Roland turned around and saw a man dressed in a nondescript manner.
The reason why it is said to be nondescript is because he is obviously wearing the gray robe of a wizard apprentice, but he is also wearing brown leather armor underneath.
Roland stared at the man and narrowed his eyes slightly.
An inexplicable sense of crisis was like a needle pricking at Roland's back. Driven by this itching sensation, Roland straightened his waist unconsciously.
...is the Magic Knife Wizard.
Roland looked at it again and confirmed this from his unconsciously bent right hand and straightened left hand.
Wizards rarely wear leather armor. If they are not afraid of affecting their spell-casting movements, there are even wizards who wear heavy armor. That is a special combat wizard named Thunder Fist.
But only wizards will not wear leather armor. Because leather belongs to living things and cannot transmit unformed laws.
This will allow the wizard to use witchcraft such as Sun Flame Bodyguard or Flame Nova to block them in the leather armor when the witchcraft is just half-formed, thereby burning the wizard himself.
However, there is only one kind of wizard who wears leather armor, and that is the Magic Knife Wizard.
The Knife Wizard is not so much a wizard as an assassin who can use witchcraft.
Unless necessary, they will not deliberately use those powerful witchcraft.
In addition to those witchcraft that can achieve invisibility, cause illusions and space movement effects, the Knife wizards can at most study some gaze-based and simple blessing-based witchcraft.
But at the same time, in order to be wary of trick wizards and assassins, many wizards who are good at fighting are used to having a constant metal induction barrier on their bodies. Once a metal product exceeding a certain weight is too close to them, the barrier on their bodies will alarm them.
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Therefore, only wizards who require a certain amount of defense but cannot wear too many metal items need to wear leather armor.
Moreover, when fighting, the magic knife wizard needs to straighten his left hand and hold the knife in his right hand. When casting spells, he uses the ritual knife to gently carve the rules on the palm of his left hand to cast spells silently.
Roland frowned slightly.
If you want to form this habit, you must at least master the feature of "silent magic". In other words, the man in front of you must at least reach the Bronze level.
However, in order for Roland to feel a sense of crisis now, if he doesn't have some kind of object that can restrain Roland, he will need at least a Silver-ranked Knife Wizard.
...However, he was wearing a gray robe that only wizard apprentices would wear.
——There is a problem.
Roland raised his head and looked at this strange man carefully.
Only then did Roland notice this man's face.
His handsome and angular face gives people a lion-like feeling. On this basis, the fluffy curly hair undoubtedly deepens this impression.
This strange man looked to be about 27 or 28 years old, with a moderate amount of muscles on his body. He was about 1.85 meters tall, which was a head taller than Roland.
The palm of his left hand was cleaner, whiter and tenderer than that of his right hand. This showed that he had just participated in a battle and found a priest of the goddess of life for treatment and scar removal.
Coupled with his well-kept curly hair and the perfume on his body, he is a person who pays great attention to his image.
He pays attention to his image, likes to exercise, talks to others without using honorifics, and with his trademark blond hair, he is definitely a Titan.
And Titan... is mostly single.
Roland asserted indifferently.
"Robert! Long time no see!"
While Roland was still sizing up this person, An Ruosi turned around and hurried over to meet him in surprise.
The man named Robert in the middle grinned and gave An Ruosi a big hug: "Long time no see, An Ruosi."
Then, with all his strength, he clamped An Ruosi's neck with his right arm and gave him a headbutt.
"Good boy, you have found two such beautiful ladies to accompany you after not seeing each other for a month? You don't want Natalia anymore?"
While saying this, Robert dragged An Ruosi to a room away from Roland and Claudia, lowered his head and asked in a very soft voice: "Hey, buddy. Which one is yours?"
"Which one is mine..."
An Ruosi couldn't laugh or cry.
Just as he was about to explain, he felt Roland kick him from behind, not lightly nor hard. He felt a jolt in his heart and immediately closed his mouth.
