The soldiers did not dare to leave and stayed with them fearfully. WWw、QuanBeN-XiaoShuo、cOm
There are not many people in the city health department of Ceylon City. The real army is all under the control of the city lord's palace, forming the city lord's personal guard. As soon as there was a commotion on the City Health Department's side, someone had already gone to notify the guards of the City Lord's Mansion.
Not long after, horse hooves were already thundering on the street outside, running toward the City Health Department. More than a hundred swordsmen surrounded the City Health Department. Ten people jumped off their horses and walked into the gate of the City Health Department. The door has been blown down by Jason's fireball,
The swordsman at the head of this team wore iron armor, drew his sword, and approached the main hall. The swordsmen following behind also drew their weapons.
The swordsman in iron armor was furious when he saw the situation in the hall. He pointed at Jason and said, "Who are you? How dare you rob a prison! Quickly and easily arrest him."
"Bastard." Jason scolded, pointed his finger, green light flashed, and a stream of acid shot out, hitting the swordsman in the face. There was a stabbing sound, white smoke was rising, and the acid instantly corroded the swordsman's face. The swordsman screamed and rolled to the ground.
After Jason finished doing this, he said gently to Saleen beside him: "Even enemies should not insult magicians. Even emperors should not let magicians bow their heads. There is no need to be polite to such rude things. .”
"Understood, teacher." Salin replied in a low voice, and everyone in the hall heard it and trembled.
"Pull him out, it's very noisy." Jason said to the soldier opposite. The intruding soldiers were amnesty and quickly dragged away the injured soldiers.
"I don't have much time. Whoever captured my student will bring it to me within half an hour." Jason casually took out a magic hourglass, placed it on the table next to him, and turned it over.
At this time, two more armored swordsmen walked in. The armors of these two men were obviously much more advanced and they looked like officers. The two swordsmen were similar in stature, tall and straight, one with red hair and the other with blond hair. The blond swordsman looked up and saw Jason who was still maintaining the lighting technique, and felt a chill in his heart.
He is not an ordinary soldier without knowledge. There are two magic marks on Jason's gray magic robe, which shows that he is a fifth-level magician. What kind of idiot offended such a big shot
The magician's robes come in three colors: white from level one to level three, gray from level four to level six, and black from level seven to level nine. The magic mark on the magic robe represents the level of the magician. The gray-robed mage is already considered a great magician. Even the city lord cannot afford to offend such a person.
The red-haired swordsman silently saluted Jason, and then said to the surrounding soldiers: "You guys, go and capture all the people related to this matter immediately. If there is one missing, I will take your place."
The soldiers glanced at Jason with their eyes. Jason's face was expressionless and he didn't seem to object. The soldiers then dispersed.
The red-haired swordsman then cautiously said to Jason: "Mr. Magician, what else do you need from me?"
"Well..." Jason pondered for a moment and said, "Don't let your city lord come, I don't want to see him."
The red-haired swordsman was stunned, lowered his head and said: "Yes, Master Magician, this young master is injured. I will ask a magician to come over. What do you think?"
"No need, he can bear the pain." Jason rejected the red-haired swordsman's kindness. He was not in a hurry to treat Salin. It was an ordinary injury anyway, so he wanted to stay for a while so that Salin could remember what happened today. Salin must have done something to get caught. Regardless of whether it is right or wrong, there is a lesson learned so that similar things can be avoided in the future.
The red-haired swordsman whispered something to the blond swordsman, and the blond swordsman lowered his head and left the hall. The red-haired swordsman was by his side. Salin originally thought he was going to be doomed, but unexpectedly, the situation immediately changed as soon as the teacher came. Judging from the teacher's tone, even the city lord doesn't like to talk to him.
Only then did Salin understand the meaning of a magician. Although the status of a magician was also written in the book, it was hard to believe it until he saw it with his own eyes. He also knew the red-haired swordsman. He was from the City Lord's Mansion. He was not a bad person. During the Ghost Festival last year, he went to collect the flour distributed by the City Lord. The swordsman even asked someone to give him a small bag.
In less than half an hour, the four soldiers who arrested Salin, the businessman and the servant were all captured.
The six people still didn't know what happened. When the businessman saw Salin standing next to Jason, he knew something was wrong. He was the first to kneel to the ground, and his servants also knelt down at the opportunity.
"Who captured my student?" Jason asked coldly.
The four soldiers looked at each other and then at the red-haired swordsman standing aside. The red-haired swordsman seemed not to notice them, looking upwards. The four soldiers had no choice but to answer bravely: "We caught him. We received a report saying that he... stole Master Zhanbu's gold coins."
The soldier pointed his finger at the businessman, looking innocent.
"Zhanbu? Is it you? Why did you falsely accuse my students?" Jason stared at the businessman and asked each word.
"Sir, this is a misunderstanding. I recognized the wrong person..."
"You lied, I'll give you another chance." Jason interrupted.
"Sir, this is really the case. I have no grudge against him, so how could I frame him? I..."
