Mages Are Too OP

Roland looked around and asked, "Where is your Margaret?"

It stands to reason that as a dragon, Margaret will not leave Shuke.

Shu Ke shrugged helplessly: "This is a holy war, and it is one of the most important events of our Shining God cult. Margaret is a red dragon and has a natural tendency to be on the evil side. Although she has done nothing bad. Even so, it is not appropriate for a red dragon to appear in the jihadist army. If it is a silver dragon or a golden dragon, there is no problem."

The metal dragon clan belongs to the order camp, and I heard that it has a pretty good relationship with the Light God Sect.

Roland smiled and said, "Then you go. I will stay here for a while. If there is a situation like what you said, I will find a way to deal with it."

"Thank you."

Then Shu Ke took the Light Guards and directly entered the teleportation formation, and finally followed by the logistics troops of the Light God Sect.

A large amount of ordnance and rations followed into the portal.

The players watched and pointed.

It wasn't that they had any opinions on the Light Guards, but they were learning.

Look at the opposing army's occupational configuration, look at their formation and so on.

A little further away was another army composed entirely of young nobles.

The number is small, only about 2,000.

If you count the logistics unit, it is probably the Five Elements.

All of these people look pretty good. Looking at their fair skin and arrogant expressions, you can tell that they are all of noble origin.

Then the expressions of these people became arrogant again.

No way, what was in front of them just now was the famous Light Guard, and it was led by a paladin.

The paladin... the kind of paladin who slashes people and says that you are an evil person, and everyone else has to recognize it.

Anyone who has a bit of IQ would not think of conflict with such a person.

After they left, there were thousands of children of gold surrounded by them.

Before they came to Holleven from France, the princess Stephanie had confessed to them again and again. Don't mess with the son of gold and don't do bad things in front of them.

Otherwise, even the royal family can't save you!

They all remember it.

Moreover, their own family also has the ability to collect intelligence, and they are quite clear about the prestige of the Golden Son.

It's just that the deterrence is not as good as the Light Guards.

After all, it's always shallow on paper.

After all the Light Guards entered, many players followed in.

Soon it was a lot empty here.

Then a young nobleman walked up to Roland and asked, "Is it your Lord Roland?"

Roland nodded.

"The princess asked me to report to you? He said you will arrange for us." After speaking, the young nobleman took out a letter and handed it over: "She asked me to give it to you."

Roland opened the letter? Judging from the handwriting? It should be written by a woman? The signature also bears the seal of the Royal Frans.

The letter asked Roland to control these young people. They are all descendants of the nobles of the Kingdom of Français, and they are the future of the Kingdom of France.

Not all aristocratic young people are waste? More than two thousand people? Ninety percent really want to exercise.

Only a hundred people are aristocrats. Young people come to lie down and take credit. After these people are great aristocrats, take care of these people.

Of course? If they want to make trouble? Roland can beat them casually? Just don't kill them? It doesn't matter if you break your hands or feet? Anyway, there is healing magic that can regenerate.

After reading the letter, Roland asked, "What is your name?"

"Hunt Biden!"

Roland was stunned: "General Biden's youngest son?"

"No, I'm second." Hunt was a little nervous, and he continued: "The younger brother is Richard."

Fortunately, it was not the boss... Roland vaguely remembered that King Edward of France seemed to say that Biden's youngest son had a special relationship with his sister-in-law.

But Biden looks quite capable.

His level is LV7. It is the highest rank among the Francis nobles.

It seems that Stephanie did not randomly choose anyone? The commander she appointed? At least she had some skills.

"Then what are your plans?" Roland asked.

Hunter stood up straight: "The princess let us follow your instructions."

Roland thought for a while? Said: "You continue to be stationed here, wait for a while, then enter the Demon Realm to have a look."

"All right? No problem."

Xiang Feature nodded, returned to the army, and said what Roland had said again.

As a result, there was movement over there, and a group of people rioted.

About thirty people were swearing at Hunter, and Roland watched quietly there.

Watching Hunter explain desperately, watching those people's arrogance get higher and higher.

In the end, more than twenty people came to Roland together.

Hunter persuaded him anxiously, but these people were indifferent and walked straight to Roland.

In fact, not only Roland, many players around were attracted by this movement.

