Chapter 173 - Cause (1/2)

The room fell into silence.

After a brief pause, Roland said casually, “Although I’m not Schuck, as far as I know, it would be like slapping him in the face, throwing some cash to him and saying ‘go take that money.’ Someone would be brutalized they he told Schuck that to his face.”

Hawk opened his hands helplessly. “I’m just a messenger. Don’t be angry with me.”

Roland thought for a moment and asked, “Who is this chairman of Moon Shadow?”

“He’s from a rich family based in a central city on the sh.o.r.eline, and he’s willing to pay in games.” Hawk smiled. “Of course, he’s good at making money too. Most importantly, he’s kind of a tyrant, if you know what I mean.”

“A tyrant?” Roland found it amusing. “All right, got it. You can go now and tell him that Schuck said no.”

“You’re speaking for Schuck?” Hawk felt a headache coming on. “Besides, we’re friends anyway. Is it appropriate for you to just kick me away?”

“How can I entertain you as a friend after you forwarded that to me?” said Roland.

Hawk sighed and left.

They weren’t familiar with each other anyway and only became friends because of the dungeon quest and the battle at the dock.

However, Hawk estranged himself from Roland for the interests of his guild before they could get closer.

Now, the two of them were only acquaintances with a subtle relations.h.i.+p.

After Hawk left, Roland immediately pinged Schuck in the guild channel and said, “The chairman of Moon Shadow offers a thousand gold coins or fifteen million yuan for your dragon knight contract.”

Schuck soon replied, “What’s his problem? As a Saint Samurai, I earn twenty gold coins each month, and I have subsidies for high/low temperature and equipment maintenance. I make at least thirty gold coins every month. Does he really think I’ve never seen money?”

Roland said, “Hehe. He probably thought that the six people of F6 were all b.u.mpkins.”

“Seven!” Betta suddenly interjected.

At this point, the other members of F6 all typed ellipses in the guild channel to show that they were reading.

Roland said again, “Hawk said that that guy is some sort of tyrant.”

Then, the guild channel became lively.

Li Lin: “Tyrant? I like playing with tyrants the most.”

Raffel: “From the sound of that, we’re going to do what we did again, aren’t we?”

Brazil: “That’s great news. I happen to be bored.”

Husseret: “I’ll gather intelligence first. I’ll send a rendezvous point to you after I confirm everything.”

Roland: “It’s settled then. I’m otherwise occupied. Talk to you later.”

At this point, Betta sent a long series of dots in the channel, as if he were speechless.

Exiting the guild channel, Roland went to the second floor and taught the magic apprentices the key points to Spell Puppet and its derivative spells.

Bard was among the listeners. He was rather stunned.

Leaving the derivative spells aside, Roland’s perspective on magic was very unique and different from what he knew. He benefited a lot from it.

After a simple theoretical cla.s.s, Roland was about to resume his magic experiments, when Serrari came to him.

To be honest, she was waiting for him outside of the Magic Tower.

When Roland went downstairs, he saw Serrari standing in the square charmingly.