Mages Are Too OP (WN)

Chapter 629 It Can Also Be Used Like This?

The spacious living room was filled with the fragrance of cakes.

Queen Andonara served up the delicacies she had baked herself.

Charles nodded slightly in gratitude, then asked with a smile, “Almighty, you know so well how much Meteorite Mineral is needed to build a floating city, do you already know how to build it? Be sure to count me in.”

Roland waved to the side where there was a decorative bookshelf with several books on it, one of which flew into Roland’s hand.

Then he spread it out, turned to one of the pages, and pointed it out to Charles.

“The approximate materials needed for a floating city are recorded here, but the most important floating chassis construction method is lost. I tried to reverse-engineer the process with a large database, but unfortunately failed.” Roland shook his head helplessly, then added with a longing expression, “If only I could build a floating city, I could go wherever I want! And it would be safe.”

In reality, what was written in this book were not these contents at all, but this book was written in Hollevin language, which Charles couldn’t read.

Also, Roland could sense that Charles didn’t have the spell Language Proficiency on him.

So Roland wasn’t even worried about him seeing through this.

Charles chuckled. “I personally don’t think that big data is as useful as the rumors say.”

“I hear, Charles, that you graduated from Columbia Commonwealth College?” Roland smiled stiffly. “Sure enough, people who come from famous schools think differently.”

Charles looked embarrassed.

Everyone who was in the loop knew what kind of school Columbia Commonwealth College was.

So as soon as Roland’s words came out, Charles immediately dared not speak, and at the same time secretly hated Douglas, knowing that it must be the latter who had spilled some information about himself.

“Well, I am indeed inferior to you in terms of ability.” After being embarrassed, Charles became more straightforward. “Let’s continue the topic just now. Two days later, we’ll gather in Sisilia, then we’ll set off together. If there’s anything you need our help with in preparing please feel free to say.”

“There’s no need for that. I’ll be prepared myself.”

“I’ll go and get ready then,” Charles said as he stood up. “Take care, I won’t be sending you off,” Roland said, standing up as well.

Charles nodded and left.

When he was gone, Andonara sat down next to Roland. “You’re really going to help him? We can search for that dragon ourselves, then kill it. I’m pretty good at searching now. If I know the general location, I can find it after a stroll.”

“There’s no need for that.” Roland shook his head and said, “Their goal isn’t that black dragon, but the formula of Dragon Meat Reagent. They want to make their own Dragon Meat Reagent in the future and don’t want to be subjected to others.”

“They can slay dragons?” Andonara was a little surprised.

“Just because they don’t have it now, doesn’t mean they won’t have it later.”

Andonara thought about it and agreed.

The growth rate of the Golden Sons was so exaggerated that regardless of a freak like Roland, just the Golden Sons she taught and was responsible for turning into Great Swordsmen were already intimidating enough.

They almost progressed half as fast as she did.

It wasn’t that Andonara was self-absorbed and arrogant, but her growth rate was quite amazing after awakening the Hero’s blood, and although it had slowed down a lot now, it could still be described as completely godlike. At this rate, reaching Demigod would be a matter of five to ten years at most.

And at that time, Andonara would probably just be in her early thirties.

Also the higher the level of the professional, the longer their lifespans and the less likely they were to age. By the time she reached Demigod, Andonara would still have the appearance of a young woman and that vitality would remain until she was dead.

“Then after they have the Dragon Meat Reagent, will they turn around and suppress our business?” Andonara was a little worried.

“Don’t worry.” Roland shook his head. “There is a limit to the number of creatures like dragons. And as that number decreases, they’ll be harder to kill. There is even the possibility of offending the two gods, the Dragon God and the Mother of Dragons. That’s why the Dragon Meat Reagent business won’t last long. I have other more permanent businesses in the pipeline.”

“What are those?” Andonara leaned into Roland’s arms, her eyes shining brightly at her man like a young girl who was in love for the first time, pure and delighted. She loved seeing Roland’s swaggering look, which was full of scholarly temperament.

