Mages Are Too OP

Menon is an outlier among sorcerers.

The vast majority of magicians are majoring in attack-type magic. Even if they are minoring in the protection department, it is to protect themselves on the battlefield or in battles with others.

Menon, on the other hand, prefers to seek the essence of magic. At the same time, he is not interested in destructive magic, but prefers to create some peculiar magical creations.

For example, magic fountain, magic rainbow and so on.

This kind of magic that can bring happiness to people is the goal he pursues.

And such behavior, in the eyes of his teachers and friends, is simply deviant. Mages do not pursue high damage and lethality, nor do they pursue powerful power, so what are they called Mages.

Menon still insisted on his own way, and because of this, he and his friends drifted away.

While he researched how to gather magic power, his friends were learning how to make their spells more lethal.

As he worked out how to show magic to ordinary people without hurting ordinary people, his friends were already building their careers.

If it wasn't for Menon's good family background, he had to walk through the back door, otherwise he would not be 'qualified' to stand in the Magic Association at all.

The Magic Association is the gathering place for the elites of all France, and there are a large number of magicians.

But Menon didn't find anyone who thought the same as him.

In the Magic Association, all the colleagues except him are pursuing more powerful power.

This left Menon feeling particularly disappointed, alone and lonely.

Especially when his former friends began to oppose him, he felt that no one in this world could understand him.

What's wrong with bringing happiness to people?

What's so good about fighting and killing.

At this moment, two new magics appeared in the Temple of Magic.

Oil making and water making.

Both magics were created by a man named Roland.

Although from the perspective of these two magics, the author's original intention is still to strengthen the magician himself.

Oil making is to make it easier for magicians to make money, and water making... From the point of view of the amount that can only quench thirst, it is also prepared for mages.

Let the mage have more money in the early stage, and let the mage have more flexible survivability in the wild.

This mage named Roland, in essence, is still creating magic for magicians, not for all the public and all intelligent creatures.

After realizing this, Menon's excitement decreased slightly.

This man named Roland is still the same as other magicians, who are pursuing great power, but he is pursuing more comprehensively.

However, this man named Roland, and his invention of oil-making and water-making, attracted more attention from Menon.

After a few months, Menon gradually forgot the name Roland in the depths of his memory.

But he did not expect that the other party actually appeared in front of him today, and he was still the son of gold.

Menon was very excited. Although in his opinion, Roland's essence still seemed to be the pursuit of powerful power, but the other party was willing to invent some unique spells, and it was estimated that he could understand him.

"Why are you interested in this magic fountain?" Menon asked curiously: "After I made this thing, most people said that I focused my energy on the crooked door."

Roland pointed to the outer shell structure of the magic fountain: "This thing is a magic circle, which can visualize the flow of magic power so that ordinary people can see it. But I don't understand how you made the flow of magic power flow like water. Yes. It stands to reason that magical elements cannot produce such siphonic drooping water columns, because they are not converted into magical currents."

Menon's eyes suddenly lit up: "You can see that! You are also pursuing the essence of magic?"

Roland nodded: "It can be said that."

"Come on, let me show you my latest research results." Menon grabbed Roland and walked to his room.

His room is not far from here.

After entering, you can see that there are drawings everywhere.

As we all know, white paper is very expensive, and Menon's room has so many drawings, which is enough to show that he is extremely rich.

"Look, this is what I researched about the conditions and methods for the resonance of magic elements."

"This is how the magic element changes its properties in a short period of time, and then produces a rainbow-like effect."

"And this, my proud work, the flow control of pure magic elements, and the magic fountain is an extension of this concept."

Roland grabbed the three blueprints in his hands and looked at them slowly.

Menon was not in a hurry. He sat in the chair beside him and looked at Roland expectantly.

This is Menon's show, but also Menon's test.

If Roland could understand these things, then Menon would think he was a fellow man.

So Menon was not in a hurry, he waited patiently with Erlang's feet crossed.

These three things are his masterpieces. Even if it is a legend, it is estimated that it will take half an hour to see each one before it can be understood.

Roland's level is not yet a master, so... no matter how smart he is, it will take five or six hours to fully understand it.

However... Half an hour later, Roland flipped through the three drawings, and then pondered.

Did you understand so soon?

Menon doesn't quite believe it!

Wouldn't it be pretentious.

Then Roland flicked his fingers, and the surrounding magic began to appear, and then formed a curved line of small flowing water strings.

