Mages Are Too OP

Roland was once again naked and resurrected on the altar of the Church of the Goddess of Life. It's just that this time he felt very tired and lost the lightness he had before. When he opened the system interface, he suddenly found that he had a weak negative state that lasted for two hours.

Very retro setting, in ordinary games, this is just a negative state, at most it is a drop in attributes, just hang up for a while. But in this game, that's not the case.

At this time, Roland felt that his body was hollowed out, and he didn't even want to move. He sat on the sacrificial altar and gasped for breath.

There was no one in the church. Roland walked around the church for a while, and then realized that he was even more tired. He had to sit on a chair and rest with his eyes closed. His consciousness soon became blurred.

I don't know how long I squinted, the door of the church opened, and Falken came in with a set of white clothes. When he saw Roland, he showed such an expression as he expected.

And Roland woke up when he heard the movement. When he got up, he subconsciously blocked his next three paths. When he saw that it was Falcon, he was relieved.

Falcon used a proficient language to Roland, then handed over the clothes and said, "Put them on first, child."

Roland took the suit and saw that it was a robe with faintly flowing light blue light patterns on it, which was not ordinary at first glance. He couldn't help asking: "This should be a magic item."

"Yeah." Falcon smiled and said, "This is the clothes I wore when I was a mercenary when I was young. It can slightly improve the effect of magic. Although it is indeed a magic item, it is not too valuable. I will keep it. It's nothing more than just a thought."

"Then I can't accept it." Roland shook his head.

Falcon smiled and said, "You don't have any clothes to wear now, do you."

When Roland thought about it, it was indeed the truth, and he didn't reject it anymore. Take it over and put it on the body, it also fits quite well. After doing this action, my head was a little dizzy again, so I sighed and sat back on the bench.

"What's wrong with you?" Falcon saw that Roland seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Continuous resurrection, entering a weak state." Roland smiled wryly.

Falcon was silent for a while and said, "Thank you for saving the three children."

Roland was a little surprised: "You know?"

"Otherwise, how could I come here." Falcon smiled slightly: "Those three children ran back crying, although the words were messed up, but in general, they made things clear. They mistakenly entered the giant The outskirts of the spider territory, were driven to a tree, you happened to pass by, rescued them, and then you died there yourself."

Roland was a little strange: "The territory of those spiders is not far from Red Clay Town. Why don't you want to get rid of them, if one day they enter the town, the consequences will be disastrous."

Falcon was silent for a while, and then said bitterly: "Those giant spiders are magical beasts, ordinary people are not their opponents, and there are also a lot of them. Only powerful professionals can kill them, but the problem is that the entire red soil Jin, there is no one else except me, which is barely a professional. And I'm good at healing, not good at fighting."

The old man's expression was helpless and helpless. In fact, giant spiders attack people a dozen times a year, and most of the victims are children. Adults can run fast and can generally escape, children are not so lucky.

"If I could use magic, it wouldn't be so hard before." Roland was a little unwilling, he clearly had the ability to turn over giant spiders, but he couldn't show it: "Old man, can you teach me to use magic? Any tricks?"

Falcon stared at Roland for a while, then smiled. This kind of unconvincing eyes, he also had when he was young. It's just that his foundation is poor, the upper limit of growth is low, and it is useless to refuse to admit defeat, but the young man in front of him is different, he can see that the other party is well educated and very smart.

"There are three types of spellcasters, I'm a priest, you are a mage, and the other is a warlock. I can't teach you too advanced things, after all, I'm just a low-level professional." Falken said slowly: " But I can tell you some basic knowledge. To use magic, a mage must connect the spell nodes. The faster the connection, the shorter the casting time. You can start from the lowest level of magic training, so that even if the spell fails, it will not work. He will blow his head off because of the magic backlash."

Falcon pointed to his head, and the expression on his face was quite playful.

Roland had to laugh dryly, after all, even he felt embarrassed about it.

"You should go out and eat something. The magic thing will be considered later." Falcon pointed to the door: "Many times, people feel weak because they are too hungry."

Roland also wanted to eat something, and he really felt hungry now. The game was done so realistically that even the hunger was taken into account. But he smiled bitterly and said, "I don't have any money for food."

"If we let our hero go hungry, it would be a shame for our Red Clay Town." Falcon came over, helped Roland, and dragged him out. I have to say, although this old man is old , Looking at the appearance of being about to go into the ground, but the strength is still not small.

When the two of them walked outside the church, Roland was surprised to find that, at some point in time, there was a small thatched cottage on the left side of the church. Although it was not large in size, when he looked in through the window, he saw a bed and a cabinet. Tables and chairs are available. On the table, there are also several steaming dishes served on wooden plates.

On the other side of the downhill intersection, there were more than a dozen people standing, men and women, young and old. Three of the little guys looked familiar. Roland recognized them and waved slightly, and then the dozen people suddenly bent deeply. When they got down, the three children bent their waists even deeper, and their heads almost hit the ground.

Roland was a little surprised.

Falcon patted Roland's back lightly and said, "You deserve it."

"They are all poor people. They have nothing of value. The only thing that can repay you is to help you build a small house and cook a few dishes for you to eat. Don't dislike it."

The sun was shining brightly at noon, and Roland didn't know how to describe his mood at this time. With mixed feelings, he tried to squeeze out a smile, but the smile was a little sour.

After the salute, the dozen or so people left the mountain road. Falcon helped Roland to the thatched hut and then sat down on a chair before leaving the thatched hut.

Roland stared at the steaming dishes on the table, and after a while, he said helplessly, "No chopsticks... I'm not used to using knives and forks."