Chapter 471 - Catgirls Will Never Be Slaves (1/2)

The founder of the Red Magic Tower wasn’t from Fareins. At first, there were an equal number of people from all countries in this place, but as time went by, more and more Mages from Fareins came here, and they took up more than forty percent of the population at this moment.

Only two in the Council of Elders weren’t from Fareins.

To some extent, the Red Magic Tower was the Fareins a.s.sociation of Mages’ oversea branch.

Therefore, it was not unusual that the Council of Elders fought for Fareins’ interests.

It was also an unspoken mutual understanding of the leaders.h.i.+p of the Red Magic Tower.

Alfred thought for a moment and said, “Let’s not rush into anything yet. After all, Roland will stay with us for a long time. Let’s observe his personality first. Meantime, I’ve had someone go to Hollevin to collect his intelligence. If he turns out to be a decent man, it isn’t a problem for us to invite him to join Fareins. Too many n.o.bles from other countries want to join Fareins but are refused. Do you think he can turn down our offer?”

Murphy smiled and realized that Alfred had a point.

Indeed, there was no need to rush into anything.

Both Roland and Betta were already stuck in the Red Magic Tower for now.

Murphy left the Council of Elders and prepared the ten level-three spells he was to offer.

At the same time, Roland was in the middle of some trouble.

An orc Mage whose face was swollen was standing before him.

He looked quite gloomy. “Monitor, I’ve come to ask for your protection.”

Huh?

After a brief daze, Roland looked around and said in a low voice, “Let’s talk outside. We don’t want to cause too much noise here.”

The two of them came to the tree behind the library.

The scorching sunlight pa.s.sed through the gaps between branches, leaving spots of light on them that moved along with the wind.

Roland observed the orc before him.

The orc had green skin and sharp fangs, as expected of most orcs.

He was very brawny. Roland was much shorter and thinner than him.

Orcs tended to despise races that were weaker than themselves, but this one dare not show any disrespect to Roland, not after Roland blew up the main hall of the dormitory building and beat up the elites from the Meteorite Cla.s.s. Everybody in the Ruby Cla.s.s now regarded Roland as the real monitor.

Besides, Roland treated everybody fairly and answered anyone’s questions as long as he had time.

More importantly, Roland had been fair in the library permissions.

Everybody had been given the same amount of time to study and copy books in the library.

As for Roland himself, he had the right to visit the library freely.

Sizing up the orc, Roland asked, “It seems that you were beaten up. What happened?”

The orc had a rather bizarre look, but Roland had seen creatures that were much more bizarre in movies such as Predator or Aliens.

Besides, hideous as the orc might be, he was still better-looking than the giant spiders that Roland met.

The orc said helplessly, “It would be fine if I was only beaten up, but I don’t think it’s fair that my time to study in the library is taken by someone else when you’ve given everybody in our cla.s.s the same amount of time!”

“Huh?” Roland asked back curiously. “You’re the only one who was robbed?”

“No.” The orc shook his head. “The elves, the dwarves, and the human beings from other countries are all victims. The students from Fareins join their hands to rob us of our time.”

After a brief daze, Roland asked, “How many natives of Fareins are there in our cla.s.s?”

“They take up more than half of the cla.s.s.”

Roland smiled and said, “You can go back now. I’ll take care of it tomorrow.”

On the next day, after Triton finished his teaching of basic magic theories, while the students were still in the cla.s.sroom, Roland blocked the door and said, “Guys, please wait a moment. There’s something that I would like to say.”

Everybody in the Ruby Cla.s.s looked at Roland.

Betta looked at Roland in surprise too. Same as Roland, he spent most of his time in the library, and he didn’t know what happened in the cla.s.s at all.

Roland looked around in the cla.s.sroom. “Last night, I learned that some of you are ganging up against other students and stopping them from going to the library.”

Half of the students looked at Roland, frowning, and the other half all seemed delighted.

Finally, someone had shown up to defend them.

“To be honest, I don’t really want to be involved in this. It’s really a waste of time. I didn’t want to be a monitor either, and the Great Elder simply gave the job to me.” Roland gazed at the students from Fareins and said, “However, since I am the monitor now, I have to ensure fairness. Because of the Council of Elders’ permission, I can enter the library freely, but the time to study in the library for each cla.s.s is limited every day. I’ve been trying to be fair, but certain people are simply greedy and insatiable. They’re taking advantage of the weaker students.

“You’re giving me a hard time by doing that.”

There was vague hatred and disdain in Roland’s voice.

Couldn’t you let me study my magic? All the fuss you cause is wasting my time.

At this moment, someone from Fareins shouted, “Roland, we don’t mean to challenge you; we’re only taking measures against some humble orcs.”

Roland snorted. “Do you take me for a fool? I was the one who set up the rules. By breaking the rules, you’re disrespecting me and slapping my face, but you claim that you don’t mean to challenge me? Is that supposed to be funny?”

All the students from Fareins instantly put on an awful expression.

The other students grew happier and happier.