Chapter 280 - You Stay (1/2)

For the average person, divine magic was a gift from the G.o.ds, and outsiders couldn’t learn it.

Whether one was good or evil, many people felt that this was basic common sense.

But as Roland learned more and more magic and increased his own level, he was able to sense more and more things with his mental power.

For example, he could perceive danger and incoming projectiles, but these were just additional effects.

The really powerful benefit about having strong mental power… was that he seemed to be able to feel the tip of the iceberg when another person used magic.

In other words, he had an inkling of the spell model’s circulation route, though it was only a few nodes.

However, this was a breakthrough in progress.

Going from one to nine wasn’t really hard, it was going from zero to one that was hard.

The drow looked at Roland, was silent for a moment, and said, “Sir, we are using divine magic, not magic.”

“It doesn’t matter if it’s divine magic, as long as you use it more often,” Roland said with a smile. “Don’t worry, if I am sure I have no way to learn it, I will also let you go.”

The three drows were all relieved.

Then they took turns using Sound Barrier at Roland’s request.

At any given time, Roland could only capture a few nodes, but he was in no hurry and recorded every node he captured, using the notepad that came with the system.

The three drows didn’t have much magic power. Each of them would run out of mana after casting Sound Barrier three to four times, and in less than half a day, Roland had drained them of their magic power.

Looking at the three dispirited drows, Roland said with a smile, “Come stay in my small house, I have enough food, and take your time to recover your magic power. I’m in no hurry.”

The three drows looked at Roland’s smile, and for some reason, they had the impression of seeing a demon.

Next, the three drows ate and slept, slept and ate, and in between, they cast Sound Barrier a few times during the day—they were being raised as pigs.

Roland’s Backpack had a lot of food and rations stored inside. After all, there was nothing worth storing for him, so he subconsciously stuffed a lot of dry food into it, purely as a kind of obsessive compulsion, always wanting to fill it up.

Unexpectedly, a large number of rations actually came in handy in this situation.

For the past ten days or so, all three drows had been well-behaved.

One aspect of this was that Roland was indeed stronger than them.

Drows were a very practical race that wors.h.i.+ped power, and when they were defeated, they wouldn’t act recklessly if they didn’t have a chance of winning.

Another aspect was that the rations that Roland took out were a real pleasure for them to eat.

Roland had always thought that the drows had an abundance of food; after all, the books didn’t talk about it.

But in reality, this prairie where he was now had little food production.

There were also very few animals; there were only birds, insects, and other small creatures.

The kingdom of drows was built underground, and there was even less food underground, most of which was in the hands of the big shots.

This was why the majority of the time, the hungry drows would venture to the surface for food.

The rations that Roland gave were all meat… It was a rare treat for the drows. To them, even rations were still a delicacy and quite filling.

This was why they had no intention of running.

Instead, they tried even harder to seduce Roland, wanting to stay by his side.

However, Roland was unmoved.