Mages Are Too OP

by S.H.A aifu

As one of the first players to gain access to World of Falan—the first immersive game worldwide—Roland creates his character as a Mage. However, playing as a Mage is not as fun and easy as he thought. His head even explodes after he casts the very first spell in the game. sticking to his class when most Mages decide to create a new character, Roland gradually discovers tricks anew.

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Chapter 227 The Queen Isn"t Really Worth Much

It was already evening when Roland returned from the cemetery to the Wild Horse Tavern.

Since the queen's captivity was over and the curfew had been lifted, the streets were still full of merchants and pedestrians even now that it was nearing night, and there seemed to be a few more drinkers in the Wild Horse Tavern.

It was also much noisier.

Roland went up to the second floor and into the room under the watchful eyes of a large group of people.

Husseret had returned to the room. He was bragging with the group of friends, and when he saw Roland, he patted the chair beside him and said, "Sit down and have a drink first, I have something to tell you."

Downing a sweet glass of wine, Roland felt that his dry throat was much more comfortable. "All right, go ahead."

At this moment, the voices of the other close friends chatting lower, subconsciously not wanting to disturb the two of them.

Husseret's temperament was becoming gloomier and gloomier, and his voice contained the kind of flatness that reminded one of serpentine coldness. "According to the information that the Guild of Rogues gathered, the reason why the queen was taken is that the Association of Mages has a claim against the royal family. They are using this method to tell the king that 'we can take the queen and also threaten your safety—the condition we propose, you had better agree to it.'"

Roland frowned. "The Association of Mages is so arrogant?"

"They're definitely arrogant!" Husseret said, throwing up his hands. "Seventy percent of the personnel of the Association of Mages are nobles. This is a feudal society, and although the royal family is the biggest and strongest noble family, the lords everywhere are not much worse than them, and most importantly, the 'grouping' effect of the Association of Mages is too strong. They may be inferior to the royal family in pure battle power, after all, they have no military power, but the various intricate relationships are like a big net that has caught the entire country of Hollevin, such that even the royal family is very apprehensive. Now the situation is that leadership has been rendered ineffectual."

"So what are the demands of the Association of Mages?"

Husseret shook his head. "I'm not sure; even the Guild of Rogues couldn't find out. We only know that the headquarters' chairman talked to the king himself."

Roland listened attentively and subconsciously took a sip of fruit wine.

"The queen wasn't mistreated, and it is said that the Association of Mages deliberately threw the queen's clothes into the river to be found," Husseret said thoughtfully. "As for why the Bards were used as a sacrifice, no one knows except the two leaders. Kaka's fate was sealed from the start, after all, it was while he was on patrol that the queen was taken captive."

"In other words, if I tried to avenge Kaka's death, I won't even be able to find the killer?" Roland said, in a foul mood. "Do I have to go to the headquarter's chairman or the king to ask them?"

Husseret laughed and said, "Not necessarily, we can ask another party."

Roland couldn't think of who.

"The queen!"

Roland was slightly surprised.

Three hours later, Husseret brought Roland to a remote manor on the western side of the palace.

The manor was surrounded by a dense forest, and the main gate was a small path that could only accommodate one carriage. Husseret brought Roland through the forest, the bustling of the capital seemingly cut off by these woods.

They came to the front door of the manor and saw a white mansion bathed in the moonlight.

But the mansion was silent, and there were no sounds of people: only a candle was lit on the second-floor balcony.

The flame was blown by the slight night breeze, flickering as if it would go out anytime.

There was a guard there at the entrance of the manor, and Husseret went over and handed the guard an odd white scroll.

The guard offered a strange smile and opened the gates of the manor.

Then Husseret pointed inside and said, "Only one person can go in."

Roland nodded, and when he entered the manor, the guard immediately closed the door.

He wondered why meeting the queen gave him a furtive feeling.

But he didn't think too much about it and followed the green stone pathway to the entrance of the mansion.

When he looked up, he could see a beautiful woman sitting on the balcony on the second floor. She was wearing a thin silk dress, and under the moonlight, certain special parts of her were showing indistinctly.

Roland frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Then an elderly steward came out from the doorway, bent forward slightly, and said, "Please follow me, Mr. Mage."

