Chapter 548 - The Catgirl Makes Another Contribution (1/2)

Chapter 548 The Catgirl Makes Another Contribution

Marilyn had just wandered randomly on the street and ate at a random tavern. Then intelligence just fed itself to her.

It was indeed impressive, and absolutely unscientific.

Speaking of which, Roland was already a Master; he might as well consider studying Lesser Benediction someday.

If he were to work hard on the spells and tricks in the divination cla.s.s, it would significantly help him comprehend the essence of magic.

But it remained unknown whether or not the Red Magic Tower had this spell.

If it did, he might bring it up to the Great Elder that he wanted to learn it and see if the man was willing to sell it.

The more Roland learned magic, the more shortcomings he saw in himself that needed to be fixed.

At this moment, he was mostly good at evoking magic. He had learned some of the beginner tricks of other magic schools, but he didn’t touch the high-level spells at all.

He was particularly bad at divination. Apart from Language Proficiency, which was sort of an ancillary spell of the divination school, he didn’t know any more spells of that school. Until he became a Master, Roland had always thought that what mattered most to a Mage was destructiveness, mobility, and the ability of support.

But after he became a Master, and especially after he simulated the solar system, he vaguely realized that his previous idea was wrong.

It wasn’t entirely wrong; it was just that his understanding of magic wasn’t comprehensive.

What did magic mean?

It meant turning the impossible possible!

The powerful damage caused by elements, the swift movement through teleportation, and the ability to help other people change the terrain and weather, were essentially still applications on “energy.”

That was still what mortals could do.

What was the magic that could really turn the impossible possible?

The divination spells, or the spells of causality. Recently, it had occurred to Roland that changing causality was the nature of magic.

Destructiveness, mobility, and the ability to change terrain and weather were just the foundations for someone to survive in this world.

But if they wanted to reach the peak of magic, they had to study divination spells.

They had to fully understand the spells’ mechanism.

Roland estimated that the peak of the divination spells was probably “let there be light.”

Of course, it was just Roland’s speculation.

He wouldn’t know if it was true until he actually reached that point.

Roland asked the catgirl to continue eating, then walked to the two vulpera and asked with a smile, “My vulpera friends, could you tell me where you met this vulpera who was capable of spatial magic?”

“Sir, why are you asking this?”

Both of the vulpera were rather vigilant.

The hybrids were always united, because they didn’t really have a choice.

Human beings had taken the best places to live, leaving the worst environments to them. They couldn’t survive without unity.

The vulpera were a united people even among hybrids. They were naturally p.i.s.sed when a human being asked about their compatriot.

They would not sell their compatriot out easily, even though Roland was a Mage and could kill them.

Roland smiled and put two gold coins on the table. “They will be yours as long as you tell me the answer.”

The purchasing power of one gold coin was not to be underestimated in this world.

The vulpera looked at each other. Then, one of them pointed northeast and said in a low voice, “In the slum next to the White Tower.”

“Thank you.”

Roland nodded at the vulpera and returned to his table.

Even the elves, who lived in seclusion and felt no pressure to survive, fought and killed each other occasionally for different beliefs.

It was needless to mention the hybrids, who were only united by the struggle to survive.

The unity of the vulpera was only relative, not absolute.

It was only worth one gold coin.

After he returned to the table, Roland didn’t leave for the destination immediately but waited until Marilyn was full.

The target must’ve already left after two days, so it didn’t really matter whether or not he went immediately.

Besides, the catgirl had intuitive tracking. She might be more useful if she was full.

Roland waited patiently, and the catgirl was finally full after gulping down meat for half an hour. She patted her bulging belly and said, “Ah, I’m so full.”

“Then let’s take a walk to help your digestion.” Roland stood up.

Marilyn seemed surprised. “Huh? Shouldn’t we find a place to get some sleep?”.

That was exactly what cats did. They would find a place to sleep when they were full.

“You can sleep later.” Roland paid the waiter and said, “It’s non-negotiable.”

“Okay.” Marilyn’s ears and tail dangled.

However, as a perky and energetic catgirl, although she was reluctant, she was in high spirits again after walking on the street for a while.

Roland found a random person on the street and asked where the White Tower was. Then he went there.