In addition to these two, there are several mage apprentices in the manor. They are the "power banks" that Christina captured to continuously recharge the magic barrier. After all, relying on her alone, there is no way to maintain such a large magic barrier.

Now that Roland is back, they naturally feel at ease.

After Christina broke the barrier, Roland took Anna into the manor.

Several magic apprentices came over immediately, greeted Roland, and said goodbye.

They could see that Stefanie, who was obviously a very noble figure, seemed to have something to say to Roland.

After all the magic apprentices left, Stefanie walked up and said, "Your magic apprentices have been well educated."

Roland smiled, that was natural.

These children are taught according to the standards of nine years of compulsory education.

In addition to magic, we teach text reading, understanding, craftsmanship, and heaven and earth geography, especially the ideological and moral class. The teaching intensity and focus are second only to magic theory and practice.

Of course... theories that are too advanced are not taught. After all, this is a world where gods exist, and theories that are too advanced are taught to these children, they will appear out of place when they live in this world in the future.

So Roland asked Vincent and Dougles to invest a lot of energy in this regard, teaching children basic principles of being a human being, basic logic, etc.!

It can be said that people with correct views seem to be more energetic than others.

That's why Stefanie felt that the magic apprentice here was unique in temperament.

"It hasn't really taken shape yet." Roland said with a smile: "See if they can become successful in the future."

He himself is also looking forward to what kind of chemical reaction will be produced by these residents of this world, combined with their teachings, and the thoughts on both sides.

Stefanie pointed to the side and walked to the nearby lawn.

Roland followed.

"How is the situation in the royal city?" Stefanie asked worriedly.

From her political perspective, the attack on her will definitely cause chaos in the royal city and may even cause turmoil in the entire Francis Kingdom.

The Divine Power is clearly trying to start interfering with the Divine Power.

No matter what role the Pope or the Saint plays in it, once the God Cult is activated, there is almost no possibility of stopping.

Roland nodded and said, "It has calmed down!"

"I know!" Stefanie subconsciously said, then immediately raised her head in surprise: "What did you say? It's calmed down, how is this possible? Who has such great reputation and strength to stop the war of the three worlds that can be said to be the most powerful force?"

"Please ask the person for the trouble." Roland intended to tease the widow princess, so he said something a little ambiguous.

"Roland, stop kidding." Stefanie frowned and said, "Even if the Pope and the Saint apologize to our royal family at the same time, this matter cannot be stopped. You must know that once the royal family is in chaos, your progress in the construction of the floating city will definitely be greatly affected."

Roland looked at the anxious princess and said seriously: "It has indeed calmed down. Because the goddess of light came to the world, she apologized directly to the royal family and the Magic Association. Do you think this can calm down?"

Stefanie gradually opened her mouth wide.

"God descends?"

Roland nodded.

"Goddess of Light?"

Roland nodded again.

"My God!" Stefanie stroked her forehead and sat on the chair for afternoon tea next to her: "Did I hear hallucinations?"

In this world, God’s descending is a very serious matter and a miracle.

It is generally used to expand faith, launch jihad, or... declare prophecy.

But now the goddess of light has come to the world, and she is here to apologize.

That is a god, not something that can be described by the words "Sacred and Honorary".

In other words, human words cannot describe their greatness.

But such an existence has actually come to the world to apologize. This is the first time. Whoever dares to refuse to give face will dare to launch a war of force.

"I seem to have missed a good show." Stefanie breathed a sigh of relief: "But no matter what, it was not a fight. This is a good thing. Thanks to the goddess of light for condescending to the nobles."

Roland smiled, sat down opposite her, and said, "Many people think so like you, so her apology can calm the dispute."

Stefanie keenly discovered something special in Roland's words: "You think so? Do you think you are different from us? Don't you think the gods are noble and great?"

"It's okay." Because of different concepts, players and residents of this world have different views on gods. Roland doesn't want to talk more about this topic. He said: "Next, I will take you back to the royal family. Although the dispute has subsided, you probably have to be present for subsequent negotiations and compensation, etc."

"Yes." Stefanie nodded.

"I'll let Andonara continue to protect you for a while," Roland thought for a while and added.

"Okay." Stefanie seemed quite happy.

