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 313 Again

The carriages moved on to their destination.The road conditions were very bad. After a whole night of storms, the road became muddy and ragged.

At first, Roland had flattened the road with Mud to Stone, but as they approached their destination, their speed dropped because Roland ran out of mana.

Differently from the competition with the female vampire the previous night, repairing the road on a large scale was much more costly. Metaphorically speaking, he had sprinkled water with a tiny pipe last night but was unleashing it with a hydrant at this point.

Looking at his mana, down to its last third, and then at the bumpy road ahead, Roland gave up.

They might as well take their time.

Supposedly, the destination was only forty kilometers away, but they only covered thirty kilometers after five hours.

They had to take a rest in a wood next to the road.

When they stepped out of the carriages and onto the wet ground, their boots filled with mud. Uncomfortable as the magic apprentices were, they were patient enough to scout the environment.

Confirming that there were no anomalies, Jerry dried the ground where they were resting with fire spells.

Then, they arranged the carriages in a circle and built a shelter in the same way they did last night. Then, they dug a pit and started a fire.

After they were done, Roland built an enormous wall around them with his remaining power to protect them.

The wall Roland built could block the rain, and it seemed unnecessary for the magic apprentices to build the shelter, but Roland still wanted them to do it.

After all, it was homework and had to be done. These students still had a lot to learn.

Looking at his mana that had been fully consumed, Roland gritted his teeth and put on the mana regeneration equipment from his system backpack.

Immediately, he became blue and shining.

The coachmen dared not look at him, and the magic apprentices were full of envy.

Andonara's eyes were full of passion, and little red hearts seemed to be popping up around her.

Roland, on the other hand, was quite awkward.

But he didn't have a choice. By his estimation, the vampire would come again tonight. The books he read in the library all mentioned that vampires could be vindictive.

The female vampire had been tricked by him for a whole night. If he were her, he would've been pissed too.

But he had to trick her. It was not like he could let her break into the tent and go on a killing spree.

The magic apprentices began to eat, and Roland ate beef jerky.

They took a rest after having food. This time, the ground was dry, so the apprentices paved the ground and lay down.

They didn't sleep well the previous night, and they had been on shaking carriages all day. They were all exhausted.

Very soon, the magic apprentices were sound asleep.

Andonara was sitting right behind Roland. While having food, she asked slowly, "Was the enemy last night good?"

"Kind of." Roland nodded.

The magic apprentices and Andonara had been in the rock tent and had no idea what happened outside.

Before they came out in the morning, Roland had sunken whatever was left of the three dead mercenaries into a swamp and turned the swamp to stone.

Therefore, the magic apprentices only knew that something dangerous happened, but they didn't know what it was.

"Then it's time for me to play my part." Andonara shook her fair hands before Roland and said, "I'm a Master Great Swordsman. Few people in Hollevin can compare to me."

"It was a vampire."

After a brief shock, Andonara was disappointed. "Well, they're quite tricky."

The Great Swordsmen were strong, fast, and capable of area skills.

But the problem was that, as dark magic creatures, vampires could fly, change into bats, or even turn into mist. The Great Swordsmen were only adept at physical attacks and could hardly deal with them, unless they had weapons enchanted with Soul Damage.

The three kinds of spellcasters were the real experts in dealing with dark magic creatures.

They chatted in low voices to not disturb the others.

Very soon, Andonara yawned too.

Roland said to her, "You take a rest. I'll keep watch."

Andonara nodded.

She knew he didn't need sleep, so she didn't argue with him and simply lay down on a blanket next to Roland.

Very soon, she fell asleep.

Roland, on the other hand, opened the forums again.

He had deployed three magic spiders to the trees nearby to monitor the surroundings.

About two hours later, Roland quit the forums as the spiders sent pictures to him.

Differently from the previous night, it was quite lovely tonight.

The round silver moon was shining, illuminating the woods since few clouds were in the sky.

Then, a bunch of black bats, which seemed to have flown out of the moon, hovered around the shelter and turned into a woman.

The spider sent her image to Roland. It was indeed the woman from last night.

This time, she was not wearing a black dress, but a red one.

Her delicate, smooth shoulders vaguely reflecting the moonlight.

Why is this woman so fond of off-the-shoulder dresses? Roland mumbled inside the tent.

The woman looked at the rock tent and smiled too.

The vampires' noses were as keen as those of werewolves.

She had tracked Roland's team by smell even though it had been a whole day.

She felt that the person inside the rock tent understood her, and for that understanding, she would not kill them, but would let them go after insulting them.

It was her mercy toward an equal.

Then, she pointed at the rock tent, and the magic counterattack came two seconds later.

The woman laughed even more delightedly. With her big red dress, she was almost like a rose spirit.

Like the previous night, the stone softened and hardened again and again.

But the woman was not as desperate as she was the previous night. Gradually, she began to enjoy the competition.

Also, she was no longer obsessed with a fixed area. Instead, she flew around the rock tent and pointed randomly, putting vague colorful squares on the wall.

Then, those colorful squares quickly returned to their original color.

Giggling, the woman "drew" a flower on the tent, then the flower was gone.

She drew a rabbit, then the rabbit was gone too.

She hadn't had such fun for hundreds of years, and she was more and more amused. She was about to draw a dragon, when she suddenly stopped and looked back at the moon with a cold smile.

Very soon, another group of bats approached in the moonlight. They croaked and turned into a man before her.

The man had black hair, blue eyes, and a long, thin face. He was handsome, but seemed grim and creepy.

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Chapter 314 Tricked

Elves were mostly pretty, and so were most vampires.

The elves were positive and uncompetitive. They could spend a whole day appreciating the sun, the moon, and flowers.

But vampires were not only bloodsuckers, but also quite ruthless. They were no strangers to plots and schemes.

Any intelligent creature would prefer a harmless beauty.

Therefore, even though vampires were as gorgeous as elves, the elves were still known as the most attractive race.

When the woman's face went cold, she looked like a venomous scorpion with her chilly air.

The man's eyes were narrow, and his pupils were small and white. They were like a snake's eyes.

When they stood face to face, there was a weird sense of compatibility, as if they were a couple.

After all, their vibes were too similar.

But the red-dressed woman asked coldly, "Edmund, why are you here?"

"Lord Bruce asked me to see what had distracted you from the pursuit of the Black Bones." The male vampire named Edmund gazed at the rock tent and frowned. "What's this? Your magic creation?"

Edmund moved his eyes back to the woman mockingly, implying that she was too old for such mud castle games.

Ignoring his mockery, the woman said coldly, "I'm still working on the Black Bones."

"Do you have any leads?"

"No, do you?" the woman asked.

The man's twisted smile froze. He stared at the woman for a long time, before he launched a wind blade to her right.

The dark black wind blade cut the rock tent, leaving a long mark on the wall.

Edmund said frigidly, "Don't presume that you can sit above me because Lord Bruce appreciates you, Christina. Don't forget that you're just a third-generation vampire… Wait."

Edmund looked at the rock tent in surprise. He knew how powerful his wind blade was. It might not be the most destructive skill, but it could easily break a dozen of the finest armors.

But what happened here? It only left a shallow mark on that piece of rock?

He suddenly turned to Christina. "What's that?"

"A pile of mud that I built when I was bored." Christina sneered. "I'm leaving, if that's all. Are you coming with me?"

Edmund's eyes moved between Christina and the rock tent. Then he shook his head and said, "No, I just remembered something delightful. You can meet Lord Bruce alone."

Christina intentionally peeped at the rock tent and frowned, before she flew away as a flock of bats.

After Christina disappeared into the moonlight, Edmund looked at the rock tent with a creepy smile.

Inside the rock tent, Roland put on a helpless smile.

Was this a relay match?

Because he couldn't hear what they said, Roland only saw that the woman had a friendly conversation with the black-haired man, smiling all the while.

Then, the woman launched a wind blade at the rock tent. After that, the woman left, and the man's gaze turned weird.

Why were the vampires so interested in him?

Did they bear any grudges?

Edmund flapped his wings and flew around the rock tent.

All of a sudden, he condensed a black energy ball and smashed it at the tent.

The energy ball hit the rock tent, and after an intense explosion, a dent ten centimeters deep and twenty centimeters in diameter cratered its surface.

"Huh?"

Edmund narrowed his eyes. "This shelter is outrageously hard."

Then he chuckled. He thought that he figured out why Christina did not go after the Black Bones.

There must be something valuable, or magical, inside the stone.

However, Christina was too weak to open it.

If he could not blow it up with his dark lightning ball, there was no way that she could open it.

However… only brainless people would resolve every problem with violence.

Smart people always had better solutions.

Edmund approached the rock tent. Then, he became a black mist and leaked inside.

It was Atomization, the vampires' special skill that only some of them could learn with their talent.

With this skill, they could ignore physical attacks and penetrate barriers for about one meter. Those who were strong might be able to press in for two meters.

Edmund, in Atomization, fumbled through the dark rocks. Then he perceived a dozen human-shaped creatures ahead of him, and the massive magic waves from one of them.

His vision when he was in the state of Atomization was similar to thermal imaging.

What's happening?

Before Edmund realized what was going on, the human being full of magic power had charged at him.

A beam of lightning hit him. The excruciating pain on his soul almost made Edmund pass out.

With a strong sense of crisis, Edmund turned around and fled.

He returned the same way he crawled in.

In no more than a second, he squeezed out of the rock tent and resumed his human shape.

"Damn it!"

Sensing that his soul had been hurt, Edmund almost went crazy.

Had Christina set this up to hurt him? Was she trying to kill him?

The possibility cropped up in Edmund's mind.

While he was thinking, he found that the wall on the tent softened, and that a hold appeared three seconds later.

Then, a human being, covered in magic equipment that was flashing blue from head to toe, appeared.

Edmund was dumbfounded to see the man's outfit that was expensive but not fashionable at all.

His heart was trembling as he recognized the luxurious equipment of a Mage.

Run!

It was Edmund's first reaction. As a 173-year-old vampire, he hadn't been able to put together a magic outfit yet, but this human Mage had.

Whether or not the man was strong, it wouldn't be easy to deal with him.

If he was strong, he could beat Edmund easily; and if he wasn't, he must've come from a powerful background with that gear.

Edmund turned around and flew toward the moon as a flock of bats.

Roland resealed the tent and looked at the flying bats.

A vampire whose soul was hurt would lose one-third of their power.

So, Roland simply let him fly for two seconds.

Then, a space bubble absorbed Roland and squirted him at the moon two seconds later.

Edmund flew quite fast in this morphed form. He was moving at about fifty meters per second.

He had thought that he was out of danger and was feeling happy, when he suddenly sensed high-energy reactions from his rear.

The bats turned around, and he saw a psycho whose body was radiating magic blue light and whose arms were stretched out like the wings of an eagle with lightning in both hands. The psycho was also swooshing straight at him.

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Chapter 315 Miscalculation

Vampires were known to be the second fastest intelligent creatures. The first were, undoubtedly, the dragons.The Mages, with Wind Soaring, could only fly 35 meters per second, and around 126 kilometers per hour, which was very fast in this world where transportation was inconvenient, although the spell was flawed in that it cost tremendous magic power and required a day of rest for two hours of flight.

The bat form of the vampires was much better. They could fly 50 meters per second, or 180 kilometers an hour. More importantly, the bat form was just one of their many shapes and did not consume anything. They could fly for a whole day as long as they had enough stamina.

While the dragons were faster than them, the dragons were too big and had a low acceleration, and they were not as agile as the bat form of vampires at low altitude.

Therefore, vampires were all very confident about aerial warfare.

But Edmund was completely dumbfounded at this point. All the little bats' eyes and mouths were wide open.

What was this thing which was crashing into him at an unbelievable speed with a bolt of lightning in each hand and a magic shield?

How could a human being fly so fast?

It took him only a short moment to think, but during that short moment, Edmund had sensed a sharp pain in his soul.

The human being that was emitting blue light, in the midst of whistling wind, passed right through his bats.

After a collision, blood and meat burst out like raindrops, leaving a human-shaped hollow with outstretched arms on the cloud of bats.

Then, this blue shadow was swallowed by a spatial bubble after it penetrated through the blood, before it was spurted upward. It then took a curve and swirled back.

Gravity could not be completely upset even though this was a magic world and he had a magic shield.

The bats were stunned for quite a while. Then, they tried to fly down into the woods.

At this point, Edmund couldn't care less about who the blue Mage magnate was anymore. Having been hurt both spiritually and physically, it was impossible for him to defeat that monster above him, who was about to swoop at him again.

Run. He had to run.

Now, half of the bats were already gone. Those little creatures were flapping their wings with their best.

They were closer and closer to the woods, but the magic waves behind came even more rapidly.

Edmund exerted all his strength, and so did all his bats, but the magic waves behind him were still faster.

Looking at the woods before his eyes, Edmund knew that he didn't have enough time.

Gritting his teeth, he abandoned most of the bats, and one of the bats slipped away and flew in another direction.

Pa… Dum!

The flashing blue shadow, with two long bolts of lightning, pierced through all the bats, and blood and meat erupted like a smashed watermelon. Then, Roland crashed on the ground.

The trees were all shaking under the intense earthquake.

At the center of the crash, a crater three meters in radius and half a meter deep had appeared.

Squatting in the crater, Roland felt numb.

Though he was protected by a magic shield, the counterforce caused by the collision had consumed two thirds of his mana. If his body were as weak as it was in reality, he would've had broken bones all over.

After quite a while, he rose from the crater, only to see no enemies nearby. He secretly sighed.

He had hoped to capture this male vampire and see if he could draw back the female one.

He was quite greedy about the female vampire's ability to change a spell model.

But he did not expect the male vampire to be so smart as to escape like a gecko cutting its tail.

It was hard to kill a vampire. As long as one of the bats escaped, he would come back again after a year of rest.

Fine… I'd better find a chance later. Then Roland looked around.

He was concluding the lessons he learned from the battle.

At first, he had intended to electrify the bats with the lightning in his hands.

But then, he found that his collision was even more powerful.

Those bats had been reduced to bits the moment they hit his magic shield.

It was understandable on second thought. Just now, he was flying at about five hundred kilometers per hour, and he weighed around 65 kilograms, so his momentum was surprisingly massive.

If he flew at the highest speed, he could reach about eight hundred kilometers per hour.

Instead of crashing into the enemy, he could shape Hand of Magic into a long miaodao and cut the miaodao through the enemy!

How powerful would that be?

Roland took a deep breath, excited by his idea.

Would he be able to cut a dragon in two?

Also, if he controlled it well and flew at a low attitude, he could use the skill as some sort of Charge.

Under the boost of a spatial bubble, he could raise his saber and fly past a couple of enemies.

It was quite thrilling.

He thought in excitement for a while, before he returned to the rock tent with Teleportation.

He had saved the coordinates of that place earlier.

The moment he returned, Andonara and Vivian jumped out and examined him. They weren't relieved until they confirmed that he was unhurt.

He told the magic apprentices that they were safe now. After they went back to sleep, he stayed on watch.

In the meantime, he opened the spell model of Spatial Bubble in the system and tried to further improve the impetus of the spatial bubbles, reduce the time cost for activation, and increase the range of the items that they could absorb.

Time went by, little by little. The three magic spiders encountered no intruders up until dawn.

In the morning, everybody had breakfast and continued the journey.

The road conditions were much better after the previous day.

They finally reached Liguburg City, their destination.

This was a medium-sized city with a Magic Tower in it.

The city guards were greatly alarmed when Roland's team arrived at the city gate.

Generally speaking, few Mages traveled in groups. Those guards feared that the strangers were enemies.

But they were too afraid of Mages, who were known to be mysterious, powerful and temperamental, to stop them.

While they hesitated, the six carriages entered the city and went straight to the local Magic Tower.

The Magic Tower was usually the tallest building in every city, so it was impossible for them to miss their target.

The six carriages stopped before the Magic Tower, and Roland jumped off. The soldiers that guarded the Magic Tower came to him in fright.

The fastest of them had already left to inform the master of the Magic Tower.

A moment later, a middle-aged Mage in a crimson robe walked out of the Magic Tower.

He was slightly surprised to see Roland, and he exclaimed in shock when he saw Andonara. "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

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Chapter 316 Knowledge Exchange

Though the Association of Mages and the royal family weren't exactly on the same side, their relationship was quite complicated.The chairmen of most Magic Towers had been invited by the royal family to dinners and entertainment.

Although Andonara was not crazy about parties, there were certain occasions where she had to show up with her king husband.

Therefore, a lot of people actually knew her and had met her before.

Andonara, being an antisocial person, remembered few celebrities she met, but she had left a deep impression on everybody who had seen her with her beautiful appearance.

Many of them fell in love with her, or even wanted to do other things with her, after meeting her.

The chairman of this particular Magic Tower had seen Andonara at Princess Veronica's birthday party a year earlier. He was quite mesmerized by her.

A year had passed, and Andonara was now before his eyes again just when he was starting to forget her beauty.

Holding Roland's hand, Andonara was rather surprised. "And you are…?"

"Yelia, chairman of the local Magic Tower." The middle-aged man glanced at Roland in confusion. "Your Majesty, who is this guy next to you?"

Because the royal family kept a low profile, only few nobles and some people in Delpon knew that Andonara had been lured away. Those informed nobles might gossip with each other but would not spread the news.

Many people in Delpon were aware of it, but they were too insignificant and uninfluential to convince people in other cities.

So, in Yelia's eyes, Andonara was still an honorable queen who was supposed to stay in the royal palace instead of here.

Besides, did the king know that the queen was so intimate with a young man?

Andonara was about to reply that he was her man.

But Roland spoke faster. "I'm Roland, chairman of the Magic Tower in Delpon."

"Roland from Delpon?" The middle-aged man's eyes glittered. He had been rather interested in Queen Andonara, but the moment he heard Roland's name, he forgot all about the queen and stepped forward. "The Roland who invented the derivative models of Hand of Magic?"

Roland nodded. "That's me."

"Come on." He grabbed Roland's hand and pulled him to the Magic Tower. "There's something that has been confusing me. Please enlighten me."

Roland chuckled and followed Yelia into the Magic Tower.

Andonara and the rest of the group followed them.

Andonara couldn't help but smile at Roland's background.

She was slightly worried when Yelia focused all his attention on her without talking to Roland first.

After all, identity and face mattered in this world, and Andonara feared that she would be the center of most people's attention because of her old identity, like what happened just now, and that Roland's pride as a man would be hurt.

But she now realized that it was unlikely to happen.

In any case, Roland was the best Mage of his level, and he could easily attract people's attention, while she could be the woman behind him.

Yelia entered the Magic Tower holding Roland's hand.

The Magic Tower of Liguburg City was larger in size than the one in Delpon. Its first floor was also in the KTV style, with all kinds of colorful magic crystal lamps on the wall.

Yelia led Roland to the fourth floor of the Magic Tower while the magic apprentices and Andonara were entertained on the second floor.

Andonara, in particular, was served by three female magic apprentices and four maids that a butler-looking man sent.

Both parties exchanged formalities warmly and discreetly.

Until the two chairmen returned from the fourth floor, they couldn't really decide how they should get along with each other.

So, they kept up formalities for now.

In the magic lab, Yelia presented the model of a derivative spell of Hand of Magic and pointed at one of the nodes on it, while he asked earnestly, "What did you think, or what mechanism did you follow, when you modified this node?"

"This is a pattern control node. By relocating it here from its original place, you can change the shape of a spell model."

"Then how did you know that it's a pattern control node?"

"I calculated it," Roland said matter-of-factly. "There are few nodes in Hand of Magic. After establishing a database, you can figure out the functions of the nodes through data confirmation and deduction."

"A database?" Yelia scratched his head, as he was not sure what it was. "Was it not endowed through the perception of mental power?"

It was Roland who was stunned this time. "Endowed through the perception of mental power?"

Both of them fell silent and sat down.

Roland offered to say, "Let's exchange our special knowledge."

Yelia nodded in delight. "That's what I hope too."

The magic apprentices waited for five hours on the second floor, before the two chairmen finally came down from the fourth floor.

Yelia asked his magic apprentices to clean up the third floor and had a welcome party prepared.

Roland and Andonara, on the other hand, were invited to the fifth floor, which was empty. They could stay there for now.

After the welcome party, the magic apprentices all took a rest.

Roland and Yelia returned to the lab on the fourth floor.

After another two hours of academic communication, they decided to take a break.

Having a mouthful of fruit wine, Yelia suddenly asked, "Why… is the queen with you?"

"For reasons that I would rather not tell." Roland smiled bitterly.

Yelia asked enviously, "The king is not doing anything about it?"

"He doesn't seem to be!"

Roland found the king's decision on this matter rather perplexing himself.

"Then is she still the queen?"

"Yes!" Roland thought for a moment and said, "Her title hasn't been revoked yet. The king does not seem to be taking her crown away."

Hiss!

Yelia took a deep breath.

Deep in his heart, Roland did not want to talk much about Andonara with an outsider. He changed the subject and asked, "Right, Chairman Yelia, how much do you know about vampires?"

Yelia was briefly stunned. "You met vampires too?"

"Too?" Roland raised his eyebrow in surprise.

Yelia nodded and said, "Vampires have been spotted near our city recently. Some girls have gone missing as well. I've been entrusted by the mayor to investigate the matter. I met two vampires and had three battles with them, but none of us won."

He then suddenly chuckled. "Do you want our Magic Towers to deal with the vampires together?"

At this point, Roland saw a quest notification:

Quest received: Clear the nest of the evil vampires together with the Magic Tower in Liguburg.

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Chapter 317 How Lucky

Roland was of a mind to cancel the quest.His main responsibility was to travel and learn with the magic apprentices. Difficulties were welcome, but he didn't want to put their lives in danger.

But after some thought, he didn't cancel it.

He could keep the quest in the system even if he didn't want to do it. It wouldn't be a big deal.

