Then another day passed, and the cornucopia Chamber of Commerce was robbed and fermented in the forum.

Charles is a well-known man on the forum, after all, the cornucopia chamber of commerce has a large plate and has recently dominated the entire materials market. It can be said that it is the more successful guild in the minds of most players.

Therefore, many players were a little indignant at the attack on the Cornucopia Chamber of Commerce at first, but after two days, some intelligence came back, and they were surprised to find out...... No player was tasked with helping the Cornucopia Guild.

This doesn't make sense.

It stands to reason that the other party has snatched so many magic materials from the cornucopia, and it should be able to trigger the help task, but so far, no one has said that they have received the task about the cornucopia.

This incident immediately made the players on the forum think that there might be another reason for the incident.

Roland also saw the discussion on the forum, but he ignored it.

It's probably Antis' ghost.

Indeed, privateer warrants are for foreign hostile businessmen, not for domestic chambers of commerce.

But here's the problem...... No one seems to regard the Son of Gold as a person of his own country.

Even the Cult of the God of Life did not regard the Son of Gold who had been resurrected from his temple as his own.

Those players who are divided into recruits are just 'hired' in the eyes of their employers, and they have never seen their own people.

So the privateer warrant works for the cornucopia chamber of commerce, and it's normal.

What's more...... The cornucopia's malicious monopoly of magic materials has aroused the disgust of many forces, but the strength of the cornucopia is very weak.

The average level of a group of players is only LV2, which is the performance of the last two years of service, so you can imagine how much they don't like leveling.

How much I like to make money.

Such a weak force, but with so much money, it's strange if I don't rob you.

I didn't rob it before, because I was afraid that the sons of gold would retaliate, but now that many sons of gold have joined the nobles and the royal family, they take the lead in robbing, and of course others have to follow.

Anyway, there is something on their side, the son of gold on top.

Here, Roland took the parchment of the 'oil-making technique' and teleported to the royal city again.

Then he met Antis, who was routinely 'checking' at the city gate.

He hooked his hand at Roland and led Roland to the small black room inside the city gate.

"Your method works very well." Antis didn't talk nonsense either, and smiled directly: "With the privateer certificate, those golden sons who fell to us did dare to shoot at some golden sons who were very arrogant, you seem to have a potential rule?" Guiding you in your actions? ”

What are the rules of the system...... It's normal.

Roland nodded slightly, and then he asked rhetorically, "What do you think of the sons of gold who have fallen to you?" ”

"Pretty easy to use." Antis laughed rather happily: "As long as we delineate a task, or a more detailed area of responsibility, they will do a good job, quite well." I even think that you people are too attached to the word 'order'. ”

Roland raised his eyebrows: "Let's give me an example." ”

"The royal city is very large, and we have a lot of sheriffs, and different people are in charge of different areas." Antis narrowed his eyes, as if he was smiling at the fox: "One of the sheriffs is the son of gold, and in less than four months in office, he trained his men quite elite, and then made the security of his area quite good. Even walking down the alley late at night, it's quite safe. even cracked an old strange case. If I had gone there, I would never have been able to do it at his level. ”

"It seems pretty ordinary." Roland shook his head.

In Delbon, both Link was a sheriff and Vincent was a sheriff.

"You may be used to it, you may be used to it, so you think it's normal." Antis snorted, "But in our opinion, it's almost a miracle. ”

All right...... The worldview is different, so the ideas are also different.

Antis continued: "Why don't you come to our royal family as a royal magician. ”

Roland was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "Can the king bear me?" ”

"What's so strange that the queen has been with you for so long, and he hasn't wanted you." Antis thought for a while and said: "It's better to say, if you come to the royal family and the queen comes back, then the royal family will have face, and the queen will not be forced to do things she doesn't like, and then you can still be powerful, isn't it great?" It's called ...... Win-win, your favorite word for the children of gold. ”

"Forget it." Roland shook his head: "You really want to pull me into the royal family." ”

"Real talent is in demand wherever it is."

Antis sighed, thought for a while, and said, "Apart from the privateer's warrant, what else do you have that allows us to deal with the Children of Gold?" ”

Roland gave him a blank look: "Do you think I can still talk nonsense?" ”

"Tsk, it's not enough of a friend." Antis muttered, "Will you come to my place to drink after you finish your work?" ”

"It depends." Roland spoke casually, turned and left the small black room.

Entering the royal city, Roland soon came to the gate of the Cult of Magic.

The goddess of magic also has a temple, but there are too few people who believe in her...... After all, magicians are a scarce profession, and many magicians have the arrogant mentality of 'I may be able to become a god', which leads to a relatively small number of believers in the goddess of magic.

