Mages Are Too OP

Chapter 715 Another Person is Tricked

For ten gold coins, the Winterwolf Holy Lady could hold herself back when Roland watched her dance. The combined money of everybody in the Frostwolf Clan might be no more than two hundred gold coins.

Five hundred gold coins would be enough military budget for the clan for five years. Most of the Frostwolf Clan’s equipment was heavy weapons such as iron hammers and rods.

There were of course sharp weapons too, but due to the cold weather in the Froststar Kingdom, weapons such as sabers and spears were often easily broken.

In comparison, blunt weapons such as clubs and hammers, which were mostly used for smashing, were more practical and enduring.

Besides, even if they were broken, they would still be made into other fine weapons after they were melted and added to something else.

The Winterwolf Holy Lady was so close to Roland that he could smell the sweet fragrance on her. He had to lean back.

Then he said, “I’m a man of my word. Do you want to sign a contract with me?”

“Why don’t you give us a hundred gold coins first as funding? Then I’ll believe you.”

She looked Roland in the eyes, unwilling to withdraw her gaze, fearing that Roland was only kidding.

A heavy bag was placed between them.

“These are a hundred gold coins, for your search activities.”

The Winterwolf Holy Lady opened the bag and took a deep breath to calm herself down after seeing the gold coins inside. “It seems that you’re serious.”

“I don’t have to lie to you about such a matter.”

After the initial surprise, the Winterwolf Holy Lady was confused. “You could’ve asked for any force’s help with so much money. Why did you choose the Frostwolf Tribe?”

“Because you’re very strong.”

As Roland stayed longer in this world and gathered more books, he became familiar with certain secrets of this world.

For example, the Frostwolf Clan had always been saviors of the world.

Until Heroes emerged among human beings, it had always been the Frostwolf Clan who beat the intruding fiends.

During the intrusions, all the adults in the Frostwolf Clan would become uncannily stronger.

If it must be described with a number, they would all be improved by about five levels in those times.

Even in peacetime, the Frostwolf Clan was still better at fighting than most other races.

Besides, the Frostwolf Clan had keen noses. Although they weren’t really wolves, they were really close. Therefore, they were quite good at tracking and scouting After hearing Roland’s reply, the Winterwolf Holy Lady put on a “you know what you’re doing” expression. “I’ve got your gold coins.”

The Winterwolf Holy Lady stood up and tightened her leather cloak, which further revealed her long, sexy legs. Also, since they were very close, and Roland was still sitting, her legs were even longer and more enticing when seen from below.

She stepped back and continued, “We’ll help you find the northern liches as fast as possible.”

Liches were everybody’s enemy. None of them were innocent. Before, the Frostwolf Clan had never bothered to deal with the stealthy liches along their border.

But at this moment, they had motivation to eliminate those evil beings.

“Thank you.” Roland stood up too.

Before he teleported away, Roland thought of something and asked, “Are you interested in setting up a teleportation array here to the Golden Sons’ city?”

Huh?

The Golden Sons?

The Winterwolf Holy Lady blinked her eyes in confusion. “Your city? Are werewolves like us welcome there?”

She gently readjusted her ears, and her cloak opened again without the restriction of her hands.

Almost everything underneath could be seen.

Plus her beautiful face, she seemed both innocent and arousing.

She couldn’t have seemed sexier.

Under normal circumstances, hybrids weren’t welcome in the human world.

The Frostwolf Clan was a branch of the canine family. Although they were quite close to mankind, most human beings were still wary of them.

So, members of the Frostwolf Clan didn’t like leaving their home under most circumstances.

“You are. You will be very welcome,” said Roland solemnly. “Other hybrids and succubi are already living in our city. If you can come, my brothers and sisters will be very happy.”

Oh?

The Winterwolf Holy Lady wasn’t really convinced.

She had never seen a Mage who talked to her like an equal. If a human noble had watched her body so blatantly, she would’ve gouged their eyes out.

However, she would rather not turn a Mage into her enemy.

