Roland is the kind of person who is not very involved. For him, the ups and downs of the people in Delbon City were really not interested in coming and going.

He is a mage. Although he has only been a mage for half a year, he has been infected with some fatal common problems of mages.

For example... I don't like to manage things very much, nor do I like to pay attention to people outside.

What kind of noble social activities such as banquets, hunting, and playing beauties? Are there magic models that make people addicted to it?

Do magic patterns come beautifully and charming?

All are floating clouds.

If you have to say that the people he values ​​more in Delbon City are nothing more than some familiar players and apprentices in the Magic Tower.

Vivian is a person he is closer to, so those who can ask Vivian to deliver the message are probably related to Vivian's family.

For Vivian's sake, Roland had to meet the invitee anyway.

Following Vivian, Roland came to a manor not too far from his house.

Then the housekeeper was welcomed into the manor with very thoughtful etiquette, and then on the balcony on the second floor, he met the person who invited him.

An old woman I've seen before.

Christine, this is the name of the old woman.

She asked Roland to sit down and asked the servant to serve pastries and a drink similar to flower tea, and then said with a smile: "It's not really easy to invite you, Lord Roland. If Vivian and I were not a distant relative, we wouldn't be able to see you."

Roland chuckled and said, "It's not difficult. If you want to see me, you will always come and shout."

"Drink some flower water first. I heard that the elves love to drink water like this." Christine pointed to the cup in front of Roland with her already obviously wrinkled finger.

Roland took a sip as he spoke and said, "It tastes good."

Christine chuckled softly, "I know your magicians are precious, so I won't talk too much. I want to ask, what exactly do you Son of Gold want to do?"

Hum? Roland asked Christine with a strange look.

"The sheriff named Link has been rectifying the public security on the streets recently, which is a very reasonable thing." The old woman's tone gradually became serious: "But recently his movements have become more intense, and many things have begun to interfere."

Roland took another sip of flower tea without any haste. I have to say that the flower tea tastes pretty good, but they called this thing 'flower water' and felt strange: "What industry have you been involved in?"

"That's not involved in other industries. It's just that he's overwhelmed his efforts to maintain public order, and he's almost at the point where he doesn't distinguish between good and evil."

Hearing this, Roland smiled and said, "I can't. I know that Link. He can't do anything to refer to a deer as a horse."

The old woman stared at Roland, her pupils still moving.

Roland smiled and looked back.

After a while, the old woman Christine slowly said, "It seems you think Link is doing it right?"

"I just believe that he will not spread the rectification movement to ordinary people at will." Roland sipped the flower tea again and said, "Of course, whether it is done right or not, it must be judged by ordinary people, not you and me."

Roland didn't believe these nobles. At most, he only believed two points if the other party said anything.

Besides, there is no reason to believe the old woman's words based on one side, rather than her own compatriots.

"It seems that although Your Excellency Roland has been staying in the magic tower, his ability to collect intelligence is not bad." Christine looked at Roland with a smile for a while and continued, "Okay, since everyone understands, I will not hide my words. Link wants to rectify the public order and he doesn't drink it, but please don't beat our dog."

"We?" Roland sat upright: "It seems you have joined forces to put pressure on me."

Christine shook her head: "We don't have that intention, we just ask, leave us a little face."

Roland sighed, "Sorry, I can't promise you anything about this. Link is the sheriff, and I'm just a wizard who cares about everything."

Hearing this, Christine felt that this young-looking spellcaster was simply sloppy. She spoke carelessly, but in fact she did not reveal any useful information at all, just like an old fox.

"Old Master Roland, too clear water cannot raise big fish."

Roland laughed at this: "What Link wants is a pool of clean water that can be drunk, which is for people to drink, not for fish. Ordinary people drink too much turbid water, and their bodies will only have problems."

"But there will be no big fish." The old woman said coldly.

Roland raised his eyebrows: "Why do we have to raise fish in the lake? It's not okay to drink it? Even without fish, water can be drunk and used to farm, and it can be raised differently? Besides, the fish raised can be eaten by ordinary people? It's not that it has been put into the belly of a beast."

Christine's expression became colder and colder: "In other words, Mr. Roland, aren't you going to persuade Link?"

"I said, I don't care. I don't want to persuade him. Instead, I think he did it right." Roland stood up, looked at the old woman, and said, "I also hope that Delbon City is a pool of clear water."

"Even if Vivian begs you, you won't change your mind?" the old woman asked.

Roland was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Then let Vivian come and ask me to talk about it. And... You have recently received a lot of industries from the city lord, and your strength has increased, and your psychology has also expanded. So I feel that we are qualified to negotiate terms, but don't forget. Why are there more than a thousand elite soldiers of the city lord? When the old city lord was there, you dare not move. Now that the old city lord is gone, you are actually coming to threaten the 'we' that can't be seen by the old city lord, who will give you the courage?"

When Roland looked at him with a contemptuous look, the old woman suddenly felt a little chilled in her heart.

She slowly closed her eyes: "I understand that no matter how many jackals gather, they can't beat strong lions. But we can change the conditions, for example, if you can limit Link, each of our families is willing to give you some benefits. One family may give a little less, but if there are a few more, your power will be greatly improved. And as far as I know, you and Link and others have been a little unhappy recently."

Roland was silent.

He heard that this passage was the old woman's true thought, or a killer move.

All the things ahead are just foreshadowing, and then for temptation.

Now is the picture that has been revealed.

They wanted to divide the players, which was similar to John Jr.'s technique a few months ago.

But they do better and seize more accurately.

They could even find out that there was a gap between Roland, Hawke and others.
Chapter completed!