The city of Mortasos seems to have changed, but it seems that the sky has not changed.

Yesterday, a large-scale fight occurred at several locations in the city, but it ended soon.

A small number of soldiers were killed and killed, but none of the civilians were affected.

The battle was very restrained.

It is said that all the leaders of the army in the city have been replaced.

This should be a big deal.

But the actual momentum is extremely small.

This is unreasonable.

If it were other times, such an exaggerated thing as a military senior's blood exchange, it would have caused countless casualties and affected a large number of civilians.

This time it was so fast that many nobles in the city didn't react at all, and things were settled.

And the merchants' eyes were about to fall off.

With their intelligence network, they didn't understand what was going on.

It was not until a few chamber of commerce leaders who were "invited" to the city lord's mansion and then released, and the slim-hearted figures in the whole city knew something vaguely.

It seemed that the temporary lord had come and had a conflict with the leaders of Judson and other troops.

In less than three hours, the group of people were replaced.

Now they have been captured in the city lord's mansion.

After hearing this, the nobles and merchants couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

This new temporary lord is a tough guy.

I don't know what he likes!

How should we approach him and please him?

With the support of such an idea, the big people in the entire city were moved.

Let's go around and visit each other and ask who knows what the new arrival lord is doing.

As a result, the more I walked, the more I was surprised. What is the origin of this new temporary lord? Why did he have no information about him?

At this time, Roland had already arrived in the basement of the City Lord's Mansion.

There is no intention of hiding the entrance to the basement, but there are three large stone doors on the entrance stairway to prevent outsiders from entering casually.

Then he began to use magic to dig a circular hole with a radius of one hundred meters in the basement.

This hollow earth wall was made of extremely hard rock walls by him using mud to turn into stone.

The pure circle has a strong load-bearing ability, not to mention the wall reinforced by magic, so even if the underground of the City Lord's Mansion is opened a hundred meters, it will not sink the City Lord's Mansion on the ground, and there will be no problem in building multiple City Lord's Mansions on it.

It took Roland nearly six days to open up this hole.

When he walked out of the basement, the butler immediately came up to meet him.

"Your Excellency Roland, you have finally come out. All the nobles in the city plan to hold a banquet together. Everything is ready, and you are waiting for you to come out. The banquet is located in the Buck Chamber of Commerce Square in the city, which is very wide and can accommodate thousands of people." The housekeeper handed over a pretty gold invitation: "They hope you can attend, they hope to welcome you."

"It won't be the Hongmen Banquet."

There is no word Hongmen Banquet in this world, but the spell of "knowing language" automatically transforms this word into a sentence with the same meaning.

The housekeeper shook his head hard: "No, absolutely not, they dare not."

Roland thought for a while, took the invitation and said, "Then let's go tonight, I'll arrive in the evening."

The butler breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll inform them immediately now."

Over the past period of time, the butler has been under great pressure.

Everyone was asking him when Roland would come out of the basement.

These people dare not urge others on their own, so they could only ask the steward to invite Roland out.

But the housekeeper dared not. He didn't know what kind of personality and temper the new temporary lord had. If the other party hates being disturbed when he was studying magic, and when he got angry, he would turn the person into an animal or burn it to death directly, wouldn't he die unjustly?

He dared not go to Roland, but the nobles all wanted him to go.

Whether the butler is powerful or not, whether he has a style and deterrence outside depends on the status and strength of the master.

The temporary lord seemed to be powerful, but Hejia did not dare to borrow Roland's background for the time being, so he could only resist the expectations of all the nobles in the city and the pressure brought by these expectations.

Fortunately, Roland is out now.

After waiting for a few more days, the housekeeper felt that he might be so depressed that he had committed suicide.

Roland took a shower and stayed underground for several days. Although he didn't sweat much, he was not a god. He would still sweat after all, and his body would inevitably have a sour smell.

After taking a shower, he closed his eyes and rested for a while. Of course, he lived in the client. The master bedroom of the eldest princess Stefanie was full of feminine furniture and dressings, and he was not used to it.

It took almost an hour to wait for the magic power of my whole body to recover, and it was just evening.

Roland went downstairs, got on the carriage that the butler had prepared, and went to the banquet site in a swaying manner.

There were already many luxurious carriages there, and the venue was closely protected by the soldiers sent by Fauci. There were about 400 soldiers around the banquet.