"I am Hellan. Hellan. Alexeyevna." Roland took two steps forward, gave a Suze noble salute, and said to Robert crisply in Titan with a winter elf accent, "
I am An Ruosi’s friend, Mr. Robert, whom I met for the first time.”
"This is the first time we meet, Miss Hellan Alex. Your name has a fragrance that makes people feel relaxed and happy."
Robert straightened up suddenly, greeted Roland very affectionately, and praised him irreverently.
Then, he blinked fiercely at An Ruosi, and then walked towards Claudia with a bright smile that almost shone.
…I always feel like I’ve been misunderstood.
An Ruosi's mouth twitched.
"Who is he?" Before An Ruosi could give any explanation, Roland blocked An Ruosi's path with his body, gently held An Ruosi's neck with his hands, and asked in a low voice.
"A very friendly senior, he is the one I know best in the crafty knife department..." An Ruosi sadly discovered that this misunderstanding seemed to be unsolvable after Roland's intervention, so she gave up and said, "I heard
It is said that his family is from the Titan military, and he has a very cruel sister... Oh, by the way, he is still single, Miss Hellan."
"You can see it."
Roland glanced at Claudia, who was looking at him with a confused expression, and chuckled.
That is my saint, if you can cheat her away with just a few words, why should I care?
"By the way, who is that Natalia?"
"Why are you asking so many questions, Mr. Roland...So what are you going to do..."
An Ruosi dropped her shoulders feebly, put her hands heavily on Roland's shoulders, and said earnestly: "Can you please stop making trouble...Poor little An Ruosi's emotional journey is already facing many crises-"
"I just want to talk a little bit. I will help you later, but you can help me first."
Roland squinted his eyes, slowly touched An Ruosi's left hand with his right hand, and gently held his left index finger.
To be precise, it was pinched on the black ring on his second knuckle.
Immediately, An Ruosi was shocked all over.
"I understand. You act according to circumstances." Roland mouthed to An Ruosi.
An Ruosi immediately showed a grateful look and a hint of surprise.
His expression perfectly confirmed Roland's suspicion.
Only then did Roland confirm his previous suspicions.
The one on An Ruosi's left hand is probably not an ordinary devil, but an Ismail.
Most wizards don't know it, but An Ruosi, as a student of Palbuchco, should at least know what an Yisma is.
After all, the only Yisma sample in the White Tower was captured by Parbuchco.
If the devil is an evil lawyer who defrauds precious coins like "souls" through legal contracts, then Yismao is an organ trafficker who defrauds victims into "voluntarily" donating all their internal organs through forged contracts.
They will disguise themselves as ordinary devils, but instead of completing the transaction at once, they will connect their hearing, touch or vision to the forged contract to follow the victim, and continue to sign one after another according to the victim's specific situation.
A contract that hides no malicious intent at all, and ultimately directly takes over the victim's body.
They are more like blackmailers than liars.
The contract is now bound to An Ruosi's finger, and it is impossible to write without the eye symbol. If nothing else, An Ruosi's hearing should be connected.
So……
"By the way, let me ask, what is Natalia's level?"
Roland asked pretending to be casual.
"High-level Black Iron...what's wrong?"
An Ruosi replied casually, with a confused look on her face.
"It's nothing... I was just calculating the danger of pretending to be your girlfriend," Roland said, showing a sweet smile that did not hide his malice. "Now it seems that the possibility of being hacked to death together with you is not high."
It makes me feel relieved."
"...Slow down, wait up! Mr. Roland, if I do something wrong..."
An Ruosi's voice suddenly became louder.
But before he could say the second half of his sentence, Roland turned his head and asked Robert abruptly: "Um, Mr. Robert——"
"Beautiful Miss Herlan Alex, what can I do for you?"
Robert immediately turned around, took two steps towards Roland, and asked in a deep voice.
It was obvious that the second half of An Ruosi's words was directly covered by Roland's voice, and Robert did not hear it at all.
"I want to know, what do you mean when you just said, 'I'm right'?"
Roland's eyes narrowed slightly like a fox. Hearing Roland's question, Claudia and An Ruosi also cast their eyes over. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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