From Wild Mage to Wizard King

As a black light covered the last escaping man in black robe, his body shook slightly, quickly lost signs of life, and fell to the ground.

The boy, or rather Roland, calmly put down the elf staff.

Then, he reached out and put down the undead body tied to the car. At the same time, the matching soul crystal was also thrown out of the car by Hela.

It fell on the undead corpse, and then it revived.

As soon as the first ring of undead woke up, it quickly picked up the bone sword and looked around cautiously. Then, after seeing the corpses on the ground, it scratched its head in confusion.

Has it started yet? Why does it seem to be over?

Just when he hesitated, Hela's order came to its mind.

After receiving the order, it silently put away the bone sword, slowly walked towards the nearby corpses, and moved them all together.

At this time, the man who was being chased also turned around and walked over again.

He saluted Roland politely and said respectfully.

"Dear Spellcaster, thank you for your help."

Roland returned the greeting slightly and said calmly.

"It's just that they are too arrogant."

If these men in black robes hadn't committed suicide to attack Roland, Roland wouldn't have bothered to care about this kind of pursuit.

After all, whether they live or die has nothing to do with Roland.

"No matter what, I thank you for your help. This is my little thank you gift."

The man said respectfully, and at the same time, he presented his thank you gift with both hands.

Roland glanced at a point card with one hundred silver points stored in it.

It's delivered to your door for free, so don't give it up for free.

Roland nodded slightly and decisively accepted his thank you gift.

Then, Roland looked him up and down and cast a second-level healing spell to speed up the healing of his wounds.

The man was slightly surprised. After noticing that his body was recovering quickly, he saluted Roland respectfully and said.

"I still have a mission, so I'll leave first. Thank you for your generosity."

Roland nodded slightly.

After Roland nodded, the man turned around and quickly left along the official road.

After he disappeared from Roland's sight, the diligent undead on the side also moved all the corpses to one place, and under the command of Hela, they pulled out all the valuable equipment and supplies on them. .

Compared with the previous batch of wild mages hired by the descendants of nobles, the worth of these men in black robes is obviously much higher.

The previous batch of wild mages were basically poor people. Even if they reached the level of second-level spellcasters, they were still poor people.

He didn't have any good equipment on him, and the only things worth taking away were the ordinary staffs of two second-level spellcasters.

Wild mages are like this. Although they make money faster than other extraordinary people, they also spend more money. They basically use the money on themselves, buying all kinds of extraordinary knowledge and all kinds of extraordinary materials, so as to continue to learn and experiment. Looking for a way to advance.

Therefore, wild mages can be considered a relatively wealthy group if they don't have to take on loans.

Therefore, after Roland knew that the noble heir hired a wild mage to intercept and kill him, he didn't bother to take action himself.

However, the men in black robes in front of them were much better. They were probably knights raised by some noble family. They all wore a set of armor, and they also had a set of black robes that concealed their aura.

Although the quality is not very high, there are only five sets of one-ring enchanted armor, and the rest are ordinary armors, but with the addition of the black robe that conceals the aura, it can be considered a big windfall.

After the undead brought all the armors to him, Roland took a look at the markings on the armors and put them all away without caring.

It's just a small family that I don't know, even if it's a big family, it doesn't matter. When the time comes, they will be thrown into the black market over the Kes Mountains. Roland still doesn't believe that someone will go to war for these pieces of equipment in the black market.

After finally putting away the black robe, Roland threw a fireball, burning all the naked bodies of the black robe into ashes.

Finally, a ring of undead was tied back to the carriage, and the carriage started again, slowly walking away into the distance.

Silver Ash City.

Within the Silver Empire, there was a city with little reputation.

It is not as politically famous as the territory of the Silver Family, the capital of powerful princes, nor is it an important trading city like the Port City, Trading Port, and Northern City, nor does it have a special status like a free city.

It is just an ordinary city with countless mediocre developments in the Silver Empire. At most, it is because it is close to the port city, prices are lower, and development is slightly better.

As Roland planned to pass through this city on his way to the Kes Mountains, Roland and Hela naturally chose to rest for a few days when passing by this city.

It’s very tiring to travel every day.

Even if the two of them were riding in a carriage, they would still be very tired without having to do anything.

Roland and Hela were sitting on the second floor of the hotel, enjoying the cool and comfortable evening breeze while casually enjoying the special delicacies of this area.

Compared to the bustling and a bit irritating port city, Silver Gray City is relatively quiet, and even the pubs are much quieter.

Although there are a lot of drunkards on the first floor, there are still many fewer drunkards than in Port City. As for the second floor, there are not many people, so the seats are relatively far away.

Therefore, although other people on the second floor were talking, it did not affect Roland's good mood.

This is called life.

Roland blew the evening breeze and slowly poured warm wine into his and Hela's wine glasses with his right hand.

After putting the wine aside to warm it, Roland drank the warm wine with a comfortable look on his face.

Although in his previous life, Roland preferred to drink juice or carbonated drinks rather than alcohol.

However, Roland did not hate alcohol. His attitude was neutral. He could drink it, but he would not take the initiative to drink it.

In this relatively backward world, Roland, who did not have much money, had no choice.

Roland had no channels to buy luxury goods that only nobles and middle and high-level spellcasters could afford. Of course, even if he had channels, Roland would not waste money to buy it when he had little money.

Therefore, Roland, who did not want to drink boiled water all the time, could only drink alcohol.

At least, the alcohol had some taste. If you were tired of drinking boiled water, it would be nice to drink a little alcohol.

Roland had no restrictions on Hela's drinking.

Anyway, Roland and Hela were both extraordinary people. For them, ordinary alcohol was almost the same as boiled water with taste, and had no effect at all.

Moreover, in the North, drinking alcohol to warm up is a normal thing. Those who don't drink alcohol are outliers, even children.

The most important point is that even if Roland and Hela drink alcohol like water every day, they will never get drunk unless they add drugs specifically for extraordinary people.