Chapter Ninety-Four: Armed Wage Bargaining

Although a large number of riots have been extinguished by the royal guards, even the best-performing magic energy flying carpet such as the "Meteor III" produced by the Five-Colored Mage Tower will have a huge inertia in a sudden stop, not to mention the thugs who rioted out of greed and scattered everywhere.

"Help me!"

Shortly after Morey landed, a woman dressed as an embarrassed mage fell in front of him.

"You run! Little bitch, dare to hurt my brother, I ...... today" A man dressed obscenely with a dagger in his hand followed him out of the alley that the woman ran out of, and he scolded and scolded him as if he had seen Medusa's eyes when he looked up, and he couldn't move his hands, feet, mouth and eyes when he was hit by the [petrified vision].

Morey suddenly has a sense of "heroes save beauty", a beautiful woman in distress, a group of villains who take advantage of the chaos to rob, a classic repertoire!

"Deal with him!"

"Leave it to me! Master! "Balta despises these strong guys the most, not only does he have no skills and no mood, but he hates this kind of people the most.

"My lord, I was wrong! This woman, let it be given to you! Looking at Balta, who had come with a group of wolf-like ruffians, Falk instantly urinated, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Listen to your accent, from Skana?" Seeing Fak being pressed to the ground by his men, Balta seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked.

"Yes, yes! My lord, you are also from the province of Skana?! As if grasping at a life-saving straw, Farker nodded busily.

"Huh." Balta's stiff face relaxed, and the crowbar in his hand was thrown to the side of the stone slab with a thud.

Falke couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, his life was finally saved.

"Adult ......"

"The one just now was too thin, and this one is pretty much the same." Barta muttered to himself as he picked up a broken wooden pole of an oil lamp on the road the size of an adult's arm.

"My lord, no... Not... Hmm..."

A mass of rags was shoved into Farke's mouth accurately, and the rags that were choked in his throat choked the rest of his words back into his stomach.

looked as if he was going to endure some kind of torture, his eyes were round, and his legs were kicking wildly, and the city guards of Red Leaf City were indeed looking at this guy's ugliness, but they didn't relax in the slightest in their hands, and they still pressed Fark tightly.

"What did I tell you before, if you want to be civilized, take it away from me!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the familiar black alley that was getting closer and closer, Farke finally whimpered and cried, and what awaited him there was a wooden stick that would run through his life.

"Thank you!"

Vicky tidied up her clothes a little, and thanked Morey again with an excited expression.

She couldn't imagine if she really fell into the hands of that man, and if she would suffer the same treatment as those women who were already sluggish.

"No, you don't! Goude, you take this girl to our ship first! ”

Because of the riots in the Emerald City, the Flying Fish and the sailors on the other ships did not disembark, and Morey left some people to guard the ships, and if a full-scale riot broke out in the Emerald City again, they could retreat through these ships!

Vicky can kill a girl, but she has already exhausted the spell slot, otherwise she is just some first-level and second-level hooligans, and she can deal with it with a zero-level trick [Tremor Shock].

A mage without a spell slot is not much stronger than an ordinary person, especially when he runs out of magic items.

Vicky also knew that she was also a burden here, so she obediently followed Goud back to the Exocet.

"Commander Morey, what do we do next?" Old York had already heard the news of the confrontation in the temple and the neutrality of the prince, and he had no idea for a while.

"Naturally, I went to the temple to ask for money! We've defeated the pirates who plagued the Black Sea! ”

Morey knew that at this moment, if he said that he would not help anyone or not, these mercenaries had their own little plans, and it was a great luck to be able to barely get together, so don't expect them to have any higher moral pursuits.

Therefore, Morey gave a decision that none of the mercenaries could refuse - to ask for a salary!

An army or army is a piece of loose sand without pursuit, but with pursuit it is a fist that gathers all forces together, even if this pursuit is so utilitarian.

Wherever Morey's group passed, the thugs fled in all directions, not daring to make any contact with this mercenary force with all kinds of weapons and formed armies.

The army of these hundreds of people is like soul-freezing ice water in a deep pool under the glacier, extinguishing the scattered riot fires in the city.

All of this was clearly seen by the magic mirror summoned by the huge [Water Mirror Technique] on that square.

Delia didn't expect that when she broke away, those mercenaries could still defeat that group of vicious pirates, and finally rushed back at this critical time, she was like being favored by the goddess.

The person who is "favored by the goddess" to say it is just to express his luck, but in the mouth of a clergyman of the level of Di Liya, it is equivalent to the best evidence of "the destiny is in me".

