your Excellency. Our Bard family, both in terms of magic books and resources, is better than a magic tower. Too much stronger. If you are willing to become our worshiping mage, you can get the same resources as a successor, and you don't need to bear too many responsibilities and obligations."
Bard's expression was very serious, and Roland could also feel that the other party was serious.
But Roland was even more puzzled: "Why do you suddenly regard me as your favorite?"
"You have strength, very strong strength." Bud said Hollevin's classic proverb: "We nobles are willing to kneel down for strong strength and power, and even be loyal."
Hearing this, Roland smiled faintly in his heart.
This may sound elegant, but in reality it is bullying.
"Let me think about it for a while!" Roland thought for a while and replied to Bard tactfully.
"The Bard family will always welcome you." Bard stood up and said, "I will return to the Royal City next. If you come to the Royal City one day, or pass by the Royal City, you must remember to visit my home."
Don't hit the smiling man. Although Roland doesn't like Bard very much, since the other man has given in and is not in a confrontational mood, Roland will naturally stop being evil.
The relationship between him and Bud was more of a personal dislike of each other, and there was no real conflict of interest or life-or-death hatred.
"If that day comes, I will go to your house to chat with you for a while." Roland also stood up.
Bud looked at Roland with a smile and suddenly said: "I hope you won't become our gravedigger!"
Roland was thoughtful.
With these words behind him, Bard left the Magic Tower, taking his friends and subordinates with him.
Roland stood in front of the window, watching Bud and others leave at night.
Vivian opened the door and came in. She brought pastries and some preserved fruits and put them on the table. Then she walked to Roland and looked at Bud who was gradually walking away.
After a while, she said: "Vice President, you asked us to leave the city, so you can avoid this person. He is very dangerous, right?"
"You saw it!" Roland chuckled.
"We are not fools. In fact, everyone has guessed it." Vivian sighed softly and said: "Even the president avoided him, he must be a very troublesome person. You put us outside the city and let your With friends protecting me, it must be very dangerous to face them alone. We all feel a little guilty and ashamed."
"Actually, it's none of your business. It's better to say that you were almost implicated by me and the president."
"Do you think we will believe it?" Vivian's eyes were slightly red: "Vice President, please remember that we are also a part of the Magic Tower. If something like this happens again in the future, please don't exclude us."
No...it really has nothing to do with you.
But Vivian left the study before Roland could explain.
In the following days, Roland found that the magic apprentices were in extremely high spirits. They went to help build houses outside the city during the day, and after returning to the magic tower at night, they also practiced magic until midnight.
They were already very diligent, but now they have become even more diligent, almost to the point of desperate effort.
Diligence is a good thing, Roland thought for a moment and did not clarify anything.
Because the magic of language proficiency has reached a bottleneck and is stuck, Roland has not deduced this magic in the past few days.
He found another interesting spell in the library of the Magic Tower.
Spell golem.
It is also a type of zero-level magic. Like the Mage's Hand, it is called a useless spell.
But Roland found it quite interesting.
Zero-level spells are easy to learn. Roland looked at the spell model and successfully cast a blue magic element puppet in less than ten minutes.
This doll is about the same height as Roland. It has no eyes, nose or face. It is just a simple magical humanoid.
In addition, this thing has no soul and no consciousness. However, it will inherit some of the summoner's instinctive knowledge. It can identify friends and foes, and can understand most verbal commands. It is not very strong, so it can assist the mage in doing some more delicate experiments or work.
The mage's hands are used to bear weight, so they cannot be used for fine work.
Spell puppets were created because of this need, but many magicians found that this thing was not of much use.
This thing only inherits some knowledge from the summoner, so it often makes mistakes when doing experiments. Magic materials are very expensive, and if it fails a few times, it will become a pauper.
In the end, this thing only had the function of cleaning and alerting foreign enemies.
But that way it would be easier to recruit more magic apprentices.
After all, maintaining a spell puppet requires continuous consumption of mana.
After Roland looked at the spell model of the spell puppet for about an hour, many bold ideas emerged in his mind.