Roland was a very straightforward person. After the matter was settled, he immediately teleported Stefanie and Andonara to the royal city, and then teleported back to Delbon City and found the local president of the Bard.

The minstrel is also a profession of the main ‘charming’. The guild president has a blond hair and blue eyes. Although he is already middle-aged, he is still handsome and has a mature and vicissitudes of life. It can attract those girls and young women who are full of spring hearts.

Mature men like this are generally more careless, and in better terms, they are unruly and romantic.

But he seemed very serious in front of Roland.

My body sat straight.

"I have seen your efforts over the past year." Roland put two bags of gold coins on the table: "And the results seem to be good, I am very happy, so this is my personal additional work capital, and you continue your previous plan."

"Expose the evil of Druids, right? We are doing this." The president of the Bards continued: "But, is it any point in this way? The human druids are not strong, and the elf druids rarely appear in the human world. We don't need to care about them so much, but I think that the Holeven Magic Association is our number one enemy."

Now Holevin's Bards Guild is an affiliated organization of the Magic Tower of Delbon City, so their guild has moved to Delbon City.

As a member of the Magic Tower, it is normal for the Bard Guild to give advice for Roland and solve problems.

"But in fact, the more troublesome thing is the Druid Guild." Roland stood up: "You can plan as usual. In addition, the financial situation of the Magic Tower is relatively healthy now. You can try to invite more event funds. I have seen that the experience you apply for each event is the least of all departments, and the fewest times."

The president of the Bard looked at the two bags of gold coins on the table, and when he heard Roland's words, he swallowed and asked, "Is it really OK? We have no combat power and no business ability. Can bards who can only talk and play Lutherqin get so much money?"

It is no wonder that the president of the Bard is so "humble".

Since the Bard Guild has not received any attention.

Very few nobles or big bosses are willing to sponsor the guild of the Bards, and no one is willing to hire them to work.

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In most cases, bards can only stay in a tavern and sing and make some money.

Occasionally, I would be extremely happy to receive two or three silver coins when I encountered golden light.

If the minstrel has poor abilities and cannot make money, the guild he belongs to will naturally become poor.

I have been poor for hundreds of years and I usually fill my stomach, so it is difficult to eat too much meat.

Now there is finally a force who is willing to help them and train them as affiliated organizations. They usually give a lot of money.

The work you have to do is not troublesome. Talking about some people or forces is their old job.

Work is easy and you can provide more funds for activities.

Now the life of the bard has really improved a lot, and many poor families have seen their lives have improved, so they are willing to send their children who cannot be raised at home to the bard guild to exercise and study, and then make a living.

No matter what, whether a profession or a guild can prosper, the number of people will always be the biggest factor.

Now Roland felt that the bard guild had little funds for the event, so he personally gave him two bags of gold coins. Where can I find such a boss? He met one of them, which was the favor of the goddess of luck.

So now, the president of the Bards has always felt that it is not very real.

What you want to explain is finished. Roland stood up and said slowly: "You don't have to pay attention to the battle. You are just responsible for exposing Druid's hypocrisy to me, and then help collect some information that you feel interesting."

"Is any intelligence of any force OK?"

Roland nodded: "Yes, as long as you feel interesting."

Roland was extremely satisfied after coming out of the Bards Guild.

It seems that whether an external force is kind or evil has a lot to do with the position of its own force.

So it is impossible to explain why Druid's head is now starting to be red.

In other words... the rules of good and evil in this world can be controlled to a certain extent.

This is very interesting!

Roland narrowed his eyes and smiled happily.

Then Roland received the message from the magic spider, and had been following the three spiders of Druid, and finally found the stationing point of the human Druid.

In the mountains and trees outside the East City.

Because the distance was a bit far, the picture sent back by the magic spider was not very clear and the voice was blurry, so Roland approached that direction.

About twenty minutes later, Roland was only about one kilometer away from Druid's station.

At this distance, the pictures and voices sent back by the Magic Spider are already quite clear.

In Roland's mind, we can see Druid Aslan sitting in a simple tree house built with branches, and in the small space, more than a dozen male druids were squeezed.

"Roland has returned, and he refuses to hand over the blood grass of the Immortal Bird." Aslan said coldly: "He rejected our friendship and refused to be a part of nature's favor, so what do you think of this corrupter?"

"Of course, he was judged by nature."
To be continued...