Mages Are Too OP

Delbon, which used to be very lively, is now much quieter.

There are still vendors setting up street stalls on the roadside, but they don’t dare to make loud noises. Even if they are buying and selling goods with pedestrians, they will subconsciously keep their voices low. After all, there are still black bloodstains left on the road, and the beggar army outside the city is still burying the bodies. They have been working all night, and a small number of soldiers have not been buried.

And the defenders on the city wall also changed a lot, and the traders who came in and out said they were not used to it.

In the past, I was familiar with the road, even if I brought some contraband, as long as I put some money in, I can pass, but now I can't figure out the temper of the golden sons, so I just wait a few more days and wait for the result to be settled. .

Whether it is strict or loose, there will always be a standard at that time.

What I am most afraid of is this kind of chaotic situation. Without a standard, everything may be singled out as the reason for messing with you.

In addition, they heard that the Golden Sons will attend the banquet jointly organized by the nobles tonight, and there will be a definite conclusion about the rules and distribution of benefits.

Almost everyone is waiting for this banquet and the news after the banquet is over.

Waiting is a very tormenting thing. Nobles, big businessmen, and even mercenaries collectively believe that today is their hardest day.

But no matter how hard it is, no one will die. After all, time passes little by little.

In the evening, almost the whole city came to life.

The nobles who are eligible to attend the banquet are already at home, ready to go, waiting for the dark to bring their wives or lovers and go straight to Aldo's manor.

And the small nobles or small businessmen who were not eligible to participate also walked out of their homes.

They gathered in the taverns, hotels and other places near Aldo Manor, waiting for news, and almost all of these places were occupied.

Some even fought for a seat.

In the manor, in order to express the solemn atmosphere, Aldo took out all the spare magic lamps used by the magic tower and hung them all over the manor. Experts came to help with the work, and at the same time borrowed several experienced housekeepers to be responsible for the scheduling and cooperation of the entire venue.

Numerous magic lamps formed a bright light curtain, almost as high as the daytime.

As more and more guests came, the whole manor gradually became noisy. They were divided into dozens of small groups, touting each other and chatting about pleasant topics.

Several housekeepers entertained the guests in front, while Aldo stood on the balcony, looking at the crowd of people in the square below, showing a happy look.

The maid, who was his favorite, snuggled up to him and said, "I've never seen you so happy."

"Because my manor has never been so lively." Aldo's face was filled with joy translated from extreme depression, and even a little crazy: "Since I knelt down to that woman, there has been no spell caster who should Some dignity. But now I have it again, although it was earned by others, although it is false, it still makes me feel happy.”

The maid looked at Aldo with pity. She knew very well her master. Although she usually laughed and cursed, she was actually under a lot of pressure.

The maids of the entire manor fought openly and secretly, but in their hearts, they were very grateful to Aldo. Therefore, these open and secret battles will converge within a range, and they will never let their masters know, which is annoying.

After all, it was Aldo who rescued them from the dark slave market and gave them a place to live.

When the maid was immersed in memories, she suddenly found that the bottom was quiet, the chatter of the bustling crowd was almost inaudible, and then she heard Aldo's slightly happy voice.

"They are here."

Four young men in simple clothes came to the entrance of the manor, each of them very conspicuous.

Whether it is the strong and terrible orc-like Hawke, the muscular Hawke, the very strong but gentle-looking Link, the Jett with the dusty temperament unique to the gods, and the knowledgeable and calm at first glance Roland.

Their temperament and expressions are obviously out of tune with this world.

After they entered the manor, almost everyone stopped chatting and just looked at them.

Roland, Hawke, and Link were all used to big scenes, so they walked naturally.

Jeter was a little nervous, but he didn't show his timidity with a straight face.

After entering the manor, Roland immediately saw the oncoming Aldo, who first hugged Roland with a smile on his face, and then greeted Hawke, Link, and Jet in turn.

Then he took the four of them to the banquet hall.

It turned out that the vestibule was very crowded, but after Aldo took over the work of welcoming the two housekeepers, a road was immediately vacated in the middle. The nobles tried their best to squeeze behind each other, and did not want to block the four golden sons.

Entering the banquet hall, Roland found that the inside and the outside were much brighter.

At the long table in the middle of the banquet hall, there were already five people sitting.

When they saw the four of Roland, they stood up in unison.

Aldo took Roland and the others over.

The two sides looked at each other across a long table.

And Aldo stood at the main seat, coughed lightly, drew everyone's attention to himself, and said, "These four must be familiar to you, and they are also our protagonists, so I won't introduce them. That's it. Roland, and the four Your Excellencies Hawke, Link, and Jeter, this time I will introduce you to these five important Lords or beautiful ladies in Delbon City."

Among the five, there was an old woman. When she heard Aldo's words, she lightly covered the lower half of her face with a feather fan, and her wrinkled eyelids could still smile like a crescent moon. She must have been a great beauty when she was young.

After that, Aldo blew an embarrassing blow at these five people.

According to the nobility's habit, Aldo gave them all the titles that these five people could press.

And Roland used his own logic to simplify the analysis.

These five people are nobles, and they even monopolize the iron business, grain business, fur business, gem business and seasoning business in the city.

Roland looked at them, thought deeply for a while, and then asked, "Actually, you are all related to the city owner John's family, right?"

"It's amazing, you can actually guess it." The old woman put away her fan: "As expected of a knowledgeable and intelligent Master Master."

Roland sighed: "It's not difficult, the things you manage are very important. If I were the city owner, I wouldn't just hand it over to outsiders. My friends can definitely understand it.”

As soon as these words came out, Hawke's expression was fine, but the expressions of Jett and Link seemed very guilty.

Their expressions were seen by the five people on the opposite side, and these five people showed slightly playful eyes, which were not obvious and would not sting people.

Roland turned his head to look at Link and Jeter, quite speechless.

In this case, even if you don't think about this level so quickly, don't show your guilty conscience, it's just smack your own face.