Mages Are Too OP Chapter 604

Chapter 604 Is It a Show?

Roland had known that he might get surrounded. He didn't know Martin very well, but the guy surely didn't seem like someone who would follow rules.

As it happened, the guy was also the incumbent chairman of the Guild of Warriors.

So, Roland wasn't surprised at all. He simply looked at the Legendary Warrior, who was an innocent-looking middle-aged man, and wondered if he should attack.

Roland had always liked to take the initiative.

But considering that he might become a public enemy, he couldn't attack until the guy evinced any hostility.

Nevertheless, his eyes were full of aggressiveness.

He subconsciously looked at other people's vitals, including their throat, temples, heart etc.

His eyes exuded a strong determination of killing to the people on his opposite.

The few Warriors frowned and stepped back. The Legendary Warrior walked forward and said with a bitter smile, “My friend, relax. We mean no harm to you.” You mean no harm to me?

Looking at the dozen Warriors that were in his way and behind him, Roland didn't think that it was a sign of friendliness at all.

“We're just too used to our habits.”

The Legendary Warrior smiled bitterly and waved his hand, and those who surrounded Roland stepped aside.

All of them seemed rather awkward and embarrassed.

The Legendary Warrior said with a smile, “Can you trust us now, sir?” Roland nodded.

Fine. The Warriors did have weird habits.

Following the Legendary Warrior, Roland zigzagged through the city and ended up in a remote manor.

The gate of the manor was closed the moment he came in.

Tables, fruits, and delicious wine had been prepared in the courtyard.

Several Master-level Warriors were seated. The Legendary Warrior took the host's seat and invited Roland to sit down.

After Roland sat down, he said, “I invited you here because there's something I'd like to discuss with you.”

“I'm all ears.” Roland drank a mouthful of the fruit wine, as he was a little bit thirsty.

“Before we get to anything, allow me to introduce myself.” The Legendary Warrior smiled and said, “I am Grantham, deputy chairman of the Guild of Warriors.”

Roland nodded, showing that he was listening.

“I know that Chairman Martin met you not a long time ago,” the Legendary Warrior said and smiled, “and I also know that you two had some conflict.”

“So, you want to settle the score for your chairman?” asked Roland curiously.

Grantham quickly waved his hand. “Of course not. Mr. Roland, unlike Martin, I know you very well.”

“Oh?” Roland raised his eyebrows.

“You are the strongest Mage among the Golden Sons, an immortal being, and the most promising star in the Red Magic Tower. Also, your woman is the queen of Hollevin and a Legendary Swordsman.” Grantham smiled. “I wonder if my intelligence is correct.”

Roland put the cup down. “It's all true. Your chairman had no idea who I was, yet you know me so well, which means that you didn't report the important intelligence… I get it now. The conflict isn't between me and Martin, but between you and him.”

After a brief daze, Grantham shook his head. “As expected of a Mage, you do have a quick wit. You're right. The Guild of Warriors is now divided into two factions: those who support inheritance and those who support election. Old Martin intends to name his son, Young Martin, as the next chairman. Things would be fine if Young Martin were capable, but he is just a bum and can't even manage his manor well, let alone a guild.” “So you want to replace him?” Roland played with the cup in his hand.

He didn't foresee that he would be involved in a coup.

But then again, he wasn't really involved, because he could leave anytime with his spatial magic.

“Yes. The Guild of Warriors should be run by someone more capable, such as Deputy Chairman Beacher.” Grantham paused a moment and said, “He's capable and respected. He is the leader that can lead the Guild of Warriors into the future.”

“I thought you would say that you are a better candidate.” Roland was more or less surprised. “You are a deputy chairman, and there's another deputy chairman. How many deputy chairmen are there in your guild?”

“Four.”

“So your power is rather divided.”

Roland understood why there were four deputy chairmen.

It was meant to split the power, so that the power apart from the leader's wouldn't be concentrated.

Every person had selfish desires. They would rather not give up whatever little power they had. Also, where there was power, there were conflicts.

If four deputy chairmen were holding each other back, the position of the chairman would be stable.

Grantham smiled bitterly. “You're very smart, sir. The four deputy chairmen are now divided evenly, with two on each side. The election faction doesn't really have any advantage.”

“An interesting form of organization.” Roland still found it odd. “But does it have anything to do with me?”

“I hope that you can help us oust Martin from power.” Grantham smiled as if he were just having a casual conversation.

“Sorry, can't help, goodbye.”

