Let's go, don't play tricks on us!"

Several soldiers stepped forward and pointed their guns at the six men in the encirclement, escorting them to the headquarters of the Provisional Rapid Reaction Force.

"Lawrence, bring two stretchers! We're going to lift these two incapacitated dwarves!"

One of the non-commissioned officers greeted the soldiers in the back.

The soldiers in the back soon arrived with stretchers and placed them next to the bronze hammer and Huluk, who had fallen to the ground.

"Phew, dog, don't touch Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu can still move himself!" said Brass Hammer to the soldier who had stopped him, and spat at the soldier who had come to his rescue.

"You're fucking kind like a donkey's liver and lungs!Pay attention to who you are!!" The soldier was very dissatisfied with the bad words and deeds of the copper hammer, and picked up the butt of the gun and was about to smash it in the face of the copper hammer.

"Lawrence, stop!" the non-commissioned officer called out to the soldier in time, "I can't touch them yet, and when it's confirmed that they're spies, they'll be affected." ”

"This Mr. Bronze Hammer, I advise you, this is Remlos Fort, not your Wolf Tooth City! Please be respectful to you and our soldiers, otherwise I can arrest you and put you in the detention center for fifteen days on charges of insulting the military police!"

The non-commissioned officer was a sergeant before joining the Rapid Reaction Force, and he was also familiar with the main laws and regulations, and he opened his mouth to say to the copper hammer with a cold face.

"As for you, this elven archer, you will be prosecuted for assaulting lords and representatives of the people, attempted murder, and if the prosecution wins, you will be sentenced to fifteen to twenty years in prison, and the final result depends on whether Your Highness is willing to prosecute you, as long as you prosecute, you will lose the case!" said the sergeant after saying to the bronze hammer, he turned his head to look at Allen, and pointed at him.

"So what? More than twenty years have passed, and for elves with hundreds or thousands of years of life, it's just a flick of a finger, even if I don't cooperate, what can you do other than imprison me?" Allen covered his left arm, looking indifferent.

The wound on his arm had been stopped by bandages, and Shiryl's druid magic was constantly healing his wound, and now the pain had stopped. Fortunately, the bullet caused a penetrating wound and did not shatter the bones, and the injury was not too serious, at least he could still scream.

"Alan, I think we should keep a low profile now, don't be reckless, it's not good. Ciree tugged at Alan's right shoulder and whispered to him.

"Indeed, it's only twenty years, and you have dozens of twenty years to squander. The non-commissioned officer sneered, "But you will become a qualified miner in these twenty years, and I believe it will be a good experience for you, and you will surely have an unforgettable time in your life journey for the next few hundred years." ”

Wait a minute...... Miner?

"What do you mean? Are you planning to send noble elves to the mines where only the lowly will stay?" said Allen, furious, glaring at the non-commissioned officer.

"Just by what you just said, I can sue you without His Highness or the procuratorate prosecuting you! Still a pariah? Even if you are an elf, where is your nobility? The hard work of the workers has brought about the present grandeur of Remlos Castle, and we will never allow anyone to slander them!" The non-commissioned officer was also furious when he heard the words of the elf Allen.

"If you don't believe me, try it! see if I'll send you in!" the non-commissioned officer stared at Allen without showing weakness, and his eyes were also full of anger.

"Bert, don't waste time with them, hurry up!" suddenly someone in the queue shouted, calling the name of the non-commissioned officer.

"Right now!" Non-commissioned Officer Bert didn't look back, just yelled sideways, and stared at Alan again.

"Put an air rope or a forbidden iron bracelet on them, and those who dare to resist will be dealt with as attacking the military police!" As Alan lowered his head, Bert, who was more imposing, turned his head and said to his soldiers.

The soldiers were very quick and fast, and put the bracelets made of the air rope and forbidden iron that had been prepared for the adventurer team to wear.

"Let's go, as long as you treat us well, we won't quarrel like this. Bert whispered, kind of easing relations with Alan.

"Let's go! Don't let Your Highness wait too long!"

..............................

Russell Kingdom, outside Lawston, a caravan is moving forward, the leader of the team is a gray-robed man who seems to be quite low-key, but the ten fully armored knights escorting the team are very high-profile.

"Lord Curse, we're in Lawston! We're still a week away from Tinton. Fabran, the leader, said to the people in the carriage.

"Very well, you are tired too, rest here later!Go to someone, buy me some local food!" came a young voice from the carriage.

"Yes!" Fabran said respectfully to the men in the carriage.

This latest spell head did not become as tyrannical as the big spell head after gaining power, nor did he become an ogre like the second spell head, but he was still very kind-hearted, and I don't know if he could withstand the spell worm's demagogy of his heart. Fabran sighed silently and thought.

Fabran, who had been in contact with three spell leaders, was qualified to make an evaluation of each spell leader, but he didn't dare to say it, otherwise he would not survive.

The caravan drove into the city, and as soon as the guards at the city gate saw the ten knights who were covered in armor and had magic crystal fragments inlaid on their armor, they let them go at that time, and stood aside respectfully, knowing that they could not be provoked, so naturally they did not dare to come forward to intercept them.

The caravan entered the city, found a decent inn near the center of the city, and stored all the goods there for concealment.

"Lord Curse, you want food!" Fabran brought the local delicacies that the knight had bought at the bazaar through the window.

"Thank you, Fabran. The people in the car whispered a word of thanks, and the sound of eating came from inside.

"You're welcome, my lord, this is what I'm supposed to do as a spellcaster!" Fabran said respectfully to the people in the car, and then waited outside.

During this period, some people have always wanted to come and see which big man is sitting in this car, there are ten knights to protect him, and even the local marquis lord is alarmed, and he has been sending people to inquire about it, and wants to invite this big man to sit in the castle, but they are all politely rejected by Fabran, who stayed behind, and the marquis still does not give face.

The rats peeping here were scared away by the knights drawing their swords, which made them understand that this big man was definitely not something they could see at their level.