Chapter 88 - Buying a Piece of Your Flesh (2/2)

Bard’s was at most of the Elite level attribute growth.

Some basic information could be found on the official website of the game, including the character attributes template level.

According to the information provided by the official website, the cla.s.s templates from low to high were: Normal, Elite, Genius, Commander, Overlord, Demon G.o.d, Divinity.

The players’ overall attribute growth was considerably high. From a certain perspective, they could be considered as mid-level bosses.

At this moment, Roland’s imposing manner was quite terrifying. Bard felt like he was facing a ma.s.sive human-shaped dragon. He swallowed and said in a hurry, “I have no ill intentions.”

“You can leave now. Do so before I break both your legs.” Roland stared at him unwaveringly.

Bard got up and left without hesitation.

Bard left the Magic Tower with the two magic apprentices, his expression sullen. He was very furious and he very much wanted to go back and beat up Roland for boldly frightening him, the son of a great n.o.ble family.

However, he only thought about this… he wouldn’t dare go back.

The magic apprentices following at his side were already frightened to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat.

“Bulls**t,” Bard cursed as he walked. “This Roland’s got problems. What’s the big deal with trying to buy a piece of his flesh with gold coins, did he need to act so murderously? I knew I shouldn’t have come to him.”

Meanwhile, at this moment, Roland was rubbing his forehead. He originally wanted to infuriate Bard, but unexpectedly, Bard infuriated him.

Mainly because Roland felt Bard’s acting was too real, the thirsty expression that emerged from Bard’s eyes—Bard definitely wanted to buy his chrysanthemum¹.

n.o.bles were disgusting creatures, as expected.

I can’t beat you or win in an argument, so I’ll be your “good friend,” is that how things work?

Afterward, Roland discovered that he received a system notification.

“You’ve comprehended ‘Mental Deterrence (specialty)’.”

What? Roland clicked on the details of this specialty.

Mental Deterrence: When you are in the state of casting and in the state of anger, you will launch a psychological attack in a radius of level x10 to all living things, regardless of friend or foe. The success rate is determined by the level difference between the two parties, as well as the difference in resistance. An intelligent living thing that fails to pa.s.s the exemption verification will fall into a state of panic.

Panic: all character attributes decrease by 10%.

This specialty… looked quite impressive, but after Roland pondered it, he found that it wasn’t practical.

Since he had to be casting and infuriated… this didn’t conform to the battle style of mages.

When mages fight, they need to remain calm and cast suitable spells at the right time and place in order to achieve the perfect results.

In a state of fury, a mage with sparking flames in the left hand and a large fireball in the right, shouting out the enemy’s name and crazily bombarding the enemy—there was absolutely no aesthetics in this… Wait, it might seem a little cool.

Perhaps, it would have surprising effects in some special situations.

Obtaining a new specialty was a good thing anyhow. Roland was in a slightly better mood now. He was about to conduct magic derivation experiments, but he received another system notification.

Don’t tell me I learned another specialty.

With these thoughts in mind, however, he discovered that it was Betta who @ him in the guild system.

“Brother Roland, come to my house, there’s something wrong.”

Though there were only a few words, Roland sensed a seriousness in this.