Chapter 82 Invitation

The magic circle that binds and stores thunder, the switch that controls input and output, the shell that is as cheap as possible to ensure stability and safety, and the design that is simple and easy to understand.

Roland designed a not-so-advanced plan based on the extraordinary knowledge he had acquired in the City of Origin, combined with the knowledge and experience from his previous life.

As the saying goes, one step ahead is a genius, three steps ahead is a madman. Roland remembers his own personality and dares not come up with anything too advanced.

Moreover, things that are too advanced are difficult for the Massimo School to understand, and they have to write out the theories they use themselves.

It would be simpler and more convenient to modify the existing theories and use them directly. This would also make it easier for the Massimo School to understand.

Although it sounds simple, it was still a bit difficult for Roland to design it.

Designing a solution is not like answering casters' questions on a forum, where you just need to provide a solution, even if you don't explain it clearly.

But the design plan has to be explained clearly to the School of Massimo.

Therefore, he had to carefully consider every step of the design and also look through various books in the space bracelet to find theoretical support.

Looking at the design draft on the table and the pile of reference books beside it, Roland took a sip of juice with a headache.

It's not a pleasant feeling to dance with shackles on.

He rubbed his head, rested for a while, and then continued to work on the design plan.

This time, it lasted until the sound of the door opening woke up Roland who was concentrating.

Roland looked up and saw Hela walking into the room.

Looking at the neat and tidy Hela, Roland said casually.

"You're back? How do you feel?"

Hela nodded to Roland, then walked over to him and sat down naturally.

She said hesitantly.

"The spellcasters I've encountered so far all seem a bit weak."

Hearing Hela's answer, Roland smiled and asked.

"Tell me how it's weak."

"Ah."

Hela nodded and explained as she recalled.

"The spells mastered by the opponents I encountered were relatively simple. Basically, they only knew lightning-elemental spells, which made them easy to target."

"Also, they don't have many fighting skills. Many spellcasters can only stand and cast spells on each other, and at most they can only dodge attacks."

Hela recalled the opponent she had just approached and kicked away, and continued.

"They seem to have never thought about what to do if someone approaches them. They have almost no close combat experience and have no defense at all."

"Besides, he's quite delicate. He was in so much pain after being kicked that he couldn't move."

"Although his strength appears good, his actual combat capability is worrying. The few third-ring spellcasters I encountered did not pose any threat to me even after they had used up all their tools."

Hela's tone contained a subtle hint of surprise.

She achieved complete victory today by relying only on ordinary dark element spells.

The undead in the space bracelet and the gray crow hiding aside had no chance to play.

Hela didn't even use a single necromancy spell.

After the battle in the duel arena, Hela's filter for the school was completely shattered.

At the same time, she finally understood why spellcasters who came from wild mages said that school mages who came from pure schools could not withstand the storm.

Finally, Hela concluded.

"A bunch of flowers grown in a greenhouse."

Roland said casually as he continued to design the plan.

"It's like this. After all, the Tower of Truth is too stable. With the Truth Council keeping an eye on things, there is basically no private fighting."

"The only place where they can fight is the duel arena. It's not surprising that it turned out like this."

Hela poured herself a glass of juice and refilled it for Roland.

"By the way, in that case, are we still going tomorrow?" Roland asked after finishing the last part.

"go."

Hela answered in the affirmative and continued.

"Although they are not strong, there are not so many spellcasters outside for me to practice with except here."

"Besides, the competition I'm participating in hasn't ended yet. Since I'm already participating, I might as well finish it first."

As Hela spoke, she glanced at the design draft on the table without asking any further questions.

Roland put down his pen and said casually while organizing the design draft.

"Well, be safe, and if anything happens, remember to tell me immediately."

"I see."

Hela nodded slightly.

Roland organized the design draft and then quickly copied it using magic.

After placing the original manuscript into the space bracelet, Roland placed the copy into a box and sealed it with magic. Then he waved his hand and injected a little magic power into the small magic circle carved on the wall not far away.

After the small magic circle gained magic power and started to operate, the servants who received the news also rushed over quickly.

A first-ring spellcaster attendant walked into the room and saluted Roland respectfully.

Roland also nodded slightly, handed her the box on the table, and said.

"Send it for identification."

She took the box, nodded, and left the room.

The appraisal was done very quickly, and the results were delivered to Roland early the next morning.

Roland glanced at the appraisal results that the servant brought to his door.

The feedback from Massimo's school was about what he expected.

Roland did not hesitate. He took out a piece of white paper, wrote down what he wanted to exchange, and asked the servant in front of him to run again.

Afterwards, Roland put all these things behind him, got dressed and prepared to go out.

He now had to respond to those personal invitations and visit a fourth-ring spellcaster.

He had a big project he was heading and was hoping Roland could give him some advice.

Of course, Roland also knew that the other party was just asking Roland to take a look and give some different suggestions.

After all, the previous academic exchanges only confirmed that Roland had something.

Roland has not yet proven his ability on any major project, so it is impossible for him to interfere or even command them.

The decision was still made by the other side, so Roland knew very well what he should do now.

Apart from providing suggestions and references, Roland would not say anything more.

Behind Roland, Hela, who was also preparing to go out to the duel arena, followed Roland out.

The two of them walked along the road for a distance.

At a crossroads.

Roland looked at Hela and instructed.

"Safety comes first. If you encounter a spellcaster you can't defeat, just surrender. It's not shameful. There's no need to force yourself."

"Ok, I know."

Hela nodded obediently.

Although Roland kept reminding her that safety came first, she didn't get annoyed.

On the contrary, she was very happy about Roland's concern.

After giving a few more concerned instructions, Roland took the lead and walked in one direction.

Hila watched Roland disappear from her sight before she slowly walked in the opposite direction of Roland.

(End of this chapter)