Since Roland was already here, he decided not to think too much. He took a slight breath and followed the old steward up to the second floor, then to the entrance of the balcony.

The old steward bowed and left without a word.

Roland walked onto the balcony and saw a beautiful woman with long brown hair sitting on a chair.

She was dressed scantily. Silk was a highly visible fabric; the better the silk, the higher the visibility.

And the silk clothes this beautiful woman was wearing should be of the highest grade, usually used for ceremonial outerwear.

For a moment, Roland felt like he had nowhere to rest his eyes, but finally, he had to look at the woman's face. He sat down across from her.

"May I ask if this is Her Majesty the Queen?"

The beauty who had been looking outside turned her head. She sized up Roland and was a little surprised. "It's actually a young and promising Mage? I thought it was a fat-headed old thing. In that case, it's not much of a loss for me."

Roland seemed to understand something.

"Before we begin, I want to know your name." The queen's expression looked torn.

There was a kind of helplessness and fateful resignation emanating from her.

Roland shook his head slightly. "I'm here to ask you something."

"What? Just to ask me something, you used the very valuable atonement scroll?"

So the scroll that Husseret gave the guards is worth a lot of money?

The queen had been watching Roland's expression, and when she saw that he looked confused, she became rather curious. "You didn't know what was going on before you came?"

"I didn't know, I really just wanted to come and ask you some questions."

"Ask them. We'll both get to know each other a little better if we talk, and when we do things later, it might make my resistance a little less strong."

The wind suddenly got a little stronger and blew out the candle.

In the moonlight, the queen's smooth face reflected a bright luster, and her expression held resentment that looked quite charming.

Roland took a deep breath, feeling this a little inconceivable. "You're the queen, how did you end up in such a state?"

"The queen?" She laughed softly, her voice clear and weighed by bitterness. "After tonight, I will no longer be a queen. How can a woman whose reputation is tarnished and who will have to sleep with other men qualify to be a queen again?"

Roland was getting more and more puzzled.

"You don't seem to know anything." The queen looked at Roland again for a moment and asked, "Who gave you the atonement scroll?"

"My good friend."

"That's quite a sacrifice on his part."

Roland's expression was rather strange. "I still don't understand why the king would let you do such a… thing."

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228 The Answer is a Little Heartbreaking

Roland had heard that some men were psychologically unsound and liked to be cuckolded, a psychological disorder associated with masochistic tendencies.

Does the king also have the same tendency?

The queen didn't care that her body was exposed. She placed her hands on the table, leaned forward, looked Roland in the eye, and said, "Not many of us queens of the Kingdom of Hollevin will have a good ending. We either die of disease or a serious illness at a young age. It's already good to have been the queen for four years."

"Why would you want to be the queen of Hollevin if it's so dangerous?"

"Isn't it obvious?" The queen laughed disdainfully. "Most women either want to be a princess or a queen. And since I couldn't be a princess, wasn't it only natural that I dreamed of being a queen?"

Roland still couldn't understand women's train of thought. "Even if it's life-threatening? Is it worth it?"

"Are you men not just as insane as to risk your lives for the title of the best in the world? Are you qualified to speak of us women?" The queen sneered.

Roland was at a loss for words, unable to find a retort.

"Hehe, you seem to be a reasonable man." The queen extended her smooth fingers and flicked the silver wine glass in front of her, which gave off a tinkling sound. "My name is Andonara, what is your name?"

"Roland."

"So what do you want to talk to me about, Mr. Roland?" Andonara looked at Roland with considerable interest.

In her eyes, Roland was a teenager who was only about sixteen years old, and although he wasn't handsome, he wasn't ugly either. Most importantly, this teenager had a calm and wise temperament and appeared quite attractive. While she herself was a twenty-three-year-old "old woman"—she was actually the one who lucked out.

"I'd like to know why you identified Kaka as your assailant."

Andonara's smiling expression immediately went cold. "You just wanted to ask that?"

"Yes."

"Are you a friend of Little Bard?"

"Yes."

Andonara's cold expression eased. "Little Bard yelled before he was hanged that someone would avenge his death. That was you?"

"Just assume that it's me." Roland nodded.