Therefore, the temples of the Magic God Cult are generally only located in the kings of various countries, and it is enough to symbolically mean it.

The door of the temple was always open, and Roland walked in to find a sacrificial table under the huge statue of the goddess of magic, and behind the stage sat an elderly magician, who was reading a book carefully.

It seemed that he heard the sound of Roland walking, and it was also possible that his spiritual power sensed that someone was coming in, and the old magician turned a page of the book, without raising his head, and said slowly: "Is there something wrong?" Young man, if you are just here to pray, go to the prayer room on the right by yourself, and if you are here to borrow money, please shine your spiritual power, and I will confirm your talent and see how much you are worth! ”

Magicians are a very expensive profession, and if you don't have the specialty of 'casting spells and materials', you need materials to practice a lot of magic.

That's a lot of money.

And it's also expensive to buy a spell model.

The Cult of Magic, on the other hand, will provide loan services, check the borrower's qualifications, and then provide matching money, sign a contract, and then let the borrower repay it slowly.

The interest rate on the loan is not high, about 10 percent for five years, which is quite a conscientious loan interest rate in this world.

Roland Hitomi went to the altar and said, "I'm here to sacrifice and authenticate new spells. ”

Well?

The old magician jerked his head up and looked at Roland in surprise.

In terms of the level of magic in the country of Hollevin, it is rare for a young magician to reach the master level, and in general, new magic is something that is only considered after the master level.

Besides, a lot of the so-called 'new magic' is a big hole in itself.

The spell model nodes are messed up and a lot of strange magic that is plausible and useless.

For example, the three-pronged fire technique, which consumes ten times the magic and halves the power, has an effective range of one meter, and it lasts for one minute, barely able to boil a pot of water.

It can instantly drain the mental power of an elite-level mage, and then release a giant rainbow bubble that locks the enemy in for about a second.

And so on, these magic are indeed new magic, but they are useless, and after the goddess of magic takes them away, there will be no 'feedback' at all.

The old magician looked at Roland's age and thought that the latter might also be the type of 'joining in the fun', so he pointed to the altar and said, "Just put the blueprints of the spell model here, and then surround the name of the goddess of magic, Lady Mithra, ten times." ”

After speaking, the old magician looked down at his book again.

Roland placed the blueprint on the altar and recited the name of the goddess of magic ten times.

After he finished reading his name, the scroll on the altar turned into white scattered dots of light and disappeared into thin air.

Roland waited for a while, saw that there was no feedback, and sighed slightly.

Either this oil spell has been similar for a long time, or Mithra doesn't think it's worth her reward.

The old magician heard Roland's sigh, and was not surprised, but smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and praised his foresight in his heart.

Roland turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, at the back of the temple, a huge statue of the goddess suddenly emitted a pale cyan light, and a strange enchantment enveloped the entire church.

The indistinct statue of the goddess seemed to come to life, and her eyes looked at Roland.

The spiritual power that was so great that it made people's hearts tremble descended on the sky above this temple.

The old magician had fallen to his knees, his eyes frenzied and his body trembling.

Roland looked up into the eyes of the Statue of Magic.

"Very interesting magic." A somewhat heavy, but rather gentle female voice resounded in the temple: "Young man, what do you think of improving the 'greasy technique' to this appearance?" ”

The voice of the goddess is beautiful!

Roland suddenly remembered what Shuk had said before, and the voice of the Goddess of Light was very good.

Thinking of the last time the Goddess of Life pulled him to the Kingdom of the God of Life, her voice was also very good.

"I think that the magician apprentices in this world are too difficult to live and have a little talent, but the poor magic apprentices in the family, they have no means to make money in the early stage, and they can't learn magic without money, so they have to leave the path of magicians with hatred, I think it's too wasteful......"

Roland took a few minutes to speak his mind.

"I see." Mishra's voice seemed softer, "What's your name?" ”

"Roland."

"This spell, I will name it 'Roland Oil Magic', and with my divine power, spread it to all the temples for all magicians to learn."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief, he had improved the greasy technique for this purpose.

"Your idea is very good, keep up the good work, this is your reward."

Two green rays of light shot out from the eyes of the goddess statue and hit Roland's head directly.

It was so fast that Roland didn't even have time to react.

Thankfully, the two beams didn't do any damage, and lasted for two seconds before disappearing.

Disappeared along with Mithra's huge divine spiritual power.

Roland looked at his system interface at this time.

'You've been favored by the goddess of magic. ’

Divine Favor (Mithra): Increases your maximum health by 20 and your maximum mana by 80. And your breath of Goddess Mithra will have a certain impact on your interpersonal relationships and power relations.