"Teacher...... Something seems to have happened outside, outside. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Benjamin was meditating in his inn room when Frank pushed the door in and said hesitantly.

Hearing this, Benjamin also had to leave the space of consciousness and return to reality. Listening to the cacophony of sounds coming from the window, he frowned and walked outside.

I saw groups of people running around on the street, and the atmosphere was solemn, as if fleeing. In addition, there is a large group of people with weapons and simple clothes, a bit like bandits, but far less vicious than bandits, who are running in groups in a certain direction at the moment.

Seeing this, Benjamin couldn't help frowning.

"What are they doing?" he asked, opening the window and pointing at the people.

"It is said that the bandits who roamed the area were dissatisfied with the order to execute the queen, and they went about causing trouble. "They had been wanted, but they didn't know what was going on and they beat the local guards. Now, they were going to surround the mayor's house, as if they were going to take over the whole town. ”

...... What the heck?

Benjamin's expression was a little indescribable.

To be honest, he had also heard that Fryden had recently had some spontaneous rebels or something, dissatisfied with Stewart's ascension, and made trouble everywhere - after all, it was not so easy for a general to sit on the throne.

However, he never thought that this kind of thing would be bumped into by them.

And, even more indescribably, are those people really going to occupy the town? Looking at their embarrassed appearance, why do they look like they are in an earthquake drill?

The rebel army in these years is not professional.

"Teacher, what are we going to do?" asked Frank, seeing that Benjamin had not spoken.

"Let him be, it's none of our business. Benjamin shrugged his shoulders and said, "They're coming for the official Freden regime, not for us." You see, they didn't come to the inn. ”

Stewart is in trouble, and it's too late for him to be happy, so how can he help?

"Then we'll ...... tomorrow," Frank asked again.

"Tomorrow as usual. Benjamin waved his hand and said, "There are so many mages we are leaving, how can this rabble stop us? ”

"That'...... All right. ”

Looking at Frank's appearance, it seems that he wants to mix in it.

However, Benjamin didn't want to cause more trouble, and at the same time had to desperately prove to the system that this event did not change their plans, so it could not be considered an accident, so that the system should not be complacent there.

So, in the end, Frank left with a somewhat regretful expression. Benjamin stayed in the room, but instead of continuing to meditate, he looked out the window.

He could see the bandits trying to take over the town...... Or the rebel army, relying on the superiority of numbers, tied up the soldiers of the town and threw them on the street corners. On the mayor's side, they forced their way in and tied a trembling old man out of it.

They put knives around the old man's neck and began to say things like "you dog officers" and "for the honor of Freden", much like the kind of list of crimes that preceded the execution of a prisoner.

However, no one in the town cared what they said, and there was no difference between fleeing and hiding, no different from ordinary bandits entering the village.

Seeing this, Benjamin couldn't help but shake his head.

What a rabble.

Rebellion of this magnitude obviously could not cause much trouble for Stewart. In a few days, the army will be sent in, and the gang will be harvested clean like paper straw men.

"Looking at this kind of scene, you can really bear to do nothing? What about the sense of justice in your heart? Doesn't your conscience hurt?" the system shouted desperately in Benjamin's head in order to prove its prediction that something unexpected would happen.

"Of course not. ”

Benjamin replied in his heart.

However, some uneasy thoughts began to arise in his mind......

At this moment, the streets of the town, the rebels in turbans gathered around, picked up the mayor, held their broadswords high, and seemed to be ready to show the next scene to all the residents. The people of the town also hid in their houses, looking at these people in fear, not knowing what they were going to do.

"Don't, don't kill me...... I'm just a town mayor, and I really don't know anything about the royal capital......" The old man was carried and pleaded with some difficulty.

"What's the nonsense? The announcement in the town didn't you put it up with your own hands! It's all a group of people, what else is there to justify!"

However, just as the rebels led by the rebel army raised their broadswords and were about to fall, suddenly, a gust of wind rolled up in the flat ground. Then, in the clear sky, countless ice particles fell from the sky, like hail falling only on the heads of these people.

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

The incident of the hailstorm in the palace was widely spread in Freedon, and many stories were also told. Probably the imagination of all people is common, and the most widely circulated story is the deception and grievance of this climate symbol that goes against the season.

Therefore, the mayor of the town almost cried out in excitement, and the rebels looked at each other, with the embarrassment of being slapped in the face in an instant.

"You, look...... I—I'm really wronged......"

The first rebel soldier's face changed again and again, and he suddenly snorted coldly, threw the person on the ground, and shouted loudly to the surroundings: "What kind of person?

Then, a sneer came from behind them.

With a sneer, the hail and wind came to an abrupt end. Then, like a spreading plant, countless ice bushes suddenly emerged from the ground, like tentacles, trapping hundreds of rebels at once.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked.

"Why, what's going on? Yes...... It's a mage!"

Although the rebels were majestic just now, in the final analysis, they could only be majestic in such a small town. Otherwise, they would have hit Xuedi City a long time ago, and how could they take a little mayor to open the knife.

So, in this way, almost all the rebel forces were brought under control. They struggled desperately, slashing through the ice with their knives. However, the ice was so strong that it was like a claw that came out of the ground, locking them so tightly that they could not break free.

Soon, they went from shock to fear.

"Oops...... Could it be that someone from the Mage Guild is here to guard us!"

They have also heard of the recently formed Mage Guild in Freden. Presumably because the Mage Freemasonry was destroyed, and the current resistance group has now disappeared, a mage named Steve stepped forward and established the Mage Guild, which soon gathered some people.

However, this guild was established too quickly, and the timing of its appearance was abrupt. Rumors say that this mage guild is actually just a dog established by Stewart, just to help him clean up the rebels in various places.

...... Could it really be these people?

The rebels looked desperate. They still know very well how many pounds and taels they have. It's okay to fight a dozen of these towns with no more than 100 defenders, but once you encounter a powerful mage, there is only one end.

However, just as they were desperate, Benjamin came out of the corner with a nonchalant smile on his face.

"A bunch of fools...... Do you know what you're doing? With your level, your approach, even if you do it for a thousand years, you can't have any impact on Stewart's power. He strolled over to the leader and continued, "Would you like to hear my opinion?"