461 Step Forward (2/2)

Roland frowned and stepped through the door.

Then he discovered that Betta was protecting a maidservant and confronting two noble-looking Mages.

The maidservant was trembling behind Betta.

Betta, on the other hand, looked furious.

Roland swept around and found seven Mages, scattered all over the huge main hall, watching the show.

Behind the maid, there was an overturned bucket and a large water stain on the floor.

Of the two noble Mages who confronted Betta, one of them had a large wet spot on the lower half of his magic robe.

Roland immediately understood what had happened.

It was nothing more than the maidservant in charge of cleaning who accidentally dropped the bucket in her hand and then the water that splashed out wet the noble's robe.

The arrogant noble wanted to punish the maidservant, and Betta stepped forward heroically to save her.

This kid, he can seduce maids everywhere he goes.

Roland clicked his tongue inwardly.

Then the noble Mage whose robe was wet angrily rebuked Betta. ”Judging by your attire, you are also a noble. Is it necessary to protect a lowly slave girl like this? Why do we nobles have to hurt the peace between us for outsiders, how did your seniors or your family teach you?”

”It's none of your business how they taught me,” Betta said unyieldingly. ”She indeed did something wrong, but she apologized, and yet you're going to have her dragged out and killed. Isn't that too vicious and cruel?”

At that, the maidservant behind Betta trembled violently.

”Vicious and cruel?” This noble laughed aloud. ”Do you know how much a magic robe costs? At least ten gold coins. If she can't pay up, then isn't it reasonable to pay it back with her life? Can't you even figure that out? I'm the one being merciful, not torturing her.”

”How truly merciful.” Betta sneered, then tossed out a dozen gold coins, lifted his chin, and said condescendingly, ”Compensation for you.”

Roland secretly clapped in his heart. This kid is tough enough, worthy of being our F6's… extra member.

Now, all the Mages watching the show were moved.

The expressions of the two noble Mages became quite wretched.

The nobleman with the wet robe, his hands clenched tightly in fists, suppressing his wildly rising anger, gritted his teeth and said, ”You, what do you mean by this!”

”Don't you want money? There, pick up the money.”

Betta lifted his chin again, looking rather arrogant.

”You…”

The noble whose robe was wet was about to rush forward but was held back by the companion at his side.

This noble Mage, who hadn't spoken, looked at Betta and asked, ”What country are you from?”

”Not exactly a native of any country, but if I must say, I could be considered from Hollevin.”

With those words, the noble laughed as he shook slightly. ”No wonder, just a hotheaded young man. I thought you were the heir of some great power. Brat, since you're a Hollevin barbarian, I won't bull**it with you anymore. These dozen or so gold coins, you pick them up and personally stuff them into this woman's mouth and make her swallow them. If she survives, we'll pretend that nothing happened. If she doesn't, that's her fate.”

The dozen or so gold coins added up to a weight of only about half a kilogram.

However, gastric juices couldn't digest the gold coins and would keep going down the stomach, causing intestinal obstruction, which was very painful, and if not treated by surgery, the pain would continue for a long time until death.

It was a very nefarious method of murder.

Betta snorted. ”Sorry, you guys are an eyesore. I'm protecting this maid no matter what.”

”You won't be able to protect her,” said the wet-robed noble eerily. ”Your strength is at best similar to ours. One of us can hold you off, and the other can just kill the maid. Since she's bound to die, wouldn't it be nice to let her swallow the gold coin and live a few more days?”

Betta was starting to get a little furious.

He was considering whether to make the first move.

The expressions of the Mages in the main hall changed as if they were considering something.

But none of them were willing to take sides.

At this moment, Roland spoke.

”He's indeed no match for you two alone, but add me to the mix.”

Roland walked up to Betta's side.

Betta was only level six, both noble Mages were level five—everyone was a Mage, and spirit-sensing was a basic skill, so they could roughly know each other's strength.

Two-level fives against a level six had a good chance of winning.

At least the odds looked good to them.

But in reality, it wasn't hard for Betta to deal with the two of them, and the fight was guaranteed to end within five minutes. After all, the players' overall attribute growth was high, and Golden Sons had the highest overall growth of any profession.

But there was a maidservant behind Betta, and while he could indeed deal with two of them, there was no way to protect the maid while the two of them attacked at the same time.

Roland stepped forward and walked over to Betta.

Bertha exclaimed in surprise, ”Brother Roland, you're back!”

Roland nodded, then said, ”Send the maidservant back to the west district and make arrangements for her.”

”Okay.” Betta agreed and ignored the gold coins on the floor, pulled on the maidservant, and turned around to leave the dormitory.

The two nobles each took a step forward as if to stop Betta.

But Roland moved two steps across to the front of the dormitory, blocking the two.

Then he said indifferently, ”Pick up the gold coins, this is Betta's reward for you.”