Seeing that Roland was still silent, Yelia continued, "Those two vampires aren't strong. I fought them to a standstill by myself last time. If I have your help, it will be more than easy to kill them."

Roland was rather tempted. After all, this was a blue quest that promised tremendous EXP.

He thought for a moment and said, "I have to be responsible for the safety of the apprentices. The vampires are already onto me. If I piss off more of them, I may have problems."

Roland was certain that the vampires that Yelia came across weren't the two that he met.

He had sensed that Yelia wasn't very strong. Since they were close to each other, they could perceive each other's spiritual waves.

Though Yelia had a great capacity for magic, about two-thirds of what Roland had, the problem was that Yelia's spiritual waves were unstable.

The more stable a spellcaster's spiritual waves were, the more likely their casting would succeed and the more powerful their spells would be.

Yelia's spiritual waves were stable in general, but unfortunately, they would suddenly spike or plummet every other minute.

It only happened within a few milliseconds, but Roland still perceived it.

It meant that Yelia's spiritual power had hidden problems.

It was fine in peacetime, but it would affect the speed and power of his spells in battles.

So, Yelia was not actually as strong as he appeared. Though he was an elite, the strength that he could carry out was probably only LV4.

Even so, he had overpowered two vampires, which meant that those two couldn't have been the same two that Roland ran into.

The two vampires that Roland ran into were both close to the Master level.

If the male vampire hadn't recklessly atomized himself only to be hit in the soul by Roland's lightning when he was defenseless, it would've been tricky for Roland to deal with him.

"Wouldn't it be better?" Hearing that, Yelia smiled and said, "If the two vampires you met are here too, we will destroy them altogether."

Roland thought for a moment and said, "Let me consider for a night."

Yelia nodded with a smile. He knew that it was not a thing that could be rushed.

After some chit-chat, Roland went to the big chamber on the fifth floor that was prepared for him.

Andonara was waiting for him inside.

She smiled when she saw Roland. "I want my pajamas."

Andonara's personal items had all been kept in Roland's system Backpack.

As an apprentice who needed to gain more social experience, Vivian had kept all her stuff in the carriage and had to take care of them by herself.

But Andonara did not need that. She was very strong, and Roland could vaguely tell that Andonara was growing stronger even without much exercise.

Was the Hero bloodline so powerful?

No wonder the king was reluctant to abandon her.

Roland took the pajamas out of the Backpack, and Andonara began to change.

Seeing things that he shouldn't see, Roland closed his eyes and said helplessly, "Please be more careful. I'm a man, you know. If you're always so ignorant of me, I may do something one day."

"That's fine." Andonara smiled in her pajamas. "This body is yours anyway, as has been acknowledged by the king. You can do whatever you want."

Toward the end of her sentence, Andonara's voice became lazy and alluring.

Roland clicked his tongue and ignored her.

Andonara chuckled and lay down on the bed.

Roland opened his eyes and considered Yelia's proposal before the desk.

Now that he had pissed off those vampires, running was not the best solution. Yelia was right that all the troubles would be gone if he killed them.

But it remained a problem how to ensure the safety of the apprentices.

Vampires were not barbarians who had more brawn than brains. They were cunning, proud, stealthy, and rather vindictive.

Roland wasn't sure whether or not the vampires would send their subordinates or kin to attack the magic apprentices while he dealt with them.

What should I do? Roland subconsciously held his chest and contemplated.

"You seem to be troubled by something," Andonara said from the bed. "Would you like to talk to me?"

Roland told his concerns to Andonara.

After, Andonara smiled. "You're overthinking; you care too much. In fact, if the vampires want to retaliate against the magic apprentices, you can use them as bait."

The dilemma in Roland's mind was immediately resolved.

Since he had been born in a peaceful age and country, the last thing that Roland wanted to see was the death of his loved ones.

So, Roland was always restricted when he had a target that he needed to protect.

It was not easy to break free from cultural shackles.

What Andonara said, however, gave him a new idea.

The next day, he went to Yelia and said, "Chairman Yelia, I would like to deal with those vampires with you."

Yelia patted Roland's shoulder delightedly and said, "Okay, you won't regret your decision. The vampires are rich. We'll split their wealth after we kill them."

Roland didn't say anything. He was not interested in any wealth, not as much as he was in EXP.

After having the breakfast that the Tower prepared for them, the magic apprentices of both sides exchanged their understanding of magic.

Roland talked to Andonara in private about the things she should pay attention to, then he left the city in a carriage with Yelia.

Almost all the roads outside of cities in this world were in terrible condition. While the carriage shakily rode on, Yelia said, "The Magic Tower is funded by the city and therefore is responsible for removing dangers to the citizens. I've been a chairman for a dozen years, and I've killed many magical beasts, foul creatures, walking dead, and so on, but this is the first time that I deal with vampires."

"You're a little bit nervous?" asked Roland.

"No, I just feel that they don't deserve their fame," Yelia explained. "According to the books, vampires are very strong, but the two I dealt with were rather weak."

"Maybe you were too strong." Roland smiled casually.

Roland was not stupid. He knew that Yelia was actually weak and might have run into two vampires that were even weaker, but those thoughts should be kept to himself.

Sometimes, the truth could be hurtful.

"Hahahaha." Yelia was rather delighted. He felt that Roland was interesting and not an arrogant man. He said, "In fact, I wasn't very strong, but I had some good stuff. A few days ago, a mercenary team ran to my city and sold a piece of magic equipment to me at a high price, claiming that it could suppress dark creatures. It did work on the vampires."

"What is it?" Roland was rather curious.

"This is it." Yelia took out some kind of black brick from his robe. "Those mercenaries call it 'Black Bones.' It's a strange name."

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Chapter 318 Home of Vampires

The black brick seemed plain at first glance.But if one were to perceive it more carefully, they would feel the strangeness emanating from inside.

The strange waves were so feeble that they couldn't be detected when Yelia kept the brick under his robe.

Roland stared at it for a while but failed to recognize it.

Yelia simply threw it to him and said, "Would you like to take a look?"

Roland was briefly stunned. Just now, Yelia said that it cost him a fortune. How could he have thrown such an expensive item so casually?

Noticing Roland's surprise, Yelia smiled. "It's just an odd magic item. It may be worth some money, but not a lot for Mages. Mr. Roland, it hasn't been long since you took over your Magic Tower, has it?"

"Only half a year." Roland weighed the black brick in his hand.

"Then it's understandable." Yelia smiled and said, "When I first took over my Tower, I found gold coins very important; but after a dozen years as chairman, it has occurred to me that gold coins are just a concept with which we buy magic materials. They're just numbers and we're never short of them. Though this magic item is somewhat strange, it's nothing but a couple of gold coins."

Roland realized that the guy was telling him that money shouldn't be a Mage's concern, and that the guy was only treating the item as an unimportant toy.

Shifting his attention to the black brick, Roland found that it was made of odd materials. At first, Roland thought that it was a brick or a stone, but then he found that it was more like a piece of jade.

But after touching it for a while, Roland found that it was not jade either.

He had a few pieces of jade in reality, and he knew how jade should feel. This definitely felt different.

It was smooth but not as vulnerable as jade.

It was very elastic and tensile. Roland thought it gave him the feeling of ivory.

Elephant tusks were very expensive, but there was one at Schuck's home that allegedly dated back a hundred years. Roland had touched it many times when he visited Schuck. It felt similar to this unknown black brick.

Was it a tooth?

But wasn't it too huge?

Was it an elephant tusk too?

Roland narrowed his eyes.

The carriage moved on and soon left the city.

Yelia lifted the curtain and, looking at the unmoving woods outside of the window, said, "As dark creatures, vampires are most vulnerable during the day. Though they're nested in caves or underground, they will be affected. We can totally crush them if we join forces."

Roland threw the Black Bones back to Yelia and said, "You said that the vampires are rich… but didn't you say that gold coins are not important?"

"Gold coins are not the only things that count as wealth." Yelia smiled and said, "The vampires have the habit of stashing magic gems and materials. More importantly, the vampires are magic materials themselves!"

Roland seemed both surprised and confused.

Yelia was delighted to see Roland's expression. He said proudly, "Many Mages do not know that the blood of vampires is a useful catalyst that can add special effects to alchemical potions. Their teeth and bones can also increase the hardness of weapons and armor if added during forging."

Roland was surprised. "Seriously?"

"Their bone powder is the best of all!" said Yelia in amazement. "If vampires are killed by powerful spells of the light class, they will turn into bone powder, which is a great magic material that can significantly boost enchantment."

Roland immediately grew interested. "It's a material for enchantment?"

"Yes!"

There was a cavern in the hill about sixty kilometers from Liguburg City.

Inside the cavern, Christina, the woman who competed with Roland for a whole night, was standing before an old man in a black robe and a black cape.

The man's hair was silver. He seemed old, but he was still handsome and graceful, except that his pale skin made him a little creepy.

Seated on a rough stone chair, the old man looked down at Christina and asked, "You still haven't found the Black Bones yet?"

"Lord Bruce, those humble human beings split up. I was misdirected by them."

Bruce nodded and then looked at a little bat that was hanging on the wall upside down not far away. "Edmund, what happened to you?"

The bat squeaked and shook its body excitedly on the wall.

Christina burst into laughter after hearing what was said.

Bruce looked weird too. He seemed to be trying to hold back his laughter. "A human being disbanded your bats in midair? Did you meet a dragon in human shape?"

"Creak! Creak! Creak! Creak!"

The bat shivered even harder.

Bruce stood up and said slowly, "Are you sure he was a human being? Christina was after him?"

At this point, Christina frowned and said, "Are you talking about the guy in the rock tent?"

The bat squeaked again.

Bruce looked at Christina and asked, "You met the man too?"

"Yes!"

Immediately, Christina told him what happened to her earlier—of course, without the unnecessary details, such as how she felt that whoever was inside the rock tent understood her.

Bruce, the old man, clapped his hands, and a few gorgeous men and women appeared from behind him.

"You will investigate in Liguburg and try to find the Black Bones."

Those pale but gorgeous men and women nodded.

Then, Bruce said to Christina, "You should remember the smell of the man who hurt Edmund, right? Bring him to me."

Christina frowned. "Lord Bruce, since Edmund has been so heavily wounded by him, I don't think I will be able to defeat him."

"That's fine." Bruce clapped his hands again, and another few pale men and women appeared. "You will follow Christina and listen to her commands."

"Yes, sir." All of them accepted the mission.

Christina revealed no emotion, but her eyebrow was slightly furrowed.

On the other hand, Yelia's carriage had taken Roland to a wood.

"Based on the intelligence I've gathered, those two vampires must be hiding in this wood." Yelia smiled and said, "I spent a lot of time and money to find their shelter."

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Chapter 319 Ethnic Sociology

After Christina and her crew left the cavern, Bruce opened his mouth at the little bat hanging on the wall.The two sharp teeth in his mouth could be clearly seen.

Then, crimson magic power spurted out of his mouth and sank into the bat's body.

The little bad immediately expanded. When it became the size of an adult pig, it disintegrated into hundreds of smaller bats that flapped their wings and squeaked noisily in the cavern.

Bruce slightly frowned. He could barely tolerate the noise even though he was a vampire too.

But thankfully, those bats were soon regathered into a little boy who had blue hair and blue eyes.

Edmund, as a kid, fell on one of his knees and almost cried out. "Thank you for your help, Lord Bruce."

"That's all right." Bruce nodded and continued after a cough, "I can tell that you're grateful, but it's not good that you are not cooperative. The vampires of the Bruce family should always love and help each other. Our family cannot thrive unless we stand together. I know that you're not fond of Christina because you're scared that she will monopolize my love."

Edmund shook his head hard. "Lord Bruce, I won't think that way anymore."

"Very good." Bruce nodded in great comfort. "You're both my kids, and I treat you equally. There's no need to worry. You're only half as strong as before. Take a rest for a few days. If you need virgin blood, go to Cormon. Get recovered soon. We still need you."

Edmund almost shed hot tears even though his vampire body was cold. "Yes, Lord Bruce."

After Edmund left, Bruce heaved a long sigh and said, "How exhausting."

He closed his eyes and took a rest. Soon, a young male vampire appeared.

Different from the other vampires who were gloomy, this vampire was rather sunny and perky deep down in his soul even though his skin was pale too.

He walked to Bruce and, without bowing or greeting, gave Bruce a manuscript that was written on precious paper, before he said, "Lord Bruce, here are some of my ideas. I hope that they can be helpful."

"Three-Year Execution, Five-Year Planning?"

Reading the title on the cover of the manuscript, Bruce turned the pages and skimmed through them.

The male vampire explained solemnly, "After a month of observation, I've found a lot of problems in our group. The deficiencies in our system are grave, but we can take our time to fix that. Our priority at this point is to improve the quantity and quality of our food."

Hearing that, Bruce's eyes glittered. "What are your thoughts?"

"It has occurred to me that many of our people accidentally suck the girls dry when they're too addicted to blood. From my observations, I conclude that they're gluttonous because they're hungry most of the time. If we can provide a stable source of food, I believe our brothers and sisters will be less eager for blood, and the survival rate of our food will significantly increase."

Bruce asked curiously, "How are you going to provide a stable source of food?"

"It's very simple. Improve the living environment of the virgins, give them more liberty, and promote the virgins who are more inclined to us and who have leadership skills to manage the rest, so that they will be less scared of us."

"How will we benefit from that?"

"A happy life will make the quality of their blood better. Their ability to produce blood will be improved too." The young vampire smiled. "More importantly, it's the first step to transform them into our vassals."

Bruce asked in confusion, "Why should we transform food into our vassals?"

"Don't underestimate human women." The young vampire smiled mysteriously. "If you raise up some human girls and teach them that they are connected to vampires, they can be our most powerful shields and spears."

Bruce narrowed his eyes. "That's an interesting theory. You must be a big shot among the Golden Sons."

"Not exactly. I'm just a common graduate student…" The young vampire smiled. "Or in the vernacular of this world, I'm a Scholar."

"A Scholar?" Bruce was surprised. "Impressive! What field of knowledge are you best at?"

"Ethnic sociology!"

"What's that?"

"It studies the relationship between powerful and weak peoples and how they get along with each other."

Bruce nodded slowly. "So, you came to us and willingly turned into a vampire from a Golden Son just to study how we got along with human beings and to provide data for your studies?"

"It's only part of the reason." The young vampire smiled and said, "The other reason is that the vampires really have a lot of potential, and I dream of becoming an expert too."

Bruce nodded and said, "Kid, I think you're qualified to call me Father now."

"Sorry, but I have to refuse." The young vampire waved his hands and said, "My parents are still alive."

Bruce sighed. "What a shame."

Yelia and Roland climbed to the top of the hill.

Yelia pointed at the depths of the hill and said, "The nest is over there. I'll go to the entrance in the front. There's also an exit in the rear of the hill."

He placed a map before Roland.

"You will attack from the rear and surround the two vampires with me. We will not let them escape."

There was anger in Yelia's eyes. "They really should've known better than to mess around on my territory."

Roland chuckled. "Okay. That seems like a sound plan."

Yelia was a responsible man to attack from the front, which would usually encounter more resistance. It was usually less dangerous to attack from the rear.

"Remember, if you run into the vampires, don't hesitate and just try your best. They're good at mental spells. Don't be enchanted by them."

"Got it!" Roland nodded.

Then they split up. Roland came to the rear of the hill and found a cave where an iron door had been established according to the map.

Shoving the weeds away, Roland pushed the door, only to see that it had been locked tightly. He examined it again and found a finger's gap below the door.

Roland dropped a magic spider down, and it soon crawled behind the door through the gap.

Then, many pictures were sent into Roland's head.

After that, Roland squeezed a Hand of Magic to size and sent it into the gap, before he restored it to its normal shape.

In the end, he removed the plug on the back of the door and pushed the door again. It opened.

A strange stink of urine wafted out from behind the door.

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Chapter 320 A Simple Matter

Roland couldn't help but back off when he caught whiff of the stink.But he managed to hold it back. He cast Magic Shield, Body Fortification, Agility, Hearing Increase and other buffs to himself, before he stepped into the cave.

Thanks to the protection of the magic shield, the stink of urine that Roland smelled was not as insufferable as before.

The moment he stepped into the cave, Roland established a field of mental power.

It was not very large. He intentionally kept it within a range of ten meters.

The cave was extremely dark and he could barely see five meters in front of him. Also, the terrain was complicated in the cave. There might be a couple of crossroads on every path.

However, it had been three minutes since Roland met the last crossroad.

As he pressed deeper, the cave grew darker and darker still.

He walked as softly as possible. Up until now, he hadn't found any enemies.

But then he heard some queer noises from up ahead.

Sounds were more or less deformed because of the echo in the cave, and when they were transmitted far away, they became so creepy that they were like the whispers of ghosts.

Those obscure noises were blood-freezing in the darkness.

Roland walked forward, but he suddenly detected a secret chamber nearby with his mental field. Inside the chamber were a dozen human-shaped creatures.

The chamber was not locked. Roland pushed the door and opened it easily.

He was vigilant at first, but then it occurred to him that those human-shaped creatures were very feeble and their spiritual waves were unsteady.

Roland waved his hand, and a tiny, dim ball of light appeared before him.

Then, he saw a bunch of naked girls crouching or lying inside the secret chamber. They were clean and did not reek, but they were all asleep.

Roland examined them, only to see red flecks on their neck and arms. Upon closer look, he found that the flecks were bite marks.

Were they left by the vampires after they enjoyed the food?

Those girls must be the so-called "blood slaves."

Roland was going to treat the girls, but then he realized that he should probably annihilate the two vampires as well as the dark creatures under their control first in case they were alarmed.

He exited the secret chamber and walked several meters. Then he stopped.

He saw a crossroad ahead of him; he only needed to set up an ambush here.

He closed his eyes and waited a few minutes. Then he heard hasty footsteps from ahead.

A woman rushed closer in panic.

She stopped when she was ten meters from Roland, and she stared at him with her crimson eyes.

Naturally, Roland saw her too.

Her red, vicious eyes were too obvious in the darkness.

Though Yelia had asked him to attack the vampires the moment he saw them, Roland still asked, "You stole the girls inside that secret chamber, didn't you?"

"You nosy Mages, do you know who you are dealing with?" The woman's fingernails were growing, and hatred and humiliation were on her pretty, pale face. "Those blood slaves are in the service of the great Lord Bruce…"

It was indeed the case!

Roland felt that he had done something redundant. There were too few good vampires in this world for him to run into one.

Two bolts of lightning appeared in Roland's hands and joined into a glittering, jumping net of electricity.

Lightning spells took the least time to the cast among all spells.

This vampire was quite weak. She had been hit by the blue and white net before she could react.

The lightning bolts licked the vampire's body and tied her up.

Roland was very strong. The lightning was very powerful too, not to mention that he used Dual Casting.

The female vampire couldn't move at all. Her eyes were white, and her body was darkening and dehydrating fast.

Vampires were most susceptible to theurgy of light. Lightning spells were next. Fire spells worked well on them too.

The beautiful vampire was about to be electrocuted to death, when a swarm of bats squeaked and flew close. It took the shape of a man and roared, "Humble human being, let go of her!"

The man was covered in blood, and his clothes were ragged as if he had been cut by countless blades.

In fear and panic, he watched his partner be controlled by the lightning. He was about to lunge at her and rescue her. Vampires were sturdy and could still be saved despite such heavy wounds.

But before he jumped to Roland, three blue ropes darted to him from behind and tied the male vampire up. He fell on the ground.

"Stop! I ask you to stop!"

On the ground, the male vampire struggled and wriggled like a worm.

He was so desperate and frightened that his tears and snot were flowing. It was quite an ugly scene.

Unmoved, Roland increased the output of his magic power, and the female vampire stopped cramping. Her body had been blackened and shrunk in size.

Roland stopped casting when the female vampire was reduced to a pile of ashes.

"No!"

The male vampire struggled to raise his head and looked at the ashes not far away in grief.

"Vampires can cry too?" Yelia came close and stepped on the back of the male vampire's head, before he roared in fury, "When you kidnapped the girls in my territory, did you consider how sad their families would be? You can survive on animal blood, but you insist on drinking human blood. You are evil, corrupt creatures."

The male vampire did not hear a thing that Yelia said. He simply stared at the ashes and bashed the ground, wailing.

"Speak. Where are you hiding the girls you kidnapped?" Yelia stared at the vampire below him coldly and stamped the vampire's head with his foot. "If you tell me the truth, I'll give you a quick death."

The vampire simply stared at the ashes and wept.

"I found a secret chamber in the rear. There were thirteen unconscious girls inside," said Roland suddenly.

"They're all alive? The number is right too."

Delighted, Yelia sneered at the male vampire and stepped back to chant. Three seconds later, eight colorful rainbows smashed into the bound male vampire at the same time, turning him into bone powder.

When Prismatic Spray killed an enemy, there was a small chance that Obliteration would be triggered, and the enemy would be turned into ashes.

Looking at the gray bone powder, Yelia was quite satisfied with his luck. He smiled and said, "The bone powder here is worth at least fifty gold coins, and it's always in demand. It's yours now, Mr. Roland."

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Chapter 321 Another Acciden

Roland thought for a moment and put the bone powder in the system Backpack.

Vampires were rare. If their bone powder was helpful with enchantment, he certainly couldn't miss out.

After all, enchantment was what he was studying at this point.

"I owe you one," Roland said to Yelia with a smile.

Although the bone powder of vampires was only worth fifty gold coins, Yelia had mentioned that it was always in demand. Roland might not be able to find anyone who sold it when he really needed it.

Yelia smiled too when he saw that Roland accepted the bone powder.

Few Mages were dumb. As the creator of the derivative models of Hand of Magic, Roland was apparently gifted.

More importantly, Roland was very young and seemed to have just reached adulthood.

So, his future was nothing but promising.

It was definitely a good thing to make friends with such a young man.

