Mages Are Too OP

After dinner, Roland took an early shower, set his alarm clock, and then began to practice the Nourishment of Life.

Although the energy absorbed here was very, very little, but there was still some. Most importantly, this thing could nurture qi and seemed to strengthen the kidneys.

Roland certainly wanted to practice it.

When the alarm clock went off at nine-fifty, Roland wiped his face and hands, then wormed into the virtual cabin.

Once again, he appeared in the game world.

Roland still appeared in the research lab of the Magic Tower in Delpon.

For other professions, the higher their level, the greater their range of activity.

But the vast majority of Mages spent their time in three locations or just two.

Occasionally, they’d go out for a walk, and it didn’t take long before they came back and continued their life as before.

Tedious and boring.

But Roland had a good time.

Now his main task was to simplify and lighten the spells he had already learned.

So that he could use them in reality too.

He could even sacrifice power and special effects for this.

He was mainly researching Teleportation now.

There was already an old man staring at him today, and there would be more people later when the park was built.

That was why Teleportation was the safest way to go; the distance of the teleportation did not need to be much farther, around three hundred meters would suffice.

This way, it was possible to directly enter the secret base from a safer place. Although a month had passed, neither the Guild of Mercenaries nor the Phoenix Guild had found any organization related to the lich.

They had even gone through many of the relics that possessed negative energy and still hadn’t found any clues.

But Roland didn’t get discouraged, and he continued to give all the forces an additional amount of funds for the campaign to continue.

Because he had money now. The Association of Mages sent in his first share of profits; it was over seventy gold coins.

It didn’t sound like much, but having that number to begin with was proof enough that

And a lot of the Dragon Meat Reagents had been sold.

There were quite a lot of gold coins in his Backpack

It was probably almost a thousand.

Then, while he was researching, Lady Bluebird came to his door.

“Mr. Roland, it’s time for me to go back.” She was still wearing the dress that revealed her northern hemisphere, which was dazzlingly white. “Thank you for taking me in during this time.”

“You’re welcome.” Roland happened to want to meet Andonara too, and he reached out and pressed Lady Bluebird’s shoulder. “Then let’s

go now.”

Lady Bluebird nodded, indicating that she was ready.

A few seconds later, Roland appeared with Lady Bluebird on the outskirts of the capital of Fareins.

Coming out from the aura of Long-Distance Teleportation, Lady Bluebird immediately paled and squatted off to the side to retch.

Roland crouched down next to her and gently smoothed her back with his hand, trying to make her comfortable.

After about five or six minutes, Lady Bluebird finally felt better. She stood up, covering her abdomen, a strand of hair sticking to the corner of her mouth there, which, along with her wet, smooth lips, gave her a rather salacious look.

Roland averted his eyes and applied Body Fortification, Cure Disease, and a Lesser Healing

This made Lady Bluebird’s condition improve rapidly.

“Thank you.”

The two then entered the capital, and instead of going home, Lady Bluebird went to the First Princess’s manor first, and the two happened to go the same way.

The soldiers guarding the manor, who had all known Roland and Lady Bluebird for a long time, let the two in straight away when they saw them.

Andonara was having afternoon tea in the garden. When she saw Roland, she dove into his arms, overjoyed.

The two of them were hugging and adoring each other with words of love as Lady Bluebird looked on with extreme envy.

It didn’t take long for Stephanie to rush out of the room as well. She instantly showed her joy at the sight of Roland and then clapped her hands and said, “Anna, show your love for this boy later. At worst, I’ll lend you my bed again. Now separate. I have something I want to talk to your man about.”

Anna clicked her tongue and stepped aside.

As a young woman, she had long been immune to such teasing

Besides, she did want to borrow Stephanie’s big bed for a while.

After all, there was only one soft and large but also very fragrant bed in the estate.

After sitting down, Stephanie said to Roland, “I was trying to get someone to think of a way to get a message to you in Hollevin. To my surprise, you came over yourself.”

“An urgent matter?” Roland sat across from her.

Stephanie nodded. “Yes… a major event. Father said that in a month, he will abdicate the throne and leave it to me.”

Roland froze for a moment, then could not help but whistle. “Your father is in his prime right now. Not to mention sitting on the throne for another thirty years, he has no problem having seven or eight princes and princesses, so what’s making him think of abdicating?”

“What’s making him?” Stephanie looked rather helpless. “What do you think of my father?” Roland smiled. “A loudmouth, non-political, middle-aged man who likes to mess around.”

This was indeed the feeling King Edward gave Roland.

In reality, it was also true, but King Edward’s greatest strength was that he did not care about things.

If the king of Fareins had any ambition, the entire balance of the powers in the capital would instantly be shattered.

The current situation was a good one.

