Salin had come up with this idea on the spur of the moment. After he knew what Nelis had done, he first taught her a lesson and used the family badge to make Nelis understand that she was still his summoned creature and couldn't make any decisions to ruin his plan.
Then, Salin brought Nelis to Rex to discuss how to solve this problem. However, he saw Bivano in the square of the central hall and immediately had a new idea. Most mages wouldn't walk past Bivano like that. After all, Bivano was a Sword Saint and had fast reflexes.
However, Salin had three strong fighters with him, and each of them could suppress Bivano. Naturally, he didn't have to worry about his own safety. Using the water in the gourd to tie Bivano up, even a Magic Shooter couldn't dispel this water. Salin was completely at ease.
If Bivano didn't die, his men wouldn't fight him to the death. This plan was worthless, but no one knew that Nelis had already summoned four powerful demons.
Salin brought his men with him, and Rex's men were also in the hall. No one would think that anything happened outside had anything to do with him.
Once he proved that he was "innocent", Bivano would take the initiative to appease the soldiers and wouldn't have the intention to die together with him. Salin didn't believe that Bivano didn't have secret methods to deal with him.
Bivano's face was ashen. His body was entangled by that terrifying water current. He had seen it with his own eyes when Salin cut the metallized rock. He knew that his magic armor couldn't block this kind of attack, so he could only helplessly follow Salin into the hall.
"Your Highness Rex, what do you mean?"
"Nothing." Salin continued, "The two hundred people you sent to my place were all killed by me. I brought you in because I was afraid that you would do something unwise. "Salin said as he controlled the water. Bivano couldn't help but sit down. His body was tied up with the water that could cut metal. Salin obviously wouldn't let him move.
When the water wasn't attacking, it didn't consume much mental power. With Salin's abundant mental power, even if the water kept flowing on Bivano's body, it could last for eight to ten days.
"Stormy Bear, close the door." Rex ignored Bivano and called Stormy Bear back to close the door of the hall.
Bifano's expression turned even uglier, but he calmed down after hearing that Salin had killed two hundred of his men. He had underestimated this Magician. He actually dared to make a move without hesitation.
Outside the Central Hall, Bifano's bodyguards stood there helplessly. The young duke was captured, so he could only listen to a few magicians. The magician had no choice but to comfort everyone. If there were no more dangers within the next two to three days, Rex wouldn't make things difficult for the young duke. This was a rule among the nobles.
If an aristocrat captured another aristocrat, it was very rare for them to kill the other. Unless there was a deep hatred between the two of them.
The soldiers in the square couldn't go back either. They had to guard the gate and make sure that no one left through the gate. There was no day or night in the temple, only a few magical mechanical clocks. Six hours later came the sad news that some of Bivano's craftsmen had been killed.
A few Magicians discussed together. Everyone agreed that someone from the Pink Legion must have slipped through the net and was hiding in the dark to attack. Although Bivano's army suffered a few losses, there were still more than four thousand people gathered in the main hall.
Bivano's advisors were mainly Magicians and some knowledgeable magic apprentices. The Magicians were responsible for his safety and combat, while the magic apprentices were responsible for management.
The tasks were quickly assigned. The four thousand people were divided into four groups and searched the halls one by one. The rest protected the craftsmen and farmers. Bivano still brought some farmers with him, mainly responsible for taking care of the war horses.
Every possible hiding spot had been carefully searched, and even after searching for two days, there were no clues. There were no more deaths in these two days.
The morale of the soldiers began to drop. The young duke was captured, and the people that Duke Rex brought with him were all in the Central Hall. The people who died later obviously couldn't be Duke Rex's people. The people in the Central Hall had already been cleared of suspicion. However, no one dared to ask Rex to release the young duke.
In the Central Hall, Bivano had lost his spirit. Salin never looked at him again. He couldn't compare to Magicians. He needed to eat, drink, and go to the toilet. Salin could stay still for a few days, but Bivano couldn't.
A Sword Saint could already control his blood and muscles. He wouldn't starve to death even if he didn't eat for two days. The problem was that Bivano's stomach was very bloated. There was a place in the back of the hall that could solve it. He couldn't move. The water on his body kept entangling him.
On the third night, Bivano couldn't hold on anymore. He didn't want to become a Sword Saint who was suffocated to death.
"Sir Magician, please allow me to go to the toilet." Bivano had no choice but to say his request directly. If he beat around the bush, he was afraid that Salin would pester him.
"Are you in a hurry?" Salin opened his eyes and stopped meditating. In the past two days, other than meditating, he used the badge to absorb the excess electricity released by the thunder dragon. Just now, the energy absorbed by the badge was full. Salin was sure that as long as he took out the badge, the electricity would be released automatically when he was attacked. This was much safer than last time.
