Chapter 534 - Magic Bri… Grapes (2/2)

There were already a lot of luxurious carriages parked there. The venue was closely protected by soldiers sent by Fauci, who surrounded the perimeter of the banquet with around four hundred men.

As soon as Roland got off, the sharp-eyed Fauci saw him and immediately shouted, “The mayor has arrived, everyone, be quiet.” The clamor immediately stopped, and nearly a thousand well-dressed gentlemen and n.o.blewomen turned their heads to look over.

Their eyes were filled with curiosity, suspicion, and even hidden hostility.

Roland waved his hand at them and calmly walked down the stone pathway into the middle of the banquet.

The crowd parted like waves, and Roland came to the center of the banquet, where there was a small elevated platform on which one could stand with a single step and look down on every corner of the square.

There were many soldiers standing around the small white stone platform.

Fauci was among them.

Roland hesitated for a moment, but finally, he stood on the platform.

Faces looked up at him, and in the darkness and candlelight, they were like masks of a brilliant life, with a thousand looks and a thousand expressions.

“I’m a Mage, I don’t like to talk too much, and time is quite valuable to me.” Roland’s gaze swept around the square and continued, “You invited me over and welcomed me, but I’m not happy, and certainly not angry-I just feel a little annoyed because I don’t like to waste time.”

People were surprised, and after a few seconds of silence, a clamorous discussion finally took place. But these voices were still too quiet, blending together like the sound of a rus.h.i.+ng tide. “More than a thousand people, I think everyone who is well-known is here. That’s good. Now, I’m going to say what I think.” Roland used Sound Amplification on himself to silence the noisy discussion of the crowd. “I have no intention of changing the rules of this city, nor do I want to change any divisions of power. As for the issue of the army changing leaders a few days ago, that was because they don’t want to recognize me as a temporary lord. Just because I’m easy to talk to doesn’t mean I’ll just stand around stupidly and be bullied.”

The guests listened attentively.

“As long as no one messes with me, I naturally don’t mess with them, it’s as simple as that.” Roland clapped his hands. “Okay, now that I’ve come and the matter has been discussed, it’s time to leave. Feel free to do whatever you want now; the cost of the banquet will be on my account. Tomorrow, the organizer of the banquet may bring the bill to the mayor’s residence to ask for the money.”

The guests were shocked to hear that Roland was leaving immediately.

What kind of operation is this, when the main guest arrives and immediately leaves?

Roland didn’t wait for them to react. He started teleportation and appeared directly outside the square, and then got into his carriage.

Only after Roland left did the astonished guests come back to their senses.

Then everyone shouted incredulously.

The combined sound was like the hiss of steam spewing out of a pressure cooker.

Back at the mayor’s residence, Roland went straight down to the bas.e.m.e.nt, and after lowering the three stone doors, he floated down to the bottom, wearing a full set of magic regeneration equipment and the small round s.h.i.+eld that Angel Nia had given him pinned to his arm.

The small round s.h.i.+eld provided an increase in max magic power and a small amount of magic regeneration speed.

Roland then began to gather his own magic power and manifested it in his hand.

Normally, pure magical elements were colorless.

However, when they gathered together and reached a certain concentration, they formed a transparent solid.

This process took Roland nearly a minute. In his hand was a white, gla.s.s-like ball.

It looked fragile… and was also fragile in reality, but when it exploded, its power would be quite amazing.

This was a magic energy cl.u.s.ter, not yet a magic brick.

There were very few people who could do this. Most of the Legendary Mages could do it, but there weren’t many Legendary Mages.

He tossed the magic energy ball lightly in his hand. It felt light and bright… Roland looked at his mana bar, and one-seventh of his magic power was gone.

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One-seventh didn’t sound like much, but to be clear, Roland was now equipped with a full set of equipment that increased max magic power and magic regeneration.

He added all his stats to intelligence, had two epic equipment that increases magic power, had the blessing of providence and a t.i.tle, and his max magic power was already more than five times the normal Mage of the same level.

This transparent ma.s.s of energy, the average Mage couldn’t create it even if they compressed all of their magic power.

The magic brick, on the other hand, was a further compression of the energy ball.

Roland closed his eyes for the second time and sent out all of his mental power, splitting it into threads and winding them around the energy ball densely until the magic energy was completely encompa.s.sed. Finally, he used his mental power to contract it hard, squeezing the energy cl.u.s.ter as hard as possible.

The energy cl.u.s.ter in the palm of his hand became smaller and smaller.

As its size became smaller, the color of the energy cl.u.s.ter also changed slowly. From light blue to aquamarine, and finally a completely opaque murky blue.

At this time, the magic energy cl.u.s.ter had changed from the size of an apple to the size of a grape.

When this step was completed, it was officially a “magic brick.”

However, Roland’s craftsmans.h.i.+p was not good enough to make it into a brick shape. It was made in a circular shape.

And it was quite small.

[1] Original phrasing Hongmen feast; a banquet set up with the aim of murdering a guest