Chapter 560 - The Bet Is On (1/2)

Chapter 560 The Bet Is On

To be honest, Roland didn’t want to escort the prisoner to the Spatial Magic Tower.

The two places were very far away from each other, and magic boats couldn’t be used.

It was because it would cost a lot of gold coins to use the magic boat on a trip.

The magic materials bought with the same amount of gold coins could be enough for all the students in the school to use for a whole week.

In such a case, the prisoner could only be relocated on foot or by camel, which would waste a lot of time.

For Roland, who had always valued his time, it was almost a waste of his life.

So, he didn’t want to go. But before Maromatha came to the manor, she had spoken to the Red Magic Tower as a representative from the Monochrome Magic Tower, asking them to send someone to escort the prisoner. The Council of Elders of the Red Magic Tower was informed of the matter a day earlier, but the problem was that the envoy from the Spatial Magic Tower didn’t mention any specific name, so the Great Elder didn’t know that they wanted Roland to do the job.

All in all, Roland declined the request the moment Maromatha proposed it.

“Sorry, but I don’t have the time,” Roland waved his hand and said, “The Spatial Magic Tower is too far away. The trip will take twenty days if we ride a camel, provided that we don’t run into any accidents. If anything happens, it will take at least a month.”

Maromatha frowned. “But our Magic Towers have always been close to each other.” “It’s really too much a waste of time.”

Roland shook his head and returned to his room.

Maromatha waited for a moment and then left for the conference hall of the elders.

On her way, she noticed a lot of people watching her with lewd and lustful eyes.

But she didn’t burst into fury, as she had already gotten used to it.

She had seen such eyes a lot even within the territory of the Monochrome Magic Tower, not to mention in the Red Magic Tower. After Maromatha’s request was put on the Great Elder’s desk, the Great Elder got upset. “What’s the meaning of this? They asked Roland to escort the prisoner? They know that Roland is a genius. Have they never considered how important time is to a genius?”

Elder Murphy smiled. “They’re too petty to even send a flying boat to pick up the prisoner. I don’t think the prisoner is really a big deal to them. However, something seems to be off about their request that Roland must be the one who escorts him.”

“I feel that something is wrong too.” The Great Elder considered for a moment and said, “Ask the catgirl who demanded that Roland carry out the task. Investigate that person, and we’ll probably find something.” “Do you mean we have to activate the spy in the Spatial Magic Tower?”

Murphy shrugged. “It’s just a suggestion. You are the Great Elder. It’s up to you what we’ll do in the end.”

“Well… we’ll claim that Roland was wounded by the black angel during the last mission and is still recovering from the dark curse.” The Great Elder sneered. “After all, many forces know that we fought the black angel and lost a Legend. I don’t think they will doubt our excuse. Meantime, we’ll send someone else to escort the vulpera prince, so that they won’t really be infuriated.”

Murphy nodded. “Got it. I’m on it.”

Roland didn’t know the minor political conflict between the Spatial Magic Tower and the Red Magic Tower.

He had already teleported to Betta’s city on the wetland.

He came to this place again because he received Betta’s message that a guild wanted to negotiate a deal with him.

This particular guild intended to buy three hundred gold coins from Roland with RMB.

Roland had always been into the gold exchange business.

After hoarding the taxes from his Magic Tower and the sand sculpture for a year, he had gathered almost eight hundred gold coins.

That was not a small number.

Roland intended to keep four hundred of the gold coins for the magic materials he needed and exchange the rest for money in reality.

After all, he had a real life.

He had been selling a couple of gold coins every few days. Now that a major client had reached out to him, he naturally had to teleport back.

After teleporting back to the city, Roland couldn’t help but blow a whistle at the magnificent wall of the city that had taken shape.

It had only been a few days, but a solid wall thirteen meters tall had already been established.

It was true that the players were great constructors.

Entering the city, he found that the layout of the city was rather clear.

The roads in the city had been paved. One could tell whether they were business avenues or roads for commutation from their width.

Roland found Betta at the very center of the city.

At this moment, Betta was talking to a group of people. Seeing Roland, he waved his hand and shouted, “Brother Roland, over here! They’re with me!”

Roland walked to him and found four men in strange black armor that had vague stripes of magic light flowing on them. However, when Roland sensed them with his mental power, he found that those stripes weren’t magic arrays in any sense.

The five of them all looked at Roland with glowing eyes, as if they had seen something precious.