The pile of blue-green gems of various sizes, roughly estimated by the six thieves to be about ninety gold coins, plus more than sixty gold coins, they scavenged about one hundred and fifty gold coins from the castle.

If converted into soft sister coins, it will only be more than two million.

This may not sound like a lot of money, but almost all players think it's a lot of money.

Money is a thing that depends on purchasing power, and it also depends on the consumption level of the current society.

For example, in the Celestial Empire in the seventies and eighties, it was about six or seven cents a pound of pigs, which was cheap, but there were still very few people who could afford to eat pork, and eating meat itself was a very luxurious thing at that time. Imagine what it was like to have a deposit of more than 2 million yuan in the seventies and eighties, when the price of pork per catty was less than one yuan?

And in this game world, the price and the consumption level of the people are even lower than in the seventy-eight years of the Celestial Empire, and the honey white bread, which is known as an entry-level luxury, only costs two copper coins, which sounds very cheap, but ordinary civilians dare not eat it at all, because one copper coin can already buy several catties of wheat, and the food that can be bought by two copper coins is the ration of a family for more than ten days.

How dare you eat indiscriminately.

So this pile of gold coins and gems, in this world, is already a huge amount of money.

And Betel is only the lord of a small city.

Because the main force of setting fire to the castle and looting the booty was the six thieves, they naturally wanted to take more, so they took out something worth sixty gold coins and divided it among the six thieves.

The other 90 gold coins were divided equally among the other 30 or so players.

In fact, it doesn't matter if Roland wants this money or not, now there are more and more magicians who go to the royal city to learn their specialties, and there are now more than thirty gold coins in his system backpack, and he is not short of money. But if he didn't take it, he would probably be secretly labeled as unsocial, posing, rich, etc., so he symbolically took a small white gem as his 'task bonus'.

The players then eat, drink, and brag outside Mori City, and after two days of partying, they slowly dispersed.

All the food and drinks were bought from the city of Mori.

At first, the residents and merchants of the whole city were afraid of the crazy players outside the city, and these children of gold did not need to sleep, and after drinking three watches, they beat gongs and drums outside the city in the middle of the night, and the ghosts cried wolves and sang some strange songs, which were scary to listen to, and the children did not dare to cry at night.

But then they found out that these players give money for eating, buy things, and usually accidentally bump into someone, and will take the initiative to apologize first, so they gradually became bolder, dared to contact them, and even took the initiative to sell some drinks to the players.

There are some more daring ones, who actually dare to run around to eat and drink.

The players didn't care either, and when they came, they poured them wine and meat, which was extremely generous.

No matter how lively the feast was, Roland was the last to leave, and as he was about to leave, a group of soldiers escorted a little boy to find him.

This is a little thin little boy, a little timid, and he can't support his aura in aristocratic clothes.

But in the face of Roland, he still used the most cowardly expression and attitude to say something very in line with the diplomacy of equality: "Your Excellency the Archmage, I am a distant relative of the Betel family, as the last heir of Mori City, and as the current lord of Mori City, I think I should be qualified to ask Your Excellency about something. ”

The little boy was really scared, he spoke with a trill, and there seemed to be tears in his big eyes, but he still bravely looked directly into Roland's eyes, without any dodging or moving.

Roland looked at the guards next to him, these soldiers were the last group to accompany Bettel a few days ago, and wanted to live and die with Bettel.

But in the face of Roland's scrutinizing gaze, they all subconsciously turned their heads away and did not look at him.

Roland's gaze returned to the little boy and smiled, "You ask." ”

The little boy's voice was still trembling: "Have you completed your goal of revenge, and will you attack our city of Mori again in the future?" ”

Seeing that he was so scared, Roland asked a little curiously, "What are you going to do if we come back next time?" ”

When Roland said this, the rest had not left, and several players who were responsible for handling and burying the garbage also leaned over, and for a while, several black-robed people stood together, looking at each other with fierce eyes, with great deterrence.

"I ......" looked at the more and more black-robed people opposite, and the little boy not only trembled more this time, but even his lips turned white and trembled: "I...... Feel ...... hit Kill, don't ...... Good. We...... In another way, we turn in the ...... every month A certain amount of gold is considered to be ...... Surrender, please spare ...... Our ...... in Murray City Civilian! ”

The guards next to them were swallowing their saliva, showing extreme uneasiness, wanting to put their hands on the handle, but they didn't dare, for fear of irritating the group of black-robed people opposite.

The little boy was less than ten years old, and seeing him bravely restrain his fear, Roland felt some pity and reached over, wanting to stroke the little one's head and soothe him.

This action frightened the little boy, and he closed his eyes with a soft scream.

But he still stood upright, and did not retreat.

Several of the guards had already pressed their hands on the hilt of their swords, but they didn't draw their swords.

Roland patted the little boy's head and said gently: "The city lord's position is a bit hard, work hard, we won't come in the future." ”

After speaking, Roland left.

Several other players came up to the door, each patting the boy on the head and saying, "Good job." ”

"Do a good job, don't learn from your elders."

"Work hard and be a good city lord."

Then the players departed in groups, their self-mocking voices heard in the distance.

"That little boy is so brave, it would be strange if I was in his place, and I wasn't so scared that I pooped out on the spot."

"It's disgusting, it's really disgusting, if it were Lao Tzu and I, I would definitely just froth at the mouth and faint."

And then there was a string of self-indulgent, lewd laughter.

Watching these unmasked black-robed people leave, watching their figures almost disappear, the little boy who had been trembling couldn't help but fall to the ground.

He covered his face with one hand and cried quietly: "It's terrible, it scares me to death, it scares me to death." ”

As he spoke, a water stain appeared on the ground beneath him.

Upon discovering this, the little boy's cry was even more ashamed.

A pro-soldier squatted down and gently patted the little boy's back: "Little master, you are already very brave and amazing. ”

Roland returned to the city of Mori, found the former coachman, and rode in the original carriage, walking in the direction he had traveled.

It hadn't been long before he got into the carriage when he received a message from the guild from Beta: "Brother Roland, in the comprehensive discussion area of the forum, there is a post naming you by name!" ”

Roland was stunned, did he offend someone?

He immediately opened the forum and quickly found the post.

"On How to Target the Strongest Mage Roland".

The poster claimed to be a 'law breaker'.