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Chapter 463: Magicians have to rely on their strength to speak for themselves

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    Not to mention the two noble mages involved, the seven mages watching the show in the main hall subconsciously felt their scalps go numb when they heard Roland's words.

    If the conversation between Beta and the two noble mages was just arrogant and tough, then Roland gave people the impression of being cold and arrogant.

    Very proud and sarcastic

    It¡¯s like looking at two giant slugs.

    It¡¯s so disgusting to see.

    Not to mention the two noble mages involved, even the seven magicians watching the show felt that Roland had gone too far.

    "To actually look down upon two French nobles so"

    Rewarded to you.

    How tall this is, dare to reprimand the two French aristocratic masters so high.

    You must know that France is the most powerful, richest, and most powerful country in magic (science) and technology in the human world.

    The nobles of France are the real nobles, and the nobles of other countries are just small landowners in the countryside.

    Even the king is a country bumpkin in the eyes of the French nobles.

    This is already a truth recognized by the human world and even the orc world.

    There is no way, the country of France has been strong for hundreds of years, and it is completely the economic, artistic, cultural and military center of the human world. From the founding of the country to the present, it has never lost a war.

    Even if you occasionally lose in a small area, you will always take advantage on the big battlefield.

    Hundreds of years of friction have made the entire human world almost acquiesce in France¡¯s ¡®boss¡¯ status.

    But players don¡¯t.

    After all, the real country where the players are located has been the boss for two to three thousand years. It was weak not long ago, but now it is ready to return to its peak.

    Players are proud of themselves, the Kingdom of France is nothing.

    "Besides, these two nobles will kill someone if they get some water on their bodies. They have no concept of life at all.

    In addition, Roland suffered a lot in France some time ago, and now he is very unhappy when he sees these French nobles.

    The two factors combined, Roland had a very bad impression of the two nobles.

    Naturally, you won¡¯t be polite when speaking.

    Roland was so arrogant that the two nobles were temporarily restrained. The one with wet robes asked with a sullen face, "Where are you from?"

    Although Roland spoke in Holevan, the other party could understand him because there was no barrier to communication.

    But the other party can also hear that he is using the language of another country.

    Hearing the other party ask such a silly question, Roland smiled: "Didn't you hear Beta call me 'brother'? Of course I can barely be considered a Hollevan."

    When they heard that it was the small country of Huolaiwen again, the nobles around them were a little moved, but their expressions were more solemn.

    Because they can feel that Roland's strength is very close to the master level.

    The young man who spoke arrogantly just now came from a small and remote country like Huolaiwen, but he has already surpassed the elite, and the one in front of him is almost a master.

    ¡°Two people in a row, both so young and promising.

    When did such a powerful mage talent appear in a small country?

    Another noble mage said lightly: "You are very talented. Don't you know that all magic towers, whether they are red, purple, colorless, etc these magic holy places, magic masters, at least half of them  The above are from France. How dare you, a small country like Hollevan, talk to us like this?"

    Of the other seven magicians, four looked slightly unhappy and three looked in agreement.

    Roland's lips curled up slightly: "I don't know, and I don't care. Now I just want you to pick up the gold coins. Beta has given you a reward, so you have to carry on it properly."

    Everyone felt a chill rushing from their nostrils to their heads.

    ¡°Does this man have something to rely on, or is he still in a daze?

    ??????????????? The other party has actually darkened the red magic tower. With their backstage, this man actually dares to talk like this?

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? So special.

    This is not a magician, but a warrior wearing the skin of a mage.

    The two aristocratic mages did not dare to answer the conversation. Most mages are, to put it nicely, rational, and to put it harshly, they know how to calculate gains and losses. Especially mages from noble backgrounds know how to calculate gains and losses.

    They have already understood that the stupid Master Qing from the small country in front of them is angry, and even if the two of them join forces, they will not?He was frantically digging at the ice particles, as if he was looking for something.

    "Bilder, Heinlis, what are you doing?"

    The middle-aged magician looked quite unhappy.

    Hearing his shout, the two noble mages were shocked. They looked at the middle-aged mage with aggrieved expressions, but still did not dare to stand up.

    "If you don't stand up yet, what are you talking about if you kneel on the ground?"

    The two noble mages shook their heads vigorously, but still did not dare to move.

    Their eyes were secretly looking at Roland.

    The middle-aged magician looked at Roland, who was standing in front of the two noble mages: "Is it your fault that they are like this?"

    "Nothing." Roland turned around and smiled: "They were just helping me pick up the gold coins that fell on the ground."

    The middle-aged magician's gaze swept across the entire main hall, looking at the layer of frost attached to the entire dormitory. Then his gaze returned to Roland. The expression on his face seemed to soften: "Young man, you are a magic student, right?"  what name?"

    "Roland."

    Roland is already ready to confront this middle-aged magician.

    After all, this person seems to be a relative of these two noble mages.

    But unexpectedly, the middle-aged magician's eyes lit up: "Wait a minute, are you Roland, the Roland of oil and water creation?"

    Roland nodded: "It should be me."

    "Your oil-making technique is very interesting. It is improved from the grease-making technique, allowing magicians at the bottom to make a lot of money with magic. It is very original." The middle-aged magician walked up to Roland, very excited  He said quietly, even dancing a little: "And your water-making technique is also unconstrained, and I can see that the nodes in the water-making technique are perfectly placed. It only uses eight nodes, but it is achieved with very little magic power.  , open a very small space channel, and transport water from other places. Quite a creative idea. Come on, since you are a member of Ruby, our group of teachers heard that you are coming, and they all want to see you.  After all, it has been more than a hundred years since there has been a spell named after the human creator."

    He put his hands on Roland's shoulders: "First come with me to the laboratory in Zhongcheng District. There is a node that I don't quite understand. Come over and explain it to me." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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