Andonara was all close to Roland, her cheeks were flying and her radiant colors were flying. She looked so happy at first glance.

At this time, a soldier-like man walked past Roland, pretending to spit on the side as he walked: "Tui, stuff me a mouthful of dog food, and my teeth were sweet."

It uses the Chinese language.

Following this man, there were three warriors who also pretended to spit and walked past the two of them.

If you don’t know much, there will be no outsiders in the garden.

Andonara hugged Roland's arm, smiled and refused to let go, and the latter gently thrust a few times... Although the mage's power is much higher than that of a normal person, it is impossible to compete with the warrior.

Back in his room, Roland sat on a bench to rest.

Players do not need to sleep. As long as they do not exercise vigorously, they can quickly recover their physical strength.

Soon Vivian also rushed back from the magic tower. She saw Roland holding Bai Amber, her eyes lit up.

The three of them chatted for a while, then ate some food, and Andonara continued to guard the house, while the main tower and Vivian went to the magic tower.

Although I haven't come back for more than a month, everything is running as usual, and Vivian manages everything well.

After Roland returned, he was immediately welcomed by magic apprentices.

The academic questions that had been accruing for more than a month were thrown out, and they lined up to ask Roland for questions. The process lasted for nearly two days.

It was not until the end that two players came to the study.

They did not show great respect and even humility in front of Roland like other magic apprentices.

But their expressions were a little awkward.

One of them said: "Roland, I just saw the conflict between our guild and your guild from the homepage of our guild. I don't want to comment on who is right or wrong. I just want to ask, can we still learn magic here and use the resources here?"

Roland sighed: "I wanted to discuss this with you in a few days. If you are willing to leave the Blade Guild, there is no problem."

The person who spoke was a little suspicious and began to bow his head and think.

Another magic apprentice said unhappily: "Why are you so stingy? What does the struggle between you and the top leaders have to do with us ordinary players? How can we sacrifice our interests at will?"

"Your words are a bit contradictory." Roland chuckled: "Since the matter of the senior management has nothing to do with you, it doesn't matter to withdraw from the guild. Since you want to be loyal to the Blade Wings Guild, you can't say the sentence 'It doesn't matter'."

This man immediately lost his words, but his expression was even more unhappy.

Another person thought about it for a while and said, "Okay, I'll quit the Blade Wings Guild."

"You're crazy."

"I'm not crazy." The man shook his head: "It's been more than half a year since the game started. I've never received the care of the guild. If I insist on saying there is, I would recommend me to Roland as a magic apprentice, but in fact it was Roland, not the guild. Moreover, in the past six months, we have done so many things to the Blade Wings Guild, and even donated money, and got something. I'm a little bored. Now I just want to learn magic well and don't want to do so many intrigues."

"But just hold on for another two or three months, we will get the dividend."

"Don't you understand yet?"

"What do you understand?"

The player who was about to withdraw from the club smiled and said, "The Blade Guild is changing towards the company's direction. Don't you think the routine is familiar? First recruit employees to work, let them work for free, and then give them chicken blood. As long as you persist, you will win. After the company makes a profit or goes public, everyone is a shareholder and can get a lot of money. Without paying, there will be no gains."

"this……"

"But how many capitalists have to keep their word? Even Jack Ma, who was a teacher in the past, now believes that 996 is a blessing."

"Anyway, I believe in the president and vice president."

"I plan to stay here."

It was almost the same when it came to this point. The players who were unwilling to withdraw looked at Roland hatefully, then turned around and left.

The stayed smiled at Roland and said, "After speaking out, I feel much more comfortable. I don't want to stay in the Blade Wing Guild anymore. The hierarchy relationship is too serious and the utilitarianism is too strong."

Roland looked at the player, hesitated for a while, and said, "Vincent, you should have lv3 now, how many magics have you learned?"

"I haven't learned much, but I've finished learning the magic of the master's hand. I'm now learning to explode the small fireball." The player's expression was a little embarrassed: "I'm not very talented, and most of the mathematical knowledge in college has been given to the teacher. I'm making up for it now, but it's very hard. After all, my concentration is not as good as when I was in college."

Roland thought for a while and said, "Do you want me to raise my salary? How about a gold coin?"

This player is named Vincent, and his personality is quite good. According to Vivian's observation, Vincent has a very good personality. Anything he knows will be taught to other magic apprentices for free.

It can be said that with Vincent at the time, Roland's teaching pressure was reduced by at least one third.

Besides, the other party is lv3, and this level is already a formal mage, so it is appropriate to raise some salary.

But the other party cannot compete with Roland.

Roland came here and brought valuable spell derivative models and many new magics. Vincent simply came to learn, and just taught his juniors in addition to learning.

If you have to make a simple and easy-to-understand analogy, then Roland is a university lecturer, a kind of high-qualification, and Vincent is at best a lecturer assistant.

The salary and rights of the two people are of course different.

Roland thought the other party would accept it happily, but he didn't expect that the other party would refuse to be a festival.

"No, just give me more magic resources." Vincent smiled: "Do you know how many gold coins I have donated to the Blade Wing Guild in the past six months?"

"Twenty or thirty?" Roland guessed.

“No less than one hundred and fifty.”

Hiss...a rich man again.

Then Roland pressed his forehead and said helplessly: "I'm in trouble now. I guess when Hawke comes back, he will have to be impatient with me."

Roland directly kidnapped a "shareholder" of the Blade Wings Guild, and it was a shareholder who only invested money and did not return it.

Vincent laughed and said, "The greater the ability, the greater the burden."

"It makes sense to say that responsibility is a burden..." Roland smiled: "In the future, your magic resources will double, and I will tell Vivian."

"Thank you."

Vincent nodded to Roland and left the study.

Not long after, Vivian walked in.

Roland said to her: "From the future, Vincent's monthly resources will double. In addition, how many channels do we have to stick to the docks in our magic tower? Make a cut as soon as possible."
Chapter completed!