"So, in your eyes, I'm one of the murderers, too?" Andonara's expression was calm.

Roland nodded. "I'll have to see what your answer is before I decide."

Andonara's fingers lightly traced the rim of her wine glass for a moment before she said, "My husband told me to say that. Do you think I have the right to refuse?"

"His Majesty the King?" Roland felt a bit incredulous. "If word of this gets out, not to mention your reputation, but also the reputation of the royal family will be damaged—why would he order so?"

"He never cared for my reputation. Queens are expendable. Like a rag—just replace it when it's dirty and old, and if anyone wants it, sell it at a high price and replenish some profit to the royal family, so why not. Tomorrow, I may be dead, and then he will be ready to crown a new queen in a month or two."

Although Andonara was smiling, whether it was in her eyes or at the corners of her mouth, there was a chill that appeared quite sarcastic.

Roland felt somewhat disbelieving.

Andonara was a beauty, on the same level as Princess Evelyn. However, she was a bit more attractive than Princess Evelyn; after all, Andonara had a much better figure, and she was even a queen.

And now, this very beautiful, formerly high and mighty queen had become a peddler's item

"You're going to die tomorrow?"

Andonara nodded. "Most likely."

"Then why not escape?"

"Where can I escape?" Andonara said sorrowfully. "I used to be just a commoner with no influence. These few years of queenship have been too short, and I haven't had time to build up my own circle of contacts and influence. I have to die if it's my husband who wants me to die."

"Not going to try to resist?"

"The consequences of rebellion are even worse." Andonara had some tears in her eyes. "If a woman of great nobility becomes a queen, backed by her family, fearing nothing, that's a true queen. A common-born queen like me is only a tool for procreation and a pawn to be used by the royal family in their games."

Roland hesitated for a moment and said, "Perhaps you could try to get our help."

"The Golden Sons?"

Andonara's expression changed a little, less resentful, and she really began to consider Roland's suggestion.

"I did hear that the Golden Sons are very meddlesome."

Even in the palace, Andonara had heard of the Golden Sons, not to mention the suicides to scam money and the running around naked. Many jokes and embarrassing stories about the Golden Sons were widely circulated among the nobles.

But underneath all the jokes and embarrassment, anyone with a normal intelligence quotient could see one thing.

As long as it was reasonable to ask for help, and as long as the Sons heard it, they would help.

No matter who the enemy was, nobles or demons.

Their help and actions would either fail or perhaps go overboard, but they really never refused.

"So is it okay if I ask you for help?"

"No problem, of course," Roland said, smiling, "but you'll first have to tell me why Kaka was hanged and why the king insisted that you identify him as the one who violated you."

"I know some of the ins and outs, but not all of it." Andonara's tone was lighter. "The Bard family is both of royal blood and close to the Association of Mages. All three heirs are Mages and many of their relatives serve in the Association of Mages. This two-sided double-dealing is disliked by many, including the royal family and the Association of Mages.

"So when the Association of Mages made their move to kidnap me, they specifically picked the days and routes of Little Bard's patrols. Using this as an opportunity, the royal family put the Bards in line, forcing them to stand their ground and taking many benefits from them. On the other hand, the Association of Mages ordered the Bards' Mages to take revenge on the royal family privately. Where we couldn't see them, the Bards became the center of the battle for both sides.

"The punishment that Little Bard received was only superficial, a show for the other families. Originally, Little Bard would not have died, he would have been a few years in prison at most," Andonara slowly explained. "The Bard family, as a tool for both sides of the tussle, lost a great deal. The Bard family was already planning to take sides at that time, but Little Bard seemed to send something to the headquarters' chairman during this period. It was rumored to be very important, and then the headquarters' chairman harbored the intent to kill Little Bard, such that he even took a step back and gave up some benefits to the royal family in exchange for the royal family killing Little Bard."

What!

Roland jumped to his feet abruptly in shock. "Do you know what Kaka sent?"

Andonara shrugged. "Sorry, I was locked in the hidden chamber at the time, sp I'm not quite sure."

Roland slumped down.

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Chapter 229 Who Doesn"t Have Any Hidden Trump Cards?

Roland already knew what Kaka had sent to cause his death.