Looking at the cheers that erupted in the crowd of Di Liya, and the whispers of those behind him.

Della had never wanted to die alone, and that person was none other than Morey, who had led all sorts of mercenaries to the temple to ask for a salary.

Thornton. Deco is not only her son of Dela, but also the archbishop of her own church that she has trained in the future, and the deity of Thornton's faith has long been not the Lady of Wealth, but his mother Dela. Isquil, this is a rebellion against God to intercept faith!

Yes, Della has already thought of setting up another door. Therefore, whether it is suppressing Di Liya to seize the position of the Holy Coin, or annexing the Emerald City, it is all for his ultimate goal.

Thornton. Deco is an important pawn in her layout, and Della has only developed over the years as a few reliable candidates, and Morey has directly destroyed the most important of them.

If it weren't for Thornton's death being a fact, and Della still having her senses, she might have offended an unknown and powerful existence by destroying her clone, and would have beheaded Morey.

"Delia, the goddess sacrifice is lost, you Emerald City can't escape the blame, you still dare to shield these sinners!" Della directly tore off the mask of "Warm Pulse", revealing her true face.

"Della is on gold, and the route of the ship carrying the sacrifice is hidden, and it is clear that someone deliberately leaked it, I suspect it..... Slut! Don't you dare! Delia was furious, and Della took advantage of her inattention to take advantage of her inattention, and actually went directly to get the priest group behind her.

The huge spell hand was like a giant's palm, which made the priest behind Delia feel that although the world was big, he had nowhere to hide.

At this moment, a golden light flashed, and the giant palm was easily punctured like a huge soap bubble.

The battle between the two Shangjin was close at the touch of a button, but the aftermath of the battle between the legends alone was enough to shake everyone back several steps.

"Hehe, whether Di Liya deliberately leaked the route or not, the fact that your Emerald City guards are not effective, resulting in the sacrifice being robbed and the glory of the gods being tarnished will not change! Even if you can protect them for a while, can you protect them for a lifetime? ”

Della's sneak attack is just a sudden idea, if she can succeed, it is naturally the best, no, there is no need to worry too much, anyway, they have already made a detailed and careful plan for today, she just needs to follow the steps.

"Some jumping clowns, Della Shangjin, if someone hadn't suddenly broken into the temple, we would have already carried out 'honorary revenge' against those blasphemous guys!"

Della didn't mind the guns and sticks in Delia's words, but instead made a big fuss about the words "honor revenge".

"Delia, don't you say that I have forgotten, how long did the goddess teach us 'revenge of honor'? Wendell, you know what? Della turned to a man dressed as a Templar behind her.

"My lord, the time for the Goddess to teach us 'Honor Revenge' is six days!" Wendell's voice sounded unusually thick and gave a sense of stability and reassurance.

"Yes, in this way, Sister Delia, don't you have less than two days?" Della deliberately pinched her fingers and calculated, looking at Delia with a shocked and worried expression.

"Humph!"

Delia turned her head and beckoned to her priest, she was going to hurry up and set up the prophecy circle.

On a normal day, she could use prophecy to communicate with the gods alone, but now that she needed detailed and accurate information about the people behind the scenes, it was especially necessary to let the priest arrange the prophecy magic array.

After waiting for a while, she didn't see Della's sneak attack, and Delia secretly said that it was a pity, if this Dellali made Zhi Zhi seize this opportunity to attack herself, then she could use the crime of "obstructing prophecy and blaspheming the gods" to counterattack, but unfortunately Della was not fooled.

While Deria was arranging the prophecy circle, Morey finally arrived at the temple with a group of mercenaries.

Although the woman who looked very big stared at herself like an abandoned resentful girl, and although she had a familiar feeling in her, Morey was still attracted by the brighter and brighter aura of divine power on Delia and the team of priests.

"What are they doing here? How do you want to set up such a large prophecy circle? ”

As a demigod and with the memory of Scientakor, Morey naturally quickly threw out this prophecy magic array, but he didn't know why Di Liya used the [Great Prophecy Technique] at the huge cost of dropping the level of all the priests by one level, which is equivalent to directly praying to the gods for guidance, and using the cost-effective [Prophecy Technique] to slowly pursue the answer?

"It is said that this Lord Delia Shangjin is going to carry out 'honorary revenge', and she wants to use the prophecy magic circle to find out who is behind the robbery of the sacrificial ships." Balta just took a brief turn and brought back the news.

"Well, go and ask, who will pay our wages." Morey didn't want to stay in this crater, he just wanted to get his wages and hurry away.