Quickly refusing the request, Roland rose and was about to leave. Why on earth would he meddle with someone else's family business?

Besides, Roland didn't trust Grantham and only believed half of what he said.

“Wait!” Grantham stood up anxiously. “Of course, we're willing to offer you a lot of valuable magic materials if you help us.”

“Valuable?” Roland smiled. “How valuable exactly? Can you give me a hundred kilograms of Meteorite Minerals?”

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Meteorite Minerals were one of the best magic materials that could replace many important ingredients and even be used as catalysts for certain alchemical potions. For Roland, it was also a necessary material to build the foundational magic array of the floating city.

He needed at least sixty kilograms of it.

However, there were only fifty kilograms of Meteorite Minerals in Hollevin in total as of this moment.

Their price was extremely high. Roland's Magic Tower in Delpon spent a long time trying to purchase it, but it only bought one kilogram.

Roland was even of a mind to go mining in the Realm of Devils, because he was told that such minerals were common there.

“Yes!” Grantham stared Roland in the eyes and put on a shrewd smile. “It's true that the Meteorite Minerals are expensive, but the Guild of Warriors can afford a hundred kilograms of them.”

What a rich organization! I didn't know that the Guild of Warriors collected so many Meteorite Minerals.

Roland couldn't have felt more jealous.

He had thought that he was already rich enough with the Magic Tower in Hollevin, but he was just greatly humiliated.

According to the market price, a hundred kilograms of Meteorite Minerals were enough to buy three Delpon Magic Towers.

“Even if you can, it's not like you will just offer a hundred kilograms of Meteorite Minerals to me, will you?” Roland shook his head.

“You will have the hundred kilograms of Meteorite Minerals the moment Beacher becomes the chairman.”

Roland looked the man in his eyes. “Do you know what a hundred kilograms of Meteorite Minerals mean? Are you so generous? I find it hard to believe your sincerity. Is this a trap against me?”

Roland never believed that anything good would happen for nothing.

Even if it did, one would have to pay a price in order to enjoy it.

Grantham shook his head. “We're not bold enough to trick and harm a Golden Son. You're undying. As long as you find the truth, I dare say that you will crazily hunt whoever set you

up.”

“Hehe. That's true.” Roland looked at the guy's eyes. “So, how should I work with you?”

Roland really didn't want to meddle with someone else's family business, but Martin clearly didn't look like a good guy. Also, based on Roland's experience, a petty man like Martin would try to get back at him sooner or later.

He might as well take the man down first before the man came to him.

Roland would never admit that what really tempted him was the hundred kilograms of Meteorite Minerals.

He didn't want to accept the request, but its reward was too great for him to refuse.

Grantham was very happy that Roland accepted the request.

He believed that no Mages could resist the temptation of abundant Meteorite Minerals.

“In fact, your job is very simple.”

Although Grantham was in his own manor, he looked around to ensure that nobody was eavesdropping.

It was many people's habitual movement. They would subconsciously look around when they talked about business and didn't want it to be leaked.

Grantham informed Roland of his plan. After ten minutes later, Roland raised his thumb. “That's quite a feasible plan.”

Grantham shook his head. “I wouldn't say that. It's just that we've been waiting for this opportunity for too long.”

Roland stood up. “I'll see you tonight.” “See you tonight.” Grantham rose too and escorted Roland out of the manor.

When the night came, Roland and Stephanie took her carriage to a big manor in the north suburb.

A line of carriages was parked on one side of the road.

All of those carriages were extravagant in a low-key way.

In the courtyard behind the gate, many gentlemen and ladies were standing on the lawn in several groups.

When Roland and Stephanie stepped out of the carriage, many people were shocked.

It was because Stephanie was known as a self-respecting woman. Although her husband had died, she never took part in such messy parties.

Martin, on the other hand, was a lustful man, so the parties he threw were always erotic.

In particular, there would be a dark period after the party was over, and one could have sex with whoever they laid their hand on. It was quite morally unprincipled. Nobody expected that the First Princess would appear in such a place with a pretty boy.

Some of the party folk with keener eyes noticed that Stephanie looked rather happy.

Had the princess finally thought it through?

Many young, handsome nobles got excited.

Actually, Stephanie was indeed quite happy, because Roland had asked her to put on an act by offering her ten bottles of Dragon Meat Reagent.

Ten bottles of Dragon Meat Reagent! That's a huge sum of money!

So, she had every reason to feel happy!

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