The atmosphere was a little dull at this time.

Fan Liuyi looked at him for a while and smiled helplessly: "It seems that I am abrupt, sorry."

Then he got up and twisted his waist and left.

The bard left with Fan Liuyi. Before leaving, he glared at Beta fiercely.

After both of them left, Beta asked curiously: "Why don't you refuse more tactfully, maybe you can become friends with her."

"It's boring, I'm destined to be a person from two worlds." Roland smiled and asked, "What's going on in the guild that you're leaving?"

Beta said happily: "I've been promoted to lv5."

Roland was stunned for a moment: "So fast?"

"I have done more tasks recently." As he spoke, Beta's expression was even a little excited: "I, a god-born nobleman, have three branches, but no matter which branch, I can contract five round table knights as subordinates. Their overall strength growth will be strengthened, and they must play NPC, but players cannot."

"It feels like a contract summoning beast?" Roland asked.

Beta thought for a while and nodded, "It's true. But for my round table knights, each of them can contract five second-rank knights. Then, the second-rank knights, and the second-rank knights can contract five more apprentices."

"Wait!" Roland was stunned, his expression a little strange: "Why do I listen to your profession like a pyramid scheme leader?"

He was quite proud of his hands, and Beta smiled: "So this is the correct way to open a hidden profession."

There are indeed many ways to play this game. Roland smiled bitterly: "I want to delete the account and practice a god-born noble again. I can also pick up money and have a large number of subordinates. I will calculate it, that is, a complete god-born noble can have 130 subordinates. And they are all strengthened professionals?"

"According to the professional expertise I see now, this is the case." Beta took a sip of fruit wine.

Roland scratched his head: "So you left Delbon to find your own Knight of the Round Table?"

Beta nodded: "Well, find some people with stronger growth and better personalities to become my knights. You can't choose some people casually."

The reason is that this principle is not wrong.

Although Roland was a little worried that Beta was young and could easily be deceived when going out, it would not be a big loss if he was cheated in the game, so it was not a bad thing to let him go and make a breakthrough alone.

So Roland asked, "When will we set out?"

"Tomorrow." Beta thought for a while and said, "I will buy some carriages to bring Lisa. As for my house, I will give it to you, Brother Roland."

"I'll take care of you." Roland didn't want to pick up others' cheapness: "It's very comfortable and convenient to live in the magic tower myself."

"Anyway, it's up to you." Beta didn't care.

Both of them are the kind of people who don’t care much about their friends. The house can sell several gold coins, but neither of them takes it seriously.

Of course... if they were outsiders, they would calculate the money well.

The two of them clinked their glasses and drank some fruit wine. As time passed, the unconscious drinkers gradually woke up.

A group of people were trying to find the unpretentious dancer, and they all said they wanted to marry her as their wife. As a result, they were dissatisfied with each other and soon started fighting each other, and the scene was in chaos.

But no matter how chaotic the people were, they remained rational enough to not dare to 'fight' in the direction of Roland and Beta.

Beta was so dizzy that he was picked up by his little maid Lisa.

Just as Roland was about to pay, Gru walked over.

He respectfully placed a few pieces of parchment in front of Roland and said, "This is the news we have investigated during this period. I can't guarantee that everything is right, but we at least tried our best."

"Go to the secret room last time."

Two minutes later, Roland sat on a chair in the secret room, looking at the parchment in his hand.

The more he looked, the more his brows frowned, and finally asked, "The information about the Belly Snake Gang isn't it wrong?"

Gru bent over and said with a wry smile: "The belly snake gang is our opponent. We know them better than themselves. I have personally reviewed this information, so it is impossible to be wrong."

The Belly Snake Gang is a small gang that kidnapped Lisa's family and was later destroyed by Bud.

"I really didn't expect it." Roland murmured softly.

Then his hand shook, and a cluster of flames rose up on his fingertips, burning several sheets of parchment to ashes.

"You prepare and send a dozen children over here. I will choose one or two with the best qualifications, or two or three as magic apprentices." Roland stood up: "After all, this is what we agreed on."

Gru had a long sigh of relief at first. He had been worried that Roland would not be satisfied with the information. Now he was relieved of his heart. He immediately responded with a smile: "Please rest assured, you, we will definitely arrange this matter within three days."

Roland thought for a while and said, "In addition, our teaching is a bit strict, and there may be slight corporal punishment. I hope you don't care."

Hearing this, Gru's eyes shone brightly: "Your Excellency, don't say that. If the children can't learn well, you can just beat them, and you can beat them hard, and it doesn't matter if you beat them to death."

Gru's words were not slander, but that they really thought so.

In this world, the opportunity to get guidance from a formal magician is very small. If there is such a good opportunity in front of you but you don’t cherish it and let the opportunity be left away from your hands, what else can you keep such an idiot if you don’t kill him?

Become a rice worm?

Looking at Gru's fierce expression, Roland sighed a little.

He remembered that when he was just in the first grade of elementary school, his father took him to school. When he saw the head teacher, he said, "Teacher, I'll trouble you with my child. If he doesn't obey and beat him hard, as long as he doesn't beat him to death, it doesn't matter if he breaks his legs. At most, it'll be fine if he keeps him for two or three months."

Roland still remembers his father's serious expression at that time, and he doesn't want to scare the children or joke.

Most of the older generation think that it is natural for teachers to corporally punish disobedient students.

Unlike now, if a teacher scolds a lot of students, he will be criticized online.

Returning to the Magic Tower from the Gray Sand Tavern, Roland leaned on his chair and recalled the contents of a few parchment papers. Many of the originally confused areas were also cheerful.

He has initially locked in some people, and the next step is to verify it.

But the more this happens, the more low-key Roland is, and he doesn't talk about the disappearance of the girl, as if the case has been closed.

Then devote yourself to the magic experiment.

Time passed quickly, and another two months passed.

Roland, who was a little disheveled, walked out of the magic laboratory. The derivative magic of teleportation technique was difficult and there was no progress. He hadn't eaten in two days.

If the professionals were not physically stronger than ordinary people, they would not be able to stand it.

Just as he was eating voraciously, Vivian suddenly came up and said, "Vice President, a monster like a strong orc came outside, saying that he wanted to see you."

Hawke is here!
Chapter completed!