It's a slum where the poor are in rags everywhere, and the roads are muddy and dirty. And Roland and Beta, one wearing a magic robe, the other wearing a noble costume, both have fine skin and tender meat, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't match the style of painting here, so the two of them are secretly watched by others, but when the two of them look away, the poor people who peek at them will pretend that nothing has happened, and continue with their things and work.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Roland stood up: "I'll go to the Magic Association to report, you can protect that girl for a few more days, if no one comes to trouble her in a few days, it's best to find a way to let their family move to another city to keep them safe." ”

Beta looked at the burning clouds in the sky and said with some embarrassment, "I'm afraid they won't listen to me." ”

"If you don't listen, forget it." Roland said lightly: "It is impossible for us to protect them for a lifetime. They don't want to go, and if something happens, it's their own choice. At most, we'll find a way to get revenge on them afterwards. ”

Beta looked at him with some surprise: "Brother Roland's words sound a little indifferent. ”

Roland smiled: "This is a very normal three views. We can't give all our kindness and enthusiasm to strangers, and if we have to do our best for strangers, then how far do we have to go to make the difference between the two for those close to us? ”

When Beta heard this, he thought for a moment and said, "Then I will guard them for two more days, and after two days I will persuade them to leave." If they don't leave, I will leave myself. ”

Seeing that Beta had listened to him, Roland turned and left.

About twenty minutes later, he came to the front of the Magic Tower Square.

The milky white magic tower looks majestic and magnificent in the sunset, and has a mysterious atmosphere that makes it impossible to take your eyes off it.

Roland walked towards the door of the Magic Guild, and two guards stood in front of him again.

But this time, Roland took out the bronze coat of arms.

Looking at the flame pattern on the bronze coat of arms, the two guards immediately moved out of the way.

Dressed in magic robes, Roland walked through the gate and saw the inside of the magic tower, as bright as day.

Beneath the feet are blue-white slabs that are smooth and almost mirror-like, and you can clearly see the reflection of people.

At regular intervals near the white rough rock wall, a special spar that emits white light hangs.

In the hall, there is hardly anything.

Only in the center of the hall is a pale gray wooden staircase that rotates to connect to the second floor.

Roland walked up the stairs, and a man quickly descended from them.

He was a young man, estimated to be no more than twenty-three years old.

He has short black hair, brown eyes, a hooked nose, and very divine pupils, and wears a gray magic robe. When he saw Roland, he was stunned for a moment, then walked over with a slightly inquiring expression and asked, "May I ask ...... you are?"

He didn't see Roland as an intruder.

This is a magic tower, and most people's brains will only think of running to the magician's territory to make trouble.

And Roland is also wearing a magic robe, which is naturally the same kind.

So the attitude of young people is quite good.

Roland took out his bronze coat of arms again: "I'm here to join the association." ”

When the young man saw the coat of arms, and then listened to Roland's words, he immediately shouted excitedly: "You are the son of gold who is ready to join us?" ”

"You can call me Roland." Roland put away the coat of arms and asked with a smile, "May I ask your honorific name?" ”

"I'm Cross." The young man's expression was still very excited: "Your Excellency Roland, we have been waiting for you for a long time, please come with me." ”

He took the initiative to lead the way in front, and at the same time, his speed of speech began to become urgent: "Your Excellency Roland, you don't know how difficult it is for our Magic Association right now!" ”

"It's difficult...... Short of money? ”

Roland looked at the surrounding environment, whether it was a large number of peculiar crystals used as a light source, or a very high-end stone floor on the ground, it smelled of a big dog, and such an association would also be short of money?

"It's not about the money." Cross said as he walked, "It's our association that lacks instructors. The president has a lot of work to do all day long, after all, the magic tower has a lot of external work to deal with, and he doesn't have much time to stay in the association to teach us. Now we have more than a dozen apprentices, all of whom are self-taught, but magic is too difficult, and in a few years, we have hardly made much progress. ”

The two of them had already walked up the stairs by this time.

Roland was stunned after hearing this, and he said in a daze: "You mean, I'm here to teach you?" ”

"That's right." Cross said as a matter of course, "President Aldo has sent someone over to explain to us. We're all anxiously waiting for you to come. ”

Roland suddenly smiled bitterly: "But I'm just a novice magician, and I don't even have much basic common sense, how can I teach you." ”

Cross suddenly turned around at this time, and he said with a straight face: "Although I am still an apprentice of magic, I am not as powerful as Your Excellency. But I agree with Mr. Aldo's words. Magic doesn't need common sense! ”

What is the ...... There is some truth to that.

"Actually, I joined the association just to learn more." Roland felt that he should make it clear, lest these people have great expectations of the world and end up disappointed: "I really don't know much about magic. Even so, are you willing to let me learn something? ”

Although there are many things he doesn't understand in magic, Roland is also a little confident, after all, he has been practicing magic hard for a while now, and he doesn't dare to say how much knowledge and theory he understands, but at least he has a lot of experience in the control of magic elements and the mathematical modeling of magic.

If these people are willing to learn, he is willing to teach.

"Of course. You are too modest, Lord Roland. Cross's eyes lit up with anticipation: "Teacher Aldo said that you are an official mage, and you are still close to reaching the elite level. And we're just apprentices to magic, and you're many, much better than we are. ”

While the two were talking, they had already reached the second floor.

Unlike the empty first floor, the second floor has many rooms and doors, which makes the 'rotunda' on the second floor a little smaller. In the middle, of course, there is still a spiral staircase leading to the third floor.

"Wait a minute!"

After making a gesture, Cross immediately ran to a counter next to the stairs and rang a bell with a faint magical glow.

A crisp and nice tinkling sound sounded.

After a while, the same voice was faintly heard from the third and fourth floors.

Resonant metal?

As soon as Roland thought this, several doors opened, and several people wearing the same magic robes walked out. There are men, women and children.

At the stairs, there were soon several footsteps of varying severity.

A few male and female magic apprentices hurried down the stairs.

Soon the men were gathered together and stood in front of Roland and Cross.

They looked at Roland with anticipatory and excited eyes.

It's like seeing a rare treasure.