"It's very urgent." Bivano clenched his teeth. He was afraid that his unnecessary actions would cause adverse consequences. There was a group of women in the hall. If he were to embarrass himself in front of them, he would want to die.
"Zola, take him there."
"Master, you can't let me do this kind of thing!" Zola was anxious. What kind of mission was this?
Salin narrowed his eyes and asked, "If you don't go, who will?"
Zola looked around. It seemed that only the Grizzly Bear was suitable. However, with the Grizzly Bear's temper, it was better not to find trouble with him. The Grizzly Bear might not be his match, but there was no need to provoke Rex.
Salin withdrew the water back into the gourd and continued to nourish it. Bivano felt his body lighten. Zola was already in front of him. He grabbed his belt and lifted him up.
Bivano felt extremely humiliated, but he could only let Zola carry him to the back of the hall. Zola's sword aura had already seeped into his body. Since Zola could control a Great Magician, he could control Bivano too.
Zola carried Bivano as he walked and said, "Young duke, are you dissatisfied with me?"
Bivano couldn't answer. He was afraid of losing his breath.
"A Sword Saint has five cardinal points of sword aura. Do you believe that I can seal all of your cardinal points and make you a cripple?" Zola still had a trace of pity for women, but he didn't have a good attitude toward a pretty boy like Bivano. In the Cloud Flow Palace, he had seen many great nobles, so he wouldn't feel any pressure because of Bivano's identity.
Bivano wilted. Only a Sword Saint with an inheritance like him could understand Zola's words. Ordinary people who practiced swordsmanship had never heard of such a thing in their lives.
"Your Excellency, please forgive my attitude." Bivano gave in. He was really afraid that Zola would do that.
"Hmph." Zola threw Bivano on the ground and pointed at the small house in front. "This is the bathroom. Go to the back, there's a toilet. If you do anything, I'll cripple you immediately. "
Bivano scrambled into the bathroom. This kind of structure had been popular for tens of thousands of years without changing. He wasn't afraid of not being able to find a toilet.
Behind the bathroom was the toilet. Bivano found the toilet, sat on it, and immediately took out something from his pocket. It was a palm-sized metal box.
Inside the metal box was a fine and complicated magic formation, and it was inlaid with six high-level magic cores. This was a teleportation formation. Because it was too small, it couldn't teleport anything substantial. It could only teleport information that had been prepared in advance.
In the Church, ordinary teleportation formations couldn't be set up. However, Bivano had entered a Church before and knew the characteristics of the Church, so he asked his teacher to create a piece of equipment that could send messages from the Church to the outside.
Rex used the same method to create a special teleportation formation to send messages back to Metatlin City.
The message in this box was unusually simple. It only told his teacher that something had happened to him. His teacher should have already left the princess' castle and wasn't surrounded by Tanggulas' army.
Bivano might not be as shrewd as Rex, but he was also a genius, not an idiot. On the surface, Salin didn't really hurt him, but he felt danger.
That young Mage didn't have any emotional fluctuations. This only proved one thing: he had already made up his mind.
Bivano was a high-level apprentice, and he could activate this kind of prepared magic formation. He infused his mental power into the magic formation. The light of magic lit up, and the six high-level magic cores instantly lost their luster.
"What are you doing!" Zola felt the fluctuations in space. He wasn't an ordinary Sword Saint. He could also sense the elemental changes. Otherwise, how could he fight against a Mage? Zola wiped away his tears, rushed into the bathroom, and kicked open the door.
He saw Bivano sitting on the toilet, holding a metal box in his hands. Inside the box were detailed magic patterns. The elemental fluctuations and spatial changes just now had come from this box.
Bivano suddenly had confidence, and said to Zola, "What? I've already spread the news. If I'm hurt in any way, you can wait for the Agares Family's revenge. "
"I thought it was something important." Zola withdrew his longsword, looking indifferent.
Bivano sneered, "You think the Agares Family is finished with the Titans gone? Go ask Rex. If that's really the case, why would she work with a useless person like me? "
"None of my business." Zola's unexpected punch landed on Bivano's left eye. This punch was completely made up of physical strength and did not contain any Sword Qi. However, although Zola was sloppy, he had undergone harsh training when he was young. Just the strength of his body alone made Bivano's eye black and blue, and it immediately swelled up.
Bivano's pants were halfway down, and he couldn't fight back at all. He looked at Zola in shock, not knowing what Zola was up to.
"I've long found you an eyesore. If it wasn't for the lord stopping me, I would have chopped you into a pile of minced meat first. This is interest, don't think about doing anything else. Take off all your clothes. "
Bivano was horrified. Take off his clothes? Did Zola have that kind of hobby?
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