"It's a shame that we can't find the treasures that the vampires hid," Yelia said helplessly. "I don't want to ask the people of the Guild of Rogues to help. One-third of the fortunes in places they examine will be gone, and they will split the remaining two-thirds with you. They're downright bandits."

Roland thought for a moment and asked, "How about investigating with mental power?"

"To be honest, I've already used up two-thirds of my magic power." Yelia shrugged and said, "Besides, this cave is rather huge. I'm afraid we can't scrutinize every corner after we use up all our mental power."

"Is it really that huge?"

Roland had read the map outside of the cave earlier. The hill was not very huge to him.

Yelia looked at Roland strangely.

"Let me have a try."

Roland closed his eyes and fully unleashed his mental power, but naturally, the tentacles of his mental power avoided Yelia.

A probing sphere with a radius of around 75 meters was established. Everything within the sphere was reflected in Roland's mind.

Different from eyesight that could be blocked, the vision of the mind had no blind angles.

At this moment, magnificent magic power flowed out of Roland's body, fluttering his robe like wind.

Yelia watched it in silence expressionlessly.

About half a minute later, Roland recalled his mental power, and his fluttering robe stilled.

He opened his eyes and said, "There's indeed a big secret chamber somewhere up ahead. Let's go and take a look."

They walked on for twenty meters, and Roland tapped a wall and said, "The chamber is behind this wall, but the door…"

The detection of mental power could only see the rough shapes of items and could not reveal details.

Examining the wall and searching for a trigger, Yelia asked, "Do you have an elven bloodline?"

"No. Why?"

"As far as I know, only the elves can detect such a wide range with their mind without much magic power. In order for a human being to explore such a wide range, we would have to…" Yelia suddenly shouted, "Here! This must be it!"

He found a weirdly shaped stone. He twisted it and heard a click from inside. Then, both of them pushed the heavy door hard and opened it.

A luminous ball was sent in, illuminating several boxes inside the chamber. Yelia smiled and said, "They've indeed hidden something, but don't open the boxes recklessly. Vampires can be sordid. They often set up traps against enemies who covet their treasures. In moments like this, we need to trigger the traps with Hand of Magic, or crack the traps with the Unlocking spell."

"I only know Hand of Magic."

Yelia stepped away and smiled. "As the creator of the derivative models of Hand of Magic, you must show me this spell."

Fine… Roland snapped his fingers, and two gigantic blue hands appeared in midair, before they reshaped into hammers.

Yelia's face became weird. "This is not Hand of Magic so much as a combination of Weapon Summoning and Weapon Morphing, isn't it?"

"Really?"

Roland did not reply but simply smashed the boxes with the blue hammers.

After a few smashes, one box started to ejaculate green gas, and another was darting out green daggers.

There were indeed traps. Roland realized that he could learn a lot of things from experienced folk.

They quitted the chamber, and Yelia cast Detoxification within.

He seemed rather envious. "You are too gifted."

Roland smiled shyly.

After several minutes, they reentered the chamber and opened all the other boxes with violence.

They found almost a hundred gold coins and a pile of gems.

"Those were two rich vampires." Yelia separated the loot into halves and gave one to Roland. "This is yours. The two halves might not be entirely even. Please don't mind."

Roland put his part into the system Backpack, and Yelia packed the gold coins and the gems in a black bag, before he hung the bag on his shoulder.

Checking the time in the system, Roland asked, "What about the girls? Our carriage is too small to accommodate all of them."

"Don't worry." Yelia said, "I informed the city guards before we came. If I'm not back in five hours, they will send a search party for us. We'll ask them to transfer the girls."

Oh… Roland found that the guy was very considerate.

"The smell here is funny. Let's get out." Yelia was quite happy that the vampires' treasures were looted and the girls were rescued.

Walking out of the cave, they were about to catch their breath, when they saw at least seven groups of bats swooping at them.

Those bats were quite dense and scary.

After two seconds of silence, Yelia jumped to his feet and shouted, "Run!"

It was already evening, and the sun had set.

The astonishing number of bats were charging at them. The glittering redness in their tiny eyes could be seen even though they were still far away.

Roland shouted to Yelia, "You go first! I'll cover you!"

"You…"

Hearing that, Yelia was about to stay and fight with him, but then he remembered that Roland, as a Golden Son, would not really die. So, he turned around and left without hesitation.

"Brother, we'll meet again at the Temple of Life."

In Yelia's eyes, there was no way that Roland could survive this; he would have to die once.

Seeing that Yelia was running quickly, Roland even had time to cast Acceleration on him.

Then, Roland focused his attention on the swarming bats.

It would take at least five seconds for the bats to reach him.

Enough… Roland took a deep breath, and a blue fireball took shape in his palm.

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Chapter 322 I Think I Know Who He Is

The blue fireball quickly expanded into an enormous fireball one and a half meters in diameter in only five seconds.At this point, those bats were only thirty meters from Roland.

It would take the bats no more than one second to fly across thirty meters, but as bats, they had no ability to attack, so they had to turn back into human shape first, which would take another half a second.

Therefore, they had to stop and transform.

As a result, Roland had an additional second for preparation.

Actually, those bats were already scared when they stopped.

The intense magic power inside the enormous blue fireball was frightening even though the bats were still thirty meters away.

Should they run?

The bats hesitated. They were supposed to run, but they outnumbered the enemy, and more importantly, none of the seven vampires were weaklings. It would be too embarrassing if they fled when a human Mage cast nothing more than a fireball.

This fireball couldn't be very fast, and they could just dodge it when it came.

While they thought, Roland took action.

"Let's get going!"

Roland roared and stomped, pushing out the gigantic fireball in his hand.

The fireball was indeed not very fast; it only moved about thirty meters per second.

After only two blinks of the eyes, it reached the bats.

Having predicted the trajectory of the fireball, all of the bats evaded its path.

They were quite responsive.

If everything went as expected, the fireball would pass through the gap between them until it disappeared into the sky as fundamental magic elements.

However, the fireball brightened like a sun and exploded when it was in the middle of the swarm of bats.

It sounded as if thunder rumbled right next to them, or a hundred cannonballs were detonated simultaneously.

The bats a dozen meters away were immediately turned into pulps of blood by the explosion.

Those further away fell from the sky, almost like a rain of bats.

Ripples spread quickly on Roland's Magic Shield. It seemed it would fall apart at any point.

Roland peeped at his mana bar, only to swallow.

As the red flames burst out and were pushed away by the blast of the explosion, the bats that fortunately survived the explosion were burnt into ashes in the airwaves, which had a temperature of hundreds of degrees.

Roland was only forty meters from the center of the explosion. The red airwaves raged like a tsunami, and all the trees near him were crumbled and set ablaze.

Roland had no time to run at all. He was flung away by the explosion, crashed into numerous trees on his way, and did not stop until his momentum ran out and he hit a huge boulder.

He struggled back to his feet, only to see that he was surrounded by fire.

The trees were on fire, and so were the grasses.

His Magic Shield was dim and even cracked.

He hurried to take out the Mind-Calming Necklace and put it on his neck.

The magic halo appeared, and Roland's mana was restored. He was able to maintain his shield.

At this point, not a single bat remained in the sky.

The wood here was burning, and Roland suddenly remembered something. Under the protection of the Magic Shield, he went to the vampires' nest through the fire and smoke and blocked the cave with a few rocks. After all, there were still a dozen unconscious girls in the cave, and if the smoke spread into the cave, they would probably be suffocated.

After he sealed the cave with the rocks, Roland was relieved and left the field of fire.

He couldn't go on anymore despite the support of the Mind-Calming Necklace.

On the other hand, Yelia's clothes were covered in grass, mud, and ash.

He didn't stop until he rolled a long time under the blast.

At this point, Yelia's ears were still ringing. He wasn't deafened because he was luckily a hundred meters away from the center of the explosion. Staring at the wildfire in shock, he heaved a long sigh and said, "What the hell is this?"

Hundreds of meters away from the explosion, a dozen plump and even somewhat cute bats landed on the grasses and turned into a beautiful girl with pale skin.

If Roland had seen her, he would've recognized her to be a younger version of the female vampire in the black dress he saw earlier.

This vampire girl was looking at the fire far away, not fully recovered from her fright.

To this moment, her ears hadn't recovered yet, and she couldn't hear anything.

But she was lucky enough to still be able to assume human shape. The scattered bats above her head could not transform into humans anymore.

What was that human being? How could a fireball be so powerful?

Was he a Legend?

No… The girl shook her head and vetoed the thought.

She stopped thinking and turned into a group of bats again, flying behind her people.

About three hours later, Christina returned to Bruce's camp, which was located near a lake far from human cities.

There was an enormous castle here, built right next to a steep mountain. The bats flew through the ancient castle and into a cavern in the mountain.

Bruce was still ensconced on the crude stone chair, accompanied by the sunny male vampire. He was stunned to see the scattered bats that just flew in.

Eventually, Christina flew in and turned into a little girl.

Bruce couldn't help but point his pale finger at the bats on the wall and ask, "Christina, what exactly happened?"

With a bitter smile, Christina said, "We ran into a human Mage, and he launched a big fireball at us."

"How's that possible?" Bruce was stunned. "He couldn't have wounded you like this even if it was a big fireball. There were several of you, and you must've had plenty of bats."

"That fireball is the most terrifying fireball of my memory." There was still fear on Christina's face. "Its effective damage covered at least a hundred square meters. The sound of the explosion alone destroyed half of my bats."

Bruce took a deep breath. "Is he a Legend?"

"No, he's just a young human male."

"That's unlikely. As far as I know, every Legend is an old man except those elves. Did you mistake an elf for a human male?"

Christina shook her head and said affirmatively, "I couldn't be wrong. I know the odor of a human when I smell it."

"That's odd…" Bruce frowned.

The sunny vampire nearby, however, suddenly asked, "Christina, how did the human Mage look?"

"Golden hair, blue eyes, plain face. But he did have a unique vibe. He's different from most people but somewhat similar to you, except that he's much more daunting."

The sunny vampire smiled bitterly. "I think I know who he is now."

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Chapter 323 You"d Better Not Do Tha

"I know who he is now." The sunny vampire smiled bitterly and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the man must be Roland, known as the strongest Mage among the Golden Sons."Christina, in her little girl version, frowned.

Bruce asked, "What makes this compatriot of yours the strongest Mage?"

"He's stronger than all the other Golden Sons who are Mages," the sunny vampire explained. "We've only been in this world for a year, and he has already turned into an Elite Mage. More importantly, he can modify spells. His modifications are remarkable."

Christina's eyes glittered. "The astonishingly powerful fireball is his modification?"

"Yes. That's his ultimate skill." The sunny vampire asked back, "Did you see him cast the spell?"

Christina nodded. "But we did not expect it to be so powerful."

"How long did he charge the spell?"

Christina thought for a moment and said, "About five seconds."

"Five seconds." The sunny vampire shook his head and said helplessly, "He's even stronger now."

"How so?" asked Bruce.

"He's the strongest Mage of my people, and his talent is Magic Power Control." The sunny vampire explained, "He can charge a spell for a long time in order to increase the effects of the spell. He can charge a big fireball for ten seconds at most before launching it."

Bruce found it hard to believe. "I never heard of such a talent before."

"Do you mean that we would've been more miserable if he had charged for ten seconds?"

The sunny vampire nodded and said, "I don't think any of you could've made it back."

Bruce said casually, "Now, that has to be an exaggeration."

Christina's eyes, on the other hand, glittered.

"Chief, if it's really Roland, I suggest we stay away from Liguburg City."

"Why?" Bruce was slightly angry. "We've operated there for a while. If we give up, all our efforts would be for nothing. I need an explanation, Wenger."

"Roland has a high prestige among my people." Wenger, the sunny vampire, smiled and said, "If he learns that there's a camp of vampires here, he will probably launch an attack."

"An Elite Mage is nothing to be scared of. All we need to do is to prevent him from charging." Bruce chuckled. "He's outnumbered."

"He has allies too." Wenger smiled bitterly. "He has a Saint Samurai friend who is also a dragon knight."

Both Bruce and Christina were greatly shocked by that.

What were vampires most scared of?

Spellcasters!

Only spellcasters could hurt them easily.

Of all the spellcasting classes, Saint Samurai was the most fearsome for them.

Favored by the Goddess of Light, the Saint Samurai were jerks whose very pores emitted the power of light.

Vampires could fight other spellcasters, but they had to run from Saint Samurai even if they were a level higher than the enemy.

Even the Legendary vampires had to keep as far away from the Master Saint Samurai as possible.

The Saint Samurai were their natural enemy, and they would be helpess if they didn't run!

"Then we probably need to keep a low profile for a while," said Bruce helplessly. Then he held his forehead with his hands.

Wenger smiled and said, "Wise decision, chief!"

Bruce waved his hands and dismissed the visitors.

Wenger nodded and left the cavern.

He intended to pick and raise up a couple of blood slaves to confirm the conclusions of his research projects in reality.

Now, Wenger felt that the smartest thing he had ever done in his life was to buy the immersive cabin when he had never played any other games before.

He didn't expect the AI of this world to be so vivid.

Of course, some players claimed that it was not AI but a real world.

Wenger agreed with them. If AI was alive and could think, this certainly would count as a real world.

The realer a world was, the more likely it was he could acquire useful data and conclusions.

The experiments that he couldn't conduct in reality could be done in this world when he found necessary resources.

Wenger strode out of the cavern, and little Christina caught up to him. Walking next to him, she asked, "Can you tell me more about Roland?"

Wenger turned around and looked at her. "Are you interested in him?"

"His spell is unique. I'd never known that a fireball could be intensified to that point." Christina thought for a moment and continued, "If possible, I'd like to make him my servant."

Wenger stopped and said, "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not?"

Wenger started to walk again. Then he said, "The Golden Sons are undying. Even if you make him your servant, he can always switch to a different body. After all, for a spellcaster, the level is not as important as knowledge and tricks, with which he can grow strong again and come back. Then, you would be faced with an undying monster who pesters you every day. Do you think you can escape from him?"

Well… Christina realized that her idea was indeed bad.

In the end, Wenger smiled at her and said, "I've got things to do, my lady. I'll take my leave if that's all."

"Okay." Christina sighed.

After Wenger left, she was going back home when she saw a black-haired kid.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Christina. I'm told that you were also reduced to a little girl by a fireball from that man. Is it fun?"

Christina walked to him and measured their heights; she was clearly one foot taller than him. She smiled and said, "I was better than you, anyway."

Edmund snorted and then grew solemn. "Are you interested in dealing with that man with me?"

"Are you trying to get killed?"

"The Golden Sons may be undying, but so what?" Edmund chuckled and said, "I've heard a lot about the foreign race. They will be weakened after each death. As long as we kill him a couple of times, he'll be at our mercy."

"What if he changes body?"

"Why are you so stupid?" Edmund looked at her as if she were a moron. "Can't you plant a seed on his soul after you defeat him? That way, you can recognize him however different he looks. You know that trick."

"That's a good point." Christina's eyes glittered, but then she grew vigilant. "Why are you helping me? What are you up to?"

"I want the man's body after you kill him! No matter how many times you kill him, I want all his bodies."

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Chapter 324 Competition

Roland saw that Yelia returned while he waited for the wildfire to die out.They met at the hilltop. Looking at the wildfire, Yelia asked, "Did you cause this?"

Roland nodded.

"What spell was that?" There was disbelief in Yelia's eyes. "It's as powerful as a forbidden spell."

"Inferior Fireball."

Yelia snorted angrily and sat down on the rock without care for his image. "Now is not the time for jokes."

Roland said sincerely, "It's really Inferior Fireball."

Yelia turned around abruptly and looked at him. "Are you serious?"

"Yes." Roland sat on the rock too and said helplessly, "Do you want me to show it to you again?"

"That will be unnecessary." Yelia waved his hands. Then, he clutched Roland's sleeves and said, "I'll give you five hundred gold coins for the spell model. Those are my savings from the past twenty years."

"Okay." Roland smiled and said, "I'll write it down for you after you go back to the city, but for the record, I do not guarantee that you can perform it as well as I can."

Roland had optimized the model of Inferior Fireball a lot and improved its speed and power. It was greatly different from the model he uploaded to the forum when he just started playing the game.

He was very proud of his work, and five hundred gold coins seemed to be a decent price.

Yelia nodded and said, "I understand. Everybody has different gifts."

As a Mage who was close to the Master level before he was fifty, Yelia was considered a genius by many people, but he knew very well that he was only mediocre and couldn't compare to the real geniuses.

He had seen a traveling Mage from the Fareins Kingdom. The spells of the wind class that the Mage used were unachievable and even unimaginable for other people, but he played with them casually.

So, Yelia knew very well that he needed only to try his best and walk forward steadily. It was unnecessary to compete with the prodigies.

However, Yelia did hope that he could meet a talented student. Even though he could only be a Master throughout his life, it would be great if he could raise his student into a Legend. In that way, he would have privileges because of his student's influence.

It was impossible for him to best Roland since the man was so young and so good, but if his students were stronger than Roland's, it would be very comforting for him.

At this point, the magic apprentices of the two parties were having a friendly meeting in the Magic Tower in Liguburg City.

Liguburg: "What? You're only learning Hand of Magic?"

Delpon: "Yes."

Liguburg: "Is that so complicated? Isn't it an elementary trick?"

Delpon: "Our chairman said that the elementary stuff had to be well grasped."

Liguburg: "Your chairman is too young."

Delpon: "Beg your pardon?"

Liguburg: "We're only speaking the truth."

Delpon: How about a match?

Most of the magic apprentices were young, and as the children of nobles and big merchants, they were proud too.

Those from Liguburg, as the hosts, had a sense of condescension, especially since Yelia was obviously older than Roland

The six magic apprentices of Delpon, on the other hand, were taught by Roland step by step. They admired and worshiped Roland and would not let anyone question his ability.

Now that neither of the two parties could convince each other, a match would be the best way to resolve the quarrel.

"Let's go to the magic lab. In case you complain that we took advantage of you, we will only send six contestants against you."

"All right!"

They ran to the lab on the fourth floor and split into two groups.

A magic apprentice from Liguburg stood out and, crooking his finger at the guests, declared proudly, "I'm Smail, and I'm capable of seven level-one spells, including Inferior Fireball, Wind Blade, Frightening, etcetera."

Vivian was of a mind to step out, as she was the strongest of her team.

But Old Jerry walked out before she did. He declared to the people of Liguburg, "I'm Jerry. Of the six students traveling with our teacher, I'm the most worthless."

The thirty magic apprentices on the opposite side all secretly chuckled at the old man.

Such an old magic apprentice was rare to come by. It was not hard to infer how untalented he was in magic.

"I'll not take advantage of you. I'll only deal with you using Inferior Fireball," said Smail with a critical smile.

The magic apprentices of Liguburg City all covered their grinning mouths.

They didn't go so far as to burst into laughter. After all, they had to show the guests some respect.

"I'm capable of Inferior Fireball too, but my Hand of Magic is better," said Jerry calmly.

The apprentices of Liguburg giggled again.

Hand of Magic, as a trick, was used when the magic apprentices grabbed items. What could a gripping and grabbing force of one kilogram do?

Smail thought that he was the sure winner. He playfully condensed a yellow fireball and looked at Jerry.

He was about to say something, but a gigantic blue hand grabbed him and heaved him in midair.

Seized by the blue hand, Smail couldn't move at all, not even struggling. The small fireball immediately disappeared.

While Jerry's Hand of Magic couldn't compare to Roland's, it was not a problem for him to pick up something of three hundred kilograms.

With such a force, it couldn't be easier to grab a normal-sized adult.

"I win." Looking up at Smail who was hanging in midair, Jerry said, "If I throw you hard, you will be killed. Do you acknowledge that?"

Smail, who was three meters from the floor, was grim-faced, but he had to agree with the man.

The five magic apprentices from Delpon all smiled.

Andonara looked at them from the rear and shook her head in amusement.

In her eyes, the battle of those magic apprentices was no different from a toddlers' fight.

The magic apprentices from Liguburg, on the other hand, were at a loss.

What happened? How could Hand of Magic be like this?

Seeing that Smail surrendered, Jerry slowly put him down and glanced at the magic apprentices from Liguburg.

Nobody was laughing anymore.

"Who's next?" Jerry said as casually as before.

He had learned the tone from Roland, who had always spoken in the same way.

The magic apprentices of Liguburg looked at each other in bewilderment. After a while, someone finally stood out.

"Are you going to be my next opponent?" asked Jerry.

The magic apprentice shook his hand hard and asked, "I only want to know what spell this is."

The man pointed at the gigantic blue hand floating before Jerry and asked, "What's that?"

"Hand of Magic!" said Jerry unhurriedly.

"That's impossible! Hand of Magic can't be like that. It should be like this."

A blue translucent hand the size of a regular hand appeared. It was to Jerry's big blue hand what a baby was to an adult.

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Chapter 325 Everybody Has Their Own Problems

Seeing the contrast, the magic apprentices of Liguburg City knew that they were sure losers.That gigantic Hand of Magic could totally be used as a shield, and none of their level-one spells could break it.

In the meantime, the enemy could attack them easily from behind the hand.

Thinking about that, all the magic apprentices of Liguburg City looked awkward.

They were as embarrassed at this point as they were scornful of the people from Delpon earlier.

As an old and worldly man, Jerry knew from their expressions that they had submitted in their hearts. Instead of pressing them, he canceled the Hand of Magic and smiled. "Different from most Mages, our teacher believes that the basics are very important, and that if you are fluent in the elementary spells, it will be easy to grasp the advanced spells."

The people of Liguburg City remembered the gigantic Hand of Magic they just saw… Was that what fluency with elementary spells looked like?

The magic apprentice who stood out just now asked, "Are you all capable of that modified spell?"

All the magic apprentices from Delpon laughed.

Jerry said, "Of course, and I'm the worst at it. Vivian can summon two hands at the same time. Our chairman can summon even more, with a much greater gripping and grabbing power."

