Mages Are Too OP Chapter 559

Chapter 559 I Really Can

The black-haired catgirl was very beautiful, but she seemed rather cold. She had condescendingly proposed a demand, but for some reason, she almost sounded like she was imploring. She was that kind of person who made the toughest declarations with the most cowardly expressions.

Roland disliked her tone, but noticing the slight fear on her cute face, he was more or less amused and asked, “Why do you want to buy my cat?”

“She's my family. I'm going to take her home.” The black-haired catgirl stepped forward and curtsied. “Esteemed Mr. Roland, please sell her to me.”

“I'm not going with you!” Marilyn jumped out and shouted, “This is my home! I don't know you at all. Why should I go with you?”

“But you'll only be someone's slave in this place.” The stranger looked at Roland and Marilyn's necklace that signified her identity as a slave. “Why are you staying here when you can go?”

Marilyn became even unhappier. “It's none of your business whether I stay or not, is it?”

Hearing that, the black-haired catgirl frowned. “As a compatriot, I'm obligated to take you back to our clan. Listen and come with me. I'll pay a decent amount of money to Mr. Roland.”

“I'm not going anywhere.” Marilyn grimaced. “Also, this is my home. You get the hell out of here. I'm used to living alone. I don't want to be with anyone except Master.”

The black-haired catgirl apparently looked miserable at this moment.

After a moment of silence, she asked Roland, “Sir, can you order her to come back with me as her master?” “What do you think?” Roland asked her back.

The black-haired catgirl said with a bitter smile, “I know that you certainly won't.”

The cat-humans were very expensive on the slave market.

They were the best goods besides the elven slaves.

Also, they weren't as risky an investment as elven slaves, who might attract Druids before they were sold.

The population of cat-humans was only slightly higher than that of the elves, and they weren't very strong.

Although cat-humans were great scouts and assassins, too many hybrids had natural-born anti-stealth abilities.

Many of them had night vision and keen noses.

In the human world, cat-human Rogues and Assassins were rather tricky to deal with. They were quick and smart, but they weren't really a powerful species among the hybrids.

As it happened, cat-humans were very pretty, like the vulpera. Many human beings and hybrids liked their appearance.

Therefore, it was rather dangerous for a cat-human to wander alone outside.

“Mr. Roland, I know it's unlikely to happen, but please consider my suggestion.” The black-haired catgirl looked at Roland with supplication in her eyes. “She should go back to the clan with me, where she will live a happy life.”

Marilyn jumped out again. “No, I won't! My life is the happiest when I'm with Master.”

Roland patted Marilyn's head. “Okay, go back and take a rest.”

“Oh, okay.”

Marilyn grimaced at the black-haired catgirl and then hopped back to her room.

The cat-girl became very frustrated. Watching Marilyn walk away, she heaved a sigh and stared Roland in the eyes.

“Mr. Roland, can we talk for a moment?”

Roland pointed at the pavilion in the yard and walked there while he said, “Of course we can, but I don't know your name yet, milady.”

“It's Maromatha.”

The black-haired catgirl walked quickly and followed Roland. She was rather short, as all catgirls were. The other hybrids were generally much larger.

“So, what do you want to talk to me about, Miss Maromatha?” Roland sat on a chair and made a have a seat gesture at the visitor. “If it's about Marilyn, you might as well drop it. I won't force her to go if she doesn't want to.”

“Why not?” Maromatha asked anxiously. “I'm her compatriot. I'm taking her away for her own good.”

“This is the first time we've met. I don't know you at all,” said Roland in a peaceful tone. “I don't know your personality at all. You claim that it's for Marilyn's sake, but who's to say that you aren't a liar?”

Maromatha instantly became angry. “I never lie. You can't insult my…” “And I should take your word for it?” Roland looked at Maromatha in the eyes and interrupted her. “Although Marilyn is naughty and misbehaves every day, she's a friend in any case. I don't know who you are or where you're from, yet you expect me to hand her over to you because you claim it's good for her? Do you take me for a fool? Or is there something wrong with your head?”

At this moment, Roland spread out his mental power and imposed it on the visitor.

Maromatha felt that a mountain was on top of her, both physically and spiritually.

She could barely catch her breath under the pressure.

Even her body was slightly trembling.

Seeing her pale face, Roland knew that he got carried away. He recalled his mental power and said, “Even if Marilyn were willing to go with you, and you're sincerely hoping to take her back to your clan, I'll still advise her to think carefully.”

