Chapter 536 - I Have a Lot of Friends (2/2)

Roland had a deja vu for a moment.

They found a tavern and had a lot of food and drink. Then, Li Lin and the other three friends wobbled away from Delpon. Without the four powerful professionals, Delpon became much more vulnerable.

But thankfully, Vincent returned from his travels. He had reached level seven and was much stronger than before.

On the other hand, Douglas had joined the Magic Tower too. Together with Cage Reed, the Hero’s descendant, they formed the iron triangle of Delpon.

n.o.body really dared to step up and cause trouble.

On the city wall, watching the carriages that Li Lin and the others took disappear in the radiance of the sunset, Roland asked Betta, “What exactly is the matter with your territory?”

Betta gave a magic scroll to Roland. “Just come with me and see for yourself.” Then, Betta took out another scroll and opened it, before he completely vanished in blue light.

Roland sensed the scroll in his hand with his mental power, only to discover, to his surprise, that Betta had engraved Long-Distance Teleportation to the scroll and set up the destination of the teleportation.

He was a smart boy, as expected of Schuck’s cousin.

Opening the magic scroll, Roland was teleported too. After a few seconds of blankness, Roland found himself standing on a meadow.

Roland looked around and found that it seemed to be a plain.

Then, Betta rushed close from not far away, breathing heavily. “Sorry, Brother Roland, but I’m not very familiar with magic scrolls. The spells I engrave into them can’t be perfectly triggered.”

“But this is already impressive enough.” Roland’s eyes glittered. “You can sell the magic scrolls that connect the important transportation hubs between Hollevin and the capital of Fareins, for example. I’m sure that a lot of people will be willing to buy that.”

After a brief shock, Betta said in admiration, “Brother Roland, you are truly a business genius.”

“You are the impressive one here. You got the hang of magic scrolls before I did.”

Betta smiled proudly. “Since you were dedicated to magic arrays, Brother Roland, I could only study magic scrolls.”

“Let’s talk about business. You said that your new territory is full of swampland. What’s that about?”

At this moment, Betta put on a b.u.mmed expression. “Brother Roland, come with me.”

Then, they walked forward, and Betta stopped.

Roland smelled a strong stench that was mixed with water vapor and mud. It wasn’t very pleasant, but not nasty either.

In front of his eyes were green bushes. They didn’t seem odd at all. Then, Betta picked up a random stone and tossed it forward.

After a dum, the stone fell into the bushes, making some mud splash, before it sank. It was a swamp!

Roland turned around and looked at Betta. “All your territory is like this?”

Betta nodded, depressed. “Yes.” Roland, however, found it strange. “That doesn’t make sense. I could tell that Dinah liked you. She couldn’t have set you up.”

“She didn’t.” Betta shook his head quickly. “She probably didn’t know that the territory was swampland either. She told me that she left home when she was very little to be a Saint Samurai in the Holy Realm. She didn’t know her family very well.”

That was indeed quite possible.

Roland nodded and looked ahead.

A territory of swampland could barely be called a territory. No wonder the Hibiscus family who cherished their turf so much were willing to give away such a huge piece of land.

n.o.body could live in such a place.

However, the players thought differently from NPCs, especially those who were born in a country famous for its constructions.

“Then we can simply turn your territory into a hardened habitable land, right?”

“Mud to Stone and Stone to Mud?” Betta shook his head. “I thought about it before, but I did some calculation and found that it would take years for us to transform this area into normal land even if we worked full time.”

“Why should we work on this alone?” asked Roland with a smile. “You can always hire more people.” “The NPC Mages are all learning battle spells. Few of them are interested in Mud to Stone.” Betta heaved a sigh. “Also, the NPC Mages are too proud. They’ll feel humiliated if they’re asked to do hard labor like this.”

Roland waved his hand. “Let’s look for players.”

“I don’t know other Mage players. I don’t think many of them are capable of Mud to Stone, either.” Betta was still pessimistic.

“I think there are plenty.” Roland waved his hand again. “Let me take care of this. But you’ll have to pay a price, for example, by giving some of your land to the helpers.”

Betta nodded. “That’s not a problem, as long as the land isn’t too expansive.”

Roland smiled. “Things are much easier now that you’ve told me that.”

On the next day, after he got up from the virtual cabin, Roland simply logged in his chat app, found the Mages’ group, and sent a message to O’Neal.

Roland: “Didn’t you want to find a piece of land and build your own Magic Tower? I have a friend who has empty land. Let’s make a deal.”

Very soon, O’Neal replied with a simple “?”.