The magic apprentices of Liguburg City whispered to each other. Though they were not very strong, they had seen a lot in the circle of Mages.

The Hand of Magic that Jerry made was obviously not a trick but something close to a level-two spell.

A level-two spell for magic apprentices?

That was very significant.

The magic apprentices of Liguburg were no longer proud. They even started to feel bad about themselves.

On the other hand, Roland and Yelia waited on the slope, and it was not until the fire died out and the night completely fell that the city guards who were informed earlier finally arrived.

They entered the cave and moved the dozen naked girls out. Roland cast Lesser Healing on them, and Yelia cast Clarity.

Then, some of the city guards were asked to take off their cloaks for the girls.

The girls panicked at first when they woke up. After they calmed down, they sobbed in low voices with the delight of survival.

A minor incident happened during the rescue.

One decadent soldier took advantage of his identity and secretly touched a girl's back.

The girl was a civilian and dared not say anything about the soldier.

But Yelia accidentally spotted it and simply twisted the soldier's arm with his mental power.

Then, he stepped on the back of the soldier, who was crying and writhing, and declared to the other city guards coldly, "These girls are already pitiful enough, and whoever does this to them is no better than a demon! Now, bear this in mind. Whoever you are, you will be punished more severely if this happens again."

Roland smiled nearby.

Then, the city guards grew much more obedient.

Back at Liguburg City, after the girls were escorted to their respective homes, Yelia was about to take Roland back to the Magic Tower, when the soldier whose arm he broke came with a young man who seemed to be a noble.

"Yelia, aren't you great?" The young noble looked at Roland and then back at Yelia. "Having attacked my man so ruthlessly, you are really supercilious, aren't you?"

Yelia looked at the young noble with a complicated expression and said, "I didn't know that he was your man."

At first, Roland thought that Yelia was scared of the noble, but then he realized that Yelia was more guilty than he was scared.

"Of course you didn't." The young noble nodded and stared at Yelia for a while, before he said, "It will be my father's birthday in four days. Are you coming?"

"I definitely will."

The young noble looked better and left with his subordinate.

Though Roland was full of questions, he did not want to pry into someone else's affairs.

They slowly wandered to the Magic Tower, and Yelia spoke a moment later. "The man just now is my wife's brother."

Roland listened quietly.

After a second, Yelia continued, "My wife is dead. I accidentally got her killed. So, Benny has always hated me. He was very close to his sister."

"How did you get your wife killed?"

"It was ten years ago." Yelia heaved a sigh. "I was from a poor family. I became a magic apprentice because of my talent. Then, I met my wife Carmena. She was a sunny, gentle, ad kindhearted woman who treated me fairly despite my destitution and even accepted my proposal. We were happy after we were married, but an accident happened during an experiment ten years ago, and she died in the chaos. Even her body was never found."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"It was indeed horrible," Yelia said in a low voice. "It took me ten years to walk out of that shadow, and Benny still hasn't yet."

Roland estimated that Yelia couldn't have been responsible for the accident, or he wouldn't have freed himself from the trauma so quickly.

"So you never married again after the accident?" asked Roland.

"How do you know that?"

"I accidentally overheard your magic apprentices discussing it last night."

Yelia said slowly, "There are few women who are like Carmena. I've never met anyone similar to her other than Queen Andonara."

Roland raised his eyebrow and understood a lot of things.

"Okay. Enough of that. Let's talk about magic models."

Roland waved his hand and said, "I, for one, believe that you should be more focused on defense against vampires. My fireball might seem impressive, but it couldn't have killed a lot of them. Most of them must've escaped."

Yelia said with a smile, "That's not a problem. Vampires have been active in Liguburg since a few years ago. I've been prepared. Although I'm not as good as you, I'll catch them any minute and cook them in the sunlight if they dare to come into the city."

"Good to know that you're prepared." Roland smiled. "Regarding Spiritual Endowment, I still find it hard to understand how you leave your spiritual coordinates in the nodes."

"It's very simple," Yelia said. "First, you separate your mind into pieces and remember the features of those pieces…"

They talked about magic while they walked to the Magic Tower.

In the woods ten kilometers to the east of Liguburg City, more than thirty swarms of bats arrived.

Those bats all turned into pale but charming vampires.

"I've smelled them. Their odor is getting more and more intense. They must be in Liguburg City," Edmund, who had turned into a teenager, said coldly.

Vampires could recover from wounds as fast as trolls as long as they had enough virgin blood.

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Back in the Magic Tower, Yelia found that the magic apprentices were getting along.He nodded in satisfaction.

It was a delightful thing for him to see that the students were working hard.

Roland, on the other hand, was "haunted" by Andonara. She greeted him and wiped his face with a towel as if she had forgotten that she was the queen.

Yelia watched for a while before he moved his eyes to the dark sky outside of the window with additional gentleness.

Seeing that their chairman was back, the six magic apprentices of Delpon returned to Roland.

The other magic apprentices, who had been taught a lesson, asked Yelia if he knew the derivative models of Hand of Magic.

Yelia peeped at Roland and replied, "I've acquired the derivatives of Hand of Magic from Mr. Roland, but I haven't understood them yet. I'll teach them after I grasp them."

The magic apprentices of Liguburg City all cheered.

It was already late. Accompanied by Andonara and Vivian, Roland had a nice dinner.

Then, the magic apprentices of the two sides communicated again until midnight.

Roland taught Yelia the basics on data-recording and deduction, and Yelia described the details of Spiritual Endowment.

At about two in the morning, Yelia couldn't hold back his drowsiness anymore and went to bed.

Roland did not need any rest. He was carefully considering what Yelia just said.

Essentially speaking, Spiritual Endowment served to label the magic nodes.

The NPCs weren't aware of databases or mathematical models, but they had a basic approach, which was to mark certain nodes as important.

That way, they would be able to distinguish the important nodes from the unimportant ones.

After they were used to it, they could habitually direct their magic power to the important nodes, which would reduce the time spent spellcasting.

Also, the labels in Spiritual Endowment were of different tiers according to their importance.

It was a rather simple method.

Though it seemed shabby, Spiritual Endowment was not easy to learn.

Firstly, it had a high demand on mental power; secondly, one had to be very familiar with the nodes.

Spiritual Endowment did not sound very impressive, but it occurred to Roland that, after he was used to it, it would enable him to cast spells faster.

For example, it would take him less time to charge the fireball, which could be very strategically important.

Even if the time cost was only reduced by one-third, down to six seconds, this skill would still be much handier.

However, Spiritual Endowment also had shortcomings, which was that it could make the learner inflexible.

After all, when the conditional reflexes on the mental level were formed, they might cast the spells in battles without properly adapting the spells to the actual circumstances first.

But it didn't matter.

All the players knew that no abilities were useless in the hands of a man who knew how to use them.

That being said, they also knew that, even though all the abilities could be useful, there was a fine line between abilities that were useful and those which were very useful.

For the spells that required few variations, such as Self-Exploding Fireball, Thunder Palm, and the buff spells, Roland could fixate them with Spiritual Endowment in order to cast them faster.

But as to the spells that must be applied pertinently, he would not use Spiritual Endowment on them.

After the decision was made, Roland began to practice Spiritual Endowment.

After a night, he found that he made little progress.

He didn't make no progress, but this ability was much more difficult to grasp than he anticipated.

When the sun was up, Yelia asked a butler to invite Roland and his crew to breakfast.

It was a hearty breakfast. Obviously, the people of Liguburg had put a lot of thought into it.

Everybody was satisfied. Roland and Yelia discussed magic problems while they ate, and the magic apprentices listened quietly.

They did not have the opportunity to listen to the talk of two chairmen every day.

They subconsciously ate more slowly for fear that they might miss a word or two that the chairmen said and misunderstand them.

When breakfast was about to be over, an officer suddenly walked in. He nodded at Yelia and then looked at the strange faces in confusion.

"Excuse me."

Yelia smiled at Roland apologetically and walked over to talk to the officer in private.

The officer soon left, and Yelia returned to Roland with a heavy heart. "The mayor's house was attacked last night, likely by vampires. Would you like to check it out with me?"

"Okay." Roland wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up.

"I'm going too." Andonara stood up as well.

"All right."

Roland nodded as Andonara could be a powerful ally. The vampires might run away from her if she was by herself, but now that two Mages were with her, they would be committing suicide if they atomized themselves.

Yelia looked at Andonara in surprise. "You shouldn't risk yourself, Your Majesty."

"We might be no match for her even if we attack her together." Roland shrugged. "She's a Master Great Swordsman, and probably the strongest fighter in Hollevin."

Andonara smiled in delight.

Yelia, on the other hand, widened his eyes in shock.

Few people in the capital knew that Andonara was very strong, not to mention the residents of other cities.

Vivian stood up. She wanted to go with them too.

But Roland waved his hand at her. He then summoned White Amber and threw it to Vivian. "You stay in the Magic Tower. Inform me if anything happens."

Vivian bit her lip and nodded.

Roland took Andonara's longsword out of the system pack and gave it to her. Then, he left for the mayor's house with Andonara and Yelia.

At this point, the mayor's office was heavily guarded, but they cleared the way and let Yelia in the moment they saw him.

It was obvious that Yelia was rather prestigious in the mayor's house.

Passing through the moat, they entered the castle and found a group of people talking in the hall.

Soon, they noticed Yelia. A young man with golden hair shouted in excitement, "Brother-in-law, you're here!"

Yelia nodded and joined them. He pointed at the slim young man and introduced, "This is Sarog, the mayor's youngest son."

Then, he introduced the strangers to them. "This is Roland, the chairman of the Magic Tower in Delpon, and this is… Queen Andonara!"

Hearing "queen," everybody turned around and looked at Andonara in surprise.

Andonara, on the other hand, was holding Roland's arm very naturally.

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Chapter 327 A Competition of Numbers? 2

Everybody was amazed to see Andonara.The oldest noble among them observed her for a while, before he bowed at her and greeted in surprise, "I didn't expect to see you here, Your Majesty."

Staring at the middle-aged noble, Andonara thought for a moment and smiled. "It's been a while, Earl Chesamon."

As the lord of this city, the man had visited the capital now and then and attended the parties of the powerful. Naturally, Andonara had seen him before.

She didn't remember him clearly, but she managed to recall his name after thinking for a moment.

Gazing at Andonara's arm around Roland's, Chesamon turned to Roland and asked in confusion, "Your Majesty, with all due respect, how is this young man related to you?"

"He's my man!" Andonara said without hesitation.

Everybody exclaimed in shock except Roland and Yelia. The answer was too surprising for them.

Though everybody knew that nobles lived a messy life, it was best kept secret. Few people were like Andonara, who appeared in public with another man and seemed to enjoy it. They somehow envied her.

Chesamon frowned. "Your Majesty, not that I'm nosy, but if you want the best for this man, please respect yourself. Would the royal family simply watch you do this?"

Andonara said with a smile, "Thank you for your concern, but Roland has openly stolen me from the king, who didn't say anything."

Hiss!

Everybody gasped at the same time and looked at Roland enviously, before they moved their eyes away.

The fact that he stole the queen from the king blatantly without being hunted suggested a lot of things.

Either the young man was from a powerful background that even the royal family was scared of, or he was extremely capable himself.

Whichever of the cases was true, Chesamon certainly couldn't afford pissing off someone that the royal family didn't dare to.

Chesamon immediately dropped the suspicion in his eyes and looked at Roland with a smile. "Your Excellency, welcome to the Chesamons' house."

Roland nodded. "I'm here under Yelia's invitation. Thank you for your entertainment."

Seeing that Roland was quite polite, Chesamon was relieved.

He knew that he hadn't been exactly friendly, and that it would be bad if the man was infuriated. Though Chesamon was not scared of him, it wouldn't be the most pleasant thing to make a powerful enemy.

At this moment, Yelia walked forth and said, "My lord, I'm told that something happened here."

"Yelia, it's great that you're here," said Chesamon gently.

Everybody dispersed and smiled at Yelia, except the young man who Roland met the previous night. He snorted at Yelia.

Yelia was not bothered. He went to where the crowd gathered earlier and found a girl's body on the floor.

Her clothes had been taken off, which was rather demeaning.

Yelia was not very happy.

Chesamon said, "We didn't do anything. The body was like this when it was delivered."

Roland came close too.

They looked at the body and the girl's face. Both of them were quiet.

Mages had high Intelligence, so they all had great memories.

They remembered the girl to be one of the victims they rescued the previous night.

The skin of the body was blue, not a typical color for those who died a natural death.

Roland observed the body more carefully, only to find more than twenty tiny holes on the girl's neck.

There were more than ten holes on each of her arms too.

Chesamon remarked, "We examined her just now. The blood in the girl's body has been sucked away."

"This was undoubtedly done by vampires." Yelia stood up and said gravely, "I didn't know that they would come so soon and in such a large number."

Roland was angry too, but he didn't show it on his face. He asked, "Didn't you say that you made preparations last night?"

"I did." Yelia nodded and said, "I had set up magic items that could detect dark creatures at the top of my Magic Tower. It would inform me if a vampire was in town. This girl must've left the city last night. But I told her not to leave the city so soon. She disobeyed me."

"What if she didn't go out voluntarily but was deceived?" asked Roland.

Yelia nodded and said, "That's also a possibility."

Then, he turned his eyes to his father-in-law. "My lord, was the girl found outside of the city?"

"Yes."

"Then we should investigate who let her out of the city last night." Yelia stood up and said, "My lord, I hope you can do it for us."

"There's no need to be so courteous. We're family. Besides, it's the Chesamons' responsibility to protect the residents of this city."

Roland was surprised to find that this lord seemed to be a nice person.

Then Yelia said to Roland, "Let's go out and do some searching too. We'll go back to the Magic Tower for the dark creature detector and then take a walk out of the city. We may find something."

"Sure." Roland nodded.

In a dark wood outside of Liguburg City, countless bats were hanging from the trees.

Very soon, a bunch of cute, plump bats flew in and turned into a girl in the darkness.

Looking at the thousand bats hanging upside down from the branches, she cursed, "You idiots, you knew that our enemy was in town, but you still lured the girl out with Enchant. Not just that, all of you sucked her blood until she died. What's your problem? The enemy will be alarmed!"

A group of bats descended and transformed into Edmund.

He said unhappily, "We could smell her more clearly than we could smell other people. She had been our food until she escaped. What's wrong with killing her or alarming the enemy? We're going to make everybody in this city live in terror for the days to come. Next, we will suck a girl dry every day, until the people collapse in fright."

"The Mage capable of a modified fireball is still in the city. Do you want to be killed?"

"We might be scared of him if we didn't know anything about him." Edmund chuckled. "But things are much easier now that we know he has to charge his powerful spells. Ten seconds will be more than enough for us to kill him many times."

"He's a Golden Son. He can't die."

"As Wenger said, the Golden Sons will be weakened after their deaths, and the more they die, the weaker they will be, until they're like ordinary people." With hate in his eyes, Edmund said, "As long as we kill him once, we can surround the Temple of Life and kill him again and again until he becomes an ordinary person. Then, we'll take him back and chain him up, so that he will forever be our food. I'm sure that an undying man definitely has delicious blood."

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Chapter 328 A Competition of Numbers? 3

Looking at Edmund's twisted expression, Christina shook her head helplessly."Have you lost your mind? You think you're stronger because you outnumber him? I quit. I don't want to die here."

Edmund snorted. "Christina, we invited you here because we respected you. You think thirty of us can't beat two Mages? It doesn't matter whether you are here or not."

"Then good luck."

Christina transformed into a group of tiny bats and flew away from the woods.

Edmund snorted. "What a coward."

Then, he turned back into bats and flew to the branches, hanging himself there again.

Back in Liguburg City, Yelia and Roland roamed outside of the city with a black gem, but they did not spot any dark creatures after a long walk.

In other words, the gem did not show any reaction at all.

They returned to the city in the afternoon. The moment they passed the gate, a soldier ran to them and said, "Esteemed Mages, the mayor invites you to meet him."

Yelia and Roland looked at each other and moved on quickly.

They saw a tied man on his knees on the lawn next to a few soldiers the moment they entered the mayor's castle.

Seeing Yelia, one of the soldiers greeted them and said, "Mr. Yelia, according to our investigation, this man took the dead girl out of the city last night. There are several eyewitnesses."

"The city gate is closed at night. How did he take the girl out?"

"He's the gate officer's' son."

That explained a lot!

"The earl must be busy arresting the rogues, yes?"

None of the soldiers said anything.

It was no small thing that someone opened the city gate without orders. Punishment and purging were due.

Yelia walked to the man on his knees and asked him, "Why did you take the girl out of the city?"

"I don't know." The kneeling man sweated hard. "There was a voice in my head that kept telling me to take the girl out. I couldn't control my body and did its bidding."

"Then why did you come back alive? Or rather, what did you see?"

"Bats! There were countless bats in the chestnut woods west of the city," the man said fearfully. "Some of the bats manifested into a young man. He said that he would spare me if I took another girl out of the city tonight, or my head would explode! Mr. Mage, can you help me? I don't want my head to explode!"

"That's just the vampires' deception." Yelia shook his head and said to Roland, "The vampires are best at enchanting human beings. They may not be as good as the Succubi, but very close."

"Do you want to go and take a look?" Roland looked at the sky and said, "It's still early. I think we can fight them."

"Okay." Yelia scoffed. "Liguburg City is my territory. Vampires or any other creatures cannot stir trouble here without my permission."

They borrowed two horses from the castle. Actually, Roland would've been faster if he used Spatial Bubble Squirt, but he dropped the idea because he would have to wait for Yelia.

When the sun was setting, they rode to the chestnut woods.

Yelia took out the black gem and filled it with magic power. Very soon, vague purple light emitted from the gem toward the wood.

"They're indeed here. The reaction is very strong." Yelia's delight was replaced by graveness. "There are at least twenty dark creatures."

"That's a lot." Roland was slightly surprised too.

Yelia said solemnly, "I think we should retreat for now and come back after we're more prepared."

Roland nodded and said, "Agreed."

They were about to turn around, when the night suddenly fell, and nothing could be seen after only two seconds.

Roland instantly cast five luminous spheres into the air, but they barely had any effect when they used to be able to illuminate a football field. He was still enshrouded in darkness. Most rays from the light spheres seemed to have been absorbed and could only reach five meters away.

"Dome of Darkness? Such a huge one?" Yelia exclaimed. While appeasing the shocked horse, he cried, "Mr. Roland, we have to run!"

"There's no time!" Roland said determinedly and quickly, "Mr. Yelia, please resist all attacks for me in the next five seconds."

At this point, bats were flapping their wings from all directions.

The rustling sounds were as though a swarm of worms were gnawing leaves.

We're tricked… The enemy has lured us here on purpose.

The same thought flashed in their hearts.

Gritting his teeth, Yelia roared, "Five seconds? Okay. It's up to you whether or not we can make it back alive!"

Roland nodded, and a blue fireball took shape in his palm.

Yelia took a glass cube that contained a blue fluorescent fluid out of his magic robe. He drank most of the fluid without hesitation and shouted, "Massive Magic Shield!"

A magic shield that looked like a round glass cover sheltered them.

In the first second, bats flew out of the darkness and transformed into thirty pale vampires that surrounded Roland and Yelia.

In the next second, the vampires, seeing that the fireball in Roland's hand was expanding, launched their spells at the enemy without a word.

In the third second, a myriad of spells of different colors barraged the magic shield simultaneously.

Dense, overlapping ripples spiraled across the transparent shield at first, before cracks began to spread.

In the fourth second, the fireball in Roland's hand had been expanded to one meter and a half in diameter.

More spells were volleyed. Unleashing black lightning, Edmund roared hideously, "Try harder! Kill them!"

Yelia vomited blood and fell on one of his knees. Then, he drank the remaining blue fluid in the container.

Though a lot of cracks were appearing on the magic shield, it did not fall apart.

In the fifth second, Yelia lost all strength and nearly fell over.

His Massive Magic Shield was finally broken.

Edmund was delighted.

But at this point, Roland threw the blue fireball in his hand, which was almost two meters in diameter, before he quickly created a rock tent with Mud to Stone, protecting himself and Yelia.

All the vampires were fixated on the fireball.

Edmund was the first to come back to himself. He shouted, "Run!"

But there was no time.

In the darkness, the fireball emanated brilliant light like a rising sun, burning a lot of the weaker vampires into ashes.

Then followed an intense explosion. Even the air warped. Some of the vampires fell from the sky with bleeding faces.

Eventually, the red "tsunami" caused by the explosion consumed everything.

The Dome of Darkness, like a round bubble, was blown apart by the airwaves until it cracked.

All the vampires were consumed by the blast.

The weaker of them fell from the sky as ashes, and the stronger of them had been completely blackened even though they survived.

Edmund crashed to the ground and tried to turn into bats, but he failed.

He had been too badly wounded. Besides, with fire elements all over the place, it was hard for him to communicate with dark elements.

The Dome of Darkness was broken, and the afterglow reached everybody.

Many vampires smoked and screamed when they were illuminated, but none of them died.

Different sunlight had different intensity. The afterglow could only injure the vampires' skin and was not fatal.

The rock tent was canceled, and Yelia and Roland walked out.

Yelia fell on his knees again after a couple of steps. Due to the severe mental recoil, he was too exhausted to do anything now.

Roland looked around and burned the struggling vampires into ashes with fireballs, before he collected their bone powder in his system Backpack.

Then, he walked to Edmund and kicked him into the shade of a tree.

Edmund felt much better without the afterglow and stopped screaming.

Standing before him, Roland looked down at him and demanded, "I remember that you were crippled by me before."

"Even the Dome of Darkness was broken by you. So, we didn't surround you; you surrounded us…" Edmund burst into crazy laughter. "But that's fine. Lord Bruce will be exasperated that you killed thirty of my people. Later, fifty or even a hundred of my people will come back for you."

"Bruce?" Roland was rather curious.

