But.

Unless the wizards of the Sheriff's Office are mobilized to cast a spell prophecy tracking, it will definitely be fruitless, low-level prophecy spells are not omnipotent, as for the middle and high level...... Unless the treasury has so much money that it is moldy, it will chase a thief with expensive high-level spells.

Generally, if the amount of theft cases of these ordinary citizens is not "huge", basically no one will file a case for you to recover the stolen goods independently, and the stolen property can be recovered by very little.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many criminals at large.

"Give~ your stolen jade plaque. Our green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever. Two young ladies, meet again. After Siggley handed over the high-grade jade plate, she pretended to be very reckless and casually arched her hand, ready to leave immediately.

Because after she just got the jade plate, she caught a glimpse of the four words "palace" and "pass" engraved on the recesses on both sides of the jade card, and there was a unique stable mana circulation on it, which was obviously a royal item in the palace.

I don't know if any of these lost owners have a spell item that can see through the [Transfiguration], if the king of the AIDS Kingdom and the syndicate are out of her nostrils, she will definitely be in danger once her identity is revealed.

Higrid was a little remorseful, and thought: It's still right what the teacher said, more things are better than less things, it's okay to find things and get more cause and effect~~~ I was impulsive again just now.

The two palace maids were excited, and they wanted to ask the heroine for their name, if they didn't have to chase their master away, I was afraid that they would have to find a way to treat them to a drink and thank Sigri.

However, they were all shigged down again and again, but she was in a hurry to leave these two "female troubles", but she couldn't be too impatient, which made people see that her heart was weak and suspicious, which attracted others to deliberately track down.

After all, these palace guards are likely to carry some spell items that contain prophecies or mark enemies. She doesn't have a teacher and an old man Bruno, the ability to cast spells to disrupt prophecy spells, it is easy to be detected by people's true identity, and in the end she has to have something urgent to do, so she casually reported the name and pseudonym of the hotel she saw when she passed by in the city, saying that there would be a period later~

Only then did he get out in a hurry.

Even Hegel, who looked honest and took the initiative to return a gold coin, was said by the two palace maids to be rewarded to him as a reward for warning the thief.

On the way back to the shack area, Hegel looked puzzled, and he thought to himself: Oh my God, did my prayer work so quickly? Great Mother Earth! You are the only place for my soul! Praise you, praise you with my soul! But~ What should I do with this gold coin? What is the great Mother Earth suggesting to me? Have a good meal and find a job tomorrow? Buy a good set of clothes and pack yourself?

The honest young man stared at the gold coin carefully, thinking hard about the correct hint given to him by the mother goddess, and after turning a wall, he did not pay attention to the surrounding situation, and when he found that the surroundings were dark, he was already surrounded by several local gangsters.

One of the thugs, who had only nine fingers, saw Hegel's right hand, which was nervously clenched into a fist, and with the help of others, he immediately snatched the gold coin that Hegel was holding in his hand, as well as the money bag in his clothes.

After the other party bit it with his teeth, he smiled playfully on his face: "Yo~~~ I also got a gold coin~~~!"

The honest young man saw that there were at least 5 or 6 people on the other side, and knew that there was no way to get the money back.

His heart tightened, and he hurriedly shouted to them, "This money was given to me by someone else." What the hell are you trying to do? I don't seem to offend you, do I?"

The leader of the gangsters who took the lead on the opposite side pretended to spread his hands and said helplessly: "Another hillbilly who doesn't understand the rules~ Don't you know that here, it's my Gregorian master's chassis, and he can only beg for those who have paid protection money." And you and a rude chick, didn't you just see righteousness and bravery~~~ Don't you understand, nosy also has to pay a price?!If you are easily let go today, no one will care about Lao Tzu's face~ So I can only teach you a lesson, brother, you can bear with it~!Endure it and it will pass~~~"

Knowing that he had just been agitated and hindered the thieves of the gang, Hegel knew that there might not be anything good today.

He immediately struggled violently.

Two people behind him had already reached out to support his arms and neck, but because the honest young man had the strength to farm the field, he couldn't restrain his struggle at once.

"No!! in broad daylight!What the hell are you going to do!Help!!" The honest young man stretched out his hand to push away a thug in front of him and squeezed out of their encirclement, and a professional on the side gave him a heavy kidney blow.

The pain, nausea, and convulsions were like a tide of distorted light, drowning Hegel's brain's control and perception of the body, and the surrounding scene seemed to be staring at the twisted and fluctuating water, and his response to the sound became very sluggish, and the banter of the crowd was like a low voice.

The honest young man's out-of-control body shook weakly twice in front of several thugs, and the two able-bodied thugs took the opportunity to kick him in the crook of the leg, and knocked him down with several unceremonious punches and kicks, and pressed his upper body with their weight.

One of them, the young ponytail thug who was missing a thumb, excitedly waved his bloodstained bandage on his right hand, revealing a very nervous cruel playful expression and said: "Count you unlucky! It just so happens that Lao Tzu also fell into blood mold today, just to take out your anger, let me also help you cut off a few fingers for a long memory." Remember not to ~ see in the future! righteousness! brave! for! but~ you deserve to be unlucky today!!"

Let's talk about it.

The other party directly and neatly stomped on the thumb of Hegel's right hand, who was desperately struggling.

"Ahh......!!!h

Maybe it's because of the bad ground in the shantytown, a little uneven, or maybe it's because of the honest young man, who is working tirelessly and desperately. As a result, the first knife of the "Nine Fingers" was not sturdy, and at this time, the thumb phalanx was still a little connected to the flesh and skin, and if it was sent to the temple to perform magic on the priest, it should still be grounded.

"Holholly, Holly, Holly, Holly......!!!"

The next member of the gang who was missing a finger smiled fiercely, slashed it again, and stomped it down again...... Another stab...... Another knife, and his expression was as fierce as a wolf, like a family cook constantly stomping on a piece of frozen pork to be cooked before dinner.

He cut the thumbs of both hands into several pieces, and it seemed that he could not take them back.

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