The soldiers didn't dare to leave either, and stayed by the side, trembling with fear.
There weren't many people in the city guard office of Ceylon City. The real army was all under the control of the mayor's mansion, and they formed the mayor's private guards. With the ruckus at the city guard office, someone had already gone to inform the guards of the mayor's mansion.
Not long after, the sound of horses' hooves thundered on the street outside, rushing towards the city guard office. More than a hundred swordsmen surrounded the city guard office. Ten people jumped off their horses and walked into the gate of the city guard office. The gate had already been destroyed by Jason's fireball.
The swordsman at the head of the team was wearing iron armor. He unsheathed his sword and walked into the main hall. The swordsmen behind him also unsheathed their weapons.
The armored swordsman saw the situation in the main hall and was furious. He pointed at Jason and said, "Who are you, how dare you break into the prison! Hurry up and surrender. "
"Bastard." Jason scolded and pointed his finger. A green light flashed, and a stream of acid shot out, hitting the swordsman right in the face. With a sizzling sound, white smoke rose, and the acid instantly corroded the skin of the swordsman's face. The swordsman screamed and rolled on the ground.
After doing this, Jason said to Sarin beside him gently, "Even an enemy shouldn't insult a mage. Even an emperor can't make a mage lower his head. There's no need to be polite to such an impolite thing. "
"Understood, teacher." Sarin replied in a low voice. Everyone in the main hall heard it, and their legs trembled.
"Drag him out, it's very noisy." Jason said to the soldier opposite him. The intruding soldier hurriedly dragged away the injured soldier as if he had been pardoned.
"I don't have much time. Who captured my student? Bring him to me in half an hour." Jason casually took out a magic hourglass, placed it on the table beside him, and flipped it over.
At this moment, another two armored swordsmen walked in. The armor of these two was obviously of a higher grade, and they seemed to be officers. These two swordsmen were about the same height, tall and straight, one had red hair, the other blonde. The blonde swordsman raised his head and saw Jason still maintaining the illumination spell. His heart went cold.
He wasn't an inexperienced ordinary soldier. There were two magic marks on Jason's gray magic robe, which meant he was a Level Five Mage. Which idiot offended such a big shot?
Magicians' robes had three colors. Level 1 to level 3 were white, level 4 to level 6 were gray, and level 7 to level 9 were black. The magic mark on the Magician's robe represented the rank of the Magician. A gray-robed Magician was already considered a Great Magician. Even the City Lord couldn't afford to offend such a person.
The red-haired swordsman silently saluted Jason, then turned to the soldiers around him and said, "You guys, immediately go and capture all the people related to this matter. If there's anyone missing, you guys will be the replacements."
These soldiers glanced at Jason. Jason was expressionless and did not seem to object. Only then did the soldiers disperse.
The red-haired swordsman cautiously said to Jason, "Sir Magician, what else do you need me to do?"
"Hmm …" 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 for a moment. He lowered his head and said: "Yes, Lord Sorcerer. The young master is injured. I'll go find a mage. What do you think?"
"There's no need. He can endure this pain." Jason rejected the red-haired swordsman's good intentions. He was not in a hurry to treat Salin. Since it was just a normal injury, he could keep it for a while longer so that Salin would remember what happened today. Salin must have done something to get caught. Whether it was right or wrong, this was a lesson that could prevent similar things from happening in the future.
The red-haired swordsman whispered a few words to the golden-haired swordsman. The golden-haired swordsman lowered his head and left the hall. The red-haired swordsman accompanied him on the side. Salin had thought that he was done for. He did not expect that the situation would immediately change when his teacher arrived. Judging from his teacher's tone, he did not even care about the City Lord.
Salin finally understood the meaning of being a Magician. Although the books also wrote about the status of a Magician, it was hard to believe without seeing 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. Last year, during the Hungry Ghost Festival, he went to collect flour from the City Lord. The swordsman even gave him a small bag.
In less than half an hour, the four soldiers who had caught Salin, the merchant, and his servant were all caught.
The six of them still did not know what had happened. The merchant saw Salin standing beside Jason and knew that something was wrong. He was the first to kneel on the ground. His servant also knelt down.
"Who caught my student?" Jason asked coldly.
The four soldiers looked at each other, then at the red-haired swordsman who was standing to the side. The red-haired swordsman looked up as if he did not see them. The four soldiers could only bite the bullet and answer, "We caught him. We received a report saying that he … stole Master Zhanbu's gold coins."
The soldier pointed at the merchant with a face of innocence.
"Zhanbu? It's you, right? Why did you falsely accuse my student? "Jason stared at the merchant and asked word by word.
"Sir, this is a misunderstanding. I mistook you for someone else …"
"You're lying. I'll give you another chance," Jason interrupted him.
"Sir, it's really like that. I have no enmity with him. Why would I frame him? I …"
The merchant wanted to continue speaking, but Jason impatiently released a spell. A white light flashed, and an icicle penetrated the merchant's head, drilling a bloody hole the size of a cup.