“The teleportation magic array business.” Roland laughed. “When I lower the construction material fee of the teleportation magic array, as well as the individual teleportation fee to a level that is acceptable to the public, I’ll be able to receive handfuls of money till my hands go limp.” Andonara had no perception of just how lucrative it was to collect traffic fees. This couldn’t be helped. After all, she hadn’t seen anything like it or had any concept of it, but that didn’t stop her from trusting Roland.

“How much more money can that be?”

“A conservative estimate is that once the teleportation magic array is spread around the world, the fee collected from each person in a single day alone can exceed the tax revenue of the Hollevin royal family for more than five

years.”

This was still the lower end of the spectrum. Andonara’s eyes widened. “That’s impressive.”

She didn’t think she could be surprised by anything anymore after becoming a Legend, but she was now still taken aback by the prospects of Roland’s businesses.

Her man was so powerful!

Whether it was knowledge, combat power, or even the ability to make money… and being so handsome, he was just beyond perfect.

In Andonara’s eyes, Roland’s plain looks were actually well worth a second look-a typical case of beauty being in the eye of the beholder.

Such a perfect male was her man, and she smiled as she wrapped her arms around Roland’s waist and clung to it, her sweet breath coming through in a way that could be cloying. Two days later, Roland brought Andonara to the city of Sisilia.

The city had gone through certain things before, and while it was now restoring its former prosperity, it was still far from its heyday.

The population was already less than half of what it was. But this was, after all, a major trade traffic route, and with a few dozen or tens of dozens of years, it would surely be able to return to its previous prosperous state.

Roland found the members of Cornucopia in the appointed tavern.

Eighteen players above level five, none of whom were Master.

The highest was only level eight.

Looking at this group of men and women, Roland sighed.

He understood that he was still tricked in a small way.

The group of players all stood up when they saw Roland and Andonara, and the captain… or team commander took the initiative to come forward, saying, “Thank you, Almighty Roland and Lady Andonara, for coming to guide us. I’m the deputy commander, Bacon.”

The man smiled cordially and even vaguely humbled himself.

“Deputy commander?” Roland froze for a moment. “The real commander hasn’t arrived

yet?”

Bacon pointed at Roland with a smile on his face.

“Oh!” Roland understood as he sat down on the table and asked, “In reality, you guys didn’t find an injured black dragon, but took an epic quest to eliminate a black dragon, right? Then you guys couldn’t beat it, so you found a way to ask me to come and take you guys, right?”

Bacon gave a thumbs up. “As expected of the strongest Master Mage. Impressive.” Indeed… This was Charles’ idea.

Someone from their Cornucopia had received the epic quest to eliminate the black dragon, with a recommended level of level ten, and a recommended number of twenty people.

Logically, this was a situation that would require at least a team of level tens.

However, the highest in Cornucopia was now level eight, and since they had been “exterminated” the last time, Charles had learned from his mistakes and started to think of ways to raise the average strength of all the guild members.

However, It took time to catch up with the levels of the first-rate combat players, and even with a large number of resources put toward their advancement, it would be hard for them to keep up with the first-rate players. They could only slowly progress. Recently a member of the guild received this epic quest, and normally, they would need to get a lot of outside help.

However, epic quests were known for giving large amounts of EXP, and if they let a lot of outside help in, while the quest could be completed, their guild could at best let two or three newbies take advantage of the EXP.

Was there a coattail that they could ride on which allowed large numbers of guild members to participate and could take out the black dragon?

With this thought in mind, the shameless couple Roland and Andonara came into Charles’ line of sight.

At the same time, he had a set of words ready to say; it would hide the fact that they had received an epic quest as they didn’t want Roland to share in a large amount of EXP, and ask Roland to take out the black dragon while still buying the recipe for the Dragon Meat Reagent.

Three birds with one stone!

This deliberate plan almost succeeded.

Pity! Once Roland took a look at the level of the people sent by Cornucopia, he guessed that these people must have received an epic quest.

“Can you share the epic quest with me?”

Bacon smiled and nodded. “Of course!”

“Don’t you have to ask your chairman?” “No, I can make the decision.” Bacon shrugged.

Charles had instructed him a day before, saying that if Roland guessed that they had an epic quest on their hands, he should pull him in straight away, lest he upset Roland who’d just give up helping them.