The businessman wanted to continue talking, but Jason impatiently released a magic, white light flashed, and an ice pick penetrated the businessman's head, drilling a blood hole as big as the mouth of a cup.
"Stop being such an idiot. Magicians can detect lies. Tell me why you framed my students?" After Jason killed someone casually, he asked the servant again. He didn't necessarily want to convict the other party, he just wanted to know if Salin had caused something.
The servant was so frightened that he wet his pants and lay on the ground crying: "Sir, this is not my idea. I want to buy Master Metatrin's house. I don't want to go through the procedures in the city hall. Master Metatrin will never die." , The master came up with this idea, it really has nothing to do with me... "
"I know it's none of your business." After Jason said that, he released a wind blade. The light blue wind blade instantly cut off the servant's head. Blood spurted out, and the head rolled to the side with snot and tears.
After Jason finished doing this, he said to Salin beside him: "Salin, it's really not your fault. Come back with me. You four like to catch people so much, and I'm very unhappy, so just chop off your hands." , so as not to catch the wrong person again in the future and lose his head."
"Sir, your student is fine, or..." The red-haired swordsman opened his mouth to plead.
Jason stood up and pulled Salin out of the hall without looking at the red-haired swordsman. His voice rang out in the hall: "I spared my students only when they are safe. If they really die, I will let all of you be buried with them. Tomorrow, count the property of the exhibition and send it to the outside of the city. It's considered a blessing." Make amends to my students. For one less gold coin, I will kill one person."
The red-haired swordsman shuddered. There was no magician in Ceylon City. If this fifth-level magician really caused trouble, even massacre of the city would be possible. He silently drew his sword and walked towards the four soldiers...
Salin was led by Jason all the way out of Ceylon City. The soldiers guarding the city had received the news long ago and hurriedly opened the city gate and sent the two plague gods away.
Returning to his ancestral home, Jason used the Rain Technique to treat Salin. While he was being treated, Jason asked about what happened during the day. Salin explained it in detail, and Jason roughly understood what was going on. He didn't blame Salin, a child, how could he understand that people's hearts are sinister. The lesson learned this time must have made Salin understand that in this world, strength is the last word.
After the treatment, Salin went back to his room to rest, thinking over and over again about everything that happened today. If there is no teacher, no matter how many gold coins you have, they will only be an accomplice to your own death.
We must become stronger, we must! must!
He lay on his bed with his eyes open, unable to sleep. The room was a little dark, like it was still in a dungeon. The feeling of heart palpitations and despair never disappeared, and the fear of death eroded the young mind. Salin groped his way out of bed, lit the candle on the table, then closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
Early the next morning, the red-haired swordsman arrived with gold coins. It seems that he was not idle last night, and counting the property is not an easy task. Jason didn't say much to him. He just asked Salin to receive him and talk to Salin if he had anything to do.
The red-haired swordsman sat uneasily in the front hall. Salin came down from upstairs. The red-haired swordsman quickly stood up and said hello to Salin: "Master Metatrin, you are up."
Salin was still a little uncomfortable with the other party's enthusiasm. In the past, when walking on the street, these swordsmen from the city lord's palace would never think that he existed. The red-haired swordsman may be a good person, but without a teacher, he would just be helping himself to a small bag of flour during the festival. I'm afraid he has forgotten this matter a long time ago, right
"Master Metatrin..." Seeing that Salin was in a daze, the red-haired swordsman called tentatively.
"Well, what's the matter?"
The red-haired swordsman replied with some embarrassment: "Zhanbu's property has been counted. The total is 2,200 gold coins. There are also two properties and some livestock, which are worth about 400 gold coins. It is difficult to sell the house, so we can only sell it temporarily. I owe it. After it is sold, I will send the gold coins over. This is the Imperial Bank deposit check for two thousand gold coins, and this is 200 gold coins in cash."
The red-haired swordsman placed four money bags on the table, each of which was full.
Salin's eyelids jumped, but after yesterday's troubles, he did not rush forward to count the gold coins. Instead, he said calmly: "Those two houses, if you collect 300 gold coins, they are yours. If it is convenient, I will send the money in the afternoon." , can you help me deliver half a year’s supply of rice, flour, seasonings and dried meat?”
"No problem!" The red-haired swordsman was overjoyed. Originally, it was still difficult to sell these two houses for four hundred gold coins. He was afraid of Jason's words - if one gold coin is missing, I will kill one person. Now that Salinen is sold to him at a discount, he will get dozens of gold coins in exchange for it, so he doesn't have to worry about making up for the shortfall.
After sending away the red-haired swordsman, Salin carried four money bags and two Imperial Bank deposit checks and came to Jason's magic laboratory.
"Teacher, yours."
"Let it be there for you. If your magic improves, you'll need a lot of money. Ask me for it when you're done." Jason didn't take Salin's money, and he didn't care about the gold coins. He was just a little annoyed last night. A small businessman dared to offend the dignity of a magician and lie to himself continuously. That's why he ransacked Zhanbu's house to compensate himself and Salin.