These twenty people stopped in front of Roland, and they looked at Roland.

Roland also looked at them quietly, without speaking.

After being silent for a while, among the twenty-odd people, a young man who looked more sunny and was good at socializing at first glance came out.

He stared at Roland and said, "Are you the Grand Mage Roland that the princess said?"

Roland raised his brows and nodded slightly.

"I'm sorry to take up some of your time." The young man looked very polite, his smiling appearance was very friendly and infectious: "Although the princess said, we have to listen to you, but I want to ask, sir Have you led an army?"

"No, I'm better at fighting alone." Roland paused, and said, "Don't command a small team battle."

"In this case, you have no ability to lead us." The young man continued to smile and said: "Army combat is different from squad combat. There are many things involved. People who have not learned this knowledge cannot do well."

Roland said loudly, "So what do you mean?"

"Your Excellency can be recommended by Her Royal Highness the princess. It must be very capable." The young man pointed to the aristocratic army behind: "But all of us are noble, so we can't have any sacrifice, you See what I mean."

"Do you want to stay behind and not participate in the battle? No problem, this was originally our plan."

The young man waved his hand: "That's not what I meant. We will also participate in the battle, but we will only kill some demons that can be killed, and will not hurt us. Your Excellency understands what I mean."

understood! Of course understand!

He just wanted Roland to tie up the demon captives and send them to kill.

"It can be, but what price do you have to pay?"

Roland did not feel insulted. He had long since understood the virtues of the nobles in this world.

The opponent's thoughts and three views are very different from the players.

What many players find incredible and incomprehensible, in their view, is common sense.

For example, if the princess made three orders and Wushen could not conflict with the son of gold, they still did it.

It's because they feel... that they are a nobleman, as long as they speak tactfully and not so straightforwardly, it is not a conflict.

"Didn't you say yes, let us come over and take advantage of it?"

"It's really saying that you can take credit for your work, but we didn't say to protect you and follow you." Roland smiled.

The young man’s expression was a little puzzled. He looked at his companions and found that their expressions were equally confused, and continued: "We have so many noble heirs here, and you are not willing to obey us? The king didn’t let us recruit ourselves. The team and the private army?"

what?

Roland was stunned.

Then he realized that the King of Frans was buried in the pit.

He estimated that he wanted these nobles to continue to subdue some of the sons of gold for use by the kingdom of France.

After all, the immortal warriors and wizards, any family got it, are a big killer.

At the same time, looking at how many golden children each aristocratic family can recruit can show how strong their background is.

Of course... the royal family does not need to be like this.

My daughter Stephanie has already caught the biggest potential stock among the sons of gold, Roland!

It turned out that the king had this idea, but Stephanie knew more about the Son of Gold, so in her letter to Roland, she would say... as long as you don't kill it.

"Obey you, someone might be willing." Roland pointed to the surrounding players: "As long as the rewards you offer are high enough, there will always be someone willing to follow you. Whether you can get someone depends on your ability. ."

The young man looked at the sons of gold around him. He was a little confused. Then he said, "How about your Excellency Roland help me choose a few people. For every person who is willing to join my family, I will pay you a gold coin introduction fee."

A gold coin, a lot of money!

If Roland had been two years ago, he would probably have taken over this task.

But now... after the multiplayer teleportation magic circle is handed over to the goddess of magic, he will not be short of money in the future. Money is no longer as important as dignity and face.

He shook his head and said, "I'm not interested, you handle it yourself. But I still have a word to say, you stay here, you have to abide by the rules here. Some things that are more insulting to the dignity of the nobles, you better not do it. Otherwise, you will be beaten to death and you can't blame me."

The young nobleman took a look at the players around him. He took a step forward and asked in a low voice: "Your Excellency Roland, let's get the bottom line, should we go to the front?"

"No." Roland said with a smile: "So you can recruit people with peace of mind, but remember, if others disagree, you must not force it, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety."

"understood!"

The young nobleman looked at the players around him, eager to try, especially the female players with charm, which was his main goal.

Then he looked back at Roland: "I heard that His Excellency Roland seduced the queen of this small country two years ago. I am deeply impressed. I am also very interested in other people's wives. I will share my experience together later."

Roland's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot immediately.