Mages Are Too OP Chapter 30
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Chapter 30
Half an hour later, the six rascals left in tears with swollen faces and bruises all over their bodies . They couldn’t have looked more miserable .
2“Quest accomplished . EXP +137, reputation in Red Mountain Town +10 . ”
2“You have reached Level 3 . Your attributes have increased . ”
5Reading the notification, Roland felt extremely comfortable, as if he just had an elixir . The happiest thing in life was to release pressure while getting copious returns .
4Betta said, “I’m Level 2 now . I thought I had to slay the giant spiders for a few more weeks, but they came and offered experience to us . If they come a few more times, I think we can reach Level 5 soon . ”
He was too greedy . Roland smiled and said, “Half of the town saw us beating them up . Although they were glad to see that, they would inevitably feel that we’re violent . If we do it a few more times, chances are that we will turn from dragonslayers to dragons . ”
2Betta thought for a moment and agreed with him . “That does make sense . ”
Then, they noticed that the children were staring at them with admiration .
The rascals were so blatant in Red Mountain Town because they were related to the mayor .
1Most villagers dared not piss them off . Had it not been for Falken, they would’ve been even more lawless . But since Falken was growing older and older, those people were bossier than before .
1After the lesson taught today, they would probably lay low for a while .
1Most of the children were from poor families who had witnessed the doings of the bullies . Their personalities might be affected by their fear .
The adults dared not do anything to the six rascals . Naturally, their children were also terrified of them . However, Roland and Betta showed them that there might be another solution besides fear and tolerance .
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2Children were all great imitators . It was in their nature to follow what their idols did .
Now, the children were more and more fond of hanging out next to the lake . Most of them studied basic sword arts under Betta .
Some hoped to learn magic from Roland… Alas, although Roland tried to direct them, nobody could sense the magic elements .
In the end, all the children studied military sword arts under Betta .
Roland was glad that his work was saved . He focused on Language Proficiency, the level-two spell .
The dense magic nodes were breathtaking . Since Betta could use Language Proficiency, Roland asked for his input .
1However, Betta simply opened his hands and said, “Dragon-Bred Warlocks do not need any experience . We only need to recite the names of the skills to use them . So, there’s nothing I can teach you . ”
1Eventually, Roland decided he had to count on himself .
Days passed . Roland spent the day in the boxing club and the night in the game every day .
Now that his life was much more routine, he was a lot healthier than before . However, he had a strange feeling of shortness of breath in reality .
It was not a physical feeling, but a mental one .
He always felt that something was missing in the air .
15However, the feeling was not strong or constant, so he was not bothered . He thought that it was because the air quality in reality was worse than that in the game .
8Half a month passed in the blink of an eye . During this time, Roland and Betta had each hunted more than sixty giant spiders, but there were still a lot more in the woods .
It was because the maple forest was too large . After the spiders here were cleared, the spiders on the other side of the ridge would move over .
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It was not bad to have incessant giant spiders to provide meat for the children . Yet, Roland frowned .
He and Betta would leave the town someday, and it would still be under the threat of spiders . How could the villagers deal with them?
Next to the lake, Betta was still playing with the children . Some of the talented kids had grasped the basic movements, and Betta was practicing with them .
Of course, it was not a one-on-one practice . Betta was resisting five children simultaneously .
The blond, good-looking noble stood at the center and resisted the incoming sticks . The children’s attacks were rather fierce . Regular adults wouldn’t have been able to stand against their teamwork, but Betta blocked them very easily .
Even the attacks aimed at his back were dodged or deflected easily .
Was such practicing useful? Of course! Roland could tell that Betta waved the sword faster and more steadily now .
While Betta was making progress, Roland was stuck in his magic research .
Language Proficiency was much more complicated than he thought . It had 372 magic nodes .
15The mathematical model was too enormous for him to write down on the memo .
Roland was rather depressed by his slow progress .
Sitting on the rail, he watched Betta practice with the children .
Pillars of smoke were rising against the setting sun . The croaks of frogs and rustling leaves could be heard .
Roland took a deep breath .
The life here was so peaceful and beautiful . His gloom was too inappropriate .
He was going to try again, when a bell was rung at the temple of the Life Goddess .
It echoed on everybody’s heart three times .
1All the villagers dropped their work and climbed the mountain in silence .
The children fell quiet, too . They looked at the temple in the distance at the same time, as if they were at a loss .
Betta was puzzled . He asked Roland, “What’s happening? An emergency meeting?”
Roland vaguely guessed what had happened . He lowered his eyes and shook his head .
At this moment, a child stared at his feet and said in frustration, “Every time the bell rings twice, someone in the town will be buried at the back of the mountain . ”
Betta asked in surprise, “What if it rings three times?”
“I don’t know,” replied the child softly .
The children did not know, but the villagers did .
Almost all the villagers were walking to the temple . Roland slightly opened his mouth and said hoarsely, “I’ll take a look . ”
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