268 Another Quest Tool (1/2)

”I would like to buy level-one and level-two magic models that I'm incapable of.” Roland added with a smile, ”For the sake of our friendship, please give me a fair price.”

Tobian's bald head reflected the setting sun into a glittering spot like a rainbow. He considered for a moment with his eyes closed and then said, ”Did you mention that the Golden Sons have a special ability to remember everything they see?”

Roland nodded. That was exactly the camera function of the game system.

”That's great. I can show you all my spell models for half an hour for free.” Tobian smiled. ”There will be no charge at all.”

Roland was briefly stunned. ”Then what should I pay?”

”As I said, it's for free.”

Roland slightly frowned. ”But it's a famous saying among the Golden Sons that the free stuff is often the most expensive.”

Dazed for a moment, Tobian grinned. ”Fine. Your vigilance is truly remarkable. Firstly, you're only reading the models for half an hour without taking them away, which is not a big deal here. Secondly, like I said before, I don't want you to stand in my way to becoming General Chairman. If you are an ally, you should have privileges.”

Roland knew that Tobian was trying to make him side with him.

Before he came here, Roland had concluded that he needed to pay almost a hundred gold coins for all the level-one and level-two spells according to the market price.

That was a huge sum of money.

If he could take a photo of the models, he could save a lot.

Thinking for a moment, Roland smiled and said, ”Thank you for your trouble, General Chairman.”

Tobian knew Roland's choice from the way he addressed him. He immediately grinned. ”That's no trouble at all. Please wait a moment, I'll have the models delivered.”

Two hours later, Roland left Tobian's Magic Tower.

He had acquired 37 models. They were not all the level-one and level-two spells, but they covered most of them.

There were a couple of spells in each category, such as regeneration, assistance, and damage dealing.

The night had already fallen in the capital, and the curfew was on.

Roland found a tavern. He enjoyed food while he examined the newly-acquired models in the system album.

Those who like reading should understand that time passes particularly fast when eating and reading a book of interest. One tends to eat a lot before they realize it.

Fascinated by the beautiful spell models, Roland partook in the sumptuous mutton and alcohol now and then.

Time went by quickly. The customers in the tavern came and went, until Roland was left alone. Both the boss and the waiters were yawning hard.

Eventually, the boss couldn't hold back his drowsiness anymore. He summoned his courage and said, ”Honorable Mage, I'm truly sorry, but we're about to close.”

”Your Excellency, generally speaking, the brothels are the only 24-hour establishments.”

Having no choice, Roland could only leave the tavern after paying two silver coins.

Since it was late night and the capital was under curfew, there were few people on the street.

Occasionally, royal guards in squads of five or six walked by.

But when they saw Roland's magic robe, none of them dared to ask for trouble.

Roland intended to check in at an inn, but on his way, he found a group walking very hastily as if they couldn't wait to reach their destination.