Muhati walked up and down the room, surveying the halfling's set-up. Behind him, the entangled halflings and several of his own subordinates were frozen by the power of the psychic explosion. The former thief Gash used his knife to slit the throats of the unresistible halfling samurai one by one, and as if he was still not at ease, he made several more stabs on each corpse.

The battle ended very suddenly, and only one person on Muhadi's side had his head cut off by the blade that had escaped, and the halfling had already been wiped out.

"My lord, what are they going to do?" asked Gash as he pointed to his companions who were also struck by the psychic energy.

The boy was looking at a glass vase containing fluorescent mushrooms, and when he heard Gash's question, he turned around, "Don't worry, they'll come back after a while, just stay away." ”

"Stay away?" said the former thief, Gash, who did not understand what Muhadi meant.

With a pop, several of the guys who were shocked regained their freedom of movement, but due to the various sequelae left by the mental explosion, they all felt sick and sick to their stomachs. A few people couldn't stand it anymore and threw up on the ground.

"I see...... Gash didn't dodge in time, and he vomited a lot, and said miserably.

Muhati looked at the halfling leader who was already lying on the ground, and thought with emotion, in terms of combat skills alone, this guy didn't know how much stronger than himself. But no matter how powerful a warrior is, an untrained mind cannot resist the power that strikes the soul directly.

"How dare you!" As soon as he recovered from his shocked state, a tall human immediately questioned the young man impatiently. "You and we hit it together, can't you see it?" I warn you......"

"Go on. Muhadi looked him in the eye. "Keep warning me, and see what happens to you. ”

The tall man looked away, and he flinched. "At least you should have a reminder ......"

"Psychic blasts don't kill people," said al-Muhadi, who only learned after his last attempt. "Losing the resistance of those halflings will make you bleed less. As for your mood or feelings, I am not in my consideration. ”

The old elf Karim was also hit by a psychic blast just now, and he straightened up unsteadily, "Don't argue, what should we do now?"

Muhadi looked at the old elf and then at the men he had borrowed, "I promised you the spoils, and now is the time to get them." ”

"In the dungeon?" said one of the Masked Blood men, "but that place must be crowded with halflings right now, and it wouldn't be too dangerous for us to go." ”

"It's not dangerous to lure them away. The boy explained, "The halflings are estimated to have seen a lot of their own corpses by now, and they will be wary and angry. Anger will force them to rush to catch the murderer. ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a fist-sized device from under his robe, and mysterious words flowed from the surface, faintly illuminating a small space.

"What the hell is this," Bloodclan and humans alike cowered back in fear, "some kind of malevolent psionic device?"

"It's a magic siren, idiot. "It can make noises and vibrations, very loud kinds." Halflings are bound to be drawn by it. ”

"Where did you get this from?" asked old Karim, "I've never seen a merchant sell anything like this, and the Witch King will pay close attention to anything related to magic......

"The Witch King is dead, and Tyr is a different place. "I found a friend in the city, as you may have heard of him, and his name is Kulesum. I got this thing from him. ”

Muhadi said it casually, but Karim and the others believed it. Kulesum is one of the bosses behind the city's elven bazaar, and everyone knows that he often buys and sells things that are legal and illegal. I heard that it was a magic siren from Kulesum, and it seems to be in the past.

Of course, to think so would be to wronged Kulesum. In fact, this device was obtained by the teenager from the bearded man Butcher of Truth.

After the revolution, the mustache, like other gladiators, burned and looted everywhere. In the end, he chose a magnificent mansion as his mansion. Fearing that some of the rich and wealthy families he killed would come to retaliate, he installed many magic sirens in his mansion. These sirens were naturally made by the Coral Witch Shatiri and other guardian mages, and the mages did not shirk it, because it was necessary to protect the officials of the revolutionary government.

What no one expected was that the mustache had offended the terrifying Assassin group of Face Dancers by sacking the owner of the waterworks, Zaheir ibn Shahbut. A face dancer arrives at his house and kills all the guards and maids in the house without any alarm, leaving only a threatening message "I'm sorry".

The mustache happened to be not at home that day, so he escaped. From then on, he never dared to return to his mansion. He spent his time in the pyramid of the City Watch headquarters, and occasionally ran to Lord Tessian, leaving the Assassins at no avail.

Muhati took over from the mustache the task of finding out the face dancers, in the name of eliminating counter-revolutionary violence. After the boy had come up with a plan, he approached the mustache, on the one hand, to convince the other party to join in his plan, and on the other hand, to borrow the magic siren from him, which he did not need.

The Butcher of Truth is a gladiator and adapts to a dignified catch-and-kill on the battlefield. Enough of hiding under the threat of the Assassins, he agreed to Muhadi's request. The two agreed to activate the alarm as soon as Muhadi appeared in the halfling settlement. Then Mustache will lead a large group of men and horses of the City Watch, blocking the exits of the halfling settlement, and catch turtles in an urn.

So now is the time, Muhati thought to himself, carefully arranging the magic siren. He also placed all the plants in the house next to the alarm, so that when it was activated, it would have enough vitality to extract.

"Well," he said, "the device is set to activate with a delay, and from now on it will activate in a quarter of an hour." ”

"The halfling will definitely come over to see what is going on!" said old Karim excitedly as he helped Muhati speak.

"Well, that's it. The boy nodded, "When the time comes, we will take the dungeon by surprise and retreat after grabbing the loot!"

Hearing the loot, the Bloods and Humans became excited again. Muhadi had no doubt that when his men had fled to safety, the borrowed men would not hesitate to raid him.

But it doesn't matter, wait until the alarm is touched. The mustache will mistake the young man for a face dancer, and lead the team to kill through the exits. At that point, the plan was complete, and neither these reliable men, nor halflings, face dancers, or even the butchers of truth, would no longer be a problem for themselves.

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P.S. This episode is coming to an end. What will follow is the struggle over the election of the king. The tribes around Tyr will also decide the winner.

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