"Lord Bruce is a second-generation vampire and the first vampire who was transformed by the True Ancestor. You're dead for sure now that you've pissed off the Bruce family." Edmund laughed so hard that he was spasming.

Roland was stunned.

He was reading the system notifications.

Personal main quest received: Destroy Bruce's nest and find the information on the True Master of the vampires! (Epic and nightmarish; it's recommended to recruit as many mercenaries for the quest as possible.)

"Huh?"

"You have no idea how many people the Bruce family has and how united we are. Lord Bruce will avenge us…" Edmund was still shouting crazily.

Roland shook his head. "But you won't get to see it."

He burnt Edmund into bone powder with a blue firepower and then packed it up.

"Besides, you think you're large in number?"

Roland immediately took a photo of his personal epic quest with the system camera and then uploaded it on the forum in a thread.

My personal epic quest. I wonder if you can trigger a chain of quests after you read this.

Roland generally described what happened in the thread.

Very soon, someone replied. After all, Roland was a celebrity, and his posts were always popular.

"Shoot. I've really triggered a quest. I'm being asked to kill vampires. For each vampire I kill, I will have two credit points. If I kill Bruce, I get fifty. If I offer Roland leads on the True Ancestor, I will have a hundred. What can credit points do?"

"Me too."

"Me too."

The thread soon became heated. Before long, most players would read it.

Roland smiled and clicked off the forum.

As he expected, certain special quests could be shared with other players in posts, like the main quest he had last time.

But on the other hand, what was the usage of credit points?

There was no place to exchange them in the game, and the authorities did not release any announcements, either.

That was rather mysterious.

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Chapter 329 Another Fire

Yelia vomited two mouthfuls of blood. He cast Lesser Healing on himself and then looked around at the unbelievable wildfire."This is too powerful, isn't it?" He turned around and looked at Roland as if Roland was a rarity. "I've prepared my gold coins. Give the model to me the moment we're back."

Roland smiled and said, "Not a problem."

Five hundred gold coins was a large sum of money.

If they weren't exchanged into money in reality, a lot of things could be done with those gold coins in the game.

Speaking of money… Roland remembered something else.

He logged in on the forum and made another post.

Tips on How to Deal With Vampires.

He mentioned the vampires' vulnerabilities to light, fire, and lightning. He also informed the melee classes that the vampires could atomize themselves, in which case they would be immune from physical damages.

At the end of the post, he wrote, "The vampires burned in high-heat fire may yield bone powder which is very valuable. It's about fifty gold coins per kilogram, and it's in high demand. Of course, if a lot of vampires are killed and the productivity of bone powder soars, the price may fluctuate."

However, Hollevin was just a small country; Fareins, Urganda, and other bigger countries were still out there.

In those countries, there were a lot of Mages and Alchemists too, who were also in dire need of the bone powder of vampires.

Everybody was excited after reading the post.

The players were very interested in the quest in the first place. They didn't know what a credit point was yet, but it wouldn't hurt to earn some first.

Besides, there must be wealth in the nests of vampires.

Many guilds had set up teams of Rogues who were adept at stealing and excavation. They were about to take off.

Roland's post was like lighting a fire under their butt.

They immediately jerked upright and rushed to Liguburg City.

One pile of bone powder equaled fifty gold coins, which almost equaled 800,000 yuan in reality.

They were determined to kill a vampire whatever it might take.

The post became popular very soon, but few people replied.

Everybody simply logged off and contacted their brothers and friends after reading the post. They had no time to write a reply.

Only the players who were too far away were lamenting that they didn't have enough time to get there.

Roland logged off and said to Yelia, "Let's go back to the city first."

"Okay."

Yelia looked around. The two horses that they rode here had been turned into cooked meat in Roland's fireball explosion.

They had no choice except to go back on foot.

The night had completely fallen. Reeking of ash and dust, Yelia said solemnly, "Mr. Roland, the vampire said that he was from a group. If thirty vampires are deployed this time, a hundred may come later. It seems that I have to ask for the headquarters' reinforcements. I wonder if there will be enough time."

Roland shook his head and said, "I don't think you need to call for aid."

"Why not?"

Roland said easily, "Because I already did. I'm a Golden Son. It's not a problem if I need some people to give me a hand."

"How many people will come?" Yelia was obviously delighted.

"Probably more than a thousand."

"A thousand professionals?" Yelia was so stunned that he paused and looked at Roland.

Yelia's reaction was understandable. It was very costly to deploy a thousand fully-armed elite soldiers, not to mention a thousand professionals.

"Mr. Roland, I owe you a big one." Yelia was both happy and helpless.

It was a good thing that Liguburg City would be safe, but it would be difficult to return the favor.

"It's not because of you. I simply don't want to be haunted by a bunch of stealthy, sordid vampires."

Yelia felt that Roland was only being polite. He simply remembered the favor in his heart and didn't say anything.

At this point, a group of plump bats were hovering in the sky a kilometer away.

They watched thirty people establish the Dome of Darkness, they watched the Dome of Darkness be blown up by a solar explosion, and they saw that none of their fellows escaped.

Then, they flew away quickly and returned to the Bruce family's base late at night.

In the cavern behind the castle, Christina, in the appearance of a girl, was on one of her knees before Bruce.

She reported what she had seen in a low voice.

"Thirty of my children were killed outside of Liguburg City?" Bruce was bellowing despite his usually good temper.

His immense mental power twisted the air. The whole cavern was shaking with his fury.

After a long time, Bruce finally managed to suppress his anger and put an end to the shaking.

"Very good! Very good!" Bruce stood up and left his stone seat. "Inform all the family members who are out and ask them to return to the base. In three days, I'll lead them to conquer Liguburg City."

"Three days are unnecessary." At this moment, Wenger came out and said, "Chief, let's evacuate. We need to get out of here right now."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Bruce squinted and stared at Wenger. "Are you telling me to just let it go?"

"My people have found this place," Wenger said helplessly. "Roland has summoned at least a thousand Golden Sons. They're coming from all directions."

"A thousand?" Bruce's eyes were narrowed into tiny slits.

"That's a conservative estimate." Wenger smiled bitterly. "My personal, bold estimate is that at least three thousand are coming."

Three thousand professionals were not to be underestimated even if they were all level one.

In fact, many Golden Sons were close to the Elite level, which was level four. There must be a bunch of level fives and even a dozen level sixes among them.

With such an overwhelming force, it wouldn't be hard for them to destroy a small country if they didn't fight amongst themselves.

"On your knees!"

Bruce suddenly shouted.

Wenger's legs softened and he was about to kneel, but at the critical moment, he laid his hands on the ground and fell on only one of his knees.

At this point, Wenger's face was pain-filled and twisted, as if his body was beyond his own control.

"You're truly good." Bruce chuckled at Wenger, who was fighting his instincts. "You're so determined that you can resist an order from your direct superior."

"I only kneel to the heavens, the earth, and my parents!" While struggling to reply, Wenger tried his best to rise and stand straight. His face was awful, with sweat dripping from his forehead. It was exhausting enough for him to just stand there. "I have my pride."

Looking at Wenger, who was unbent, Bruce sighed and said, "I'll spare you this time for your resolve. Christina, lock him in the dungeon and don't let him come out."

"Yes, Lord Bruce."

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Chapter 330 Army of Locusts

There was a dungeon for vampires deep inside the cavern.

At first, the prisoners would be suppressed by special enchanted equipment, before they were put in special iron cages.

Those cages were very tight, with holes only the size of a finger. The prisoners couldn't escape in bat form.

As for Atomization… Since the cages were meant for vampires, that problem had been taken into consideration too.

Those cages were partly made of gold, an inert metal that wouldn't react with magic power and could block Atomization.

After Wenger was imprisoned, Christina did not leave but simply stood nearby. She asked after a brief silence, "Do the Golden Sons have special ways to communicate?"

"Yes, we do."

Having lived for some time in the Bruce family, Wenger had met a lot of people. He wasn't very familiar with Christina yet, but they greeted each other every time they met.

He had been quite fond of this girl, who was both pretty and had principles.

"Why did you change from a Golden Son to a vampire?"

"Actually, I'm still a Golden So,." Wenger said with a smile. "I can still resurrect, and I can use all the functions of the system. The abilities of vampires are just added onto my previous identity."

Christina snorted and said, "Is that why you can resist Lord Bruce's order?"

"That's part of the reason."

Nobody else was in the dungeon, and it was deep and quiet underground. So, they sounded quite loud even though they kept their voices low.

Christina rubbed her eyes and asked again, "What kind of person is Roland among your people?"

"I have no personal contact with him. I've only learned of him through special channels."

Christina furrowed her brow and said, "Why don't you tell me about it?"

"He's the strongest Mage. He has powerful friends. He's generous and amiable too." Wenger said with a smile, "If I have to comment on him, he's like one of the Mage protagonists in the knight novels."

"He's so good?"

"You've already met him. Do you think he's good?"

Remembering the fireball that exploded like a sun, Christina's heart was still shaking even now. She was rendered speechless.

"Christina, a word of advice: you will only be killed if you stay here," Wenger said solemnly. "My people will arrive in five hours at best, and more will come later. By then, there will be no time for you to escape."

"Seriously?" Christina was still unconvinced. "Thousands of professionals are coming here? Are they all crazy?"

"They're here for money."

"The vampires don't have much money."

"Bone powder." Staring at Christina, Wenger said, "Roland stated that the bone powder of vampires is valuable on our communication channel."

After a brief shock, Christina had goosebumps all over her body.

"Your people… are killing us for money?"

"That's right." Wenger's gaze became queer.

"How could you…"

"Why couldn't we?" Wenger said matter-of-factly. "If you regard human beings as prey, isn't it fair that the Golden Sons regard you as prey?"

"But we're vampires…" Christina murmured.

"And we're the Golden Sons." There was pity in Wenger's smile. "Why can't the vampires be prey?"

Christina was horrified by Wenger's smile.

She subconsciously stepped back and staggered out of the cavern.

Prey!

We're prey!

The thought rang in Christina's head.

By the time she woke up, she found that she had flown away from the Bruce family's base.

What am I doing?

Christina was of a mind to fly back to the family base, but what Wenger said popped up in her head.

"A piece of advice: you will only be killed if you stay here."

"If you regard human beings as prey, why can't you be regarded as prey?"

As a colony of bats, Christina flew aimlessly to a wood and hid herself there.

She was about to take a rest when she heard horses passing rapidly the wood.

She sent one of her bats out of the wood, only to see a dozen people riding horses to her family base.

All of them were professionals and had the same vibe as Wenger's, indicating that they were Golden Sons.

"They're really so fast?"

Christina was rather panicked.

Soon after they passed the wood, she saw another twenty people galloping toward her family base on horseback.

Seriously? They're really coming?

Christina really felt frightened.

This was only one direction. What about the other directions?

While she was thinking, she heard horses coming up from behind her again.

This time, one of the riders was even shouting, "Horse tracks! A lot of people are ahead of us! Let's hurry up! There's only a limited number of vampires!"

Hide! Hide now!

Christina dared not fly out of the wood or up above. She simply flew inside the wood in the opposite direction of her family base.

At this point, Roland had come to the edge of the Bruce family's base too.

Hardly had he climbed the hill when he heard battle cries from the castle.

About a hundred people had launched attacks on the castle from all directions.

Since it was the day, the vampires were greatly affected. The weak, patrolling vampires at the periphery had been caught by big nets while they were flying.

Net Casting Specialty!

It was a special trick available for Hunters and Rogues that could even catch angels when their levels were high enough.

Looking at the bats, who were angry but dared not assume human shape, the players all laughed.

After all, it was still daytime, and the sun was strong. They would be burned to ashes if they transformed into vampires.

Then, magic flames were thrown into the nets.

Very soon, all the bats were burnt into bone powder and collected into system Backpacks.

"I've earned hundreds of thousands." The players who made a fortune laughed crazily.

Then, more and more players scored.

In no more than two hours, all the patrolling bats outside of the castle were gone.

The bats that luckily survived had flown back to the castle.

At this point, the players were ready to attack the castle as more and more of them were gathered here.

Two hours earlier, there were only a hundred, but their number had exceeded a thousand at this point.

Standing on the hilltop, Roland watched the players charge forward and shout.

"Spare some for me!"

"You can kill them, but please leave their ashes to me. I like spraying ashes best!"

The hundred players in the lead looked back, only to be shocked. They rushed at the castle even faster.

At this moment, there was obviously not enough meat for everybody, and they intended to claim their share first.

Anyone who stopped would be a real idiot.

However, when the few players at the front were about to break into the castle, they were flung away by a strange power and blown into pulps of flesh and blood in midair.

Then, a black ball rose from a balcony in the castle and expanded into a black round dome that surrounded the entire valley in the hills.

The players in the middle of the Dome of Darkness could not even see their own hands.

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Chapter 331 Rabid Golden Sons

When the massive Dome of Darkness was deployed, all the players within its range lost their vision.Only the players who had learned Dark Vision or night battle specialties could see at all.

Then, the commanders of the guilds and the teams were all shouting, "Activate the illumination skills, or light torches if you don't know any!"

Very soon, hundreds of luminous spheres and torches were raised.

According to common sense, such a large number of sources of light should've illuminated the whole valley, but they were nothing more than matches in the darkness. They were so pitifully weak that it seemed like dusk despite all their light.

"The enemy's dark spells can absorb the light." Some commanders realized this and shouted, "Are there Priests of the light class? Can you try casting Sunlight?"

Very soon, a few small suns were raised at the bottom of the valley and on the slope, making the place slightly brighter, but it was still not as bright as it was supposed to be during the day.

Also, a crescent moon had emerged in the sky.

The environment was quite creepy. It was as if everything was covered in a black haze.

But the players were excited. Many of them were shouting, "It seems that the boss is coming out!"

As they expected, a dense colony of bats flew out the moment they said that.

Different from the small bats they saw earlier, those bats were at least three times that size, and their wings were almost a meter wide after being unfolded.

When those bats came out, they were followed by countless smaller bats, their emergence like plumes of smoke roiling from the castle.

"We're getting rich! There must be a lot of vampires behind those bats!"

The players cried in delight. Some of them even subconsciously wiped away drool.

The big bats in the lead combined into an old man with pale skin and elegant black clothes.

Bruce looked around and roared in fury, "You goddamn Golden Sons, we've lived here for hundreds of years, and you trespassed on our territory. You're asking to be killed…"

Before Bruce even finished his sentence, a dozen fishing nets had been thrown at him, followed by numerous arrows and colorful magic bullets.

From a distance, they were like a constricting halo.

"The boss is here! Attack the boss! Let's deal damage first! Whoever kills him will earn fifty credit points!"

The ranged classes dealt damage crazily, but there was nothing that the melee classes could do when the boss was floating in the sky.

"Get him down! Get him down! We'd like to participate too!"

All the remote attacks that were aimed at Bruce came to a stop three centimeters from him.

A simple Decay had rendered the spells useless.

"You're nothing but ants!" Bruce waved his hand, and the bats behind him turned into vampires and cast spells from the sky.

A storm of spells bombarded the ground. Very soon, half of the players within the Dome of Darkness were killed or injured. Even more outrageously, Bruce took action too.

He created dark energy spheres with both hands and tossed them down. The spheres swirled and turned into black tornadoes, which revolved quickly and caught everything within a certain range before spewing them out in pieces.

The players initiated counterattacks in haste and successfully took down a few unlucky vampires. Then, the living players burned the vampires that had fallen with natural or magical flames with no consideration for their own lives, before they collected the bone powder that was still red in their system Backpacks.

Because there were too many players, some of them only picked a few grams of the bone powder.

But even a few grams would still earn a lot of money.

Looking at the Golden Sons who were fighting for the ashes, Bruce was even more furious. But he was also somewhat chilled despite his wrath.

At this point, on the hilltop where he was standing, Roland was not enshrouded in the Dome of Darkness. He could only see an enormous black sphere but nothing inside.

But more and more players were joining him.

Some players were even building simplified ritual tables of the Temple of Life nearby.

Then, as green light flashed, many players were reborn from the ritual tables. They charged into the black sphere again crazily with the players who came late.

Standing next to Roland, Yelia looked at the relentless Golden Sons in fear. He looked at the back of the hill, only to see more people riding over from far away.

They must be Golden Sons too.

By his estimation, there must be more than three thousand Golden Sons here.

"Are your people all lunatics?"

Watching a player who shouted "Save my ashes for me!" with bloodshot eyes after being resurrected on the ritual table, Yelia couldn't help but make the remark.

"They want to make money. One vampire equals fifty gold coins. The vampires are dark creatures, and they don't feel guilty killing them. Why shouldn't they make money?"

Watching the crowd of Golden Sons charging into the Dome of Darkness, Yelia's mouth went dry. He couldn't help but loosen his collar, saying, "But there's no need to be so crazy, is there?"

"They're no match for the vampires without this craziness," replied Roland casually.

"Then why are you not taking action?"

Roland said with a smile, "I'm waiting for the right moment."

At this time, the vampires noticed something wrong inside the Dome of Darkness.

They had killed at least three thousand Golden Sons, but why were more still coming?

In their surprise, a couple of vampires were caught by fishing nets or hit by arrows and magic bullets.

Though the Golden Sons' counterattacks were weak in general, some of the vampires would be hit and brought to the ground now and then. Then, the well-prepared Golden Sons would lunge forward greedily and turn them into ashes in less than a minute, burning their bodies.

Then, they would fight for the ashes like hungry dogs fighting over s*it.

After that, they would raise their heads and stare at the vampires with bloodshot eyes, like hungry dogs that were looking forward to more excrement.

Although the two hundred vampires in the sky were still slaughtering the Golden Sons with their overwhelming firepower, all of them had a terrible feeling, including their chief, Bruce.

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Chapter 332 Escape

Vampires were always known to be mysterious, creepy, and powerful.They were most intimidating to human beings, only second to the dragons.

But dragons were too far removed, and most people never saw them in a lifetime.

Vampires, on the other hand, were parasites that depended on human beings. Though the Light Priests were their bane, their population had been growing thanks to their special abilities.

As hunters, they had always despised human beings.

After all, no creatures would consider their food a big deal.

Even the Saint Samurai and the Light Priests never regarded them as prey but tried their best to destroy them.

It meant that they were never underestimated. So, they never felt lesser to mankind even though the Saint Samurai were their natural enemies.

But what was with these Golden Sons?

There was no fear in their eyes at all, but only passion, like when vampires saw the ultimate meal in an ultimate girl.

Those were the eyes of someone looking at food.

After realizing that, Bruce was enraged.

"Everybody, increase your magic power output and kill them. I don't believe they can be infinitely resurrected!"

The other vampires understood it as well as Bruce did.

The feeling of offense popped up in their heads, followed by unspeakable rage.

The vampires, who had always considered themselves superior to mankind, were provoked for the first time.

They unleashed all their magic power. Those whose magic power had been exhausted even lunged at the Golden Sons with their swords.

Bruce increased his magic power output too. The black tornado became bigger and faster.

More and more players were consumed, cut into smithereens, and cast out.

Blood was flowing all over the ground.

But very soon, the blood was burned up by magic fire and turned into dark mud. As long as one vampire descended, the melee players who had enough waiting would charge like wild wolves and tackle the enemy even if they had to be hit and cut to do so.

Then, they would shout, "I've got him! Someone burn him up!"

Then, when magic flames were launched at the vampire, the melee players would roll aside, and other players would put out the fire on them.

The vampire who was on fire would be surrounded by more flames.

In a few minutes, he would be burned into bone powder, and many players would come to pick it up.

Bruce saw personally that a melee Golden Son, after being blown into two, crawled on the ground with both hands, leaving a trail of guts behind him, while he shouted, "Please give some privileges to the disabled! I've lost my legs! I've done my part!"

Then, this Golden Son reached a vampire who had just been burned up. Picking up a handful of bone powder, he laughed in contentment before he died.

Seeing that, Bruce felt even angrier and colder.

He increased his magic power output again, expanding the size of the black tornado. Then, he waved his left hand and evoked another black tornado.

As a result, the casualty rate of the players soared. Even many vampires were affected.

Outside of the Dome of Darkness, Roland saw many players resurrecting from the simple ritual tables.

Then, one of the commander-like players roared, "The boss is using new skills. He must be in the second phase now! Let's try harder!"

The players cheered again and rushed into the Dome of Darkness in excitement.

Outside of the hills, more players were coming.

"We're too late. There's no meat for us now. Let's hope that we can still have some soup."

A team of players cried and ran past Roland and Yelia.

"Are you really not going down?" Yelia asked.

"That's unnecessary." Roland shook his head. "If he were a Legendary vampire, no players could expect to beat him, but he's only a Master vampire. I estimate that he will run in half an hour."

"So, those people on the hilltop are waiting for the vampires to escape?" Yelia pointed at the players who were standing at the hilltops around the valley.

"I believe so."

At this point, the hills around the valley were almost jam-packed with people.

Most of them were latecomers. Instead of joining the attack, they simply stayed on the hills.

After turning into bats, the vampires could fly very fast, but not very high.

In order to escape, they had to fly across the hills, and they would be within ten meters of the players who were at the hilltops.

The archers and the Rogues could catch them easily even with their eyes closed.

Inside the Dome of Darkness, Bruce's two dark tornadoes had killed too many players.

This area spell was powerful and destructive.

Even a well-trained army should've collapsed already, but the Golden Sons just kept pressing in from outside of the Dome of Darkness.

Also, they seemed to have learned from the battle, and their counterattacks were more and more powerful.

More and more vampires were caught and burned into ashes.

Bruce finally realized that he made a horrible mistake.

Why should he declare war on those undying monsters?

Now, half of his people had been killed and reduced to bone powder.

His bloodshot eyes glittered again, and the two tornadoes revolved quickly, blowing a bunch of players away.

He opened his mouth and bared his long fangs, shrieking in a high pitch.

The earsplitting noise echoed throughout the battlefield.