Besides, although Roland did love watching her dance, her instincts as a werewolf told her that there wasn’t much lust in this man’s eyes.

“I can vouch for them on this matter.” Roland had never considered that before, but at this moment, he really wanted to relocate the Frostwolf Clan to Wetland City. “If even one percent of my people are biased against you, I’ll give you a hundred gold coins as compensation.”

The cats already lived in Wetland City. The dogs, as the other most popular pets in the human world, should be there too.

More importantly, the cats were so popular that another race as popular as them had to be introduced, or the cats would really consider themselves the players’ masters in the future.

The Winterwolf Holy Lady’s eyes glittered. “Really?”

“I never lie.” Roland patted his chest. “Okay.” The Winterwolf Holy Lady smiled. “I’ll go change. Are you going to make teleportation magic arrays right now? Do you need me to provide materials for you?” “I’ve brought the materials with me.”

“It seems that you’re prepared for this.” The Winterwolf Holy Lady glanced at him. “You’re not planning anything evil, are you?”

Roland waved his hand. “I only came up with the idea just now, and I mean you no harm at

all.”

After a chuckle, the Winterwolf Holy Lady left.

Roland, on the other hand, drew a magic array.

About half an hour later, he finished drawing the magic array, and someone suddenly said from his side, “You’re really good at magic arrays.”

He was so startled that he turned back, only to see that the Winterwolf Holy Lady, who had put on a white leather armor, was squatting next to him.

She had combed her long hair and tied it into a braid.

“When did you come?” Roland couldn’t help but ask.

“About ten minutes ago.”

Awesome!

As a top Mage, Roland had been surrounded by tentacles of mental power. Normally speaking, he would’ve sensed something even if a Rogue came within five meters under stealth.

Yet, he didn’t sense anything at all while the Winterwolf Holy Lady stayed by his side for ten minutes.

Remembering the unbelievable speed that the Winterwolf Holy Lady had shown earlier, Roland had no doubt that she was a very good fighter.

So, he couldn’t help but check the woman’s level on the system menu.

But he didn’t see anything. There were no levels, health bars, or skull symbols.

At this moment, the Winterwolf Holy Lady slightly frowned. “Don’t look at me with detection skills. I don’t like that.”

“Okay... sorry.” Roland shrugged. “I just got interested in your capabilities.”

“The Holy Lady is the strongest in the whole Frostwolf Clan.” The Winterwolf Holy Lady shook her head helplessly. “I think I’m very strong, but I’ve never fought anyone before, so I don’t know the details.”

That was quite impressive.

Roland increasingly realized that it was a smart decision to get the Frostwolf Clan on his boat with just five hundred gold coins. Delighted, he said with a smile, “Let’s go to Wetland City and take a look, shall we?”

“All right.” The Winterwolf Holy Lady nodded and entered the magic array. Then, Roland walked in too. Several seconds later, the two of them dispersed into spots of light in the magic array.

At the magic array in the central square of Wetland City, many people were appearing after being teleported.

Now that the teleportation magic arrays had been popularized, the players loved traveling to other cities and countries for quests through teleportation.

Although the teleportation was slightly expensive, the time it saved was enough for them to make much more money.

After Roland and the Winterwolf Holy Lady emerged after the teleportation, nobody paid attention to them first. But several seconds later, those who moved their eyes away from the Winterwolf Holy Lady gazed back at her with surprise.

The Winterwolf Holy Lady was slightly angry when so many people looked at her weirdly, but she managed a smile. “Look, they’re all staring at me in surprise. You’re going to lose a hundred gold coins...”

As she talked, the Winterwolf Holy Lady realized that something was different.

Underneath the surprise of the passersby was not disgust or discrimination, but excitement.

So, they were all thrilled to see her.

It wouldn’t be a big deal if only several of them were thrilled.

Slave owners would be thrilled too when they saw beautiful slaves.

However, the Winterwolf Holy Lady managed to tell that those people meant no harm. Also, not one or two of them were thrilled, but they were all so.