Seeing this, Menon couldn't help jumping up: "You really got it? So fast?"

"That's because your notes are well-written and clear."

Menon clicked his tongue. He felt that he was being shown, and said unhappily: "It seems that your foundation is very good, and you are about to study this point."

"Indeed." Roland nodded.

He uses numbers to parse the magic, so the progress is pretty fast.

But no matter how fast he is, there is a limit. After all, he has only been in the game for more than two years.

Again, although the depth of learning magic is enough, the breadth is not enough.

"Looking at your three drawings, I'll take out something too, otherwise I'll be embarrassed."

Roland thought about it and took out the technique of making the magic sword.

Since Menon likes to make things, he naturally has to do it.

Then the thing was an eye-opener for Menon.

Because in addition to Mordencan, only Roland knows this stuff.

This is the first time he's seen it.

After telling Menon some key points and letting him learn and experience on his own, Roland left.

Menon didn't send it either, he was completely immersed in the ocean of learning.

Roland first went back to the pastry shop and found that Andonara was not here, so he returned to the room prepared for him by the Magic Association. After swiping the door with a card, he saw Andonara busy in it.

It is cleaning the floor, and laying the bedding.

Seeing Roland come back, she said sweetly, "I'll make dinner for you when I clean up this place."

Roland has become accustomed to Andonara as a virtuous inner helper. He feels that if he continues like this, he will probably become a life crippling person.

He watched Andonara walk around, then asked, "How was your conversation with Ms. Sharon?"

"She always wants to take me to see the eldest princess, I don't know why." Andonara said with a wry smile: "That woman was beaten up by me, wouldn't it be annoying to go to see her! But Sharon's expression and tone were different. I'm very sincere, I don't feel any malice in her, I guess she wants me to reconcile with the eldest princess Stephanie."

Roland was surprised: "Sharon is so warmhearted, why?"

"Who knows!" Andonara shook her head helplessly.

Just then, the door was knocked.

Roland turned around, opened the door and saw that it was the elder Elford.

"It seems that you have found the correct answer." Elford said happily: "As expected of the elites from our red magic tower, I didn't lose face."

Roland accepted Elford's compliment with a smile, and then asked: "Elder, what are your orders for coming here?"

"Good thing, come with us to the dinner party." Elford smiled: "The royal family invited us tonight, and you can meet a lot of big people by then."

Roland thought deeply: "I think it's better to stay in the room and study magic."

"Aren't you interested in a lot of ladies and beauties?" Elford's mysterious smile contained a hint of wretchedness: "A lot."

"Is it more beautiful than my Anna?" Roland turned sideways and pointed to Andonara, who was busy in the room.

Elford shrugged: "It is estimated that only one or two can have the appearance and body of a legendary great swordsman."

"There are so many as one or two." Roland seemed a little surprised.

Elford felt like his teeth were sore, like a dozen lemons.

As a last resort, he had to sacrifice a big weapon: "But if you don't attend the dinner, how can I introduce you to the big man in the Temple of Light, then you may lose the opportunity to enter the Great Library of Light."

"Okay, I'll go." Roland stood up straight.

Just know you will. Elford gave Roland a roll of eyes: "Follow up, and call your great swordsman queen by the way."

A few minutes later, Roland and Erford walked out of the Magic Association.

Andonara wore a white one-piece dress that was quite convenient for movement, with her eyes behind the two.

The world outside the Magic Association is full of square houses made of white rock.

The bustling crowds walked on the bustling large streets.

Erfurt pointed to the towering castle in the distance and said with a smile: "There is the royal palace, and the banquet is also held in it. We don't have a carriage, so if we want to go to the palace, we have to find a way by ourselves. For example, the easiest way for us magicians That is: fly."

Elford let out a roar, used the wind soaring technique to soar directly into the sky, and then disappeared into the towering background picture of the palace.

It turns out that the Temple of Light does not restrict flying.

Even if flying is not restricted, Roland is too lazy to fly now.

Running alone, it is better to walk slowly on the street with Andonara.

Besides, it was still early, and there was still a long way to go before the sun went down. Roland didn't believe that the palace would start the banquet so soon.

Then someone slapped him in the face like that.

A rather beautiful woman in Chinese clothes suddenly announced that the banquet had officially started when the sun was still more than halfway away from setting.

Roland almost couldn't get into the banquet hall.

Until Elford came out and brought him in.