After a brief shock, many vampires transformed into bats and flew up.

"They're running!" some players shouted. "How can they run? They're gold coins! Someone stop them!"

More than thirty fishing nets were cast up, mixed with countless arrows and magic bullets.

But only three unlucky vampires were caught. The other arrows and magic bullets only hit some of the bats.

Looking at the valley that had nearly been filled with the flesh and blood of the Golden Sons, Bruce was in agony.

It had been his home for hundreds of years. Little did he know that he would be forced to escape from his home by a bunch of monsters!

"I will come back very soon."

Bruce affectionately looked at the castle down below, before he turned into a colony bats and soared into the sky.

"The boss is running too?"

All the players were dumbfounded.

They had known that this game was different from the games they played before, but they still found it hard to believe that a boss was running.

That was fifty credit points!

But halfway through his flight, Bruce realized that something was wrong.

Bats were raining from the sky. His people who fled earlier were either falling with arrows in them or tied up in fishing nets.

What had happened?

When Bruce flew out of the Dome of Darkness, he found a circle of Golden Sons on the hilltops.

What did this happen?

Bruce suddenly remembered what Wenger said: at least a thousand Golden Sons were coming.

But there were definitely more than a thousand of them here!

Looking at the group of big black bats, Roland smiled and said, "It's time for me to take action."

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Chapter 333 I Really Didn"t Mean To Die With Him

Though vampires were fast and could move around in sunlight as bats, they were very feeble in such a state. The little bats were shot by the players. Many of them passed out because of the explosions of the fireballs too.But Bruce's big bats were different. As a Master vampire, he was much stronger than other vampires.

His bats were faster and sturdier than the rest.

However, they were so obvious that the players on the hilltops immediately recognized them to be the boss. So, a barrage of arrows and magic bullets was launched at the bats.

However, a magic shield was generated before the attacks hit, blocking all the damage.

Bruce flew past the hills, but few bats were following him.

"He's running." Watching the big bats fly away, Yelia asked, "What are you going to do? Big fireball again? But it will be too slow, won't it?"

The greatest weakness of the big fireball was that it was very slow.

Even Roland did not have a good solution to that yet.

However, Roland had other approaches.

"I was waiting for him to leave the Dome of Darkness as bats."

Roland smiled and snapped his finger. Then, to Yelia's surprise, a blue spatial bubble swallowed Roland before spurting him out half a second later.

Rendered speechless, Yelia watched Roland shoot into the sky like an arrow. Several seconds later, a new spatial bubble appeared and repeated what happened.

During the process, Roland grew faster and faster.

"You can play with spatial bubbles in such a way?" Yelia's expression was beyond words.

The players at the hilltops were watching the boss escape in regret, when they saw a shadow swooshing above their heads.

The blast from the launch forced the people down below to step back.

"It's Roland."

Some players recognized him.

At this point, Bruce was leading a dozen colonies of little bats away from the hills.

But suddenly, he sensed intense magic power approaching from his rear. He turned back, only to see a human being flying toward him at an unbelievable speed with a lightning bolt in each hand.

The dead Edmund would've found the posture very familiar, but Bruce was only startled.

How could a human being fly so fast? And what was that posture?

Was it some kind of weird spellcasting requirement?

While he was puzzled, the human being smashed through the little bats behind him like a horrifying meteorite.

The unbelievable momentum triggered a visual effect of blood exploding in a chain.

The little bats that were hit were reduced to smithereens. Then, the human being joined the lightning bolts into what appeared to be a longsword and slashed out.

He was too fast.

Even though Bruce spotted Roland, Roland was only ten meters behind him by the time he perceived Roland's speed.

The sword-shaped lightning bolt spread out and entangled all the big bats.

Although every big bat had a magic shield that could resist arrows and common magic bullets, vampires were naturally susceptible to lightning. More importantly, the lightning caused consecutive damage when it was performed by Roland.

The magic shields on the big bats were weakened, and Roland simply penetrated through all of them.

The immense momentum opened a huge hole among the big bats.

The magic shields on the big bats had been weakened, and Roland's was as hard as could be. So, the high-speed collision was in Roland's favor.

At least half of the big bats had been squeezed into pulps of meat and dropped from the sky after the crash.

Bruce's soul screamed in pain, but since he was a colony of bats, the sound he made was only angry squeaks, not intimidating at all.

Roland, on the other hand, began to ascend, before he turned to Bruce from above.

As a natural-born flying creature, Bruce knew that he didn't have a chance to escape. There were no clouds in the sky, and it was impossible for him to reach the woods so quickly.

The enemy was already faster than him, and he would gain even more speed if he swooped down from above.

There was no way that he could escape.

In the form of bats, Bruce could not put up a fight at all.

So, he had to change and counterattack.

The dozens of bats combined into a young version of Bruce.

According to common sense, he should be stronger after going from old to young.

But on the contrary, Bruce was only half as strong as earlier.

Because of the intense noontime sunlight and because he was in midair, smoke sizzled from all over his body.

Even though he was a Master vampire close to Legend status, he was still greatly restricted by the sunlight.

He glared at Roland who was diving down vertically. Then, he extended his finger, creating several black bone spears that swooshed at Roland.

Roland was almost close to the sonic speed, and the black spears were very fast too.

Their relative speed was much higher than the speed of sound, so Roland had been hit by one of the spears before he could react.

The impact when the black spear hit his magic shield was so huge that the black spear cracked into pieces and Roland's magic shield was broken too.

Bruce was about to laugh when he saw that, but then his smile froze.

The two lightning bolts in Roland's hands were combined into an electric sword a dozen meters long, which stilled Bruce where he was. Then, Roland crashed into him in a raging wind.

The moment before the collision, Bruce saw Roland's face, which had been twisted into waves by the powerful wind with the dynamic vision of the vampires.

Then, Bruce couldn't see anything anymore.

He had been completely reduced into pulps of meat, and so was Roland.

From the perspective of the players, after Roland crashed Bruce, too many broken pieces burst out. The remains of Roland spurted downward, whereas Bruce's flesh spread out in a circle.

At a distance, it was a rather beautiful picture, like a high-speed bullet penetrating through water.

After all, Roland was too fast at that point. Boosted by gravity, he was a tiny bit away from sonic speed.

From Yelia's perspective, he had created a beautiful flower of flesh and blood.

"Mutual death," Yelia remarked helplessly. "It's really immoral that a Golden Son plays such a demeaning trick just because he's undying."

Actually, Roland didn't mean to die with his enemy at all… It just never occurred to him that the boost of gravity would be so powerful when he dived down from a high altitude.

He had crashed the enemy before he was able to alter his direction.

It ended in disaster due to a lack of experience.

By the time Roland was resurrected from the simple ritual table, half an hour had already passed.

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Chapter 334 Ending

After resurrection, Roland immediately put on his clothes and checked his system menu.Well… He had dropped from level six to level five, but his EXP bar was 95%. As long as he completed the epic quest, he would return to level six, with a huge sum of additional experience points.

There were many other simple ritual tables, but no players were resurrected anymore.

After all, the battle was already winding down. Most players had broken into the castle for looting.

Some players were even fighting among themselves for gold coins.

The resurrection point was not far away from Yelia, who approached Roland and asked enviously, "How does it feel to be resurrected?"

"Like nothing!" Roland smiled. "It just makes you less scared and gives you more courage to charge."

"I don't think it's as simple as that." Yelia sighed and said, "It seems to me that you quite enjoyed dying together with your enemy."

Roland quickly shook his head. "That's definitely not true. Death is actually a huge loss for the Golden Sons too."

They would lose many experience points. Though the ratio was the same, their total experience was bigger now that their level was higher, and a loss of ten percent could be heartbreaking.

As they talked, a team made exclusively of girls appeared at the hilltop.

These girls were all sexy and attractive.

It was not hard to tell that they had added all their stats points to Charm.

Next to the girls were a lot of unusual beasts, which made Roland speculate that the girls were Summoners.

There were about twenty girls in the team, and they drew most people's attention upon their arrival.

"It's the Phoenix Guild."

Roland heard whispers all around.

Hearing the name, Roland realized who they were.

There were three guilds in this game that were exclusively made of females, and the Phoenix Guild was the most famous of them. The girls of this guild often posted on the forum about their traveling experiences and love stories.

Also, they only recruited Summoners who focused on Charm, which was an easy requirement for the females.

Most women liked simple classes, and Summoner was a great class. One only needed to ask her pets to charge while she stayed safe and sound in the rear of the battlefield.

Therefore, Summoner was well-acknowledged to be the most suitable class for girls.

The leading woman was most attractive. The rest of the team was riding horses, bears, or wolves, but she was the only one whose mount was a unicorn.

The pure-white unicorn, emitting feeble brightness, looked holy and noble, and even somewhat delicious.

Yelia was stunned. "Why is a unicorn from the Elf Forest with a human woman?"

Then, he said thoughtfully, "So, the Golden Sons are actually a race on par with the elves?"

Roland didn't think that much, because the woman on the unicorn had come toward him. Behind her, the girls were pointing at them and whispering.

On the tall unicorn, the woman, who was wearing a plain silk dress and a colorful wreath of flowers on her head, was quite pretty.

Roland could sense that the wreath was releasing magic power stably and subtly. It was a piece of awesome magic equipment.

Then, she jumped off from the unicorn and threw a bag at Roland from three meters away.

"Your ashes!"

Roland was rather puzzled. He opened the bag, only to see a pile of material that was dark and looked like the ashes of the vampires he picked earlier, except that the ashes in the bag were of a higher quality with more magic waves.

Roland raised his head and asked, "The ashes of the boss?"

"Yes." The woman nodded and said, "We came late, and you crashed right ahead of us. So, we picked up whatever was left of you and the boss and burned it altogether. Now, the two of you are inside each other."

Roland frowned to hear that. He said helplessly, "Would you please not be so gay?"

"I like men loving and fighting each other best." The woman didn't mind exposing her hobby at all. "I'm Solisa, chairman of the Phoenix Guild. I've heard about you, Roland the Master Mage."

Roland cupped his hands and smiled too. "I've heard a lot about you too, Chairman Solisa. It's not easy to manage a guild that's exclusively made of women."

"That is sexist, isn't it?" Solisa squinted and said with a smile, "I'm going to punch you as a defender of feminism."

Roland shook his head speechlessly.

"Enough joking." Solisa said solemnly, "I would like to ask you a favor."

"What is it?"

Roland found Solisa to be a nice person. Bruce's bone powder was apparently better than that of other vampires, and it clearly weighed more than a kilogram.

Therefore, it was worth at least seventy gold coins, which equaled almost a million yuan in reality.

Yet, Solisa had returned the bone powder to Roland after picking it up.

Either Solisa was a billionaire in reality, or she was really a person of integrity who would not claim someone else's possessions.

In either case, money was not her greatest concern.

"I would like to ask you to improve a summoning spell."

Roland was rather surprised. "A summoning spell? That's not really my field."

Solisa extended four fingers and said, "I'll give you four million. I only have two requirements: reduce the magic cost, and streamline the magic nodes."

Roland took a deep breath. He would've refused it, but the reward was simply too tempting.

"What's the spell? Let me take a look."

Though Roland had lots of money, he was still poor compared to the real magnates.

Only an idiot would refuse money. Besides, in order to improve the summoning spell, he would have to learn it first, which meant that he could acquire a spell model for nothing.

Solisa was relieved that Roland accepted her request.

Seeing that the boss was dead, the players rushed into the castle and rescued the blood slaves, before they began to scour the place for treasures.

It must be admitted that the Bruce family had a lot of collections.

Gold coins, gems, magic materials… Valuable items were unearthed one after another.

Finally, one team entered the cavern behind the castle and found Wenger, who was still being held in the dungeon.

Wenger heaved a sigh when he saw the players who just broke in.

Bruce had indeed failed.

Wenger knew that those players would save him as long as he revealed his identity.

But he didn't want to be exposed just yet.

He decided to keep a secret that a vampire player was very strong as long as possible.

Taking a deep breath, he bared two long fangs and shouted scarily, "You humble human beings, why are you here? Lord Bruce will make you into the most delicious blood soup and cut out your guts…"

He was enshrouded in magic flames.

A few minutes later, the players looked at the white powder in the cage and remarked, "Huh? It's not the bone powder of vampires, is it?"

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Chapter 335 Serial Quests

The locust-like players turned the castle upside town, searching for valuable items like gold and silver.After the valuable items were looted, they began to move the furniture.

The quaint tables and chairs were simply collected in the system Backpacks.

If they were too big for the system backpacks, the players would separate them first before packing them.

After no more than three hours, the castle was utterly empty.

The players had even appraised the stones in the castle. Well-hidden items had been dug out by the Rogue players who specialized in looting.

Soon enough, the glass skull hidden in the basement was brought to Roland by a guild.

The leader gave the skull to Roland, and after he was notified that he had earned a hundred credit points, he laughed and led his guild members away.

When Roland picked up the skull, he received a system notification too.

Quest accomplished. EXP 3,214 points.

He returned to level six and was very close to level seven.

Now, Roland observed the skull in his hand.

The glass skull was delicate and even somewhat cute.

The glass was pink and felt warm as Roland held it.

True Ancestor's Skull (Epic).

Introduction: This is the skull of the True Ancestor of the vampires. Find the other body parts of the True Ancestor, and you can choose to revive him or kill him.

Quest picked: Light and Dark (Personal, Epic)

Introduction: To be good or to be evil, it's entirely up to you.

After reading the quest, Roland tossed the skull in his hand and put it in his system Backpack.

There being no more valuable items in the castle, the players began to disperse.

Some of them greeted Roland, and some raised their middle finger at Roland, not maliciously but purely for fun.

Roland, on the other hand, raised his middle finger back at those people.

Yelia was rather puzzled. "Your people don't seem very friendly to you. Did you force them to come here?"

"No, I tempted them to come here with rewards." Roland smiled. "On one hand, they didn't want to work for me, but on the other hand, the rewards for the mission here were too great to resist. So, they're both angry that they ran errands for me, and happy that they made a profit with the mission. Now that the mission is over, they have decided to return their tiny dissatisfaction back to me instead of keeping it to themselves."

"You Golden Sons are really interesting." Yelia shook his head speechlessly.

At this point, Solisa, who had been watching the drama, threw a scroll at Roland. "Here's the spell model. Send it to me on the forum when you're done."

After that, Solisa left with the pretty Summoners.

Roland opened the scroll and was lost for words when he saw the dense and overlapping square nodes on it.

Wasn't it a spell of the elves?

He hadn't even fully grasped the spells of human beings yet. How could he crack the spells of the elves?

No wonder Solisa offered a generous pay of four million.

Roland remembered that he still had the spell model that he got from the elven slave after freeing her. He decided to study them together.

The valley was rather grotesque at this point.

In the eyes of the players, the blood and flesh in the valley had been censored.

But the gore was undisguised to Yelia's eyes, except that the players recycled their "bodies," however broken those bodies were, before they left.

Therefore, few remains were left in the valley after the players left, and all of them belonged to the vampires.

It was already evening when everything came to a close.

Roland and Yelia returned to Liguburg City.

Vivian and Andonara, who had been waiting anxiously, were relieved to see them return.

The other magic apprentices were naturally delighted too.

A party was held at the Magic Tower at night, and many nobles and celebrities were invited.

At the party, Yelia announced that Liguburg City would no longer be troubled by vampires.

Since hundreds of years ago, Liguburg City had been plagued by vampires, and dozens of girls went missing every year.

The prettier and neater a girl was, the more likely she would be captured. After all, vampires attached great importance to the appeal of their food.

It would be impossible for them to suck the blood of smelly old women.

So, the victims were mostly the daughters of nobles and big merchants.

They were the happiest to hear the news.

Yelia ascribed all the credit to Roland without claiming any of it.

Therefore, Roland was the center of attention at the party. Almost everybody expressed their gratitude to him. But since he was a high and mighty Mage, most guests simply toasted him and said a few short words before they left. He wasn't really haunted by those people.

After the party, Roland rested in his room.

Andonara, on the other hand, was sleeping soundly on his bed with sexy pajamas.

Roland opened the forum.

Video posts were all over the forum at this point. Many players who took part in the battle uploaded the videos they captured to the forum.

In the battle, the players spotted the weaknesses of different classes. They also discussed how they should cooperate against strong foes.

Roland's trick of high-speed flying was mentioned too. Many people were considering how to react to this special spell.

Even vampires, who were good at flying, had been shot down by Roland. The players didn't think they could beat Roland even if they picked up flying too.

"Why are they all targeting me?" Roland mumbled gloomily.

Hearing his voice, Andonara opened her eyes and, seeing Roland's back, fell asleep again.

He browsed through the forum again and found another heated post in surprise.

I'm going to establish a guild named Ghost Blade.

In short, the post stated that, since the vampires were valuable and wealthy, the author of the post would establish a guild that focused on hunting vampires and wanted everybody to share intelligence with him. There were many vampires in this world, and they had multiple bases in Hollevin as well as other big countries.

The vampires were also among humanoid creatures, like hybrids and dwarfs. They signified a huge fortune. Instead of making money by doing business or completing quests, it seemed easy and convenient to just slay vampires.

Vampires weren't anything good anyway. Few of them would be innocent even if a hundred thousand of them were killed.

Killing vampires was justified and rewarding, and it could also improve the players' reputation in the human world as well as their battle skills. It was definitely a good thing.

Most players replied to the thread, feeling that it was a sound plan.

Roland thought for a moment and sent a short message to the author of the post: "Bro, I'm going to share a quest with you. If you find any special items related to vampires, you can bring them to me. I'll pay you a high price."

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Chapter 336 Unusual Treasure?

Very soon, Roland received a reply."Wow! I didn't expect to receive a message from a big shot! You can send me the quest."Roland took a picture of the personal epic quest he received and sent it to the man.

Very soon, the man replied with another picture and a message.

"I've triggered a special quest. Thank you!"

Roland read the picture that the man sent back.

Special child quest received: Help Roland find the True Ancestor's body parts.

Items Retrieved: 0/5

The quest system seemed quite intelligent. Judging by the description, five body parts were still missing.

Very soon, another message was sent over. "If I may ask, how much are you willing to pay for each item retrieved?"

Roland thought for a moment… One kilogram of vampire's bone powder equaled fifty gold coins. Although not every vampire could yield a kilogram of bone powder after incineration, depending on whether or not they were heavy and healthy, Roland would be too embarrassed to make an offer that was lower than that price.

He said, "I'm not a rich guy. How about one hundred gold coins for each body part?"

The five hundred gold coins he earned from Yelia would probably all be invested in this quest.

However, it might not be possible for Roland to find all the five body parts without the help of a player group that focused on hunting vampires.

Besides, Roland quite agreed with what Yelia said earlier.

Money was not really a problem for him. With his current abilities and his influence, it was not hard for him to make a fortune.

On the other hand, he had to learn and parse more spells, improve the spell from the Phoenix Guild, and travel with the magic apprentices. He was rather occupied.

Now that he had some additional money, it was time to put it to good use.

Very soon, the man sent a message back. "How generous! As expected of the best Mage. We'll take the quest and let you know when we find anything."

Done. Roland was relieved.

After chatting with him for a while, Roland quit the forum.

Roland spent the next couple of days in the Magic Tower, exchanging experience in spellcasting with Yelia and speaking to the magic apprentices of Liguburg City on his principles in magic.

After seven days of this, Roland left with the magic apprentices.

Yelia was rather reluctant to let them go, as Mages with unique perspectives like Roland were rare. The seven days of communication were worth years of contemplation for him.

Roland had learned a lot too. Spiritual Endowment alone was very helpful to him, not to mention Yelia's personal understandings in magic.

After all, Yelia had studied magic for almost thirty years; it had only been only one year for Roland.

Only the experienced knew certain tricks that rookies didn't. It was not unusual.

As for the magic apprentices from both Delpon and Liguburg City, they had obtained a lot from the communication too.

Upon leaving Liguburg City, the six magic apprentices from Delpon were reluctant.

The magic apprentices from both sides had grown fond of each other… after the competitions.

In the one-sided matches, those from Delpon had crushed their opponents, who could barely put up any resistance.

Confidence couldn't be developed without time and experience.

When they just set off, the magic apprentices from Delpon weren't really confident.

Back in Liguburg City, when Roland's principles in magic were mocked by the magic apprentices of Liguburg City, Vivian and the rest of them weren't confident either.

Jerry only stood out because he couldn't stand the humiliation and wanted to defend their dignity.

However, it never occurred to them that their opponents would be no match for them at all.

After the seven days of "communication," they found that Hand of Magic could be used in support, offense, and defense. Although it was not the best in any of these aspects, it was a very practical spell in general.

"Practical" might even be an understatement. It was a rather powerful spell.

Besides, the upper limit of the spell was very high. They had seen that when their chairman used it, the gripping power, the number, the variations, and the thickness of his Hand of Magic were much better.

They would be qualified Mages when they could achieve half of what their teacher could.

Besides, their teacher was still young. When he grew stronger, Hand of Magic would definitely be improved further.

If he became a Master, Hand of Magic could probably be upgraded into a level-three spell.

In that case, their chairman would definitely be a famous Mage worldwide for creating a level-three spell that magic apprentices could learn.

With those thoughts in mind, the magic apprentices looked at Roland with more reverence.

Their morale was higher too. After they left Liguburg City, they were rather willing and active in reconnaissance and camp construction.

Nobody found the journey tedious anymore, even when they were trapped on a slope in a storm.

Each magic apprentice seemed exhausted but hopeful.

Standing at the window of the stone building, Roland looked out gravely.

Andonara was piling blankets and quilts. Having been paying attention to Roland, she noticed his unusual expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Something is wrong with the rain," Roland explained. "I sense that the magical elements in the air are weirder and more lackluster than usual, but I'm not sure whether it's a natural phenomenon, or if it's because of the influence of certain magic creatures."

In this magic world, there would always be all kinds of accidents on a journey.