Maromatha slightly lowered her head and clutched her gray magic robe. “I won't do anything that will harm her. I really want to take her back.”

“Even though you're doing this out of good will,” Roland continued, “can you promise that Marilyn's life will be better after she returns to your clan? Will she have a place to live? Can she find a job to provide for herself? Will she be bullied by others? After all, she's an 'outsider.”

The black-haired catgirl was stunned by the series of questions.

After a long time, she stuttered and said, “I've never thought of those things before… But I think we can overcome the problems.”

Roland slightly shook his head. “Don't be blinded by your passion. Your good will may mean trouble for others. While I can't promise much, I can at least guarantee a safe and decent life if Marilyn stays in my place.”

Maromatha had no doubt about that.

Ever since she came to the Red Magic Tower, many people had been eying her in weird ways.

Some were lewd, some were greedy, and some were excited to see prey. If she hadn't worn a magic robe that showed her identity, chances were that she would've already been harassed.

However, she sensed something different when she chased Marilyn.

When Marilyn, another catgirl, ran on the street, human beings looked at her with wariness, if not fear.

It meant that Marilyn could be quite renowned in this place.

How could a catgirl who wasn't a Mage be renowned?

The only possibility was that the person behind Marilyn was very influential. As a result, she was protected by the man's influence.

After learning that there was a catgirl in this place, Maromatha investigated Roland and learned how strong he was from the intelligence dealers.

Not only was the man endorsed by the Great Elder of the Red Magic Tower, he was also a super genius who crushed his fellow classmates on the first day of school.

Even the mentors below the level of Legendary stood a slim chance of winning in a battle against him.

“I…” Maromatha was unwilling to give up yet, but she couldn't find any arguments for her rebuttal. After a long time, she heaved a long sigh. “Let's leave Marilyn aside for now, Mr. Roland. I'm here as a representative of the Monochrome Magic Tower. Before I came, my mentor instructed me to ask you a few questions.” So, she was from the Monochrome Magic Tower.

Roland was slightly surprised.

Catgirls were more suitable as Rogues and Assassins. It wasn't easy for them to learn magic, not to mention that spatial magic was the school of magic that was the second hardest to learn.

Yet, this catgirl was almost a Master. She must've been quite gifted.

“The Monochrome Magic Tower has always been close to the Red Magic Tower. Feel free to ask me anything,” said Roland with a smile.

“Our traitor was capable of teleportation. How did you catch him?”

Roland was quite proud of that. “Did the mentors of the Red Magic Tower not tell you that?”

“No!” Maromatha shook her head, and her short hair wiggled and reflected the sunlight like soft silk. “We only received a short message: 'He's been caught. Come here!””

That was the Great Elder's classic style.

Roland didn't think that the arrest was anything extraordinary, or that it had to be kept confidential. So, he simply confessed, “I know Dimensional Anchor.” “But so does the traitor,” said Maromatha in confusion. “He's a specialist in spatial magic, whereas you major in evoking magic. Even though you studied spatial magic too, you couldn't have been stronger than the traitor. He should've had enough time to escape before your Dimensional Anchor took shape.”

“Oh, my Dimensional Anchor was instantly

cast.”

“Even an instant cast will still take some time…” Maromatha was suddenly stunned. “Wait, what? You can instantly cast Dimensional Anchor?”

Roland nodded.

“Are you serious?” Maromatha pressed her temples hard. “Are my ears deceiving me because I'm too tired? You're just a Master Mage. How can you possibly instantly cast Dimensional Anchor? It's something that only the Legendary Mage who specializes in spatial magic can do.”

“But I really can.”

“That's impossible…”

Roland secretly heaved a sigh. Unwilling to continue the boring argument, he snapped his fingers.

The air twisted, and several transparent chains darted out from the void into the mud, fixating the space nearby.

“It's really an instant cast…” The cat ears above Maromatha's head trembled a couple of times. She gazed at the nearest chain for a long time, before she finally came back to herself and asked, “And you don't need any materials for the spell?”

“Magic Material Exemption is my personal talent.”

The catgirl was again stunned for a long time. Eventually, she finally asked, “What my mentor wanted to ask is this. Since you caught the traitor, you must have ways to deal with him. So, can you help escort him to the Spatial Magic Tower?”

Chapter end