Mages Are Too OP

Back to the Magic Tower, it was already evening.

Andonara was lying in Roland's study, and there were a dozen round little bats hanging on the roof.

This situation is kind of weird.

When Andonara saw him coming back, she leaned on the bed, a white lotus jade hand propped up her head, the other hand gently lifted her neckline, and asked with a charming smile, "Welcome back, are you hungry? Would you like to try the freshly baked white strawberry cake?"

Hmm... Roland looked up at the dozen or so little bats on the roof.

At this time, all the little bats were awake, and even looked at the two with a rather curious and gossip look.

Roland rolled his eyes helplessly.

Hee hee laughed, Andonara jumped off the bed, took the initiative to embrace Roland's arm, and said happily: "I'm going to sign a master-servant contract with this little bat, you give me a hand."

"sure."

Roland smiled, and then began to close his eyes to mobilize his magic power. On the open ground in the middle of the study, a light green circular magic circle appeared. For more than half a year, although Roland has spent most of his energy on 'activation' spells, he still took the time to study this contract magic circle. Although he dare not say that he is completely proficient, he still knows what he should know. , and can also be used.

Looking at the light green magic circle, more than a dozen small bats flew down from the air, gathered at the servants' seat in the magic circle, and turned into a girl.

Although Christine has not sucked blood now, as a fruit bat, she can survive by eating fruits and cooked meat, and she can slowly recover her strength, but it will be slower.

Half a year's recovery time has allowed her to recover from a young girl to a girl.

Compared with her young girl state, the girl's appearance has gradually become a little cold and glamorous, and is no longer so cute.

Standing on the servant's seat, Christina said resentfully, "Can't you trust me? We've been together for half a year."

Roland chuckled: "Some people need a lifetime to see clearly."

Christina rolled his eyes at him: "What about Anna, I've already asked her. You almost completely believed Anna within a month of knowing her."

"Can you be the same as her?" Roland said unceremoniously.

Hearing this, Andona raised her eyebrows and smiled, feeling that her little heart was about to melt away.

Kristina felt that she was beaten and felt a little wronged, but she obediently didn't say anything.

Andonara stood on the master's seat.

After the two were seated, the magic circle was bright and the green light was dazzling, and their bodies began to absorb the surrounding green magic light.

After a while, the magic circle gradually dimmed and finally disappeared.

Andonara looked at the palm of her hand. There was a figure of a round white fruit bat on it. She closed her eyes and felt it for a while, and then said in amazement: "I seem to be able to use dark magic?"

She waved her hand, and a dark wind of shadows blew out the window. Although it did no harm, it was indeed dark magic.

"Am I not a descendant of the brave?" Andonara was extremely puzzled: "Don't our braves have a natural restraint against evil forces? Why can I use dark magic instead?"

Inexplicably, she lit a bunch of blue flames on her fingers, and the power of the brave can still be used.

Seeing the flames, Christina subconsciously took two steps back.

The master-servant contract is a more domineering contract. The master can force a random ability of the servant to learn. The specific effect and power are determined by the strength of the servant.

Roland thought for a while and said, "I still remember that Diablo's soul fragment said that Phoenix, the ancestor of your family, seems to be one of the demon kings of the demon world."

"It's impossible." Andonara said: "Don't you think it's the soul fragment that deliberately attacked the words we use spiritually?"

Dare you never believed it.

But Roland felt that the soul fragment should not lie.

If Phoenix is ​​really the Demon Lord, then the truth about the power of the brave will be intriguing.

"It's a good thing to learn one more ability." Roland smiled: "The Great Swordsman is very strong, the only disadvantage is that it cannot cause effective damage to pure magical creatures, but now you have made up for this shortcoming and continue to grow. Go on, it is estimated that there are few people in the world who are your opponents."

"Whoever said it, you can do it." Andonara took the initiative to walk in front of Roland, and gently circled her fingers in front of Roland's chest: "I can never resist you, you want to put me in whatever pose you want. posture."

Her eyes sparkled as she spoke, as if she could speak.

Roland felt that he needed to calm down.

So he escaped from the Magic Tower and went to the City Lord's Mansion.

I heard that little John's life has been very regular recently.

Water the flowers and plants in the castle during the day, and get rid of insects.

Occasionally go out to the most beautiful prostitutes in the city to exchange ideas on removing excess toxins.

Live like a second-generation ancestor.

There is no high-spiritedness and self-motivation like before.

When Roland arrived at the gate of the city lord's mansion, the two guards wanted to stop him, but after recognizing Roland, they didn't say anything or do anything, as if they didn't see Roland, and let him slowly walk into the castle.

The vast garden of the castle is full of soft green grass.

The weather is fine today. Under a huge sunshade, the city owner's wife and young lady are having afternoon tea.

There are many pastries and fruits on the table, as well as delicious fruit wine.

Five or six servants and three cooks are on call to serve.

The Lady of the City Lord and Miss John had a good chat.

And Roland's sudden appearance caught the attention of the two at the same time.

When they saw Roland, they stood up in unison, with a nervous expression.

The two of them hated Roland, but now more than a year has passed, the hatred has almost dissipated, and only fear remains.

There is not much family and friendship among nobles, and even if there is, most of them are very indifferent.

Roland came over and said with a smile, "Sorry for disturbing the two of you. I want to talk to little John about something. Is he at home?"

"He's in the study on the second floor." The city lord's wife said timidly.

"thanks."

Roland nodded and entered the main building of the castle.

Seeing Roland's figure disappearing into the castle gate, the two women breathed a sigh of relief.

In essence, the two of them enjoy life now.

Hassle-free life and excellent quality. Although Roland took half of the tax, because the city lord's mansion no longer had to support two or three thousand soldiers, and did not dare to support them, he saved a lot of money.

I don't know how well-off the money is for living.

And Roland has never restricted them. The two can go wherever they want, and live more freely than when the city owner was alive.

Roland went up to the second floor, found the study, and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Gently opening the door, Roland saw a gloomy young man sitting at the desk, reading a book that seemed to be the biography of this knight.

Little John turned his head and saw Roland, his expression became complicated.

Roland leaned against the door, folded his arms across his chest, and sneered, "It's fun to find a dead man to assassinate me when our golden sons are in conflict, right?"