After all, a world based on magic could be much more unreasonable than one based on science.

Andonara also stood next to the window and looked out at the apprentices, who were building a camp to keep away the rain. She thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry. Nobody will blame you even if anything happens."

Roland looked at her.

Andonara smiled and leaned against Roland. "Mages usually travel and learn on their own. Few of them are organized and protected by their mentor. You've done enough."

Roland didn't give any comment.

When Roland was about to take a rest, he noticed a strange white light from under the slope.

The light was quite bright and eye-catching in the dim storm.

"Is it an unusual treasure?"

For some reason, this idea popped up in Roland's head.

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Chapter 337 Meeting Angel Again

Looking at the light that was more and more dazzling in the rain, Roland felt that something was not right.The magic apprentices noticed it too and looked at it from a distance.

Roland dropped three magic spiders and waved his hand, raising the mud and covering the whole camp with rocks again.

He snapped his finger, and three spheres of light ascended.

The magic apprentices immediately gathered before Roland's building.

Roland walked down and said, "I'm going out to take a look. You stay here and be careful."

The magic apprentices all nodded.

Then, Roland said to Andonara, "Please protect them for me if anything happens."

With a brilliant smile, Andonara said, "Don't worry."

After leaving the instructions, Roland left the rock tent.

Inside the rock tent, Vivian heaved a sigh and said, "It's really boring that Mr. Chairman's got us covered for everything."

The other magic apprentices didn't look well either. They had pride too, and it was rather annoying that they were protected all the time like kids.

But they also knew that they were too weak to be of much help at this point.

After exiting the rock tent, Roland did not investigate in a rush. Instead, he walked slowly while the magic spiders explored the way ahead of him. It was less eye-catching this way. After all, Human Cannonball could be very noisy.

The magic spiders were quite fast and soon arrived at the scene of the accident.

From the pictures sent back, Roland saw that a crater had been left in the woods as if something had just crashed down from the sky. It was the source of the brilliant light.

Then, from another picture that the magic spiders sent, Roland saw someone sitting inside the crater.

All the raindrops were blocked by an invisible force five meters above the crater, so there was no water in the crater at all, even at its deepest point.

As the magic spiders drew near, the pictures they sent back became clearer and clearer.

Then, Roland gasped.

The "person" inside the crater had a pair of white wings and feather armor of the same color. She was holding a translucent shield in the shape of a cloud with strange green energy circulating in it, and there was a white longsword in her right hand that seemed to be made of clouds.

At the hilt of the longsword, there was also a pair of tiny decorative white wings.

The woman was very beautiful, and Roland had seen her before… When Falken died in Red Mountain Town, it was this angel who directed his soul to the Paradise of Life.

An angel had fallen from the sky, wounded!

She had a sword wound on her back. White energy was surging around the wound, as if it was healing her, but a stream of green energy was disrupting it.

"This is definitely an epic quest."

If he were alone, Roland would go to her and talk to her to see if he could trigger any special plot.

But now… he had to be responsible for those around him. The safety of Andonara, the magic apprentices, and the coachmen who had been driving the carriages for them all depended on him.

His decision would determine their fate.

Nothing that involved gods and angels could be trivial.

Roland sighed and left a pair of magic coordinates, before he returned to the rock tent.

He canceled the rock tent and spoke to everyone, "We will set off right now. We have a problem."

Though everybody was puzzled, they did not propose any objection but take action immediately.

Soon, the carriages moved on.

Sitting next to Roland, Andonara saw the worry and regret on his face and asked in a low voice, "What happened exactly? Or rather, what did you see?"

"An angel!"

"Why? It was lucky of you to run into a gorgeous lady in the wilderness…" Habitually, Andonara thought that Roland was referring to a beautiful woman as "angel." She was about to tease him, when she realized what was going on. "A real angel?"

Roland nodded.

Hiss!

Andonara felt a strong toothache.

What was an angel?

They were the strongest fighters in the Paradise of Life. They were born as demigods, and they represented the honor and power of the Life Goddess.

But now, an angel had fallen from paradise. What exactly happened?

Andonara did not even dare to think of it.

The carriage fell silent again.

The carriages moved slowly in the storm. In the evening, the head coachman came to Roland and said, "Mr. Mage, we can't go on anymore, or the horses will die of exhaustion."

Roland frowned. He cast Body Fortification and Lesser Healing on the horses, before he said, "Feed the horses and let them rest for half an hour. Then we will proceed."

"But…" The head coachman was about to say something else.

Roland shook his head and said, interrupting him, "There's grave danger behind us. Do what I say if you don't want to die."

The head coachman, greatly alarmed, replied immediately, "Got it, sir."

He walked away and talked to the other coachmen. They fed the horses and continued the journey.

Thanks to Body Fortification and Lesser Healing, the horses were trotting as fast as before. Roland cast the same spells on them every four hours before letting the horses rest for half an hour.

Moving and resting, the carriages finally reached Encart City, their destination, in the morning.

Roland finally felt relaxed after they got into the city.

Everybody was exhausted. They checked in at an inn, and the head coachman spoke to Roland excitedly. "Mr. Mage, our horses are fine, except that they're tired. But they'll be as good as new after they rest a couple of days. So, can we stay here for a day or two?"

Encart was a mid-sized city and more than eighty kilometers away from the angel". Even if a great battle took place back there, this city would likely be unaffected.

Roland thought for a moment and felt that they should be safe now, so he said, "Okay, we'll stay here for a few days."

It was also a good chance to communicate with the local Magic Tower.

The coachman thanked him and left gratefully.

Roland looked west through the window in a room on the third floor of the inn. It was the direction the angel was in.

He kept thinking that he should go there and check it out.

His heart was itching with curiosity. It was really painful not to pick up a quest knowing that it was out there.

After considering for a few minutes, Roland said to Andonara, who was readying her bed, "I'm going to take a look at the angel. You stay here and protect Vivian and the others."

Briefly stunned, Andonara came close and said, "I'm going too. I can protect you."

"I'm a Golden Son, and I don't die. But you're different," Roland explained. "The angel must be very strong, and so is her enemy. I can be reborn even if die. Though you're strong, you're only a human being."

Andonara bit her full pink lips regretfully.

Roland patted her head and left the city. Then, he returned to the place where he left coordinates through Long-Distance Teleportation.

The brightness that drove away the dark was gone. When Roland came to the crater, nobody was around.

He could hear nothing but the chirps of insects and birds, which only made the woods quieter and creepier.

He was too late!

But all of a sudden, Roland saw a feeble flickering light at the bottom of the crater.

He jumped into the crater, only to find that it was a glittering white feather.

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Chapter 338 Cultural Invasion in the Alternate World

The glimmering white feather was so astonishingly attractive that anybody who saw it would be eager to pick it up.But Roland was not in a hurry to pick up the feather. Instead, he stepped back and investigated the surroundings with three magic spiders.

It took the three magic spiders quite some time to look into anything suspicious within hundreds of meters.

But they didn't find any human beings or other intelligent creatures. There was no sign of fighting either.

Had the angel flown away on her own?

She was a powerful angel and an envoy of the Life Goddess, who specialized in healing. So, it was not strange that she treated herself.

Roland walked to the edge of the crater and looked at the white feather. He picked up the feather with Hand of Magic and waited for a moment. Seeing no anomalies in the white feather, he was relieved, convinced that it was nothing dangerous.

Roland brought the white feather to himself with Hand of Magic.

Soon, the information on the feather popped up in Roland's vision.

Item: Minor Divine Power Crystal

Introduction: This is the essence of an angel's divine power.

Effect: Upon usage, it will grant many experience points and even special skills or talents (Legendary).

Many experience points?

Enthused, Roland grabbed the white feather, but he felt that something was wrong the moment he touched it.

A strange sense of pain emerged from his palm. Then, he saw that his right hand was crystallized quickly and he couldn't sense it anymore.

To Roland's surprise, the crystallization was going further down on his arm.

Immediately, Roland struck the end of the crystallization heavily with his left hand.

After a crack, his crystallized right hand was cut off from the elbow and dropped on the ground.

A lot of blood spurted out of the fracture on his elbow.

Roland's face was slightly pale. He cast Lesser Healing on himself and raised his broken arm, watching his skin and flesh regenerate and cover the fracture.

Though it was slightly painful, it was not entirely insufferable since the pain had been reduced to one-tenth. Next, the missing arm would keep growing, and it would be intact again in five days.

Waving his arm, Roland smiled bitterly. "I can play a one-armed knight now."

Then, he looked at his crystallized hand on the ground, which was still holding the white feather.

It seemed that the feather was only usable for Legends.

Roland felt that he had been cautious enough. Little did he expect that the feather would directly respond to touch.

This time, he did not touch the feather with his hand, but collected it with the absorption function of the system Backpack.

Looking around, Roland found nothing interesting, so he flew back to Encart City with Human Cannonball.

Soon after Roland left, the air was slightly twisted at the edge of the wood, and soon, a beauty with wings on her back emerged. She looked at where Roland had gone in confusion.

"Spatial bubbles can be used in such a way? Human beings are really interesting."

Roland returned to the inn in Encart City. His missing arm naturally made his companions surprised and sorry.

But they knew that Roland's arm would be back in a few days, so they were not particularly sad.

Roland asked the magic apprentices to take a rest in the hotel, while he took Andonara to the Magic Tower.

Since this was a trip for learning, they certainly would not miss any Magic Tower on their way.

This was a mid-sized city that was inferior to Delpon in terms of both the size and the population, but it was a prosperous city nonetheless.

When Roland and Andonara passed a square at the center of the city, they found a crowd in the square. As an antisocial person, Roland was going to walk past them when he suddenly came to a pause in surprise.

Then, he dragged Andonara toward the crowd.

When they were closer, they heard that someone was singing a rather poignant tune.

Andonara listened for a while and remarked in surprise, "What a strange melody… It's nothing like what I've heard before. Besides, it's played by multiple people."

As the daughter of a merchant and a queen who had a basic understanding of art, she had promptly discerned that those people had a vastly different music style.

Andonara looked at the performers in the square and then at Roland. "Are they Golden Sons too?"

Roland nodded with a smile.

"What's the name of the song? Is the singer the creator of the song?"

"The name of the song is 'A Long Time Later,' created by the Milk Tea Group."

Andonara nodded. "It's a nice song."

Those players were either Bards or Dancers, who had all been focused on playing and singing skills.

Therefore, their performance of the song was even better than the original.

Roland knew those players to be the leisure players who waged a cultural invasion in this alternate world. It was said that they were rather famous among the nobles of Hollevin.

Roland looked around and found a lot of nobles in the crowd.

All of the audience were crazy fans, passion on their faces.

After the singer was done, the players began to play the rock version of 'Canon' with their respective instruments. There was no electric guitar here, but the smart players achieved a similar effect with a weirdly-shaped six-stringed lute.

As the music spread, more and more people stopped and listened. Some even started clapping along with the beats.

Very soon, even Andonara was mesmerized and clapped the beats along with other people.

The atmosphere grew more and more heated, attracting more and more people to the concert.

About three minutes later, the performance was over.

"Another song! Another song!"

The audience cried aloud. Hundreds of people were gathered here.

At this point, a male player stood up and said, "My friends, we will hold a concert outside of the city the day after tomorrow. If you're interested, you're free to enjoy our programs in the woods east of the city. Sixty-three performers and singers will bring you unconventional acoustic entertainment."

Hearing that there would be more programs the day after tomorrow, most of the audience left, but some zealous fans stayed, hoping to have a chance to speak to the musicians.

Andonara seemed reluctant to leave too.

At this point, a female player approached them and asked, "Are you Roland?"

"Yes." Roland nodded.

"I didn't expect to see you in this city." The female player observed Roland for a while and said, "You're handsomer in person than you are on videos."

Hearing that, Andonara immediately grabbed Roland's hand and looked at her warily.

The female player was rather pretty and must've added points to her Charm too, but she was still not as good-looking as Andonara.

Roland looked at her and asked, "And you are?"

"I am Britney, leader of the Vienna Opera Company."

Roland blew a whistle teasingly and said, "Those are interesting names, the Vienna Opera Company's and yours."

Britney smiled and said, "Thank you, Roland. I would like to ask you a favor. Could you help us establish a small opera house outside of the city?"

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Chapter 339 Who Do They Think They Are?

Britney was very graceful. She had apparently grown up in an artistic environment. With her pretty face, she was personal in every aspect.

"You want me to build an opera house for you?" Roland hesitated and said, "Although I know some construction spells, I can't create anything huge on my own. After all, I only have limited mana."

"I'm only talking about a small amphitheater," Britney said with a smile. "Why don't we talk more about it in a tavern?"

"All right."

Several minutes later, the three of them sat down in a tavern.

This tavern was more lavishly decorated than other taverns, and the drinks served here were more expensive. So, there were fewer guests here. It was rather quiet.

Britney ordered fruit wine for them. She looked at Andonara's face and her body enviously, before she said, "We have been touring in many cities, but we can only perform in the squares each time. Most cities do not have huge opera houses. That's really a problem."

"But almost all cities above average have an opera house. With your performance, it shouldn't be a problem to rent an opera house for a couple of days, no?" Andonara was confused.

Britney replied with a smile, "But those opera houses can only accommodate a few hundred people at best. We don't want to just play for nobles and big merchants. We want everyone to hear our music."

"But you can't make money that way. Nobles and big merchants dislike the company of ordinary people." Andonara asked, "How can you make a living for your group?"

"We have been performing in the squares. The circumstances are not the most favorable, and we never advertise," Britney said with a smile. "But even so, we have some noble fans. As for money, we'll be satisfied as long as we make enough for our operation."

Andonara was still confused. "But without the acknowledgment of nobles, it is unlikely for you to disseminate your music principles."

Britney burst into laughter after hearing that. "To quote what a great man once said, it is not the place of the nobles, who only take up one percent of the population, to decide what the people like or don't like."

Andonara found it hard to accept.

Having been born in this world, certain ideals were etched to her bones, and it was hard for her to change them.

At least, she believed that nothing without the approval of nobles could really be classic.

However, Britney's crazy laughter told Andonara that she really didn't care if nobles liked her performance.

"Well said, sister." Roland raised his thumb with his left hand. "For that quote, I will build a small opera house for you for free, but of course, it will be a rough one made of rock. I don't think I can make delicate murals or sculptures for you."

Britney was rather delighted. "Thank you, Roland. But your hand… wouldn't be a problem for your spellcasting, would it?"

"That's fine. I still have my left hand." Roland smiled.

Then, Britney put the construction blueprint of a small opera house on the table. She paid for the wine and left after throwing Roland an air kiss.

Andonara seemed rather angry.

Roland picked up the blueprint and walked out of the tavern with Andonara.

On the crowded street, Andonara couldn't help but ask, "Are you really going to build an opera house on your own?"

"Not on my own, but with Vivian and the rest of them." Roland said with a smile, "I will provide necessary aid, but they will do most of the work. It's partly meant to better familiarize them with magic, and partly because as their chairman and their mentor, I don't have to do everything myself."

Andonara smiled. "That's true. You did too much for them in the past."

On the second day, Roland took the magic apprentices out of the city to build a small opera house in an open space.

Roland created a gigantic mold with magic first. He then threw soil into the mold and transformed it into mud. After the mold was full, he turned the mud into huge flat rocks.

The magic apprentices, on the other hand, took those rocks and piled them up like a pyramid. After only half a day, a high, smooth platform had been established.

After that, they built a semicircle wall behind the platform based on the mechanism of sound amplification, so that the singer's voice could be enhanced.

In the end, they began to pave the floor and build the auditorium. They heaped the rocks in a sector on different levels in the structure of a classic theater.

But of course… this theater did not have a roof.

The opera house was constructed quite fast under the eyes of many people, who witnessed the rocks being passed here and there before a large open-air opera house took shape before their eyes.

For the players, it was only a small opera house. After all, there were too many massive buildings in the information age.

But for the locals, it was already a massive opera house.

Britney dropped by, only to be surprised. "It's bigger than planned, isn't it?"

"I've helped you expand the auditorium," Roland said with a smile. "We have time and we don't have anything else to do. It's a good chance for those apprentices to exercise."

"That's fine with me," Britney said with a smile of her own. "Or rather, that's what I hope."

Looking at the sky, Roland asked, "How's your promotion going?"

"Not bad. The whole city should know now." Britney combed long hair back from her cheeks and said, "I wish that you could be with us all the time. That way, we can have a opera house wherever we go."

Roland smiled but didn't say anything.

It wasn't a problem for him to give them a hand while he was here, but he was not interested in joining the music group.

Britney heaved a disappointed sigh when Roland didn't reply. Then, she smiled and said, "Thank you for your trouble. I'll treat you to dinner later."

"No problem."

Everybody was excited that the Vienna Opera Company was going to play outside of the city the next day, especially after a massive opera house had been established out of thin air.

Vivian and Andonara looked forward to it too.

They were both nobles, and they had always liked music and opera performances.

But an accident happened on the second day.

The city guards had blocked the city gate since morning. Many people were stopped from leaving the city.

Roland went to the city gate with Andonara and the magic apprentices and asked them what was going on.

Seeing Roland's Mage robes and Andonara's glamorous clothes, the city guards dared not be violent and told them the truth.

"The mayor asked us to close the city today. Only the nobles and the merchants who paid money can leave."

"Why?"

"Because… the civilians are not qualified to appreciate a performance together with the lords."

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Chapter 340 Leave Them Be

By Roland's estimation, more than three thousand people had been blocked at the city gate, and still more were coming, which caused a traffic jam.If it were the information age, people would've protested against such an unreasonable order, and whoever was in power would be blamed.

But in this world, the whole Encart City belonged to the mayor, and when he closed the city, the civilians did not really have a justifiable reason to argue with him.

Even Andonara and Vivian didn't feel anything was wrong, not to mention the common citizens.

But Roland didn't really agree with them.

He was not aggravated. Instead, he simply asked, "Can we go?"

At this point, Andonara suddenly grabbed Roland's left arm, as if she was worried that he would do something.

"Sure."

Naturally, the city guards dared not stop a Mage and two women who were apparently nobles.

They left the city from a side gate, and Andonara finally released Roland's arm a little bit.

Under the shade of the tree, Roland looked at Andonara's obviously anxious face and asked, "Were you scared that I would attack them?"

Andonara nodded. "I know what you did in the past. As far as I know, you've blown up two city gates. I feared that you will blow up this one too if you get too upset."

"Am I really so unreasonable?"

Andonara peeped at him. "None of the Golden Sons are really sensible."

"That's just a misunderstanding."

"I'll be damned if I believe you." Andonara mocked him.

Vivian looked at them enviously. She wanted to talk to Roland naturally like Andonara did, but as an unmarried girl, she was more reserved than Andonara was, who was more open-minded in certain aspects.

For example, she slept in Roland's bed every night, taking advantage of the fact that Roland needed no sleep as a player.

When they came to the open-air opera house, they found that a lot of carriages had arrived.

A team of about twenty soldiers was even guarding the entrance.

When Roland arrived, the captain of the guards looked at him and let him through.

In the opera house, Roland saw that the three rows in the front had been taken by people in decent clothes who seemed proud and intimidating.

Roland and his companions attracted most people's attention upon their arrival.

After all, their outfits were too eye-catching. Roland was wearing his magic robe, which granted accessibility to most places, and both Andonara and Vivian were cute and beautiful. Naturally, everybody noticed them.

Roland looked around and ignored the nobles. Instead, he went to the musicians.

At this point, the musicians were chit-chatting and enjoying snacks.

When Roland came, Britney was talking to a female player. She stood up and smiled. "You're here!"

Roland looked around and asked, "Are you not going to perform?"

"Why would we?" Britney sneered coldly. "We won't until the audience are here."

"Impressive!" Roland raised his thumb and asked, "Can I stay here and enjoy the drama?"

"Not a problem at all." Britney was very happy. "We'll be more confident if you're rooting for us… won't we?"

Britney suddenly shouted at her fellows.

Then, all the players turned around and replied lethargically, "Of course."

Then, they resumed their own business, continuing chit-chatting and enjoying the snacks.

If they were battle-type players, they would probably greet and talk to Roland.

But these were leisure players who were mostly singers or singers-to-be in reality. They played the game for a different reason than Roland and other pure players did. They were from a different circle, so they were not excited to see Roland even though Roland was famous.

After that, Roland spoke with Britney backstage and soon got along with the other players.

Andonara and Vivian had a good time talking to Britney too.

Time flew by, and the nobles in the auditorium soon ran out of patience. They sent a servant, asking when the performance would begin.

Britney turned around and said, "Tell your master that we're not interested in performing when the audience are too few."

The servant was about to burst into fury, but seeing that everybody here was a professional, he held himself back and returned.

Very soon, a young man in glamorous clothes arrived with four soldiers.

He looked at everybody backstage and asked, "May I know which of you is Ms. Britney?"

Nobody replied to them. At best, they simply glanced at him and continued doing whatever they were doing.

The young man's face reddened in fury. He shouted angrily, "Where are your manners?"

Still, nobody talked to him.

The young man was even angrier. He glared at everybody for a while, before he left with the soldiers.

After he left, Britney said, "Just wait for it. Someone with a great temper will come soon."

"How are you going to deal with them?" asked Roland.

"We will wait," Britney said casually, "until they're willing to open the city gate, or we will leave three days later. There's no need to fawn to those condescending jerks."

Roland smiled.

At this point, the young man returned to the auditorium and spoke to a rather intimidating middle-aged man. "Father, those Bards were unwilling to talk. They didn't even bother to look at me. They're too arrogant."

The young man was rather loud, and everybody heard him. They were all shocked.

The middle-aged man slapped his thigh and asked, "Are you not exaggerating?"

"No."

"Those Golden Sons show absolutely no respect for us." At this point, a fat middle-aged noble injected. "There are more than two hundred nobles and magnates here. Why can't they offer service to us alone? After we leave, the bumpkins can come in. Do they really expect us to watch the performance together with those bumpkins? That would be too humiliating for me."