“If you weren’t my friend, I would’ve cut your neck.” Stephanie rolled her eyes at Roland with a slight hint of flirtatiousness, then she said, “According to our rules here, the new king’s reign requires the Holy Realm and the Association of Mages to each send a representative to witness and agree to the new king’s reign in front of all the domestic nobles and foreign envoys attending the ceremony. The same goes for the new successors of the other two powers.” “Oh, but what does this have to do with me?”

“Of course it has something to do with you. The chairman of the Association of Mages, Alfred, said that you are the representative of the Association of Mages, and he asked me to inform you myself.”

Roland was immediately at a loss for words.

Stephanie smiled and said, “By the way, the representative sent by the Holy Realm is the newly promoted Dragon Rider Schuck, also a Golden Son, and I heard that he is also your friend.”

“Okay.” Roland scratched his head. “When exactly is it? I’ll be sure to come.”

“You still want to leave?” Stephanie stood up in a hurry. “Stay at the manor for the time being. I’ll ask the court etiquette master to train you specifically so that you won’t be flustered at my coronation.”

Roland was a bit gloomy. “Okay, I’ll try.”

Stephanie sat down again as she said seriously, “I know you Golden Sons don’t like these tedious rituals much, especially you. But the coronation is really, really important to me, so can you bear with me, for the sake of your friend?”

Since she had put it this way, Roland would be rude if he refused again.

He nodded and said, “Okay, then I’ll stay at your place for the rest of the month.”

“Thank you,” Stephanie said gratefully.

“Well, now he belongs to me.” Andonara dragged Roland straight into the mansion.

Lady Bluebird’s expression became even more envious.

Stephanie glanced at Lady Bluebird’s face from the side and smiled slightly. Then Roland and Andonara brawled until dawn.

It was also dawn in reality, and Roland crawled out of the virtual cabin with his hands on his back.

Although what happened in the game didn’t affect the body in reality… Roland couldn’t help but feel that his back was a little sore; he didn’t know if it was his imagination.

He took a shower and had just eaten two goji buns when he heard the phone ring.

When he picked up, Night Tide Sands’ voice came out. “Where’s your house, I’ll pick you

up.”

His parents sitting across from him subconsciously pricked up their ears.

Roland said an address and hung up the phone.

His parents had different expressions, but neither of them said anything.

Roland continued to eat his breakfast, and after a while, the sound of a horn came from outside the house.

Roland, who was already prepared, put his fully charged phone and rechargeable battery in his pocket and then headed out the door.

Outside the door, Night Tide Sands stood in front of a small black car, wearing a slim short liner and a pair of jeans, her hair in a high ponytail.

She seemed to wear no makeup.

But she looked youthful and beautiful with an excellent temperament, and with the small car, she was like a car model.

She saw Roland and was about to speak, but she suddenly looked upward, and then waved a little sheepishly, as if to greet someone.

Roland turned around, looked up, and found that it was his parents, both huddled at the window, looking down.

Their eyes were full of curiosity and judgment.

Glaring at his parents, Roland looked at Night Tide Sands and asked, “By the way, do you need me to help you drive?”

“No, I invited you to accompany me, it would be rude to make you drive.” Night Tide Sands opened the door and sat inside.

And Roland went around and took the passenger seat.

As the car drove on, Night Tide Sands casually chatted with Roland, sharing embarrassing stories of her big brother and discussing the future changes in the weather. When the car got on the highway, she suddenly said, “When the time comes, there will be a few of my college friends at the wedding venue. They’re kind of blabbermouths and might talk nonsense. Just ignore them.” “Okay,” Roland answered quickly.

Night Tide Sands quietly glanced at Roland and saw that he didn’t seem to care and didn’t ask what her friends would ramble on about, which prevented her from starting any subsequent topics that she truly wanted to talk about, so she was a bit disappointed.

Two hours later, Night Tide Sands and Roland arrived in a neighboring city and followed the navigation to the hotel where the wedding reception was held.

A man and woman in wedding clothes were standing at the entrance of the hotel, and many people were gathered around them, congratulating them. After handing over their red envelopes, the guests entered the hotel. “That’s them.” Night Tide Sands, who had gotten out of the car, led Roland right up to the bride and smiled. “It’s been a long time, Jane.”

The bride squealed when she saw Night Tide Sands. She grabbed Night Tide Sands’ hands and bounced for a while. “You’re really here, Sasha.”

“You’re getting married, of course I have to come.”

“Great.” The bride pointed to the groom beside her. “This is my man, John.”

Roland’s expression turned odd at hearing this name. He couldn’t help but feel as if he was about to remember something.

After the bride introduced her man, she looked at Roland for a moment, then her eyes fell back on Night Tide Sands. “Huh, it looks like I’ll soon be able to drink wine at your wedding.”

Night Tide Sands blushed. “No way, he’s not my boyfriend yet.”

“Oh, not… yet!” Jane showed a teasing look.

[0] A song by Wu Tiao Ren played in the Chinese animated web series Scissor Seven