"You mean, Mr. Guest...... New job? ”

At this time, Alam looked at Roland with surprise in his eyes.

What the hell is this customer who asks for his name beforehand, and then tells him to introduce him to a new job.

"Yes, a new job, at least much better than what you are now, will get a lot of gold every month."

Roland nodded, this time he would take these two future top thieves under his command no matter what.

His instinct told him that if he missed this opportunity, he would lose it forever.

But his invitation did not immediately make up the boy's mind, only to see a trace of vigilance flash in Alam's eyes, and said in a low voice: "This guest gentleman......... can you let me think about it first?" ”

"Well, I'm waiting for your reply, my name is Roland."

Seeing this, Roland had no choice but to give up the idea of continuing to persuade and wait for the other party's reply.

It is estimated that if we continue to persuade now, I am afraid that it will have the opposite effect.

However, unlike Roland's calmness, Alam felt very entangled in his heart.

While he was excited about Roland's introduction to the unknown new job, he was also apprehensive at the same time as he was excited.

Because Alam noticed that Roland's words were talking about the two of them, and he also mentioned his sister's name, could this guy have any thoughts about Yin?

When the subject was over, there was a deathly silence in the carriage, and no one spoke at all, except for the sound of wheels.

"The inner city has reached ......"

In a few moments, Roland could clearly see the huge city wall not far away.

Although it is separated by a wall, the inside and the outside are simply two worlds. Because the huge wall separated the plebeian from the nobles.

But...... Although it is said that it is a noble area inside, there is still a special area for trade in the inner city.

It was full of commoners who wanted to earn some silver coins, and as long as they could sell something special in their hands to the nobles, it was estimated that they could earn several times the price.

Now from the long queue outside the city gate, it can be seen that there are not a few civilians who want to enter it, and there are some adventurers who have returned from hunting.

"Mr. Roland. At this point, I'm afraid I'm going to have to wait a while......"

As the carriage stopped at the end of the line, Alam looked back at Roland with an apologetic smile and said.

"No problem, then wait slowly, I'm not in a hurry anyway."

Roland waved his hand casually, as if he didn't care.

He didn't have time to worry about it, because his mind was still thinking about how to get the Alam siblings to join them. If Roland lets go of these two geniuses with great potential, he is really a little unwilling.

"Damn. The bastards in front of you all get out of the way and don't get in our way. ”

At this moment, a loud shout sounded in the direction behind them.

"Humph......"

In an instant, this tyrannical voice immediately interrupted the thoughts in Roland's mind.

He frowned, and hurriedly looked behind the carriage, only to see that it was a large caravan with a large number of wagons loaded with goods.

What's even weirder. As if completely ignoring the ranks waiting outside the city gates, they rushed in a frenzy.

"Damn it. It's Esmo's guys again......"

When Alam spotted the caravan rushing frantically behind him, his face immediately turned pale and he drove the carriage to the side.

And the crowd in front of them dodged away, as if to make way for the guys.

"Alam, you don't have to get out of the way, I want to see if they want to run over us?"

Suddenly. A strange smile flashed on Roland's face as he looked at Alam beside him and said.

"But...... Mr. Roland ......"

Originally, Alam wanted to dissuade Roland, but before he could finish speaking, Roland had already jumped out of the carriage.

After much thought, Alam had to give up the idea of driving the carriage to the side of the road. Watching the momentum of things with concern in his eyes.

"It's so weird...... There will be a quest popping up, could it be that there is something precious in that caravan? ”

Roland jumped out of the carriage and stood side by side with the centaur girl Christie, staring at the approaching caravan not far away.

In fact, he didn't want to do these senseless things at first, but at that moment, the corresponding task popped up, and it can only be said that the caravan was unlucky.

The content of the task is as follows:

[Ding, trigger the quest "Stop Them": Stop that crazy caravan, no restriction on any means, as long as you stop them, you can complete the task. 】

[Quest Reward: The quest reward is on the merchant's body, which is a black iron box. 】

However, their actions naturally got everyone's attention.

It's just that most of them are some sympathetic glances, as if they have seen the fate of Roland's death. Because in everyone's eyes, the owner of that tattered carriage was absolutely certain to die against the team of the Esmo Chamber of Commerce.

"Mr. Roland, do you need help?"

