In the royal city, only the royal family has the power to control the affairs of the nobles.

Isn’t it normal for a noble to kill a dozen or twenty-year-old slaves?

This is the rule, this is the law. So the young man in front of him is so confident.

Even if the famous wizard came to him, he would dare to scold him back.

The mage is indeed powerful, but now no one has a few mage guards?

Besides, he knew all the powerful mages in the royal city. The little mage in front of him probably has no big background, so he is not afraid of him.

Seeing the young man walking out arrogantly, Roland smiled and said, "Even if it is not a royal family, I want to take care of it. After all, you are bullying me."

"What do you mean?" The young man stopped behind the manor door, looking at Roland through the empty windows of the iron door: "Also, who are you?"

At this time, the young man had a look of fear on his face.

Because three mages followed behind him.

He didn't know the goods, but the mages behind him knew the goods.

Roland had a magical capacity and was almost touching the edge of the legendary level. Such a mage was not an ordinary person at all.

One of the mages reminded the young man in the ear, and then the young man's attitude became much more restrained.

Roland glanced at the three magicians, all of whom were lv5, and had just entered the elite level. Moreover, the magic fluctuations were not obvious, and they were not much stronger.

"My name is Roland. This time I am here to help my servants, and I'm venting my anger."

A very plain tone and even a little smile. This attitude is not really venting anger for the servants, but coming to find fault.

The young man's face changed slightly.

Roland then asked, "Are you the owner of this estate?"

"It's me." The anger on the young man's face slowly faded, and his tone became calm: "Your Mage, have I offended you in any way? If so, I'll apologize to you here."

Roland tilted his head and signaled to the four crying men beside him: "Didn't I say that these women are relatives of my servants, and they died inexplicably. I have to come and ask about the situation."

Seeing Roland attracting his attention to him, the four men immediately cried even louder.

"Sister, you died so miserably."

"Daughter, you are not married and have children yet. It's so soon, so pitiful."

The young man's face turned into a very ugly blue-green green. The crying of these four people was too fake. How could he not hear it? These people were just fake crying.

"Your Excellency, you are here to play with me." He felt that his IQ was insulted and stared at Roland: "The lives of several civilians are worthy of your life against an Earl's son?"

"I have the final say whether it's worth it or not."

Roland stretched out his finger and gently touched the iron door. The iron door turned red at an extremely fast speed, and then turned into drops of iron and fell onto the ground.

Sizzling.

The hot air twisted between the two people.

"Stop it. I'm willing to compensate." The young man said angrily.

Roland shook his head: "What's your name?"

"Bushidomin-Pine Needle. I will pay a lot of money to their family." The young man glanced around the men who were still crying with gloomy eyes, and then returned to Roland: "Just treat it as selling our pine Needle family for a face. In the future, everyone can take care of each other if they have something to do."

"The lives of these maids can indeed be repaid with gold coins."

Hearing this, Bushidoming looked happy. The lives of several maids, no matter how expensive they are, would be worth twenty or thirty gold coins.

He can afford it.

However, Roland continued to smile and said, "But I still have more than a dozen servants' daughters or sisters. I originally worked with you, but now they have disappeared. So I ask you to hand them over."

Roland's smile, with a sarcastic scent, made people feel quite unhappy when they see it.

Bushidoming's hostility finally couldn't help it. He knew exactly where the maids had gone before. He stared at Roland fiercely: "Master, don't be shameless! Our Pine Needle Family is also in charge of legendary mages."

"What does that have to do with me?" Roland said to Bushdomin: "It seems that you don't want to hand over the person, so I'll go in and check it myself."

"You dare!" Bushidomin roared angrily with gritted teeth, his expression on his face was quite distorted.

Roland raised his hand and flicked his fingers.

"Stop him." Xidomin retreated and said to the three mages and a group of guards: "I will take responsibility for anything happening."

"You can't afford it, Master Pine Needle."

None of the three mages stepped forward to attack, but instead slowly retreated with Bushidomin: "He is Roland. If my information is correct, he is the inventor of watermaking and oilmaking. And it seems that he is the Red Magic Tower, and the target of the Magic Society's focus on cultivating and protecting."

Another mage continued: "We are all from the Magic Society, and it is impossible to attack him."

While speaking, the three mages retreated far away and then bowed slightly to Roland, saying that they would not participate in this farce.

Roland nodded, expressing his gratitude.

