471 Catgirls Will Never Be Slaves (2/2)
Roland turned around and left after saying that.
Betta packed up his notebook and went away too.
Then, the oppressed students were gone.
Eventually, only the students of Fareins were left in the classroom.
They were all grim. Someone proposed to fight Roland, because there were thirty of them and Roland was alone.
But someone immediately retorted, ”Roland can flash. Even three hundred men can't catch him unless you can use Dimensional Anchor.”
The hawks were instantly frustrated.
Dimensional Anchor was too sophisticated a spell for them to learn yet.
When Roland returned to his manor, he found an old man standing at the gate, and a catgirl kneeling before him with her white tail dangling and stuck between her legs. She looked obviously scared.
Roland quickly stepped forward, only to find that the old man was Murphy, the Legendary Mage he met a few days back.
Seeing Roland, Murphy said rather delightedly, ”I hope you wouldn't mind my unannounced visit.”
Roland shook his head. Then, focusing his eyes on the catgirl, he frowned and asked, ”Why are you kneeling here?”
Hearing Roland's voice, the catgirl suddenly raised her head, begging him with her big green eyes. Then, she lowered her head again.
”Do you know this catgirl?”
”I picked her up. I'm planning to domesticate her into a servant.” Roland nodded and said to the catgirl, ”Go clean up the room now. Why are you still here?”
The catgirl suddenly raised her head and looked at Roland and Murphy. Then, she quickly dashed over the wall in a panic.
Watching the catgirl disappear, Murphy seemed slightly regretful.
Roland asked with a smile, ”Mr. Murphy, are you here to trade spell models?”
”Yes. Here are ten level-three spell models. You can take a look.”
Murphy touched the emerald ring on his left hand, and ten pieces of paper that were full of dots and lines dropped on the ground.
A piece of spatial equipment… Roland was rather curious.
Noticing the curiosity in Roland's eyes, Murphy said rather proudly, ”This is the work of an old friend of mind from the Monochrome Magic Tower. There can't be more than ten human beings who have such a piece of equipment. Also, the space in it is almost one cubic meter.”
Roland was instantly rendered speechless, as it was too small.
Murphy took Roland's speechlessness for the silence of envy and jealousy.
He laughed and said, ”Roland, you're very talented. You may become a legend if you stay twenty to thirty years in the Red Magic Tower. By then, I'll ask my friend in the Monochrome Magic Tower to craft a ring for you.”
”Thanks!”
Roland picked up the ten pieces of paper from the ground. He selected three spells that he didn't know and put them in his system Backpack.
He waved his hand again, presenting the model of the self-exploding fireball spell he prepared in advance, before he gave it to Murphy along with the other seven spell models.
Subconsciously accepting the eight pieces of paper, Murphy gazed at Roland for a long time before he finally asked, ”You have spatial equipment too?”
”Yes!”
Murphy pursed his lips rather angrily.
It didn't feel great when other people stole his thunder while he was trying to show off.
He heaved a sigh and walked away without saying anything.
Roland entered the manor and saw that the catgirl was craning her head from the window of her small house in fear.
He waved at her.
The catgirl stared at the gate for a while. Seeing that the old man didn't come in, she was greatly relieved.
She jumped out of the window, trotted to Roland, and squatted, raising her white tail high.
Gazing at the catgirl's tail for a while, Roland asked, ”What happened just now?”
”I looked for food outside, and was caught by the old man on my way back. He controlled me to walk to him with a weird spell. I couldn't escape at all.”
The catgirl had goosebumps all over her body when she recalled the feeling.
Was it Alien Species Control, a level-four spell? Or was it Humanoid Creature Charm?
Roland asked, ”You didn't use stealth?”
”I did, but he spotted me just like you did.” There was fear in the catgirl's eyes. ”Mages are so dreadful. You can all discover me.”
In fact, the catgirl was quite good at stealth. Nobody could discover her unless their mental power was as extraordinary as Roland's, or if they were Mages close to the level of Legendary.
At least, Betta didn't discover the catgirl earlier.
Roland lowered his back and asked the question that he had always been curious about. ”Aren't you a native of the Red Magic Tower? Why are you so afraid of getting in touch with your compatriots? You even lived underground before and secluded yourself from the world.”
”The catgirls are all slaves in the Red Magic Tower. I don't want to be a slave.”