His own derivative spell.

Roland didn't think it was his fault, and he didn't think that Kaka's death was in any way related to him. He didn't do anything wrong by giving something to a friend—what could be wrong with helping a friend? The only people at fault were the evildoers who were greedy and wanted to take other people's property or gain from their ruin.

He simply felt that it was his miscalculation for not considering that the headquarters' chairman would get greedy about this derivative magic.

After all, the Bard family was a big family in the capital. It was this notion that gave him the false impression that Kaka wouldn't suffer the same fate as Aldo, who had his achievements stolen from him. There should be a difference between people with and without a background.

But neither he nor Kaka had any idea that the Bards were being surrounded in those days.

And Kaka had come up with something really good that had directly incited the greed of the headquarters' chairman.

Roland sat staring in his chair. Andonara was in no hurry, watching him quietly.

After a long while, Roland stood up, his expression returned to normal and smiling faintly. "Your Highness, if you want to leave, now is the best time. Would you like to leave with me? I'll have my own companions escort you to safety."

"Of course I would." Andonara stood up.

She knew very well that she would probably be disposed of tomorrow. A woman of common origin with a tarnished reputation and with an atonement scroll used on her by someone else—there was no way the royal family would let her stay.

What was the point of struggling if she was eventually going to die?

Looking at Andonara, who stood up wearing this highly visible dress, Roland frowned slightly. "Your Highness, won't you change your clothes? If you walked down the street in that dress, we'd probably have to fight a bunch of men every hundred meters we walked."

Andonara covered her mouth and chuckled. She tugged at her dress without a care in the world to make it even more transparent. Then she narrowed her eyes, her eyebrows resembling those of a smirking fox. "You cute little Mr. Mage, are you really not going to use the powers of the atonement scroll? It's a rare opportunity, and there's still time anyway."

She smiled lightly, like a demon fox coming out of the moonlight.

Roland took a deep breath, then shook his head slowly.

Andonara fit his aesthetics perfectly, not to mention being pretty and with a good figure. Her talent was on par with Vivian's.

Under normal circumstances, Roland wasn't sure he wouldn't have been tempted.

But right now, he really didn't have much interest.

"Change your clothes." Roland averted his eyes from her body.

"So you're a little gentleman." Andonara laughed softly and turned around to enter the room.

Then she began to change her clothes in front of Roland.

In fact, with the silk she wore, she may as well have been wearing nothing at all, and Roland had seen everything he should and shouldn't have seen. This was why she simply and boldly put on her leather armor, pinned her long sword to her waist, and then finally bunched up her long hair, forming a long and beautiful ponytail.

"Whew, this outfit is still one that suits me."

Andonara then slowly walked up to Roland. "All right, take me away."

Roland grimaced at the sound of that… It sounded like they were eloping.

But he just tsked, then turned around and went downstairs.

The queen was a Warrior, as many people knew.

And the queen was actually pretty strong.

When they left the room, they saw the old steward standing in the shadows of the stairway.

When he saw the queen's outfit, he took a step forward, blocking the doorway of the stairs, and said gloomily, "Your Highness, please stay back and don't make things difficult for me."

The old steward, who had been bent over, gradually stood up straight. His aura became more imposing, and his clouded pupils, too, became clear.

But at this instant, Andonara moved.

The longsword was unsheathed. The chilling glare of it was like lightning, disappearing in the blink of an eye, and Andonara appeared about ten meters ahead in an instant.

The old steward's entire body was pinned to the wall next to the stairway.

The longsword pierced straight through his heart.

With a look of disbelief, the old steward stared fiercely at Andonara. He wanted to speak, but a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat and he couldn't say anything.

"It is true that three years ago I was not as strong as you. As a queen, although I was very much out of my husband's favor, it was easy to get whatever resources I wanted. For the past three years, other than serving my own cheap husband, I've had no other hobbies, I only attended a few banquets. The vast majority of the time was spent exercising my sword skills."

The old steward spat out another mouthful of blood, his eyes increasingly disbelieving.

"Old dog, do you really think I don't know that you're the one he sent to execute me?"

The old steward's body twitched twice, and his eyes gradually lost their spark.

Roland came from behind and exclaimed, "That was fast."