Seeing the three mages rebelled instantly, Bushdomin roared: "You traitors, eat mine, use mine, and end..."

"You can't say that, Lord Bushdomin." The third mage smiled and said, "It is the Magic Society that trains us, teaches us, and turns us into mages, not your Pine Needle Family. We are just hiring and hiring relationships, and we have said before we are hired, we will not be enemies of the Magic Society."

Bushdomin pointed at Roland and said angrily: "But he cannot represent the Magic Society."

"This is hard to say."

Listening to the three mages who stood farther and even tended to watch dramas, Bushdoming was so angry that his body was trembling.

He had never seen such a shameless person, more shameless than the people of his family.

"Okay, Blundomine, please get out of the way." Roland said with a rather ungrateful smile.

Bushdoming laughed in anger: "So what if I don't let go? Can you still kill me?"

“That doesn’t have to.”

Roland bounced his fingers, and a circle of ice rings was directly fired, 'ice' on the ground.

Then he waved his hand and asked the men who were performing crying scenes to leave with a few maids' bodies.

Then he walked around Bushdomin, who was staring at him, and walked into the manor.

Bushidomin, who was frozen in place, could not turn around and could not pinch it off with all his heart and strength. He could only roar: "Roland, you bastard, our pine needle family will not let you go. We will definitely use your blood to clear the insults that our family has suffered."

Roland was unmoved and walked into the garden.

He just used the death maid as a guide, made a conspiracy and forced himself to come in and search.

When the huge mental power is unfolded, it just can cover the entire manor within his mental power field.

Using the mental power field as a means of exploration is far more convenient than searching for the naked eye.

Roland closed his eyes, and time passed by.

There is nothing worth noting on the surface of the entire manor.

But when Roland explored his mental power underground, he soon encountered a smooth "large dome" that isolated all the spiritual tentacles.

This is a strange feeling that only occurs when the mental power touches the magic barrier.

“There is something underground.”

Roland opened his eyes, and after he said to himself, he flicked his finger three times. Under the action of the magic of "fossil into mud", a huge pit appeared, and the soil turned outwards.

Not long after, the mud hole opened to a plane diameter of eight meters and a depth of two meters.

Then I saw a gray magic barrier.

"Dark Magic."

Roland hit the lightning chain, but the barrier was nothing happened, and only a faint ripples were generated.

The barrier is very hard.

Roland was about to change his magic, but suddenly a powerful and gloomy mental power came out of the barrier and locked him tightly.

Although it was just locked in him, others could feel it.

The three magicians immediately slipped away and ran very fast.

They could feel that this dark mental power had deep malice.

Roland frowned, thinking about whether to let the maids and guards in the manor go away, but saw many black striped tentacles stretching out from the barrier morning, densely packed, like black insects dancing in the stinky ditch.

Then the barrier shrank and disappeared with a blink of an eye. A "person" whose body was wrapped in black magic elements, appeared and slowly rose.

Roland recognized his magic fluctuation, and the day before yesterday, he had a fight with him at Stefanie's house.

"It's you again, Roland." The black shadow's voice was strange, quite hoarse, but it also had a metallic smell, not like a sound that humans could make: "Will we not be good if we don't miss the river?"

But Roland was unwilling to talk nonsense to him, so he first popped his fingers.

In the surrounding air, several transparent iron chains that looked a little broken suddenly appeared out of thin air, and looked like they were easily broken, directly hooked into the surrounding soil.

This is the famous "dimensional anchor".

This is a level 4 magic, given by Tobion.

Under normal circumstances, this magic can only be learned after reaching the level of the master and having a great understanding of space magic.

But Roland has the "space specialization" to prepare for the foundation. This magic is regarded as a third-level magic, and he can already learn it.

It's just that it's still very difficult to learn. The dimensional anchor can be successfully cast, but the anchoring space is a bit small and the intensity is a bit low.

Roland didn't want to use this move, but there was no way for the other party to teleport. If he didn't ban space magic first, the other party would definitely run away.

Seeing the appearance of the dimension anchor, the black shadow man was silent for a while, and the black tentacles suddenly attacked Roland.

Each one looks like a black javelin.

Roland had no way to teleport, and the mage had no ability to dodge, so he could only turn on the magic shield to resist this wave of damage.

Just as he blocked all the black tentacles from the shield, Roland saw the black figure running away from the manor.

Very fast!

However, Roland is faster.

Sixteen huge arcane hands suddenly fell from the air and blocked the shadow man.
Chapter completed!