Roland was watching the Magic Ship at this time.

The miscellaneous, along with a few magic apprentices, who were responsible for driving and maintaining the boats, followed behind Roland in fear.

Andonara, on the other hand, took Roland's arm and happily pointed to the oblique hole that ran through the entire ship: "At that time, I wanted to knock this thing down, but when I threw it, a hole came out...... I thought I could blow it up. ”

"The next time you throw a large object or building with a gun, flatten the gun head and draw a cross groove on it to increase the speed of rotation after the gun is thrown, which can greatly improve the tearing ability, and the ability to destroy large objects will skyrocket."

Andonara's eyes lit up: "Roland, you know so much. ”

"It's just common sense." Roland waved his hand: "Why don't I help you study the battle system of the Great Swordsman and the Brave in the future." ”

Andonara nodded repeatedly, happy.

Generally speaking, although the warriors are discriminated against by the casters, they know this, but when it comes to combat ability, they will say: the caster knows how to fight head-on, they only know how to cast magic from a distance, they don't have the courage, they don't know what power is.

It's a kind of affirmation and protection of self-occupation.

Subconsciously think that others don't understand what they are good at, in order to guarantee their authority in this area.

But Andonara is different.

She knew that Roland was very knowledgeable, although because of the plane, he didn't know much about the common sense of this world.

But that kind of scholar's temperament, as well as that kind of way of thinking that only scholars have, she can still understand it.

After all, there are many scholars in the palace, and she has also been in contact with these people, and knows some of the external manifestations of this kind of person.

And Roland, on the other hand, has more scholarly temperament than all the scholars she has come into contact with.

And he spends almost all of his time studying magic and reading books about this world.

Now he knows more and more about the world.

Even many palace scholars are inferior to him in terms of common sense.

What made Andonara's heart break even more was the speed at which Roland was progressing in magic.

Ever since she became a legendary Great Swordsman, she has seen everyone to be a traitor.

It's not that she's proud, it's true.

Except for the two angels descended from the gods, or the World Tree, there really was no one in this world who could pose much of a threat to her.

If she had to find someone who could 'scare' her, it would be Roland.

As a vine-type woman, she identified with him now.

Another reason was that she saw Roland's terrifying rate of progress.

When she became a legend, she felt that he was weak.

But now he can give her a feeling of being a strong man.

If this continues, within five years, she thinks that Roland will definitely be able to catch up with her.

And Roland's ability to grow so fast has nothing to do with his scholarly consciousness.

Research, think, study, think, experiment, search for the truth of magic,

In the actual impression of many people, earnestness and hard work are just nouns, and there is no actual impression.

But as a pillow person, Andonara knows how hard Roland works.

It doesn't seem strange that the son of gold doesn't have to sleep, and he doesn't have to rest.

But he had little interest in banquets and socializing.

Almost all of the time is devoted to studying magic and studying.

Because he was too worried about Roland's physical and mental health, Andonara, who had always been shy, became 'bold', and took the initiative to find opportunities to pull him from time to time, which was really heartbreaking.

So in Andonara's eyes, his man is very smart and knowledgeable, and he can do everything that others can't imagine if he wants to.

She herself is the best witness.

Witness a weak son of gold grow strong at breakneck speed.

Witness his rise from obscurity to fame among the nobility of Hollevin.

All of this made her think that there was nothing that her man couldn't do.

What's more, it's just to help you improve your combat skills.

After Roland inspected the entire flying boat, he was a little excited.

He'd been on it a few times before, and it was essentially a luxury yacht in the sky.

Men want something like luxury cars and yachts, and Roland is no exception.

Moreover, this flying boat contains a very advanced concept of magic, as long as it is thoroughly understood, Roland can be sure that his magic level can be further improved, and maybe some techniques may be used in the construction of floating boats.

He then gathered the ship's handymen and magic apprentices.

"You are all captives now, and I have the right to dispose of you, both according to the rules of the French kingdom and the rules of our Holeven."

Hearing this, the nearly 100 people in front of them all looked very confused and scared.

They were just ordinary people, and those magic apprentices were just ordinary civilians.

If you were a magic apprentice from a noble background, you wouldn't be put on this flying ship as a coolie.

"Now I give you two choices, one is to stay on this ship on duty, as long as you work for a year, I will send you home by flying boat, of course, you can also stay and continue to work."

More than 100 people remarked, like a vegetable market.

Roland waited for their voices to subside before continuing: "The other option is for you to leave by yourself, of course, I will give each of you a silver coin as the cost of the journey. ”

Now, the discussion is louder.