Andonara should be an agility Warrior, with her surprising speed. Even though Roland mastered miaodao arts on an elementary level, he felt that if Andonara had suddenly attacked just now on the balcony, he would have definitely been unable to fight back and would have been beheaded on the spot.

This woman's appearance was so deceptive.

"Anyway, I'm a great swordsman." Andonara smiled flirtatiously and approached Roland. "Although I didn't tell you, it's not a lie. After all, you didn't ask me, did you, so don't get mad!"

Her lovely feminine fragrance came toward him. Roland subconsciously shifted a step across the room, pulling away from Andonara. "If you are so strong, why don't you escape on your own?"

"A woman needs a backer, no matter how strong she is. Alone and without a companion, a woman will always feel insecure, and an insecure woman doesn't have much courage to resist authority." Andonara giggled and said, "So I'm happy that you're here and willing to help me. Because of you, I feel like I won't be afraid anymore."

After Andonara finished speaking, she stepped forward briskly and even started to hum a little tune.

This woman's personality was quite mercurial.

Roland followed behind Andonara, his brows furrowing more and more. This woman was powerful, so how did that Mage kidnap her?

It wasn't long before they were downstairs.

Walking out of the manor, they came to the entrance.

When the soldier guarding the gate saw Queen Andonara dressed in leather armor and equipped with a longsword, and then Roland next to her, and the black-robed Rogue Husseret, who was standing outside the gate, he swallowed hard. Then he raised his shield and knocked it hard against his head.

After a loud thud, the soldier fainted and fell to the ground.

"Quite clever," Andonara said smilingly.

Husseret watched Roland walk out with an odd smile. "So fast? I originally estimated that you'd be at least an hour or two… Is a Mage's body really as weak as the rumors say?"

In a foul mood, Roland gave him the middle finger.

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Chapter 230 Escape

Looking at Roland's disdainful middle finger, Husseret's sinister face showed a hint of a smile. "I originally wanted the queen to keep you company, to get you to relax. It seems that it was quite effective. I just didn't expect that not only did you sleep with her, but you're actually trying to elope with her—you're too greedy. Aren't you afraid of being hunted by the whole Hollevin royal family?"

"I didn't do anything to her." Roland looked at Andonara and then said helplessly, "By the way, I heard from the queen that the atonement scrolls are very expensive. I'll give you the money later, just tell me how much it cost."

"Just give me fifty or sixty gold coins," Husseret said after some thought. "I also used some tactics to buy it at half-price."

Andonara was a little surprised to hear this. "Atonement scrolls are usually only held by certain special people in the royal family, how did you get it for half-price?"

"It's a secret." Husseret wiggled his eyebrows, then looked at Roland. "Do you really want to take her?"

Roland opened the system panel and shared the newly acquired quest.

Special secondary quest: Escort Queen Andonara Safely Out of the Capital.

"Oh, there's a quest, that makes things easier." Husseret clapped his hands. "I'll go and share the quest with the others, and also go outside the city to share the quest with Schuck. Roland, you're in charge of your woman, take her to a safe place first, and leave a message in the guild system if you need anything."

After speaking, Husseret turned around and walked away, and under the effect of stealth, his figure became transparent at a very fast speed, and finally disappeared completely before the two of them.

"Your woman." Andonara looked at Roland with an odd look in her eyes. "Your friend is quite the talker."

Roland didn't bother picking up on her remark. He realized that a woman like Andonara was very good at stirring things up, and the more you responded to her, the more she would get a kick out of it.

Of course, Roland wasn't saying that women with this kind of personality were bad, but right now he wasn't in the mood to play any ambiguous games with Andonara.

"Let's go."

Roland spoke insipidly and walked ahead.

"How unromantic." Andonara tsked, following Roland rather bitterly.

They followed the path to the main entrance and ended up walking out of the belt of woods, but they saw a figure standing in the middle of the path in front of them.

It was a young girl, carrying an unsharpened broadsword, with a small round shield pinned to her small left arm, wearing pale blue leather armor… and she had a very flat chest.

It was Veronica.

The young girl's golden ponytail fluttered slightly in the night breeze. Andonara gazed at Veronica, her long ponytail also swaying slightly.

