Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

"What is your purpose for selling these? Who instructed you? What is your motive? Have you obtained permission from the Lord's Mansion? Has the City Lord allowed you to sell it?!

Who are you behind and what do you want to sell these for? Who are you mocking? What do you want to insinuate? destroy what? Subvert what? Can't answer? Then come with me! "

Soon, a city guard squad leader came over and arrested the businessman selling beef jerky on the roadside.

"Misunderstanding, I'm a good citizen! The brand of beef jerky is called Shark's Dad, and the candidate for the discount is only random today. Tomorrow, the head of the family may come to buy it before giving the discount..."

Seeing the city guards coming, the player businessman was still trying to justify himself.

"Do you think our city guards will believe your nonsense..."

"Boom—"

The captain of the city guard who was also a player twitched the corner of his mouth, and took out the rope directly, preparing to tie this guy up with his hands and take him away for performance.

But before he could make a move, two black **** suddenly rolled out from under the feet of the businessman in front of him, and then exploded suddenly, forming a cloud of thick black smoke.

"Cough cough cough...! Grab...cough...grab him...!"

Caught off guard by the smoke, the city guard was choked to the point of tears, coughing and roaring to warn, several fellow city guards nearby were also attracted attention and rushed over quickly.

But when the smoke cleared, the player merchant had disappeared.

"Damn it! How dare you attack the city guards and put up a wanted warrant for me, and the whole province will offer a reward for his whereabouts!"

After wiping his face blackened by the smoked black paint, the captain of the city guard army couldn't help being very angry when he saw the complex terrain around him and the expressions of nearby players who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

However, when his eyes inadvertently swept across the green armored elves among the crowd, he couldn't help but pause slightly, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"Wait, I seem to have seen you?"

Hearing this sentence, the elf's face changed slightly, and then quickly turned and fled.

"He is also a criminal on the wanted list! Catch him!"

Finally remembering where he saw it, the team leader didn't care about the fleeing businessman, and directly yelled and led his subordinates to chase the fleeing elf.

"What a nostalgic scene..."

Among the crowd, Anweisi watched the city guard team leave thoughtfully.

In fact, as the strength of the players continues to improve, a large number of occupations that originally belonged to the aborigines have quietly replaced the players.

Especially in high-risk industries such as guards and mercenaries, as the strength of players continues to improve, the aborigines find that they are ushering in vicious competition from their peers.

Relying on being able to be resurrected, players have no worries about their actions. Even if they died a few times during the leveling process, and they have restrained themselves from the fearlessness when they first entered the game, they are still not comparable to the aboriginal professionals.

The most important thing is that with the improvement of strength, the original city guards can no longer restrain the players. Many players rely on their higher level and plan to take revenge for being chased around by the city guards all day long.

Although the players are scattered and do not pose a threat to the lord's rule, from time to time some city guards are secretly stabbed in the back, making city guards gradually become a high-risk occupation.

Many lords have tried to scare chickens and monkeys, but the problem is that there are often players who are not afraid of death and who are not well-informed. They still do their own way.

After all, for the players, one head is cut off and another is born, hey—there are endless cuts!

So, after learning from the pain, the lords simply opened up the city guards for foreigners, recruiting those foreigners with sufficient strength to serve as city guards, and let them engage in internal struggles.

In the eyes of the aborigines in this world, there are more and more traces of belonging to foreigners.

"It seems that there is no problem. Where are the rebels hiding?"

After observing the city for a while, Anweis, who found nothing, finally stopped this usual way of finding.

It's normal to think about it, if it is so easy to be discovered, then those rebels don't have to talk about lurking.

Thus, a fate coin appeared in Anvis' hands.

With his prophet level reaching the eighth level, many prophecy magic no longer need to stick to the original form.

"I want to know the whereabouts of the leader of the rebel army lurking in this city."

Silently thinking about the question that I want to know. Anvis flicked his thumb lightly. With a ding, the platinum-gold coin drew a graceful arc in midair.

The next moment, a sudden inspiration appeared in Anweisi's mind.

"The City Lord's Mansion of Frost Crystal City?"

Seeing the result, Anweis couldn't help being stunned.

"Could it be that the city lord has rebelled? Or is he a fake city lord now, and the original city lord has been wiped out by the rebels?"

After thinking about it in his mind, Anweis simply walked directly to the City Lord's Mansion.

No matter what the rebels are planning, it will eventually fall on the person who executes it.

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"It's really able to completely control a high-ranking person. This "Book of Yellow Clothes" is really easy to use!"

At this moment, in the gorgeous bedroom of the City Lord's Mansion, Langton couldn't help feeling very happy as he looked at the City Lord of Frost Crystal City who left respectfully and carefully closed the strange dark yellow book in his hand.

On the day of the meeting of heads of state, on the battlefield of the ninth rank of the three empires and the strange figure in the yellow robe, when this strange book suddenly penetrated space and hit him on the top of his head, Langton's heart almost stopped beating. It was caught by those ninth-order traces.

Even though he escaped from the venue with the help of Raven Lord, Langton was also worried for a long time. After all, he had heard from his teacher, the deputy commander of the rebel army, Xiu Te, that those prophets knew almost everything.

But as time went by, he finally found that there seemed to be no more to this matter. No one approached him to pursue the book.

Langton also understood that there was something strange in it, but the well-informed Raven answered his doubts.

"That book must involve extraterritorial existence, and it is an extremely powerful extraterritorial existence! This makes it impossible for those prophets to trace back to this book."

Because in order to help Langdon escape from that demiplane from under the eyelids of many ninth-level limits, Raven used his own original skills forcibly, and is currently in a weak state.

After confirming that the book would not attract enemies to him, Langton gradually relaxed and asked Lord Raven to give him a warning, before carefully trying to read its contents.

The content of the book is different from Langton's idea~www.novelmt.com~ There is no suspected text content on the pages of the book, only some strange symbols occupying an entire page, just like a picture book.

But as he flipped through the pages, Langton seemed to see phantom figures in ragged yellow robes from different angles on the pages of the book.

They floated there quietly, showing their existence to Langton. Under the tattered yellow robe that seemed to be fluttering slightly, it seemed that the truth of everything in the world was hidden.

Strange to say, looking at these illusory images of the yellow robe, Langton felt that his consciousness became a little hazy, and a lot of hidden knowledge began to emerge in his mind.

After an unknown amount of time, he woke up drenched in sweat under the crow's reminder, and suddenly found that he seemed to have established a connection with this strange yellow book.

At the same time, a strange spell-like ability called [Submission] appeared in Langdon's spiritual sea.

Its description is simple: all things will be subject to the Nameless King.

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