It's not difficult to improve the perception of a spell golem alone.

However, on the premise of ensuring this basic ability, you also have to improve your ability to resist attacks, improve the puppet's speed, strength, and ability to find enemies...... That's a hassle.

After several experiments, Roland was disappointed to find that he could only accomplish two and a half goals at most, due to the nodes and 'memory space' of the spell model.

In other words, he can only improve the puppet's cognition, resistance to hits, and...... Some speed boosts that are slightly better than nothing.

Such a magic puppet doesn't have much combat power.

Not moving fast is just a live target. And the ability to resist attacks is not particularly strong, and there is no qualification to be a fixed-point battery.

"It would be nice if there were more space nodes in the spell model, or if there was too much space. I'll be able to fill in more mental power. ”

But Roland couldn't find a way to expand the space of the spell model, or its memory.

The basics of magic are still too scarce.

Roland sighed and wandered around the library for a while, but found no books on the subject.

It's normal to think about it, magic apprentices can't even learn basic zero-level tricks, and this is not a magic town, and the books that can be collected by the magic tower are of course not of much value.

With too much time to do the experiment, and with half an hour to go before the game was about to close, Roland sat in his study to rest, recovering the amount of mana he had lost from the magic experiment.

That's when Beta made use of the guild system @ him.

"Brother Roland, come to the grove outside the city, where we were looking for someone last time, Hawk and they have caught the murderer."

Caught John? Roland was surprised.

Then he immediately hurried to the grove outside the city.

There were already a lot of people around there by this time.

A young aristocratic man with clear eyebrows, holding a commoner girl hostage, leaning against a large tree, looked flustered.

About twenty meters to his left and right, Hawk and Lin were stuck in his direction of escape, with Beta standing in front of him.

The expressions of the three were ugly, with murderous intent in their anger.

And farther away, a large crowd of citizens watching the excitement gathered around, pointing nearby.

There were commoners, there were beggars, and naturally there were nobles.

There was schadenfreude in the eyes of the nobles, a happy look in the eyes of the commoners, and beggars ...... It's simple numbness.

The three groups are distinct from each other, and there is a physical divide between them.

When Roland saw the young nobleman, he was stunned, it wasn't John?

He scrutinized the young nobleman, who was sweating profusely and was holding a dagger to the neck of a young girl.

The girl's face was white and bloodless with fright, and the young nobleman also looked frightened.

Roland walked up to Beta and asked, "Did he admit it?" ”

Beta nodded: "He confessed, now he is taking hostages, let us leave, otherwise he will kill the hostages." ”

Roland felt that something was wrong.

The murderer committed the crime for at least a few years, and there were at least 30 girls killed, and it can be seen from the scene that the other party has excellent psychological quality, and belongs to a high-IQ talent, it is impossible to behave so dejected, and it is impossible to be caught in such a place, it is too stupid.

It's like ...... Deliberately acted the same.

Roland laughed in his heart.

The aristocratic young man looked at Hawk and Link nervously, and after a while he saw Roland.

Then his pupils shrank, and he cried out in horror, "Magician! Let the magician leave, quickly, quickly, or I will kill this woman at once!" ”

His appearance was quite frightened, his whole body trembled, and the short sword in his hand trembled and slashed through the hostage girl's neck, and a wisp of blood flowed down the side of the girl's neck.

The girl felt the pain, and she wept hard, but she didn't dare to move, but she bit her lip so hard that she didn't know that her lip was bleeding.

Roland slowly stepped back.

"Step back." The aristocratic young man roared vigorously as he quickly looked left and right to see if they were pushing on him, quite alert.

Roland took a dozen steps back.

Then the aristocratic young man's crazy mood calmed down a little. The caster has magical abilities, and no one dares to say that when facing the caster, he is not weak-hearted.

"Let me go, and I'll let this girl go." The young nobleman shouted.

But Roland and the others ignored him, and Bao stood quietly.

Instead, a wave of laughter erupted from the aristocratic community in the distance.

Seeing that Beta and the others did not move, the aristocratic young man shouted in despair: "I am a nobleman, what's wrong with me playing with a few untouchable women!" Just for a few of them, you want me to die, this is unreasonable, unreasonable! ”

In the heart-rending scream, Roland felt a kind of unwillingness.

"Again, I'm a nobleman!" The young man roared with a hint of begging: "Let me go, I can give you money." Enough money to buy a dozen of these women. ”

Hawke, Link, and Beta all sneered.

Looking at this aristocratic young man is like looking at a fool.

Roland said at this time: "I can let you go, but you have to tell me, who are your accomplices?" ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then shouted even more frantically: "I have no accomplices, no accomplices, everything is done by myself!" ”

Then he looked in the direction of the center of the city, but his vision was blocked by the city wall, and finally he looked at Roland and smiled miserably: "I did it, since you want me to die, then I will die." ”

The young man's desperate smile at this time was filled with some relief.

Roland exclaimed, "Stop him, he's going to kill himself." ”

Smack...... Beta charged straight over, almost getting an afterimage.

But it was still too late, and although Beta succeeded in knocking the man into the air, the young man's short sword had already pierced his heart.

A large amount of mosaic squirted out from the back of his chest.

Such an injury, even if there is a magic technique to treat serious injuries, it cannot be saved.

The young man fell to the ground, his eyes staring blankly at the sky, and after a few twitches of his hands and legs, there was no movement.

The girl screamed, clutched her neck and ran into the city, she was almost frightened to death.

Roland walked up to the aristocratic young man, looked at the other party's corpse that was gradually losing its temperature, and sighed helplessly.

The aristocrats were still pointing their fingers, and the commoners and beggars were gradually dispersed.

Not long after, two younger aristocratic youths came over with frightened faces, and they threw themselves on the young man's corpse, called out to the eldest brother, and buried their heads in tears.

One of the teenagers was crying while peeking at Roland and Beta from time to time.

His eyes were full of vengeful rage.

Beta felt the other party's gaze, he stood beside Roland and said, "Do you want to ask them about the specific situation, this matter is obviously wrong, it is more like a substitute for the dead." ”

"I can see it." Roland whispered, "We're pretending it's over, and I'll ask Hawke to remove the people who were spying on John." ”

"Want to get away with it?"

Roland nodded slightly.