Chapter 466 - Fateful Encounter (1/2)

Chapter 466 Fateful Encounter

Previously, Roland was only famous.

Everybody in the Red Magic Tower knew him as nothing more than “an innovative high-spirited young man.”

After all, the oil-making and fire-making spells were both life spells.

But strength was too important in this world. Those life spells could help the Mages make extra money, but such spells could never be the mainstream, because however much money one earned, he might lose it to anyone who was stronger than himself.

The Great Elder personally admitted him into the Red Magic Tower only because he thought highly of Roland’s creativity and believed that he would be a qualified a.s.sistant to a Master Mage in creative experiments.

None of the leaders of the Red Magic Tower paid any attention to Roland’s strength. They didn’t even bother to.

That was why they simply decided that Roland would be the monitor before they tried to establish their authority by teaching him a lesson.

Carrot plus stick was a very common strategy.

Unfortunately, things didn’t work out as planned.

After Triton and Montasisa returned to the campus and told others of Roland’s performance, the whole thing spread.

“Great Elder, based on Triton’s statement, Roland must be in possession of a new fireball spell that can compress magic power.” Standing behind a desk, an old man spoke with his hands in his sleeves. “I think it’s necessary that we take the model for this spell.”

“Why do you think we have any claim to it?” The Great Elder leaned back against the chair and asked back, “Are we going to rob him?”

The standing Mage said casually, “That will be the last resort. We can promise him enough interests, such as money, beauties, or an ident.i.ty that befits him. I don’t think many young men can resist such temptations.”

The Great Elder asked with a smile, “Are you very interested in this spell model?”

“Don’t tell me that you aren’t!” The standing Mage snorted. “That Inferior Fireball was very powerful. Since it’s already so destructive when Roland isn’t even a Master yet, if we are to cast the same spell, it will be much faster and more powerful. It can be used to turn things around for us in emergencies.”

The Great Elder nodded. “I understand too. But I heard that the G.o.ddess of Magic received a similar spell model more than a year ago, but she recalled it half a day after releasing it. I don’t really know why.”

“Don’t bother Mystra. It was only because of luck that she gathered her G.o.dhood. If we had been born earlier, we might’ve achieved the same.”

Alfred thought for a moment and said, “I know that many of you are interested in the spell, but the Red Magic Tower has boundaries. Try to persuade Roland to submit the spell model. You can give him money, beauties, or whatever it takes.”

“There will be a lot of things that I can do after you say that.” The standing Mage smiled. “I’ll bring good news to you in three to seven days.”

The Great Elder chuckled.

He more and more felt that it was the right decision to invite Roland to the Red Magic Tower, though it was against the rules.

For his part, Roland finally found some workers after wandering in the west district for a while. He paid the advance fees and asked them to repair the main hall of the dormitory building.

Then, he took the workers to the dormitory building in the east district. While the workers did their job, he stopped a student who returned from the middle district and asked, “My friend, have you found the campus?”

Slightly nervous, the student nodded hard. “Yes, we have. It’s the biggest and tallest white building with a white dome at the center of the middle district. Right, monitor, do you want to hire or buy a manor in the east district? I’m told that a small manor is being auctioned to our northeast.”

“Thank you.” Roland expressed his grat.i.tude to the student.

Then, he found the manor that was being auctioned.

This was very common in the Red Magic Tower.

Some students would buy a manor when they came to the school, and sell it after they graduated.

A bunch of people had gathered at the gate of the manor. All of them were Mages in magic robes.

Two a.s.sistants in black clothes were shouting on the stage, “175 gold coins, first time.”

At this moment, someone cried from the crowd, “The Satchels from Fareins, 200 gold coins!”

Before he finished, another man raised his hand and shouted, “The Bushes from Fareins, 210 gold coins!”

“The Romfields from Fareins, 225 gold coins!”

Roland gasped as he heard the unbelievable biddings.

He had thought that he was a rich person, but there was obviously a gap between him and the descendants of the real rich families.

Fareins deserved to be the biggest country in the world. The wealthy people here were truly remarkable.

Looking at the three hundred gold coins in his system backpack, Roland shook his head and walked away helplessly.

He really didn’t want to live in a dormitory, because the limited s.p.a.ce would be inconvenient for his magic experiments.

However, if a small manor in the east district was already so expensive, the prices in the middle district must be even higher.

So, should he try his luck in the west district?

Roland came to the west district and asked for intelligence in a tavern.

Because he was wearing a magic robe and Mages were respected in the Red Magic Tower, many customers in the tavern answered his questions enthusiastically.

“Simon the Gambler is selling his land, but it’s too expensive. The bigshots are unwilling to live in the west district, and the poor people like us can’t afford it.”

Based on the intelligence he acquired from the tavern, Roland found Simon, who was having a great time in a casino.