"I'll talk to them in person." The middle-aged man stood up.

"That's unnecessary." Another noble who had a mustache stood up and said, "You're the mayor. Let me go talk to them. I'm the sheriff of this place and a viscount. They have to show me some respect."

The mayor thought for a moment and sat down.

The sheriff summoned thirteen soldiers and strode backstage.

Seeing that the players were talking and eating lazily, he immediately burst into fury.

"Do the Golden Sons have any basic manners?" The noble was so angry that his mustache was almost standing on end. "Two hundred audience members are waiting for you, and yet you're enjoying your time here. Do you have any respect for your patrons?"

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Chapter 341 Simple As Tha

Roland, Andonara and Vivian didn't talk but simply stared at the mustached noble in silence.Britney stood up and scoffed. "Patrons? Did you build this opera house? Have I charged ticket fees from you?"

The mustached noble was immediately rendered speechless.

The Vienna Opera Company had now toured in half of Hollevin. They were in cities and villages, but they never charged any fee from the audience. As for the gold coins needed for their operation… it was partly exchanged from their money in reality, and partly earned by accomplishing the quests from the Guild of Mercenaries, since Bards were a rather omnipotent class too.

They had skills in melee fighting, magic, support, and healing. As a team, they could deal with most problems, and there was always a solution as long as the enemy wasn't overwhelmingly powerful.

Since the living expenses in this world were low, and based on the funding from reality and what they earned now and then, they could manage to make ends meet. Also, for these people, it was pointless to pursue a luxurious life in the game; they were more determined to hone their professional abilities in this second life.

It was barely possible for most performers to tour and perform in reality, because it was too costly.

However, it was very simple in this world, because they stayed young and healthy.

This world was also a dessert of culture and art. Their performance in every city had been a hit.

They were really exhilarated.

They were having a lot of fun while they improved their professional abilities. It was one stone that killed two birds.

As for battles, those were just occasional spicy fun for the performers.

Because they did not count on the sponsorship of the nobles, the performers of the Vienna Opera Company were quite confident.

Besides, they were undying, which made them further look down upon the proud nobles, because they were even prouder.

"If you have nothing else to say, go back now." Britney smiled and said, "Tell your mayor that either he will enjoy the performance with his people, or we will leave in three days."

The mustached noble glared at Britney. "Are you not scared that we'll inform other lords and make them reject your entrance?"

Britney yawned and looked at him as if he were an idiot. "How powerful is your mayor? Does he command all of Hollevin?"

The mustached noble was immediately rendered speechless.

Britney continued mocking him. "Besides, Hollevin is a rather far-flung country. There are still the Fareins Kingdom, Urganda, and the Desert Kingdom out there. You think you can influence them?"

The mustached noble was even gloomier.

In the end, he grunted in dissatisfaction and left with the soldiers.

Britney chuckled and continued her conversation with Andonara.

Andonara, on the other hand, looked weird.

Roland continued bragging with the players.

Very soon, a middle-aged man arrived, with about thirty nobles as well as a male Mage wearing a blue robe and a blue hood.

The intimidating middle-aged man looked around at everybody, and the Mage stared at Roland with great interest before he focused his eyes on Andonara with a weird expression.

But very soon, he moved his eyes back.

The middle-aged man walked to Britney and looked down at her, because he said casually, "You're deriding us."

"No." Britney slightly shook her head.

"By asking the ordinary people to be seated with us, you're deriding us." The mayor spoke with a casual but breathtaking tone. "From the bottom of your heart, you believe that we're equal to them. What's that if not derision?"

"That's the fairness that we pursue." Britney stood up and grimaced. "It's the ideology of the Golden Sons."

"Men are born unequal." The mayor raised his voice, looking at Britney as if she were an alien. "We nobles are born superior, as is the will and approval of the gods. Why do you think you can change that?"

Britney knew that it was impossible to discuss fairness with someone who was born in an unequal world and who had been taking advantage of the inequality.

They would pretend that they didn't understand even if they did.

The reason was simple. Nobody would be willing to abandon their positions and interests.

So, Britney simply shook her head. "That's just your opinion, not ours. I stand by what I said. Either everybody enjoys our performance together, or we will leave in three days."

"There are no other options?" asked the mayor.

"No!"

The mayor nodded and stepped back.

At this point, the Mage next to him stood up. "Beautiful lady, it's true that the Golden Sons are very strong, but it has occurred to us that you seem to be under a lot of restrictions. For example, you can't kill people randomly without a justifiable reason, can you?"

Britney frowned in confusion. "So what? Doesn't it mean that we're different from you?"

"Being a good person comes with a great price." The Mage smiled and said, "I am Redding, chairman of the Magic Tower in Encart City, and a brother to Tobian, the current chairman in general of the Association of Mages."

Britney was still confused. "So what? You want the Association of Mages to censor our group or even kill us?"

"Why would we do anything so evil? Wouldn't that give you a reason to attack us?" Redding was rather grim and when he smiled, he seemed like a squinting viper. "But I can ask my brother, Chairman Tobian, to give an order, so that no Magic Towers or the organizations affiliated to those Magic Towers would offer any kind of help or service to the Mages among the Golden Sons."

Britney was immediately stunned.

Though the Association of Mages was not powerful, it was in charge of the teaching of magic skills and the trade of magic items.

If the Association of Mages really forbade its subordinates from offering help to the players, the Mages would definitely start crying, and other players would be greatly affected too.

For example, the trade of magic equipment concerned every player.

When they looted a piece of equipment that they couldn't use, they could only sell it via the Association of Mages. The players were too scattered throughout the country for them to directly make deals with each other.

In order to sell to other players, the buyers and the sellers must be close to each other, or it would be tricky to complete the transaction.

So, it was best to sell magic equipment to the Association of Mages.

Their offers were fair in general.

Besides, a lot of magic materials from the Association of Mages were needed by all spellcasters, including Mages, Warlocks, and Priests. Even the Bards had to buy items from the Association of Mages now and then.

Spellcasters were very important in every team and could decide the difficulty of many dungeon raids. If the spellcasters were short of magic materials, all the players would be affected.

If the Association of Mages really refused to serve the players anymore… probably all the other players would blame the performers.

They were only a minor performing group of several dozen people. The pressure was too huge for them.

Britney hesitated.

Redding chuckled and said, "We're not forcing you to do anything. All you need to do is perform for us first, and the civilians can watch you later. It's simple as that."

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Chapter 342 I"m Sure We Can Be Friends

Redding was obviously coercing Britney to perform for them using the interests of the community as a whole.Britney was rather angry. Things had always gone smoothly since she started playing the game. Even if there were obstacles, she had overcome them with her identity as a player.

She had never been caught in such a dilemma before.

If she didn't accept it, the players would blame her for their losses. Even if some of the players could understand her, not all of them would. They would likely admonish her the moment their interests were hurt.

But she was still unwilling to accept the demand. Why would she perform for a few nobles? She considered herself an artist, not a trouper.

It was frustrating enough that the artists had to bend over for money in reality. She didn't expect that she would experience the same in the game.

Seeing that Britney was hesitating, Redding smiled in satisfaction. "It's not entirely unacceptable to perform for us first, no? Besides, we can donate some money to you. It won't be much, but you should earn several dozen gold coins."

Several dozen gold coins were a lot. They were enough to found a small family.

All the nobles smiled. One or two gold coins wasn't a problem for them.

They would be happy if that was all it would take for the Vienna Opera Company to compromise.

The nobles weren't stupid. They had realized that the Vienna Opera Company was trying to demean the nobles by treating them the same as the bumpkins.

It was not just about the performance per se anymore, but about their dignity. It was even safe to say that, if the nobles were to give in on this matter, their nobility would be more or less affected, and certain civilians might have thoughts that they shouldn't have and be less obedient.

So… they had to fight for it.

"I can donate three gold coins."

"I don't have much money, but I have one."

The nobles chuckled and shouted.

The mayor smiled too. "As the local host, I will donate ten gold coins."

After he said that, the nobles behind him immediately hooted.

"Our mayor is truly generous!"

"Beautiful lady, are you still not thanking the mayor?"

Britney looked rather awful.

She was of a mind to beat them up, but though they were disgusting, they hadn't done anything that deserved physical punishment yet.

At this point, whoever attacked first would be unjustified.

The dozens of people from the Vienna Opera Company all stood up and gathered behind Britney, ready to beat the nobles up at her command.

Those nobles could be crushed easily by them, but Britney knew that the problem couldn't be resolved through violence.

Seeing that Britney was still not giving an answer, Redding sighed and said, "My lady, make a decision now, or I'll have to make one for you."

Britney was even more at a loss.

At this point, Roland, who had been sitting the whole time, stood up.

He passed Britney, attracting everybody's attention.

After all, Roland was wearing a magic robe, and whoever dared to stand out at this point must know what he was doing.

"Chairman Redding from Encart City?" Roland smiled at him. "Hello. I was going to visit you."

"You are…?"

Redding observed Roland. This Mage must be capable since he was not timid when so many big shots were staring at him.

At least, he was very calm, and the magic waves he released were balanced, indicating great talent.

If possible… it would be great if he could be hired as an assistant in Redding's Magic Tower after being taught a lesson. Since the Golden Sons could be resurrected, he would take over the dangerous magic experiments.

"I'm Roland, chairman of the Magic Tower in Delpon. I'm on an instructional trip with a few apprentices, and I was going to communicate with you on magic. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Roland spoke peacefully with a gentle smile and a missing right arm, but for some reason, all the nobles felt that he had a sharp edge.

"Roland? Chairman?" Redding was stunned. "Did you build this opera house with the magic apprentices in only a day?"

Roland nodded. "Yes. My apprentices are untalented and exhausted from the journey, so it took them almost a day to build this, when they should've completed it within half a day."

Hearing that, everybody from the Vienna Opera Company held back their laughter, amused when Roland pretended to be modest while he actually complimented his apprentices.

Redding nodded casually. "It's indeed not bad."

Despite his calmness on the surface, a tsunami was surging in Redding's heart.

It was unbelievable enough that such a high-quality open-air opera house could be built in one day, but the guy said that the time cost could've been shortened to half a day.

He was quite pissed by the blatant bragging. He had thought that the young man was a promising cub and intended to recruit him. Little did he expect that the young man was actually a wyvern in a cub's skin.

There was nothing that Redding could do except to pretend that nothing happened.

"Speaking of which, we can totally be friends." Roland smiled and continued, "I'm very close to Chairman Tobian, who offered me many spell models for free. He's a great chairman."

Redding was surprised. This young man knew his brother? Then he realized something. "You're Roland? The guy who created the derivatives of Hand of Magic?"

"That's me." Roland smiled modestly. "I didn't know that Chairman Redding knew my name too."

Taking a deep breath, Redding, who had been expressionless, smiled for the first time and said, "Chairman Roland, I'll be waiting for you in my Magic Tower. I'm sure we can be friends."

After that, Redding shrugged at the mayor apologetically, before he stepped away in a hurry.

The nobles all exclaimed. They didn't anticipate that Redding, who had a powerful supporter, would chicken out. Who was that Golden Son Mage?

The vague smile on the mayor's face faded. He looked even more awful than before.

He looked at Roland, not exactly unkind but definitely not friendly.

Roland smiled shyly and stared back at him.

About a dozen seconds later, the mayor looked at Britney and said angrily, "Okay, you're good. But we will never watch a performance together with civilians. So… off you go. There's no need to wait three days."

The mayor turned around and left with the pissed nobles.

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Chapter 343 I Have a Long… Pillar

Watching the nobles leave in frustration, the players of the Vienna Opera Company smiled triumphantly, but before long, they all sighed in disappointment.

They were here to perform. Since Roland had built such a great open-air opera house for them, they had intended to give a great performance, but now this incident had occurred.

Looking at her crew, Britney sighed and said, "Let's pack up and move on to the next city. If they're unwilling to rejoice with the people, so be it."

Britney had a high prestige in the group, and other people had no objection to her decision. They simply put their items in the system Backpack.

The advantage of players was that they could carry almost everything with them without worrying about packing.

Looking at Britney, Roland said, "Then we'll go back to the city."

"Sorry. I thought that you could appreciate the performance too. You even helped us build an open-air opera house. This is not what I expected." Britney seemed embarrassed.

"That's fine." Roland waved his hand.

"Right. Won't you tear this thing down?" Britney stomped on the stone floor and said, "After we're gone, this place will only be confiscated by the nobles, and the civilians won't have access to the opera house at all."

Roland thought for a moment and said, "Fair enough. I'll tear it down after you're gone."

Britney smiled and took a deep breath, before she left to appease and organize her teammates.

With Andonara and Vivian, Roland left the open-air opera house and waited under the shade not far away.

The sunlight leaked in from the gaps among the leaves, leaving spots of light flashing on them.

Roland suddenly had an idea.

Very soon, Britney returned with the group and said to Roland, "We're leaving now. Thank you again, and let's meet again in reality if we have a chance."

"Let's talk about that later." Scratching his chin and staring at the opera house, Roland was deep in thought. "I just had an immature idea."

Britney looked at him in surprise.

"Are you scared of heights?"

"Not in this game, I think."

"What do you say if I create a pillar of a stage a hundred meters tall?"

"If it's too high, none of the audience down below can see or hear us, can they?"

Roland thought for a moment and said, "There's nothing I can do about visuals, but I know a spell that can amplify your voices throughout the city."

After a brief shock, Britney asked in excitement with glittering eyes. "You can really do that?"

"I can try."

"Thank you for your trouble." Britney took a deep breath and said, "We'll pay you this time. We can't ask for your favor without giving you anything in return all the time. We don't have much money, but we can gather several dozen gold coins. I hope they're not too few."

"Let's talk about money later." Roland looked around and said, "Keep your friends away."

"Okay, no problem."

Britney immediately ran back to her crew and informed them of Roland's decision. Soon, everybody got excited.

Then, they waited thirty meters away from the opera house.

Roland, on the other hand, took the Mind-Calming Necklace out of the system Backpack and put it on.

At this point, the Mind-Calming Necklace had been fully charged and was emitting blue light.

Roland checked his mana regeneration on the system menu. Gritting his teeth, he held back his embarrassment and took out the whole set of mana regeneration equipment. Then, he left for the woods, before he returned in a blue halo.

The intense light of magic was flashing obviously even though it was daytime. He was like a light bulb.

Andonara and Vivian both looked at Roland with glittering eyes.

For them, Roland's equipment represented his superiority and his magnificence!

But almost everybody in the Vienna Opera Company was amused. Even Britney had covered her mouth.

The players and the NPCs had vastly different aesthetics.

In the eyes of the players, Roland was now a shiny enormous LED light. His outfit couldn't have been tackier.

But knowing that Roland only dressed like this to help them, they all held themselves back, and nobody really laughed.

One of the players in the group reacted fast enough, opening the stream system and establishing a channel.

Sexy and Shiny Roland Is Here.

Roland's name was very popular on the forum. Very soon, a bunch of players had flooded in.

After putting on the equipment, Roland looked at the beautiful opera house and activated his mental power.

Stone to Mud!

A corner of the opera house was softened, like wax under fire. The enormous rocks were turned into mud at great speed, before they slushed down.

The performers in the Vienna Opera Company and the players in the stream channel watched the enormous opera house collapse into a yellow swamp after only one minute in shock.

After it was done, Roland checked his mana, only to see that he had used merely one-third of it. It should be enough.

Then, he unleashed his mental power again, and the mud in the swamp began to swirl and compress, before it gathered into a gigantic pillar that spiraled upward slowly.

It seemed slow at a distance, but the pillar of mud was actually growing very fast, by at least one meter per second.

As the pillar grew taller and taller, the air around Roland was weirdly twisted as if it was being scorched by intense heat.

About half a minute later, the pillar was thirty meters tall, and Roland almost ran out of mana. At this point, the Mind-Calming Necklace kicked in.

Many blue spots of light emerged around his body and slowly submerged in him.

The scene was so beautiful that everybody was amazed.

In the stream channel, there were nothing but "wow" comments.

The round pillar kept rising, and when it was a hundred meters tall, the light spots around Roland were finally gone.

The energy of the Mind-Calming Necklace had been used up too.

At this point, Roland's forehead was covered in drops of sweat the size of beans.

He then snapped his finger, and the yellow mud soon hardened into a real pillar that rose to the sky.

Andonara looked at the pillar with great excitement.

Apartment from exclamations, many players commented in the stream channel, "Is he creating the Tower of Babel?"

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Chapter 344 Outrageous

A round pillar a hundred meters tall wasn't exactly impressive in reality, but in this world, it could be considered a gigantic building.The city wall was only thirty meters tall, so when the pillar was erected, many people in the city noticed it. Their exclamations drew the attention of others, and after several minutes, everybody had seen the pillar that appeared out of nowhere.

Surprise and uneasiness were proliferating.

Nobody knew what it was for. What if it was a tower for archers?

Similar thoughts were popping up in the minds of many people.

A few minutes earlier, the mayor of Encart was talking to Redding on their way.

"Why did you back off now just?" the mayor asked in confusion. "Is the young man named Roland good?"

Redding nodded and said, "Not good, but very good. As far as I know, the deaths of at least two mayors are related to him. Besides… my brother told me that he stole the queen, but the king did not hunt him down."

"Wait!"

The mayor came to a sudden halt and looked at Redding. "Is he the Roland?"

"I think so." Redding smiled and said, "I really can't be tough against someone who is undying and unrestrained."

The mayor was deep in thought. "I found the beautiful lady next to him very similar to the queen. I didn't realize that she was the queen."

Encart was a remote city close to the border, so it was not always up-to-date regarding the latest intelligence.

Recalling the queen in his memories, the mayor shook his head. "If I had known that he was Roland, I wouldn't have shown up before him."

"I didn't know that you could be scared too."

"If he has killed two mayors, he can kill a third." The mayor scoffed. "I'm not an idiot."

They moved on to the mayor's house.

Following him, Redding pondered for a moment and asked, "What about the city gate?"

"Keep it closed for now."

"Are you not scared that Roland will blow it up?"

"No." The mayor smiled and said, "Though we don't have the latest intelligence in Encart City, I know what I should know. The Golden Sons abide by a strange rule of self-defense. They will not kill anyone randomly unless they notice your wrongdoing."

Redding nodded. "I've heard about that rumor too, but I don't know if I can trust it…"

Redding suddenly stopped and looked west of the city wall with an awful expression.

"What's wrong?" asked the mayor.

"Intense magic waves." Cold sweat emerged on Redding's forehead. "Is Roland really crazy enough to blow up the city gate?"

The mayor was infuriated. "How dare he… I haven't done anything to him yet. How can he…"

Ordinary people couldn't sense the waves of magic elements, but Mages could.

In Redding's senses, a tsunami of magic power was coming from outside the city, with overwhelming tides that reached as high as the sky.

"I think we can…"

Redding was going to say that they could run first, because such immense magic waves were too much for him to resist.

If Roland were all by himself, it wouldn't be very terrible.

Mages had many weaknesses. For example, they would be greatly weakened when they were out of magic power.

But the problem was that dozens more Golden Sons were outside of the city, and all of them were professionals.

If they joined forces, the soldiers of this city couldn't resist them at all.

But a second later, he swallowed "flee" into his stomach, because he saw a gigantic pillar of mud rising beyond the city wall.

The mayor saw it too. After a shock, he asked in confusion, "What are they doing?"

Redding didn't answer, because he was unsure too, but there was no need to run since it was not an offensive spell.

When the pillar of mud rose to a hundred meters, it quickly consolidated into rock.

"Are they…" The mayor had a guess. "Are they building a high stage?"

Redding sweated even harder. Even his face was pale.

The mayor looked back at him and asked in confusion, "Why are you so scared? It isn't an offensive spell, is it?"

"No. I just don't feel very comfortable." Redding tried to smile.

As a Mage, Redding knew how dreadful the overwhelming magic waves were, and even more unbelievably, these magic waves lasted two minutes.

Whoever caused such dreadful magic waves definitely had a huge capacity of magic power.

Not just the Masters, even Legends could barely have so much magic power.

Was it possible that Roland was as strong as a Legend?

Redding wiped his forehead.

The mayor ignored Redding and returned to his house.

Redding stood there for a while, before he left for his Magic Tower.

The mayor walked to the roof of his house and looked at the rock pillar far away.

Soon enough, he saw helical stairs being generated at the surface of the pillar, stretching upward.

After a while, many human beings were climbing those stairs.

"It's indeed a high stage." The mayor bashed the fence on the roof and yelled, "Those bloody Golden Sons do have sordid tricks. They're determined to degrade us to the civilians' level."

The mayor's eyes were bloodshot.

Many nobles in the city had similar thoughts.

They were staring at the pillar outside of the city maliciously.

They had all understood the Golden Sons' plan, and they felt that someone was remotely slapping their faces again and again.

The nobles were superior. They must differ from civilians in terms of food, clothes, accommodations, transportation, and sources of knowledge.

The nobles were born with privileges. It was a concept that they had been inculcating in the civilians for hundreds of years. This concept allowed them to enjoy the service of the civilians and exploit them matter-of-factly.

Now, those Golden Sons were asking them to have fun together with the people. That was really unacceptable.

They were nobles! How could they appreciate music and plays with those filthy, humble untouchables?

Had it not been for the previous conflict, or if the performers were only performing in the square in the city, they wouldn't mind clearing the ground for them, because they could appreciate the show from their carriages. There wouldn't be any real contradictions between the two parties.

But now… after their mayor closed the city, those Golden Sons still believed that the nobles and the civilians should be equal before them.

They had even torn off the wreath of privilege above the nobles' head and thrown it into the mud.

That was really outrageous… Did they really think that nobles were all meek?

The mayor gritted his teeth and was about to command a troop to charge at the Golden Sons.

But rationality got the better of him, although his face had been twisted by fury.

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