Mages Are Too OP

When Roland came to Betas house, he saw the door ajar, and he pushed the door in without the slightest hesitation.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw two women embracing and crying, and an atmosphere of sadness spread.

It is the maid Lisa and her freckled face elder sister.

Beta stood aside, a little awkward. He saw Roland and immediately greeted him and said, “Brother Roland, something has happened.”

Roland looked at the two embracing and weeping. A woman, he probably guessed what was going on, but he still asked: “What’s the specific situation?”

“Lisa’s family was attacked, and his big brother was killed on the spot. Dead, parents are missing, the bodies of the second brother, the third brother, and the younger brother were thrown away by them in front of and behind the house.” Beta finished speaking, lightly sighed.

In fact, they had anticipated this situation a long time ago. Lisa is not dead. The murderer is proud of the self-proclaimed wise man, and will probably retaliate.

For this reason, both Roland and Beta advised Lisas family to leave the city. Because Lisa became Betas maid, she was relatively safe, and her elder sister was usually in some taverns. As a prostitute, those places are protected by some great characters, so they are safer.

So the only thing that happened was Lisa’s relatives who were going to stay in the city and refused to leave.

In fact, Lisa’s parents are betting that Beta will always protect them.

But Beta feels that what Roland said before is very reasonable. He is impossible to protect these people for a lifetime, and he is willing to escort these people out of the city and live in other places.

Its just that the other party refuses to stay in the city for courting death, what can be done! He has done his best, and there is no guilt in his heart, but the cry of two women makes him a little sad.

These two women are sensible, and Roland and Beta know this, so naturally they will not shout nonsense like “Why don’t you protect us”.

Understandably, it is one thing. Even if it is the courting death of one’s parents, there will be some sadness and discomfort.

“You stay here to protect the two of them, maybe the enemy will touch here.” Roland looked at the sky outside, and continued: “I will go to Hawk and the others to find out.”

Beta is nodded, even if Roland doesn’t say it, he will do it.

Coming out of Betas house, Roland is not at all eager to leave the city. He first went to the Temple of Life.

In the prayer hall, Roland saw Jeter kneeling on the ground, facing the life girl Divine Idol, eyes closed, appearing very religious.

There is no one except Jeter in the Temple of Life.

Roland walked in, walked behind Jeter, and asked: “Are you interested in doing an unrewarded mission with me?”

“No problem.” Jeter eyes opened and stood up.

“No delay in your prayers.”

“It’s okay, Goddess in the heart will do.”

Roland couldn’t help laughing: “You said How come you feel like you are participating in the Buddha.”

“It’s all the same.” Jett said naturally: “Buddha is a god, Goddess of life is also a god, just change the name and pray.”

The belief in pragmatism…In essence, this should be regarded as a hypocrite.

But this has nothing to do with Roland. He beckons with the hand to Jeter and took him out of the city gate.

On the construction site by the river, Roland found Hawke.

As soon as Hawke saw him, he went straight into the house that had been built but had no furniture.

There is a fresh muddy smell in the room. For some people, it smells good, but some people don’t like it. Jeter didn’t like it very much, he lightly fanned the wind hard in front of his nose.

“You asked me to send a few beggars to pay attention to the Little family in the slum area. Not long ago, those beggars had come to report that something went wrong. I guess you will come and find me soon.” Hawke’s expression looked a little angry: “I don’t know much. Those beggars are not professional scouts, but the perpetrators are sure to be members of the criminal forces in the North District. They killed a few of Old Ritter that night. Son, take the Ritters away again. It’s quite arrogant. He treats human life as an insect.”

Roland looked at Hawkes expression and sighed: “Dont be so angry, we didnt know this. Is World eating people? Whether its the heart-eating incident that you participated in, or the girls disappearance that Beta and I were involved in, those great characters really didnt take the lives of civilians as their lives. Look aside.”

Jet is aware of the “missing girl case” in which Roland participated, but he does not know the “heart eating” incident in which Hawke participated. So now he looks curious.

“What angers me most is that the civilians here don’t have any sense of resistance to this. They are just fortunate that things have not fallen on them, and they are resigned to their fate.” Hawke’s square- Faced, full of the loss of hate iron for not becoming steel: “It made me want to bring the contents of the little red book over.”

When Jeter heard this, he immediately became excited:” Hey, it sounds interesting. I think it’s something.”

This is obviously a person who likes to join in the fun, not too big of a problem.

But Roland shook his head: “Impossible. The productivity and battle strength of this World are in the hands of professionals and nobles. They can use magic to improve crops, and the soil is also theirs. A whole body armed. Physics professionals, even if there is no elite, can kill dozens of villagers with no difficulty. Even if these villagers take simple weapons. Even more how are there any professional levels such as master, Legendary, and the battle strength gap is too big Personally, Im not very optimistic about this kind of behavior, unless our players level is raised to a certain level and we have our own sphere of influence, otherwise its better not to reform this kind of thing.”

All three of them have memorized political textbooks by rote, otherwise they would not be admitted to university.

The simple truth is still clear. The regime has to be hard enough to get it. The two were discouraged when they heard it, and they had to admit that Roland made a lot of sense.

Seeing that they had given up on this idea, Roland went on to say: “Although we can’t do a major event now, it is still possible to do some small things. How about a trip to the eastern suburbs?”

Jet said with a happily face: “Okay, no problem.”

Hawk nodded: “Wait a few minutes for me, I’ll go and explain something to Link.”

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About twenty minutes later, the three of Roland appeared in the poor alleys of the eastern suburbs.

The gangster this thing has always been able to grow better on poor land. The nobles in the rich area have their own private soldiers and guards. They are only served by the violent hammer there, so You can only bully the civilians, eat the flesh and blood of the weak, survive in this way, and grow stronger.

In the alleys of the slum area, it seems very quiet, there is no who walks outside.

Roland looked around and occasionally saw a poor mans pupils peeking out of the gap in the window, but when he saw Roland staring at him, he immediately retracted into the dark and closed the window. It’s tighter.

These eyes are full of panic and fear.

In the alley, there is a faint smell of blood.