A bold apprentice raised his hand and said, "Your Excellency, one silver coin is not enough to bring us back to the Space Magic Tower from here. ”

"That's your business." Roland waved his hand: "I forgive your lives and give you back the travel expenses, it is already very merciful, how to go back next, that is something you have to think about yourself." ”

At this point, Roland felt that he had done his duty.

Among the more than 100 people, the vast majority of them felt that what Roland said was very reasonable.

If they themselves are the victors, it is strange that they do not squeeze the value of their captives to the point of dried vegetables.

After some time of thinking, these people all agreed to the first plan.

They are willing to continue working on the flyboat.

Roland nodded and smiled with satisfaction: "You won't regret this decision, I also have a magic tower under my name, although it is still far from the magic towers of the major holy lands, but I believe that it will grow to that point in less than ten years." ”

Except for Andonara, whose face was full of adoration, no one believed Roland's words.

On the other side, nearly 5,000 players gathered in the newly built station.

Now there are fewer and fewer players coming over.

At least 30,000 or more players crossed the sea either in human-powered planes or in wooden galleons.

But only the 5,000-odd people arrived safely.

Here, the square, ten-meter-high rock walls block the eyes of most prying eyes.

In the past few days, players of the scout profession have entered Tebel City and found out the bottom of the city.

They also assisted Maromatha in transferring a large number of cat people to the station.

And at least half of the players are here, starting to indulge in petting cats.

Maro Martha, as the most beautiful and elegant black cat in the cat people, was watched by more than ten times as many people.

She wasn't used to it at first, but now she could completely ignore the enchanted face of the Golden Son next to her.

She wandered around the station every day, and one day she pointed to the more than 300 male players in the corner of the station, and her expression was quite curious: "I found that you seem to be squeezing them out, and you seem to be afraid of them, what is going on?" ”

There is also discrimination among the cat people.

But this group of people is not like being discriminated against, but more like they are not very gregarious, and then they are feared.

Seeing that the man was eating the mushy curry, the face of the female psychology player who had been following the black cat turned green: "They are our secret weapon, the terrible kind, you don't have anything to do with them!" ”

Maro Martha's tail swept around, and the female player said it so mysteriously, she was even more curious, looking at the more than three hundred people, her eyes were shining.

In the central room of the station, six players gathered around a stone table for a meeting.

They are all guildmasters.

"The transfer of the cat people has been completed, and the remaining cat people are unwilling to leave, they themselves are die-hard loyalists of the Space Magic Tower, and the news that we are going to attack the Space Magic Tower was also spread by these cat people before."

"It's normal, there are good guys and bad guys in every race. Although cat people are cute, they are not exempt from vulgarity. ”

"Half a day ago, we have already submitted a war report to the Space Magic Tower, and we have also called out to the people of Tebel City, telling the civilians to leave early so as not to be affected."

"The result?"

"The civilians laughed at our callers for being idiots, and then they threw some camel dung back. There was a guy who was muddled. ”

The other five guild leaders had expressions of emotion.

One of them sighed, "So this is the fruit of sleepiness." ”

"In that case, in two hours, let's attack according to the predetermined plan. Three hundred maggots, you're in charge, Andrew. ”

The player named Andrew stood up and nodded, his expression quite serious: "Don't worry, we Flying Guild will not let you down." ”

Then he strode out of the room.

When he came to a corner of the station, three hundred players with a different temperament saw him and all stood up.

A white light shone brightly, and a white maggot with a body length of at least two meters appeared around them.

Then, under their command, the fleshy white maggots were divided into three rows, each row of a hundred maggots, and they all raised their heads in unison.

it, it's time to begin.

Players who saw this scene retreated in unison, while almost all of them put masks on themselves or put scarves around them.

Catwoman Maro Marosa was strange, she looked left and right, not understanding why these people were suddenly wearing masks.

"Here's one for you." Female gamers lend a hand.

Maromatha shook her head: "I don't like to cover my face, it's very uncomfortable. ”

"Really? You'll regret it. ”

Maro Martha was stubborn: "Don't! ”

The female player smiled playfully, "Okay. Whatever you want! ”

At this time, Andrew took out a white military cap from the system backpack, and the cockade was a bald eagle.

Then he straightened up and stood straight, like a great officer.

"What is he doing here?"

"Life needs a sense of ritual." Andrew muttered, and then he propped himself up in his white military cap.

Then, with a hideous face, he roared.

"400 field artillery battalion with a firing angle of 83 with yellow ammunition loaded ......"

Then he swiped down with his right hand.

Heart-rending yelling.

“Fire!”