As soon as Roland went down, the sharp-eyed Fauci saw it. He shouted directly: "The city lord is here, everyone is quiet."

The noisy sound immediately stopped, and nearly a thousand well-dressed gentlemen and ladies turned their heads and looked over.

The eyes were filled with curiosity, suspicion, and even a faint hostility.

Roland waved at them, calmly following the stone path into the middle of the banquet.

The crowd was separated like waves. Roland came to the center of the city, where there was a small platform. You could stand up with just a step and look down at every corner of the square.

And around the small white stone platform, there were many soldiers standing.

Fauci is among them.

Roland hesitated for a while, but finally stood up.

He looked up at him, and the darkness and candlelight intertwined, as if there were masks in a glorious life, with thousands of expressions and thousands of expressions.

"I am a magician and don't like to say too much nonsense. Time is quite valuable to me." Roland swept the square around and continued: "You invite me over, welcome me, and welcome me, but I'm not happy, of course I'm not angry, but I just feel a little worried because I don't like wasting time."

People were surprised and after a few seconds of silence, there was finally a vague noise of discussion.

But this sound is still too low, and when it is mixed together, it is like a rustling tide.

"More than a thousand people, I think everyone who can be named is here. This is great. Now I will talk about my thoughts." Roland used a sound amplification technique to suppress the noisy discussions of the crowd: "I have no intention to change the rules of this city, nor do I want to change any division of forces. As for the problem of the army's blood exchange at least a few days ago, it is actually because they are unwilling to admit that I am a temporary lord. My easy talk does not mean that I will stand stupidly and be bullied."

The guests listened carefully.

"As long as no one comes to provoke me, I will naturally not provoke others. Things are that simple." Roland clapped his hands: "Okay, now I am here, and the matter is said, it's time to leave. Next, you can do whatever you need for this banquet. All the expenses required for this banquet are on my head. The organizer of the banquet tomorrow will take the bill to the city lord's mansion to ask me for money."

When the guests heard that Roland was about to leave immediately, they were shocked.

The protagonist will leave immediately when he comes. What is the operation?

Before they could react, Roland activated the teleportation technique, appeared directly outside the square, and then got on his carriage.

After Roland left, the surprised guests responded.

Then everyone screamed in disbelief.

The sounds together, like the sound of steam suddenly boiling out of the pressure cooker.

Back at the city lord's mansion, Roland went straight to the underground space. After putting down three stone gates, he fell to the bottom, put on a full set of magic-returning equipment, and had a small round shield given by the angel Niya on his arm.

This small round shield can provide magic limits and a small amount of magic recovery speed.

Then Roland began to condense his magic power and let it appear in his hands.

Under normal circumstances, pure magic elements have no color.

But when they gather together and the concentration reaches a certain level, transparent solids will form.

The process took Roland nearly a minute.

There was a ball of white, transparent ball in his hand, like glass.

It looks fragile...it's essentially fragile, but when it explodes, its power will be quite amazing.

This is a magic energy ball, not a magic square brick.

There are very few people who can do this, and most legendary magicians can do it, but there are not many legendary magicians.

Gently threw the magic energy ball in his hand, it felt very light and bright... Roland looked at his "blue bar", and one-seventh of the magic power was gone.

It doesn't sound much, only one-seventh, but to be clear, Roland is now in the full set of magic limit increase and magic replies.

He has full intelligence growth points, two epic equipment plus magic limits, including the title bonus of God's Legacy, and the title bonus. The magic limit is more than five times that of a normal magician.

This transparent energy ball is something that ordinary magicians can't even get out even if they compress the magic power in their bodies.

The magic square brick is a further compression of the energy ball.

Roland closed his eyes again, dispersed all his mental power, split it into silk, wrapped it around the energy ball, and wrapped it tightly, finally completely wrapped the magic energy ball.

The mental power began to shrink forcefully, squeezing the energy ball hard and squeezing desperately.

The energy ball in the palm became smaller little by little, making a strange squeak.

As the volume changes, the color of the energy ball is gradually changing.

Light blue, sea blue, and finally turned into completely opaque ink blue.

At this time, the magic ball had changed from the size of an apple to the size of a grape.

To do this, it is the "magic square brick".

But Roland's craftsmanship is not good, and he has not been made into bricks, but has been made into circles.
Chapter completed!