Mages Are Too OP

The four of them went to the Grey Sand Tavern first, and Beta also came after a while.

In the early morning, there was no one in the Grey Sand Tavern, and it seemed very quiet.

The five people sat around a black wooden round table, first introduced each other, and then Roland said: "This game is different from what we have played before, so we can't apply past game experience. But the classic iron triangle formation can still be used. Give it a try, after all, none of us have a copy experience of this game."

He turned his gaze to Jet and said, "You may have strong combat power, but don't rush to fight after entering the dungeon. Follow us to observe first, try to preserve your physical strength, and use auxiliary magic to help us at critical times."

Jett nodded: "Sure, listen to you."

Roland looked at Hawke and Link again: "Both of you are fighters, and your resistance and main output are all up to you. But it's best to divide the positions into two directions, one in front of the team and the other protecting the team. rear."

Hawke said, "I'm in front, and I just learned to have shield expertise."

Link smiled and said, "I'm a warrior of the sword style, so let's stay behind."

Roland looked at Beta: "You are a compound professional, so I will not limit your position. According to the battle situation, you can do it yourself."

Beta nodded.

Roland looked around the crowd, and then said: "Now we are just talking on paper, what should we do, in fact, we still have to go to the dungeon to find out. The NPCs in this game are deadly smart, so I think the slowness in the past Going in a direction that may not work.”

Several people said that Roland's words made sense.

Jet said indifferently: "You are a mage, and you should be the smartest among us. For the time being, you have the final say."

His meaning is very clear, that is, listen to you first, and if you don't command well later, change people.

It's nothing, if the ability is not enough, it's down. It's that simple in the game. And to be honest, Roland doesn't really want to command people other than F6. F6 members trust each other and tolerate each other. Even if they make mistakes, other people will not be angry, but will comfort and help make up for the mistakes.

It's hard for outsiders to tell, not acquaintances who will endure your mistakes.

While we were talking, breakfast was already served.

Honey bread, boiled lamb with mutton flavor, lettuce...and fruit wine.

It is very incompatible with the taste of Roland and others, but there is no way, just eat it.

In the castle at this time, Bud had woken up. Under the service of the castle maid, he got dressed, took a bath, and then went downstairs to the hall on the first floor.

There were already many people sitting on the long dining table, all of their companions were present, and each of them looked like they were lethargic. I think they must have contributed a lot of 'food' last night.

When nobles hold banquets, to a large extent they count on this.

In the first place was John, next to a lady and a maiden.

The two he also knew were John's mother and sister. They all look pretty good.

Neither of them showed up at the banquet last night. Generally speaking, in that kind of chaotic 'welcome' banquet, the female family members of the host's family will not come out.

After saying good morning to the three, Bud sat down and had breakfast.

Compared with Roland's, the breakfast style here is similar, just with more fresh milk and some delicate cakes.

But with these seemingly simple things, these dozens of people ate at least hundreds of civilians' living expenses for about ten days in one meal. For most commoners, having all-you-can-eat brown bread for breakfast is good enough.

After breakfast, Bud said he was going to go shopping in the city, so he took his companions and left the castle temporarily.

More than a dozen people roamed the streets, avoiding everyone wherever they passed, looking like a street tiger.

After walking for a while, the team split into several batches, and each went to have fun.

Bud and another young noble mage walked to a tavern and packed a room for a secret conversation.

"John and I said something very interesting last night."

Bud repeated what he heard last night to the young man opposite, and then he said, "How much of what John said is true in your opinion?"

"It's all true. These things will be clear as soon as they are checked, there is no need to lie to us." The young man sneered: "But his mind is impure, he seems to want to lead us to be hostile to Roland and other golden sons, which is very interesting. Yes. The water in Wangcheng is ten times deeper than here, and we can live with an arrogant appearance. Do you really think we are all fools?"

"Then what do you think?" Bud leaned on the chair, took a sip of wine, and asked, "How do you want to come from Roland?"

"Continue to fight with him, we are descendants of the great nobles, and we are members of the General Assembly, why should we let him." The young man laughed and said: "But remember, fight without breaking, we can have a relationship. Good, but not mortal enemies. I'm curious, why does John want us to be hostile to the Son of Gold? I think there is an advantage in this matter."

Bud also sneered: "I think so too."

At this time, Roland's team of five had already set off.

Beta shared the task with others, and then the five left the city according to the instructions of the task, walked to the northern suburbs, passed through the mountains and forests, cut thorns and thorns along the way, entered the low depression surrounded by mountains, and finally found it. Entrance to the tomb.

An entrance completely covered by lush grass.

If there is no system instructing them, they simply do not believe that this place is the entrance.

Even so, the two of Hawklink split with their long swords for nearly ten minutes before clearing the weeds near the entrance.

It was dark, and a rather deep entrance appeared in front of the five people.

Several people glanced at each other, and immediately formed a formation. Hawke walked in the front with his shield, Beta was second, Roland and Jeter were third, and Link followed his plan and walked at the end.

As soon as the five entered the cave, they all stopped.

At the same time, they received a system message: a copy task was detected, whether to open the copy.

The five looked at each other again, and then immediately 'confirmed'.

Just after the five people confirmed, the surrounding space suddenly distorted for a while, the sun fell over the mountain in a swish, the moon rose, and the stars were shining.

Day and night change in seconds.

"Mandatory plot environment?"

Roland muttered.

Hawke took out the torch from the system backpack, and was about to point it, and Roland took a step faster. Four Illumination light balls appeared out of thin air, suspended in mid-air, and illuminated the vicinity.

"It's really convenient." Hawke put away his torch and sighed in admiration, and then he asked Jeter, "Can your pastor know?"

"Illumination, the most basic magic, has no attack power." Jeter shrugged: "Just this evaluation can make us give up it completely. Priests are limited by spell slots. Only magicians can learn this kind of magic. Stuff, they don't have a spell slot limit."

At this time, Beta interjected: "I estimate that few magicians are willing to learn. They are not like our warlocks and priests, who can learn spells with a ding. They have to figure out the spell model by themselves, which is a waste of time. Brother Roland is a rare exception."

"There are fewer and fewer magicians now." Hawke sighed: "About half of the magicians in our guild forum have been retrained. There are still many who are barely supporting it. They say this profession is boring. Calculate data every day and do experiments. I guess the game development team deliberately uses this method to limit the number of magicians."

Hearing this, Roland was also a little disappointed. Then he sent a ball of light into the cave, and said lightly: "Let's not talk about other things, let's download the copy first."

Hawk nodded, took the shield and long sword out of the system backpack, and walked forward cautiously.

Coming soon.