The centaur girl Christie slowly raised the longbow in her hand and whispered.

She doesn't care who the other party is, as long as there is a threat to Mr. Roland, Christie will try to eliminate him.

"No, it's still not necessary...... I'll do it myself, just stop them. ”

Roland waved his hand and slowly switched out the [Ice Crystal Spike] card, ready for the next interception plan.

"Damn, who are those bastards? Hell it stopped in front of us. ”

At the same time, in the caravan that was moving frantically, the middle-aged man dressed as the first merchant also saw Roland's figure and hurriedly questioned the guards beside him.

"They...... Maybe it's an adventurer who has just arrived in this city, otherwise he would never have stopped us. ”

"Hmph, kill them then!"

When the merchant heard his man's reply, he immediately became angry and roared loudly.

Suddenly, after receiving the order. The knights in the caravan immediately drove their horses and rushed frantically towards Roland's carriage.

"Oh my God! Hey, boy, get out of there, or you'll die. ”

When the crowd of onlookers saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel anxious for Roland and them. Because those knights would have completely torn that carriage to shreds.

"That centaur is good, don't kill her later, arrest her, hahaha."

"Yes, I'm in favor of that decision."

The knights waved their blades and grinned as they rushed in Roland's direction.

But they didn't know that it was precisely because of this move that the entire team of knights was walking on the brink of death. Death could happen at any time.

At this time, Roland didn't seem to be in a hurry, because he could feel that the level of that group of knights was generally only in their twenties.

I'm afraid that even the centaur girl Christie alone can beat those guys.

It's just that this time's mission is to stop them, not kill them all, so Roland needs to do it himself.

It wasn't until the knights were in range of their magic attacks that he activated the rare black ice card Ice Spike.

Buzz. The ice magic elements around them began to slowly rotate.

Alam felt this most acutely, as he strangely felt the temperature around him begin to drop significantly. It's like going from summer to winter all at once.

"Ice Crystal Spike, trap those guys."

Roland raised his palms flat in front of him and whispered.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and a dark blue ice spike emerged from under the feet of those knights. And their range is huge, almost instantaneous. It covered a team of more than thirty knights.

"Damn...... It's magic! There are magicians there...... Yes. ”

"Damn, watch your head."

"Ah, my legs ......"

In an instant, terrible screams rang out continuously, mixed with blood flowing on the ground. The atmosphere was particularly eerie.

Under the sudden attack of the ice spike, those caravan knights did not react at all.

With the force of the impact, they fell off their horses and fell heavily on the hard, icy ground.

Even some of the caravan knights' bodies were hung by the decorations on their horses, and they fell together on those ice spikes.

With a muffled pop, sharp ice crystal spikes instantly pierced through the body wrapped in armor, and blood slowly flowed out of the wound, staining all the dark blue ice crystals.

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on here?"

"Could it be that the young man is a magician?"

Because the whole process from the beginning of the matter to the end of the matter was so fast, it took a long time for the crowd of onlookers to come to their senses and look at Roland's back again with awe.

Those magicians who wield the power of mystical magic, no matter where they go, will be respected accordingly.

Of course...... The premise is that you don't go to the stupid ogre tribes, as they will only welcome you with their maces.

"Stop!"

When the middle-aged man dressed as a businessman saw this, his face immediately changed, and he hurriedly roared at the team behind him.

Perhaps because the order was too sudden, the carriage procession behind collided with each other in a row.

But this was no longer something that the merchant was worried about, because he knew that he had met a terrible magician this time, and looking at that guy's means of using magic, it was definitely not something that a small chamber of commerce like him could afford to provoke.

"Mr. Magician, I'm very sorry for what I just did...... I am willing to compensate you for all your losses, Mr. Magician. ”

At this time, the merchant could only whisper to Roland not far away.

"Wait, wait, wait.................."

But Roland didn't answer him immediately, for he was waiting for information that the mission was complete.

Sure enough, after waiting for a few seconds, a message popped up in front of me:

[Ding, the task of "Stop Them" has been completed, please go to get the task reward by yourself. 】

"Well, okay, you can come over first! That's right, it's you. ”

After seeing the prompt for the completion of the task, Roland immediately stretched out his hand and pointed at the middle-aged man dressed as a businessman and said softly.

………………………… (To be continued......) R1292