Use multiple people to teleport the magic circle remotely, bring Marilyn to the Wetland City, and then place it in the manor that Beta gave to her.

Compared with the Red Fata, the environment in the wetland city is better and the temperature is warmer and pleasant.

Although the Cats have lived in deserts since ancient times, or near deserts.

But this does not prevent them from pursuing a better living environment.

If there is no way, which biological race wants to live in a bad place?

So when Marilyn arrived at the Wetlands, she felt very comfortable, and this manor did have the smell left by Roland.

Roland occasionally goes to the wetland town to help Beta build some larger buildings.

After all, among all the players now, he uses the two magics "fossil into mud" and "mud into stone".

When I was helping here, I lived in this manor.

He introduced Marilyn to the servants here, then held her hand and went to the Catman gathering place.

It is in the community about 500 meters to the right of Roland Manor.

So when Marilyn enters this place where cats are everywhere, her temperament is even more pleasant.

Then a black line rushed over from a distance and then circled around Marilyn.

It's the black cat Malomasha.

Two cats were hugged together, crying and laughing.

Roland was relaxed and happy to watch from the side.

There is no way, these two cats are beautiful and cute... Although Roland doesn't pet cats, this alien style is still quite attractive.

More than ten minutes later, the black cat Malomasha entertained Roland at her home.

Dried honey rat, grilled fish on stone slabs, and... fresh catnip were all served.

Marilyn, the white cat, ate with relish, although she was not short of food in the manor of the Red Magic Tower.

But the food made by humans is actually not very suitable for her taste.

It's just that she's not picky about food.

Now these things are originally special delicacies of the Cat Human race.

The black cat didn't eat it. She nodded slightly to Roland and said, "Thank you, Lord Roland, for sending Marilyn over here too."

Marilyn is very beautiful, and most young men are unwilling to let go of it as long as they have it.

Roland is willing to let Marilyn free, which is quite unexpected to Marromarsha.

"It's okay, it should be. I think it's not good for her to stay alone in the Red Magic Tower." Roland waved his hand: "How are your Cats living here recently? Is there any inconvenient place? Or is there anyone discriminating or harassing you?"

"No." Malomasha smiled happily.

Let alone discrimination and harassment.

The Son of Gold almost spoiled them to heaven.

Delicious food is served, fun is delivered... As long as they don't do bad things, they can walk sideways in the wetland city.

Such a life is like a kingdom of God.

"That's good." Roland nodded.

He proposed to put the Cat Humans here at the beginning. If the Anchor Humans do not live well, he would have a little responsibility no matter how he said it.

Now I feel completely relieved.

"His Excellency Roland, I heard you are going to invade the Demon World?" Malomasha looked curious, and even with a strong admiration.

There are many evil demons in the Demon Realm and are cruel and ruthless. In addition to the dragon clan, the main plane is not trembling when hearing this place.

Moreover, the only way to invade the main plane by the demon world, then rely on the human coalition and the brave to show their power to fight the demons back.

Such a cycle will occur once every one or two hundred years on average.

But now... the Son of Gold is actually going to fight to the Demon Realm.

This is quite domineering.

Things that have never been done in the main plane.

So it is not surprising that Malomasha has such an attitude.

What's more, where they live now is the territory of the Son of Gold.

Stable, peaceful, prosperous, and even extremely fair cities.

That is, civilization? And force.

Such a race is so popular among cats.

After all, cats pursue a perfect combination of elegance and force.

Roland nodded: "Do you know, too?"

In fact, preparing to go to the Demon Realm... Apart from the Son of Gold, the Cat Humans are the first to know about it.

After all, the Cats live in the wetland city, and when players talk about these more public content, they never care about anything and say it if they want to.

The Cats are born with scout races? They habitually start collecting intelligence.

Then I learned about the players’ next actions and the things I found troublesome.

Malomasha ate the grilled fish and said slowly: "I heard that your scouts went to the Demon Realm and did not collect any information."

Roland continued to nod, there was nothing to hide.

"Or? Let's help us cats." Malomasha looked at Roland steadily. Her eyes were full of gratitude: "We can live here all depend on your protection. Now you are in trouble? And we can help again..."

"I can't help!" Roland waved his hand.

Although the top group of scouts among the players did not cross the portal? But a large number of scouts who were killed back immediately without even seeing the shadows were mid-range combat power.

The average strength is actually stronger than the front line of Catman scouts.

There is nothing they can do about it. Even if the Cat Humans send out more than a dozen extremely powerful scouts, half of them will be able to come back.

Players can be resurrected, but Cats are not.

Hearing Roland's firm rejection, Malomasha was a little discouraged, and the two cat ears on her head also drooped slightly.

The cat human race is actually a race that is more grateful.

Now that she has received such a great favor from the Son of Gold, but has no chance of repaying her, she is quite depressed.

"You can live in this city and abide by the rules here is the best help to us." Roland saw Maromartha's thoughts and said with a smile.

"How is that possible!" Maromarsha naturally didn't believe it. She felt that Roland was comforting herself.

"In addition to us playing... the Son of Gold, we need more races to form a good cycle of productivity." Roland explained: "We can indeed support a city, but we are all professionals, and we have a lot of things to do. It is extremely mobile. It is possible that many people stay here for a while, and it is also possible that no one will stay in the next month. Just like this Demon World Expedition, our people will transfer to Sicilia City within ten days. After half a month, there will be not many Son of Gold here. And there are too few people who have moved here. You Cat Humans stay here, both as guards and as popular providers, which can make this city less dead."

"All other races can do this."

"But Cats are more beautiful and cute, aren't they?"

"Yes!" Malomasha's tail was raised high, and the tail end kept twisting: "It seems reasonable to say that."

After comforting the black hunting, throwing the white cat to her, Roland left the city and teleported to the city of Sicily.

When he arrived at the location of the Dragon Cave before, Roland saw a small hill that had been completely flattened, surrounded by at least five or six thousand tents near the portal emitting green light.

And further afield are the guards of Sicilya City, with about a thousand people, looking at the group of players in front of them with fear.

Under normal circumstances, a thousand armored soldiers are quite strong... Sicilya City is a transportation and trade hub, and the tax revenue is quite high, so it is possible to support a thousand armored elite soldiers.

But now, the elites in the armor have seen at least the elites in front of them start, and at least one-tenth of them are master-level professionals, all of whom are weak.

If you can't win, you can't win no matter how you think about it.

I won’t talk about my strength, but the number of people is also overwhelming. What else can I do?

Moreover, there are still endless streams of gold sons coming from other places.

"It's not that I want to do the anti-God movement again." The commander became more and more anxious.

He was a survivor of a battle to encircle and suppress the Son of Gold for more than two years.

Now he has been promoted and has become a soldier who commands the entire city.

The Golden Son two years ago has no average rank even an elite, but he has already shown a lot of tenaciousness.

Now, most of them have passed the elites and even many masters.

Such strength is much stronger than before.

If there is another anti-God movement, can the coalition of gods still suppress them?

The commander felt a little dry.

He already had plans to resign.

The players gathered here at this time are all small guilds.
To be continued...