Chapter 74 - A Foolish Wastrel Student (1/2)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“What should a qualified spellcaster do?”
This didn’t mean that Roland would act according to what the other party said. He was simply curious as to how a qualified spellcaster in this game’s world should behave.
John laughed candidly. “A qualified spellcaster naturally establishes his own networks and organization. And this is inevitably linked to the support of n.o.bles.”
“Can you explain in more detail?” Roland gestured for him to continue. “You also know that we Golden Sons come from another dimension, which has extremely different social customs compared to yours.”
“n.o.bles and official Mages have a relations.h.i.+p that can’t be clearly explained.” John leaned back slightly in the chair and said, “Official Mages are inseparable from the support of n.o.bles, while n.o.bles also need help from official Mages—their relations.h.i.+p is just like fish and water.”
“Who’s the fish and who’s the water?” Roland asked smilingly.
John was startled for a moment, then shrugged helplessly. “Is it necessary to distinguish them so clearly?”
“Of course it is.”
The room went silent for a while. In the end, John stood up and said with a bitter smile, “Mr. Roland seems to have some opinion of me?”
“Perhaps I have an opinion of all the n.o.bles in this city!” Roland started to laugh lightly. “It’s just a community problem, it has nothing to do with you.”
“Mr. Roland, it’s very easy to walk down a narrow path by being so unyielding.”
Roland snickered. “That’s not a problem. At worst, I’ll just move to another city to continue learning magic. In this world, the proportion of n.o.bles definitely doesn’t surpa.s.s five percent.”
John’s expression changed subtly. “Are you Golden Sons all so unyielding?”
“No, actually the majority of us have quite pleasant personalities.” A keen light reflected off of Roland’s eyes. “It’s just that we frown upon some affairs and issues, yet we can’t find a chance to vent our feelings.”
Having spoken to such an extent, there was no need to talk any further.
John still acted very sophisticatedly. He even patiently made a few remarks for the purpose of social etiquette and then left the magic tower.
After a short while, Vivian knocked on the door and walked in.
The young girl wore a somewhat worried expression. She stood next to Roland and said, “John is the son of the mayor. Deputy Chairman, you might be in danger now that you’ve offended him.”
“Don’t worry, if it influences the interests of the magic tower, I’ll leave on my own accord,” Roland said indifferently.
Vivian was truly worried now. She waved her hand forcefully. “Deputy Chairman, that’s not what I mean, I’m simply worried for you!”
“I know,” Roland replied in a soft voice. His expression certainly didn’t have any trace of anger or impatience.
Vivian sized him up carefully, making sure he really wasn’t angry. Then, she was finally relieved.
Soon after, she asked somewhat curiously, “Deputy Chairman, why don’t you like Mr. John? He is a good man rarely seen amongst the n.o.bles, he also treats commoners very well!”
“Very well?” Roland asked in a calm voice. “Very well, how?”
“He won’t randomly bully commoners, and occasionally when he sees commoners in dire straits, he’ll also lend a helping hand. This is quite rare.”
“Hehe!”
Roland snickered, the corner of his lips curved up into a contemptuous smile. “He’s the son of the mayor, in other words, this city will be his in the future, isn’t that right?”