If the current Arcanist level of Muse is converted to the mage level, it is about a fifth-level mage, and as an Arcanist, his actual combat power is much stronger than that of a mage of the same level. This kind of strength can be said to be more than enough to deal with a small gang entrenched in the slums, which only controls a small block and lives by collecting protection money and exploiting the warblers, after all, the strongest person in this small gang is only a third-level warrior.

With the help of secondary invisibility, he sneaked into the lair of this small gang - the muse of a small two-storey building that was considered good in the slum area walked around the three or four big men on duty on the first floor, and it could be seen that they were not vigilant, not only leaning against the wall at will, putting their weapons aside, but also taking out a wine bottle from time to time to pour a sip of ale, and it was estimated that no one would come to cause trouble in broad daylight.

But that's a good thing for the muse, and who doesn't like to be able to make it easier?

Step by step, the Muse made his way up to the second floor, dodging several traps that seemed to him to be clumsy. There were also several rooms on the small second floor, but the faint sound of moans and heavy pantings coming from one of the rooms gave the muse a clear goal.

The person who can still run errands in bed at this time should be an important person if he is not the boss of the gang, and the muse feels that he should be able to get something useful in him.

The muse walked slowly to the door where the sound came from, and casually dispersed the secondary invisibility, and after a low chant of spells, a small soundproof barrier covered the door. Then a slight magic light lit up in the muse's hand, and a percussion was thrown against the door, and the door opened with a "snap". The soundproof barrier blocked at the door perfectly isolated the sound from being perceived by the outside world, and the two people in the room were still carrying out a reciprocating piston movement.

Ignoring the scene of the Living Spring Palace in front of him, the Muse walked straight in. At this moment, the man, who finally felt an outsider entering, looked up suspiciously from the woman's belly, but before he could turn his head, the muse instantly struck the heads of the two day-prostituting fellows with two percussion techniques.

The condensed force field energy slammed into their heads, and in an instant, the man and woman felt as if they had been hit hard by a heavy stick, and they couldn't help but roll their eyes, and fainted without a sound.

"Aha, one blow. Satisfied with the results of his spell, the muse casually pushed the man and woman off the bed.

Ignoring the warbler, the muse looked at the strong man with a meaty face on the ground in front of him, and judging from the long sword and a fine set of leather armor hidden from the pile of clothes beside the bed, the creature lying on the ground was the boss of the little gang.

Then, the gang's belongings must have been hidden in this person's room. The muse looked around, and then tapped and circled, but found no place to hide his belongings.

As for the cabinet on the surface, Muse didn't think that these guys would swagger their belongings in such a conspicuous place.

Given that these small gangs could not use the high-end power of magic to hide their possessions, the Muses could only rely on their own experience to determine where their possessions were hidden.

Soon, the muse set his sights on the bed that the man and woman had fought before, a bed made of thick Hessian wood that was not only durable, but also extremely inexpensive, so it was common in civilian homes.

The muse walked over to the bed, and with a low incantation, the muse used the mage's hand spell, and then he tried to move the bed, and the unusual weight suddenly let the muse know that he was in the right place.

The muse didn't bother to think about how to open the place where the creatures were hiding, and just added a powerful percussion spell to tear down the entire bed, and then he rummaged through the wreckage.

Ignoring the scattered silver shields, copper horns, and a large bag of gold coins, Muse quickly picked up a small bag, opened it and smiled. In contrast to the bulky and inconvenient gold coins, silver shields and copper horns, this small and valuable gemstone is the target of the muse.

Don't forget to make up two percussion shots to the couple on the ground, so that they continue to be unconscious. The Muse used secondary invisibility again, and soon left the place.

After quickly moving away, the muse weighed his gain, and this is the scene from before......

The intact ruby muse was still useful in its own right, and it couldn't be sold, so the muse made a rough estimate: "Then after selling all the remaining gems, you can probably get 500 gold coins?"

"Doesn't seem like enough?, why don't you go and loot again?" thought to the Muse, not without malice, but he didn't do it in the end, after all, he couldn't cast spells with spell slots without casting materials, and now that his arcane powers had been used quite a bit. Although the Advanced Meditation Method "Ten Thousand Leads" automatically restores the Arcane when attracting elements, only the effect of the first layer is now only 1 point of Arcanon every hour.

The muse still has to leave some arcane abilities to improvise, and in his opinion, safety is the first priority.

Sensing a faint gaze, the muse sprang into action again, and after a few circles around the alley, his figure disappeared into the depths of the alley.

Soon, the figure of the muse appeared at the gate of the outer city. Unlike ignoring the slums, there is still a small group of city guards on duty here, generally with two to three warrior levels, and even the leading city guard captain is also a seventh-level warrior, with the leather armor they wear and the sharp sword in their hands, the combat effectiveness is also quite considerable.

Of course, in addition to being on duty, they also charged a fee for entering and exiting the city gates.

Here the muse is not so easy to slip by, but the transcendent status of the mage on the continent of Noranda allows him to pass through the city gate without any problems.

The attitude of a skeptical city guard towards the muse's deliberate concealment of his body and face became deferential after he casually threw a spell, and even the cost of entering the city was waived.