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Roland knew that Cross¡¯s death would cause certain repercussions in Delbon City.
But he was wrong, not that it caused a certain response, but that the response was huge, even to a certain extent, even more incredible than the feats of Hawke and Link.
The reason is very simple. Although Cross is still just a magic apprentice, he is still young and has a high possibility of becoming an official mage in the future.
Secondly, Cross is also a member of the Magic Tower. He is a direct descendant of Roland. Especially now that Aldo obviously doesn¡¯t want to be a director anymore, Roland is the leader of the Magic Tower.
Cross, who is also very good at contacting outside forces, is considered a relatively capable person and should be "loved" by Roland.
But I didn¡¯t expect that Roland would actually kill Cross himself.
Is it because Cross (female gangster) killed more than a dozen untouchable girls?
Almost everyone with some influence thinks Roland is crazy.
A promising future spellcaster, his right-hand man, was actually frozen into an ice sculpture just because he killed a few untouchable girls, showing no mercy at all.
This kind of "daring killing" chills all the nobles.
If they can still understand the madness of Hawke and Lindo, after all, they are killing outsiders.
It was the first time for them to see someone like Roland directly attacking his future capable person.
I'm sick!
John feels the same way. He banged the table in his study room and said angrily: "I was just telling you that in the past few months, there were always beggars wandering outside my door. It turned out that that kid suspected that I was the real murderer. Damn it, he looks down on me so much. Am I the kind of person who would be interested in an ugly pariah girl?"
Across the way, John¡¯s sister was rolling on the bench with laughter.
John is the kind of person who is very proud. He believes that a girl who is worthy of him must be beautiful, and must also have a noble status. He felt like the family's honor had been tarnished just by touching their hair.
The girl who finally stopped laughing sat up straight and said: "I think their golden sons are quite interesting. They don't seem to regard us as nobles. I have met the one named Beta several times, and I have a strange feeling. . Call him proud, but he can play happily and energetically with the common people. Call him not proud. When he spoke in front of me, he was not timid at all, and he even dared to laugh at my dressing sense. "
"I also think your combination doesn't look good." John said helplessly: "How can you wear a black long-sleeved dress on the upper body and a light green casual dress on the lower body? It looks weird."
"As long as I like it, it's not yours to wear."
"Okay, as you like." John had a helpless attitude toward his sister: "Are you really going to the royal city?"
"Yes, I plan to visit the Aristotle family. After all, Joanna and I made an appointment half a year ago."
John looked out the window and said casually: "It's also a good idea to contact Aristotle. Their devil training technology is quite powerful. If you can get some magic knowledge out, you can make a lot of money."
"Very difficult."
"Yes, it's difficult." John sighed longly: "Beta should also go to the royal city."
"How do you know?" the girl subconsciously said.
Then she saw her brother¡¯s strange look and immediately covered her face with her hands in shame.
I see!
Damn it, these golden sons are so annoying. They either steal the limelight from themselves, or treat themselves as hungry perverts, and now they have stolen their lovely sister.
He has even thought that a golden son named Beta would appear in front of him half a year or a year later with his sister in his arms and said with an expression that he wanted to be beaten: "Your sister tastes like donuts."
Damn it, I really want to hit someone.
Seeing the eldest brother looking weird, the girl held her face in her hands and ran away.
After heaving a sigh of relief, John called the butler and said, "Prepare four invitations for me to give to the four golden sons in the city. Be sure to talk to them with respect and tell them that I hope they can be here tonight." Come to my castle as a guest. This is a private banquet. No one else will attend except the five of us. We will discuss the future stability of Delbon City."
The butler immediately bowed and left.
At this time, Roland was browsing the forum. He had uploaded the follow-up video of the girl¡¯s disappearance to the forum yesterday, which really caused a stir.Wave of heat.
And now, he is looking at a post posted by a player named ¡®Karl¡¯.
"Let's change this decadent and backward world"
The general idea is that the players form a group, occupy an ownerless land, take in displaced civilians, buy slaves to form a small country, adopt the system of today's modern society, abolish slavery, aristocracy and other unreasonable systems, and bring everyone together The idea of ??equality spreads.
This post is already the most popular post, and it was even highlighted by the forum moderator.
The players in this post are divided into three groups.
The first group is the support group. They think this idea is great and are already excitedly discussing how to start the first step of the plan.
The second faction is naturally the opposition, and the reasons for their opposition are all kinds of strange.
Some people just want to experience the backward original ecological system, and some want to study such a system and don't want it to disappear. Others simply want to enjoy the 'higher' life under slavery. After all, professionals do have more status, especially spellcasters.
Some people simply think that the person who proposed this plan is crazy for wanting to gain power.
The third faction is the censorship faction. They said that if the player's power is too strong, they will help the NPC. If the player's power is too weak, they will naturally unite together.
As soon as the words of this talented person came out, they were immediately ridiculed by the crowd: "Do you think you are a descendant of the Mohist family?"
Roland frowned and read most of the reply posts, and then left four enlarged and blackened Song fonts for himself.
¡®The time has not come yet! ¡¯
After closing the forum, Roland went to the swordsmanship hall. While eating breakfast, the Qi family brother and sister looked at him frequently with strange expressions.
After breakfast, Qi Shaoqiu called Roland to the open space behind the greenhouse, and he took out a cigarette and lit it.
Mornings in the south are very hot, but Qi Shaoqiu's words are a bit chilly: "Did you see blood yesterday?"
Roland was stunned: "What kind of blood?"
"I feel a bit murderous in you." Qi Shaoqiu's expression was very serious, and with the rising blue smoke marks, he looked stern: "I'm teaching you sword skills, not to let you show off your strength and fight with evil. Please tell me carefully. , what did you do yesterday?"
Murder it turns out.
Roland thought of Cross.
¡°I don¡¯t know how to say it, but I can only tell you that I didn¡¯t do anything illegal.¡±
Qi Shaoqiu looked at Roland and was stunned for a while, then smiled and said: "You haven't done anything illegal, but you can still develop a trace of murderous intent? I know what's going on. No wonder Jin Wenwen, that girl, will find a way Block you. In this case, I will ask my little sister to teach you Taoist health techniques." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com