"Don't be such an idiot. Mages can detect lies. Tell me, why did you frame my student?" After killing the merchant, Jason asked the servant. He did not necessarily want to convict him. He just wanted to know if Salin had caused any trouble.
The servant was so scared that he wet his pants. He lay on the ground and wailed, "Sir, it wasn't my idea. Master wanted to buy Young Master Metatlin's house and did not want to go through the city hall's procedures. Young Master Metatlin never died, so Master came up with this idea. It really has nothing to do with me …"
"I know. It has nothing to do with you." Jason casually released a wind blade after speaking. The light green wind blade instantly cut off the servant's head. Fresh blood spurted out, and the head rolled to the side with snot and tears.
After doing this, Jason said to Salin, "Salin, it really wasn't your fault. Come back with me. I'm not happy that the four of you like to catch people so much. So, cut off your hands, lest you catch people wrongly in the future and lose your head. "
"Sir, your student is fine, or …" The red-haired swordsman begged.
Jason stood up and did not look at the red-haired swordsman. He pulled Salin out of the hall. His voice sounded in the hall, "My student is fine, so I let them go. If he really died, I'll bury all of you with him. Tomorrow, check Zhanbu's assets and send them out of the city. Consider it an apology to my student. I'll kill one person for every gold coin missing. "
The red-haired swordsman shivered. There were no mages in Ceylon City. If this level-5 mage really caused trouble, it was possible that the entire city would be slaughtered. He silently pulled out his longsword and walked towards the four soldiers …
Salin was brought out of Ceylon City by Jason. The soldiers guarding the city had received the news long ago. They hurriedly opened the city gates and sent the two gods of plague away.
After returning to the ancestral house, Jason used the Sweet Rain Spell to heal Salin. As he healed, Jason asked about what had happened during the day. Salin explained in detail, and Jason roughly understood what was going on. He did not blame Salin. How could a child understand the evils of the human heart? This lesson must have made Salin understand that in this world, power was the absolute truth.
After the treatment, Salin returned to his room to rest. He thought about everything that had happened today over and over again. If not for his teacher, no matter how many gold coins he had, he would only be an accomplice to his death.
I must become stronger, I must! I must!
He opened his eyes and laid on the bed, unable to sleep. The room was dark, as if he was still in a dungeon. That feeling of palpitation and despair had not disappeared. The fear of death had eroded his young soul. Salin groped his way out of bed and lit the candle on the table. Then, he closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
The next morning, the red-haired swordsman rushed over with the gold coins. It seemed that he had not been idle last night. Taking inventory of assets was not an easy task. Jason did not say much to him. He only told Salin to receive him and to talk to him if there was anything.
The red-haired swordsman sat uneasily in the front hall. When Salin came downstairs, the red-haired swordsman hurriedly stood up and greeted Salin: "Young Master Metatlin, you're up."
Salin was still not used to the other party's enthusiasm. In the past, when he walked on the streets, these swordsmen from the city lord's mansion would not even care about his existence. The red-haired swordsman might be a good person, but without his teacher, he would only be helping him carry a small bag of flour during festivals. He probably had long forgotten about this matter.
"Young Master Metatlin …" Seeing that Salin was a little lost in thought, the red-haired swordsman tried to call out.
"Yes, what is it?"
The red-haired swordsman replied awkwardly: "Zhanbu's assets have been accounted for. There is a total of 2200 gold coins. There are also two properties and some livestock, which are worth about 400 gold coins. It is not easy to sell the properties, so we can only temporarily owe them. After we sell them, I will send the gold coins over. This is a deposit from the Imperial Bank for 2000 gold coins, and here is 200 gold coins in cash. "
The red-haired swordsman placed four bags of money on the table, and each bag was filled to the brim.
Salin's eyelids twitched, but after yesterday's torment, he did not rush to count the gold coins. Instead, he said calmly: "Those two houses, if you gather 300 gold coins, they are yours. If it is convenient, send the money over in the afternoon. Also, help me send half a year's worth of rice, flour, seasoning, and dried meat. Is that alright? "
"No problem!" The red-haired swordsman was overjoyed. Originally, it would be difficult to sell these two houses for 400 gold coins. He was afraid of Jason's words: "For every gold coin missing, I will kill a person." Now that Salin sold them to him at a discount, he would be able to earn a few dozen gold coins. He did not need to worry about making up for the deficit himself.
After sending the red-haired swordsman away, Salin carried the four bags of money and two deposits from the Imperial Bank to Jason's magic laboratory.
"Teacher, yours."
"Keep it there. If your magic improves, you will need a lot of money. Ask me for more when you run out. "Jason did not take Salin's money. He did not care about this bit of gold coins. He was just a little annoyed last night. A small merchant dared to offend the dignity of a magician and lied to him continuously. That was why he casually ransacked Zhanbu's house to make it up to himself and Salin.
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