Someone even asked, “Roland, she’s a werewolf?”

“Yes,” replied Roland with a smile. “If you want to see werewolves in this city, don’t all stand there. Go back to where you should be.”

All the players wore a “got it” expression and walked away in tacit agreement.

The Winterwolf Holy Lady found the scene rather unbelievable.

But Roland didn’t give her more time to think. He simply gave her a tour of the city.

It was the same old route. They went to the crafts street, the food street, and lastly, where the cats lived.

A minor riot took place.

The cats weren’t fond of werewolves... It was in their nature.

Although there were different types of werewolves, and the Frostwolf Clan looked more like human beings than wolves, they didn’t like canines.

Therefore, the Winterwolf Holy Lady was almost scratched by the cats.

The Winterwolf Holy Lady had been silent all the way. When she returned to the magic array, she suddenly said, “We’ll help you kill all the northern liches as soon as possible for a hundred gold coins. We won’t ask for anything else.”

“Why?”

Roland was slightly confused. Why would someone ask for less pay?

“I want permission for the Frostwolf Clan to freely enter this city,” said the Winterwolf Holy Lady hopefully. “I want to buy some land in this city too and build a few houses, so that my clan will have a place to live in after they come.”

“That’s easy. The mayor of this city is my friend.” Hearing that, Roland knew that his plan had already half succeeded. “You can come whenever you want, but let me remind you of something first. If you want to live here, you have to abide by the laws in this city.”

“I understand.”

The Winterwolf Holy Lady looked at Roland thoughtfully and then teleported back to the Froststar Kingdom with Roland’s help.

Roland, on the other hand, returned to Delpon. He continued his magic experiments while waiting for the Phoenix Guild’s updates.

He intended to visit the Froststar Kingdom a while later and ask the Winterwolf Holy Lady about their progress.

Time often flew very fast when one lived a routine life. Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

At the border of the Froststar Kingdom, underneath the frozen ice, there was a massive network of underground tombs.

It was more of an enormous city than an amalgam of tombs.

This place, buried deep underground, was quite warm without the scourge of snow and wind.

A lot of undead creatures wandered here too. Two liches met each other. Neither of them looked good.

Although the liches’ faces, being pale all the time, never looked good, their vibe and their eyes still showed that they felt awful.

“Karna, how is it going on your side?” asked a male lich.

“S*it. Two of my camps have been destroyed. Three containers were ruined too.” Karna, who was wearing a drow “skin,” roared angrily, “The Frostwolf Clan is crazy! They’ve been attacking us vehemently. I’m told that the phylacteries of two of our partners have been found by them.”

The liches liked calling the bodies that they possessed “skins.”

“I heard that it’s three.” Wallis, the other lich, punched the wall and shouted angrily, “I lost four camps and a Golden Son’s skin, which was my favorite.”

“What do we do?” Karna asked. “Should we summon other partners and launch a war with the undead? We can kill those human-headed dogs.”

Werewolves who looked more like human beings would be derided as human-headed dogs, whereas those who looked more like wolves would be cursed to be dog-headed humans.

Wallis shook his head. “A war with the undead creatures works on every race except the Frostwolf Clan. You should know that every member of that clan is a capable soldier. Even an ocean of undead creatures won’t be enough to deal with them. I suggest we ask the Golden Sons to deal with the Frostwolf Clan. It will be enjoyable to see the real undying people fight a clan that’s born for battle.”

“A messenger happens to be in a tomb not far away. I’ll ask a banshee to take him here.”

Very soon, a player was directed to them by a banshee.

Looking at the smiling player, Wallis said, “My friend, we’re sort of in trouble right now, and we need your help.”

“Oh, what do you need us to do?”

“Many of our camps have been destroyed. They’re hunting the liches. I hope that you can help us drive them away.”

“We already made an agreement, didn’t we?” asked the player casually. “We’ll only help you deal with Roland by sharing intelligence with you and fighting by your side, so we won’t attack anyone else.”