Roland suddenly realized that Veronica and Andonara were a lot alike.

Not in looks, but in temperament.

They were both crisp and clean.

"Have you come to kill me?" Andonara smiled at the girl in front of her. "Kill me, a woman who has disgraced the royal family."

Veronica glanced at Roland. "Is this the man you've looked for, the backer?"

"What?" Andonara said, still smiling. "Can I not?"

Veronica took a deep breath. "He's too young for you."

Well… after all, Roland's current game character appearance was only about 17 years old.

Andonara, however, laughed. "I like the younger ones, don't I? Or are you not only trying to stop me from leaving, but trying to stand on the moral high ground and judge me?"

"I didn't mean it that way, you are after all my mother in name and my teacher." Veronica bowed her head slightly and tossed her broadsword aside. "I came over here to save you, but I didn't realize that you had already found someone."

Roland tsked slightly and didn't say anything.

Andonara saw from her peripheral vision that Roland didn't interject. She raised her eyebrows, then looked at Veronica and said, "It's none of your business anymore. If you want to stop me, I won't be polite to you, but if you still have a little bit of affection for me, then please move aside."

Veronica froze for a moment and stepped aside.

Andonara was relieved and walked straight ahead, saying softly as she walked past Veronica, "Thank you."

Veronica's body trembled a little, then she hung her head down.

Only after Andonara and Roland had walked away did Veronica slowly raise her head, her eyes a little red.

At this time, Andonara and Roland had already walked down the street.

There was no curfew right now, so several commercial streets in the city were brightly lit and there were many pedestrians on the road.

The two of them were very conspicuous as they walked down the street. After all, Andonara was very beautiful.

But not many people dared to look at them directly. After all, Andonara was equipped with a long sword, while Roland wore a magic robe.

They were a combination that was not easy to mess with at first glance.

Andonara clasped her hands to her chest, feeling a little cold.

She wouldn't actually feel cold. As a professional and as a great swordsman, this little bit of night breeze couldn't make her feel cold.

She just didn't feel safe. She'd been in the palace for the past few years, and suddenly she felt a bit overwhelmed by the sudden escape.

The relatively unfamiliar surroundings and her unknown future, accompanied by all sorts of considerations and thoughts, filled her head and left her in a dazed state.

Roland, on the other hand, was looking for a safer place.

The Wild Horse Tavern was out of the question. That kind of place was too crowded, and going there would be the equivalent of directly telling the royal family their location.

If it were any other city, he could have blown the gates open with a large fireball and left with Andonara.

But the walls of the capital were different, mixed with magic-resistant materials.

Even if a big fireball came down, it would break through two meters of the wall at best.

The thickness of the wall of the capital was at least twenty meters.

The walls of almost every kingdom's capital were built with magic-resistant materials.

It was to prevent powerful Mages from screwing things up.

This was why Roland had to be patient and wait for Husseret to find a way out.

If that was not possible, he would have to rely on Schuck—have him take the little dragoness into the capital, then find an empty spot where the dragoness could shift back into her dragon form and fly away from the capital with Andonara.

Of course, this was the last resort.

They didn't want to expose Schuck and the dragoness for the time being, after all. When dealing with the Association headquarters, they were the trump card.

In the end, Roland thought about it and took Andonara to the west side of the city, next to the cemetery.

The cemetery was a place that people generally didn't like to come to, so there were very few people here. There was also a small forest around the cemetery, and in the forest, Roland used Mud to Stone to build a small cottage, and then took Andonara and hid inside.

With the woods as cover, it would be difficult for the average person to spot the small cottage.

After Andonara entered the small, narrow cottage, her expression, at last, eased considerably.

It seemed that this temporary lodging gave her a lot of security.

She looked up at the leafy canopy outside through the tiny ventilation window, and after a while, she said, "I guess the royal family is already looking for me."

Roland sat leaning against the wall and didn't say anything—what she had just said was quite obvious.

Andonara turned her head to look at Roland. "I'm actually very powerful. Even the few Archmages in the city are no match for me."

Hmm?

Roland was a little surprised, but also a little helpless.

This woman's thoughts were so capricious, he had no idea what her next words were going to be.

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