He already made a back-up plan for that.

Half a minute later, Roland received the quest shared by Bacon.

Crusade Against the Black Dragon: an evil black dragon is hiding in the northern mountains of Sisilia, and it seems to be guarding something. Drive it away or kill it, and find out why it is hiding there.

This seemed to be a quest series-no wonder Cornucopia wanted to hide it. If done in one go, it was estimated that more than half a dozen people could reach level ten, and then they would be able to catch up to the majority of players and some could even surpass them and become quasi-first tier combat players.

With a large number of high-level combatants, Cornucopia would have much more confidence.

Roland looked at the quest and smiled.

He didn’t expect that he would be able to dabble in an epic quest series. He could take a large share of the rewards of slaying the dragon and the purchase fee for the recipe of the Dragon Meat Reagent. Although Charles was not very likable, he was a Child of Wealth.

“Quest received.” Roland looked at Bacon happily. “When do we leave?”

“Don’t we need to work out a strategy?”

“Do we need to?” Roland was a little surprised. “Wouldn’t Andonara charge ahead, and then you guys hide behind and wait for the quest to be completed?”

Although Roland’s words were quite correct, the players of Cornucopia still took a ton of psychological blows. A day later, several illumination orbs lit up the dragon cave as brightly as daylight. The huge black dragon slumped to the ground, its head torn off, landing more than twenty meters in front of its body.

A large amount of dragon blood gurgled out of its neck.

A dozen players stood by the severed neck, desperately trying to fill their Backpacks with dragon blood. Everyone’s Backpacks were almost full, and the dragon blood was just about drained, turning from a fountain to a dripping faucet.

The reality was just as Roland had said!

The people of Cornucopia just hid in the back and watched.

Even Roland was watching from the sidelines.

Although this black dragon was huge, it was nowhere near as strong as the white dragon of the Spatial Magic Tower.

Andonara hadn’t even used a third of her strength to decapitate it.

Now she was standing gallantly on the dragon’s back.

A bunch of players from Cornucopia were looking at her with adoring gazes from time to time.

In particular, a few female players had enthusiasm and fervor almost bursting out of their eyes, making one even wonder if they had a preference for girls.

And all the while Roland was strolling around in the dragon cave.

He had no interest in the dragon’s corpse.

Cornucopia would send his share to Delpon afterward. He was looking to see if there was something special here. Because according to the description of the quest, this black dragon was guarding something

After strolling around, he found nothing unusual.

Not even a pile of the dragon’s favorite, shiny little gold coins was found.

This wasn’t right.

If it couldn’t be found, then it was probably hidden.

Roland closed his eyes and opened his mental field. Invisible mental threads squeezed inside the rocky walls of the cave.

They even penetrated deep into the soil, about ten meters or so.

Then, he found something odd, as expected.

There was a large space in the innermost soil of the cave that appeared to be “empty.”

There was no magic reaction, and the mental threads couldn’t get in either.

There had to be something odd about this.

Roland walked over and began using Rock to Mud to strip the rocky walls of the cave.

Andonara immediately leaped off the back of the dragon corpse and stood behind Roland, protecting him.

Roland’s spellcasting speed was fast.

It didn’t take long to peel away the abnormal rock wall.

Then a hollow appeared in front of them.

The players of Cornucopia also gathered.

Bacon couldn’t help but whistle. “What’s this?”

In front of them was a huge, pure stone circle.

It was about five meters high, with the lower part of the circle buried in the earth.

And on this stone circle, there were some peculiar scripts.

“Unhindered Communication!”

Roland cast this spell on himself, and after a moment, he could read what the scripts on it meant.

“Interspatial fixed-point teleportation magic gate!”

The crowd was a little surprised. Roland frowned. “This is the script from the Realm of Devils.”

Then at the bottom of the circle, he also found a sentence in a very small print and read it softly

“This magic array was made by the Ninth Demon God Paimon. If anyone reads this text, this magic array will activate immediately.”

Huh?

Roland froze for a moment, and then cried out in surprise, “Wait, divination spells can also work like this?”

The magic gate started to glow!