The two magic spiders are no bigger than a ping pong ball, and they are also transparent, making them difficult to spot, even during the day.

They rummage around the river for valuable clues, avoid people when they come by, or hide in the grass or small holes, but no one can find them.

Finally, a spider found a sewer entrance not far from the river.

Covered in long weeds, barely visible of the hole, a magic spider stumbled upon the sand wall along the river.

This sewer is about one meter six high and about half a meter wide, and there is no sewage flowing out of it, so it is more of a secret passage than a sewer.

A magic spider waited, and another rushed over at once.

After converging, the two spiders simultaneously clinged to the rock wall and began to explore the interior of the sewers.

Roland sat in the tavern, reading the dark but mysterious images of the magic spider from time to time, and he finally had the feeling that he was 'playing' a game.

It's like a novice wasteland.

Roland thought that he could find at least something in this sewer, but to his surprise, the two magic spiders had explored the entire sewer and found nothing strange.

Did you guess wrong?

Roland thought it was unlikely.

It allows the Magic Spider to search the area again, inch by inch, tirelessly searching.

Hard work pays off. Finally, a spider finally found something valuable.

A blonde hair, very long hair, looks like it is feminine.

In the deepest part of the sewer there.

"There should be a secret door around here."

Roland asked the two spiders to search back and forth where the hair had been found, but hours passed, and they still did not find the slightest bit of peculiarity.

I haven't found the evening until now, but nothing else has been found.

Roland gave the two magic spiders the order to continue the search, while he himself got up and walked to West Street.

After all, there is a little girl he needs to take care of.

It's just that when Roland was about to return to Mijer's grandmother's house, he was suddenly stunned, and his face became serious.

He began to run at full speed, almost as fast as a sprinter on Earth, but he still thought it was too slow, and finally began to use teleportation continuously, and the pedestrians on the street who were about to go home saw a series of flashing points and exclaimed in fright.

Teleporting is indeed much faster than running.

When Roland quickly returned to Migel's grandmother's house, he saw several black-robed people blocking the door, and another black-robed man tried to jump onto the balcony on the second floor, only to be 'topped' down from above by a blue spell puppet.

Seeing this, Roland didn't say a word, teleported over, and directly fired a 360-degree ice knife technique!

Because there was no chanting time and no charging, the scope of this Ice Knife Technique was not large.

Of the six black-robed men, three jumped up, mostly because they had the practical expertise of the agile department of 'intuitive reflexes'.

Three of them were cut off first, and even the bones of the feet were cut out, and the pain was unbearable.

And before the wound spurted blood, the ice layer brought by the ice knife technique directly froze their feet naked.

The blood is blocked directly in the body.

The three black-robed men all screamed, but these three were ruthless enough, and they took out a lot of throwing weapons directly from under the robes with both hands, and threw them at Roland at the same time.

And the three black-robed men who jumped into the air did the same thing, each throwing at least five flying knives at Roland.

In an instant, at least thirty or more throwing weapons were smashed towards Roland first.

Under normal circumstances, at such a distance, if there is no spell such as a magic enchantment, or force field magic such as an anti-ranged arrow shield, the mage is most likely dead.

And Roland has not been a magician for too long now, and these defensive magic have not been studied at all.

But a blue magic golem appeared in front of him.

All the throwing weapons were blocked by the light shield held by the spell puppet, and then bounced aside.

"Stop, we have no intention of making enemies of you."

A black-robed man landed on the ice and shouted at Roland.

Roland naturally didn't believe it, if there was no killing intent, six people would throw so many long-range attack weapons at the same time with such tacit understanding?

When I'm a fool?

Roland snorted and stretched out his hand to the middle of the trio who had narrowly escaped the ice blade.

When the black-robed man saw Roland pointing at him, fear flashed in his gray-brown eyes, and he subconsciously flashed to the side.

He already knew that Roland could use powerful magic in an instant.

Normal magicians, in battle, because of tension, interference, etc., it is not bad to chant and cast spells without mistakes.

And the magician in front of him is completely different from the others.

Just the ice ring technique that can cut people's hamstrings is enough to make people amazing, even frightened.

All melee professions don't have much confidence when they encounter such an instantaneous ice ring technique.

And just now this person also sent out a strange puppet with a magic shield.

Summoner?

Not quite like ...... And now, the other party pointed his right hand at himself again.

Escape...... The black-robed man had just had this thought, but as soon as his head was clouded, endless sleepiness immediately came up, his eyes immediately narrowed into a slit, his whole body was weak, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Seeing the ground 'attacking' at him at an extremely fast speed, the black-robed man used the last of his lucid consciousness to control his right hand to block his face.

Then he slammed the whole bang and slapped it directly on the ground.

Fortunately, there was a hand to cover his face, otherwise he would have been disfigured.

Sleep!

This thing doesn't work very well on people, Roland just tried it, but he didn't expect it to be a success.

After 'sleeping' one person, Roland only put his hand on the other two black-robed people who were not controlled by the Ice Ring Technique.

The other two also wanted to run, the one on the right was directly asleep by Roland in the fast run, this person fell asleep in the sprint, slapped directly on the ground at a very fast speed, and then rubbed five meters forward on the floor before stopping.

There was a faint blood mark under his body, probably because his face was broken and disfigured.

The other didn't even have a slumber spell, but he was pinned to the ground by a huge blue mage.

In less than six seconds, Roland had all six black-robed people under control.

The three black-robed men who were frozen in place took out their throwing weapons again, and they wanted to struggle.

But Roland hid behind the light shield guarding the puppet, and his right hand condensed a large blue fireball with a radius of about half a meter, and then smiled and looked at the other party.

Seeing this, the three obediently threw down their weapons. They could feel that the big fireball could directly lift their ashes.

Roland has always disliked the magic of lethargy, because the effect is not very good.

When he was at LV2, he experimented with the children in Red Earth Town, and the success rate was less than 30%.

But I didn't expect that the effect against these assassins would be so good now.

actually fell asleep two people in a row.

It seems that the Assassins' mental magic resistance is indeed very low, and of course, this has a lot to do with his level increase.

Then he looked at the three black-robed people who were frozen in place, although they were smiling, their tone was quite cold: "You Assassin Guild people, don't you even want to let go of a child?" ”

"We are not members of the Assassins' Guild."