521 You Cant Get Away With This (1/2)

Wasnt it normal for a nobleman to kill a dozen or so of his slaves?

This was the rule, this was the law. This was why the young man in front of him was so confident.

Even if a famous Mage came to his door, he dared to curse at them.

It was true that Mages were powerful, but nobles all had a few Mages protecting their estate nowadays.

Besides, he knew all the powerful Mages in the capital. This little Mage in front of him was probably not a big deal, so there was no need to concede.

As the young man arrogantly walked out, Roland smiled and said, Even if Im not royalty, I still want to meddle. After all, youre stepping over me.

What do you mean by that? The young man stopped behind the gate of the manor, looked at Roland through the gaps in the iron gate, and said, And who the hell are you?

At this point, this young man already had a scrupulous look on his face.

Because he was followed by three Mages.

He had no idea, but the Mages behind him could tell

Rolands magical capacity was almost touching the edge of a Legend, and such a Mage was simply not an ordinary person.

One of the Mages warned the young man in his ear, and then the young mans attitude was much less aggressive.

Roland swept a glance at the three Mages. All of them were level five, just having reached Elite, and their magic power fluctuations were not obvious, so they werent strong at all. My name is Roland, and Im here to settle the score for my household servants.

A very plain tone, even with a slight smile. Such an attitude was not at all a genuine attempt to settle a score, but rather to pick a fight.

The young mans expression changed slightly. Roland then asked, Are you the owner of this manor?

I am. The anger on the young mans face slowly subsided, and his tone became calm. This honorable Mage, is there something I have done to offend you in the past? If so, Ill apologize to you right here.

Roland turned his head sideways and indicated the four crying men beside him. Didnt I say that these women were my familys servants relatives? They died for no apparent reason, so I had to come and ask about the situation.

Seeing that Roland drew attention to them, the four men immediately cried even louder.

Oh sister, you died so tragically.

Oh daughter, you havent even gotten married or had children yet, its too soon, too pitiful.

The young mans face soured into a greenish-blue shade. These four peoples cries were so fake, how could he not know that these people were just acting. Sir, youre here to mess with me, right? He felt his intelligence had been insulted and stared Roland dead in the face. The lives of a few commoners are worth your time against an earls son?

Roland stretched out his finger and gently touched the iron door. The iron door turned red at an extremely fast speed, then became liquid metal dripping onto the ground.

Sizzle.

The hot air twisted between the two parties.

Stop it. Im willing to pay, said the young man, enduring his anger.

Roland shook his head. Whats your name?

Buschdomin Pine Needle. Ill compensate with a large amount of gold to these womens families. The young mans eyes swept gloomily past the crying men, then returned to Roland. Consider it a favor from the Pine Needle family. In the future, we can take care of each other if anything happens.

The lives of these maidservants can indeed be repaid with gold coins.

Upon hearing this, Buschdomin looked pleased. The lives of a few maidservants, no matter how expensive they were, were at most twenty to thirty gold coins. He could afford it.

However, Roland continued with a smile and said, But I also have a dozen or so servants daughters or sisters who used to work for you, but have now disappeared, so I ask you to hand them all over.

Rolands smile had a mocking edge to it that was quite unpleasant to look at.

Buschdomins hostility finally couldnt be repressed anymore. He knew very well where the previous batch of maids had gone. Now, he stared at Roland viciously. Mage, dont be shameless! We, the Pine Needle family, also have Legendary Mages keeping watch. What does that have to do with me? Roland said to Buschdomin. It seems that you dont want to hand them over, so Ill go in and find out for myself.

Dont you dare! Buschdomin was roaring through gritted teeth, his expression quite twisted.

Roland raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Stop him. As Buschdomin stepped back, he said to the three Mages and a group of guards, Ill be responsible for anything that happens.

You cant bear the responsibility, Young Master Pine Needle.

None of the Mages moved forward to attack; instead, they were all slowly backing up with Bushdomin. Hes Roland. If my information is correct, hes the creator of the water-making and oil-making spells. And the Red Magic Tower and the Association of Mages seem to be focused on cultivating and protecting him.

Another Mage continued, We are all members of the Association of Mages, so theres no way we can do anything to him.

In between the words, the three Mages retreated far away, and then also gave Roland a slight salute, indicating that they would not participate in this farce.

Roland also nodded, expressing his gratitude.

Seeing that the three Mages instantly rebelled, Bushdomin roared, You traitors, eating whats mine, using whats mine, and in the end!

That doesnt sound right, Mr. Buschdomin. The third Mage smiled and said, The one who trained us, taught us, and turned us into Mages is the Association of Mages, not the Pine Needle family. We only have a contractual relationship, and even before we were hired, we already said that we would not go against the Association of Mages.

Buschdomin pointed at Roland and said furiously, But he cant represent the Association of Mages.

Thats hard to say.