502 The Support of the Red Magic Tower (2/2)

They relied mostly on data and not as much on experience and intuition as Warriors, Assassins, and Archers did.

He started analyzing his self-destructing Inferior Fireball again, and after three months of studying at the Red Magic Tower, his understanding of the magical elements, and invoking them, had improved significantly.

Some of the previous nodes could be altered now.

And the capacity limit of this spell could be raised some more.

By dialing some nodes away from their current positions slightly, and with the increase in capacity, Roland added three small nodes.

If the analogy to the spell model was a sophisticated circuit board, then the function of these three extra nodes was to increase the current output.

To put it more simply, the explosion was more powerful.

The self-destructing Inferior Fireball, Rolands signature and his killer move, was a spell in which he had invested more energy than all other spells combined.

In other words, this spell alone accounted for about half of the total number of hours that Roland usually spent optimizing spells. It might not seem like it was cost-effective, but it was actually worth it for everything he did.

Roland had previously uploaded this spell to the forum, and then it was offered to the Goddess of Magic by other players with no shame.

However, the Goddess of Magic quickly took the spell back, and also seemed to realize that the creator of this spell should be Roland.

Compared to the first version of the Inferior Fireball he submitted, the spell had been optimized several times by now. Without considering the character level, equipment, or specialties; whether it was the magic power input speed, ballistic flight speed, the temperature of the flames, or even the blast range; all of these qualities had increased by at least twenty percent.

This was a great improvement. If the rise in spell power that came with Rolands leveling up, specialties, and other aspects were addedand now that he was wearing a full set of magic regeneration equipment-a full-strength Inferior Fireball had a blast range that could almost cover an entire football field. In other words, he was already considered a true long-range destructive Mage. Even at this level, Roland still felt that the spell model of the self-destructing Inferior Fireball could continue to be optimized.

Mordenkainens signature spell was Mages Disjunction, Melfs signature spell was Low-Level God-Slaying, and Mystras signature spell was Mystras Mansion.

So Roland felt that his own signature spell should beSelf-Destructing Inferior Fireball.

He looked at the spell model of his Inferior Fireball over and over again, while listing its data and extrapolating it to see if there was a better optimization solution.

Soon, Andonara had dinner ready.

Roland sat at the table, instinctively stuffing white bread into his mouth, but his eyes were unfocused, a sign that he was thinking deeply.

Andonara was sitting across from him and didnt care.

A clingy woman like her was happy as long as her man stayed by her side.

It didnt matter if he talked less and didnt know how to pamper her.

Just as they were about to finish their dinner, there was a knock on the door.

Roland snapped out of his thoughts and went to open the door to find Alfred standing outside.

Ah? Great Elder, Im just in the middle of dinner, why dont you come in and have some. Roland gestured for him to come in. Im sure you didnt have anything to eat at the banquet.

Alfred waved his hand very gently. No, Im too old. I cant eat too much or my stomach will be upset.

Then come in and have a seat.

Alfred continued to shake his head. Ill leave you two to your private time. I just came to tell you not to pay too much attention to what the First Princess says, and dont mind her. We, the Association of Mages, and the Red Magic Tower are all on your side. As long as you feel that youre not doing anything wrong, just go for it, and if anything happens, well back you up.

Roland was stunned and quite touched, but at the same time, he was also a bit puzzled. First Princess Stephanie should be the one with real power in the royal family. Is it all right for the Magic Tower to offend her for an unimportant person like me?

Unimportant person? Alfred smiled. You underestimate yourself. Enjoy your travels in Fareins, dont trouble yourself, and rest well.

After saying these words, Alfred slowly left.

Roland closed the door and returned to his room to finish the rest of his dinner.

Andonara was clearing away the dishes when there was another knock at the door.

Roland thought Alfred had left and returned with other things to tell him.

After all, he had just arrived in Fareins and didnt have any friends.

When he opened the door, he found two mysterious people standing outside the door in white robes, their heads covered by large white hoods.

Rolands gaze fell on the mysterious person in the front and he asked in confusion, May I ask who you are?

Both of them lifted their hoods a little, revealing their faces, then fell back into the shadows.

It was the First Princes Stephanie.

And Sharon.

Its me. Stephanies voice seemed quite kind, completely different from the aggressive situation not so long ago. After Mr. Roland left, I thought about it for a long time, and I know I forgot my manners and did something wrong, so I came to apologize to you and Andonara Sir, wont you invite the two of us to have a seat in the room? Standing here with this outfit, Ill attract more attention.