As the captain of the Fourth Patrol of Chadang City, Munamu was responsible for the security patrols of several towns such as Bai Damo and Luke.

Two days ago, it was he who led the team that captured Gaibobo, but in fact he was only acting on orders, and the real person in charge was a green-sleeved mage who was said to have been sent down by the county magistrate himself.

The reason for arresting people is indeed to collude with the rebels, but there are people who have contact with the rebels in every village and town, so why does this old man need a labor green sleeve mage to arrest people? Munamu couldn't understand it, and he didn't want to understand it.

The capture went smoothly, and Gaypopo neither escaped nor resisted, and Munamu was not surprised - how could an old man who could only read resist?

The Greensleeve Mage took Gapopo away that day, and what happened after that was no longer relevant to the Muna. He went back to his daily routine, patrolling one town a day and taking a day off every three days – it was the turn of the town today.

"Where will that Gaibobo be sent?" asked Ao Zongheng after listening quietly to Munamu's words.

"I don't know, there is a temporary place of detention in the town, there is a prison in the city, the man came from the county town, he should go back to the county town, but he is not going in that direction", Munamu replied very seriously - since he had decided to save his life, he should be safe with a good attitude.

"And in that direction he went, where was he most likely going?"

"They went south, and the nearest city to the south was Gadore, or Ma-clam, and on that side was the county of Fulim. ”

"Are they going to arrest the other PhDists?"

"I don't know about this, but I guess not, just look at the towns around the city There are a lot of doctorates, and there are even more in the city. But the Ph.D. are all old teachers and never cause trouble, and we haven't caught any other Ph.D. except for this Gabobo. ”

"Okay, let's talk about the green sleeve mage, what does the green sleeve represent?"

Hearing this arrogant sentence, Munamu couldn't help but look at him suspiciously, you yourself are a mage, and you actually asked me what the green sleeves represent? Are you playing with me, or are you playing with me? It's too suspicious.

I want to think so, but now it is impossible for Munamu to care, so I have to be patient one by one.

This world is dominated by magic.

Those who have mastered the spell are called mages in the world.

There is a sequence of cultivation, and the magic power is divided into high and low, and there is naturally a hierarchy among the mages.

However, there are not many people who have the talent and opportunity to cultivate spells, and many more people are full of curiosity about the mage's world, and they are in awe and cannot enter. But they also have their own way of identifying a mage, and that is the mage's clothing.

Generally speaking, the mages are divided into three classes and nine levels, the first level is the sleeve mage, followed by the leader mage, and the highest level is the robe mage. The corresponding positions of their clothes are embroidered with the coat of arms exclusive to mages, and the difference in the rank of mages is reflected in age, number size, mana, and social status.

There are many sleeve mages, they are young, and they can be seen from time to time in villages and towns, and even more in cities. Their mana can be high and low, but with ordinary armed guards as a reference, a most ordinary sleeve mage can easily subdue a five-person squad if they are prepared for each other.

As the low-level mage group, the number of sleeve mages is of course the largest, and the social status gap between sleeve mages is also the largest among mages, mixed well can find jobs in the city or even in the county, the army is the second choice of sleeve mages, high pay but not too free, and more dangerous, and even more almost is hired by the town or rich households, and there are not a few unemployed sleeve mages, this kind of sleeve mages are basically wandering, relying on unstable and high-paying temporary jobs to make a living.

The number of mages is much smaller than that of sleeve mages, probably more than one to twenty, so their status is also much higher, and the worst mages are all active at the county level, such as the senior staff of the county magistrate, or the mentor of the magic academy. As for their combat effectiveness, it is generally believed that they have more than 100 enemies.

The robed mage is even more impressive, a mage of this level has never been seen before, in fact, he has not seen many opportunities to meet the mage. Therefore, there is not much that Munamu can say about the robed mages, and what is certain is that these robe mages have a decisive influence even in the royal city. As for the combat effectiveness, because these robe mages are too rare and rarely appear on the front line of the battlefield, there are many theories, some think that they are thousands of enemies, and some say that they are ten thousand enemies.

Between the same mages, there is also a division of ranks, this division is even simpler, depending on the color of the corresponding part of the costume, generally speaking, green is the lowest, blue is second, and purple is the highest. As for the specific difference between the three ranks, how to be promoted, Munamu can't say clearly.

Just like that, time passed quickly.

"You're a pretty good answer, I'm satisfied. Now I'm going to ask you a question, if I let you go, will you come after me?"

"No, definitely not, how could we be an enemy of a mage. Munamu replied almost instantly, and a flattering smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Haha, you're really dishonest, so what if I kill that person, you won't pursue it?" Arrogantly, he glanced at Ding Murui not far away.

"Mmmmmmmm He had no doubt that he was capable and motivated to kill himself - he had heard a lot of stories about mages killing people, and most mages were extremely face-saving when dealing with ordinary people. He regretted it in his heart, but he hated it even more, you said that you are a mage, pretending to be a lowly woodcutter, aren't you a pit man. You're perverted! But whether it's regret or hatred, he can't spit out half a word. I had to look at Munamu, hoping that this guy who had drunk an unknown amount of free wine would help dissuade him.

However, Munamu didn't even mean to turn his head to look at him, and hurriedly replied: "How can you pursue it, you are a noble mage, that guy is just a lowly minor, he has done such a rude thing to you, I think it is absolutely natural for you to punish him." ”

If Din Murray could speak, he would surely have scolded Munamu and his family ancestors from head to toe, coupled with the most vicious curses. However, he couldn't scold, he even wanted to collapse to the ground, but his body still stood upright, not moving.

However, Ao Zongheng didn't kill Ding Murray in the past, and he didn't even look at him.

However, his next words made everyone think that their ears were also broken.

"I will restore your right hand to your strength, and then you will throw all the money you have on you, and all the little things of value on the ground, and they will be your ransom money. ”

"We were robbed?" was the common thought of every soldier.

Although there is no serious external danger in Loren Magaga, the security in the territory is not very peaceful, except for the king's territory where the royal city is located, there are groups of bandits in almost every county, but the robbery of the guards is simply unheard of. Although the patrol regiment is almost the lowest level in the kingdom army sequence, it is not something that a small thief dares to provoke, of course, there are also bandits with strong combat effectiveness, but people don't look down on a few small sums of low-level soldiers.

It wasn't clear how powerful the mage in front of him was, but it was certain that he wasn't joking. Because they found that their right hand had really regained its mobility, although it was only about half of its usual strength, it was enough to untie the wallet.

Ao Zongheng put away a dozen wallets, he didn't check if the soldiers had anything else of value hidden, he needed some money to fill his pockets, but it was never his style to be more expensive.

Munamu watched Ao Zongheng leave like this, and it wasn't until the sun set that they felt their bodies free again, but the long-term blockage of qi and blood had already made their bodies stiff, and as soon as the prohibition of the acupoints was over, a group of people fell to the ground almost at the same time, panting and moaning.

After a while, Munamu finally got up and shouted: "Hurry up and get up for me, immediately notify the regiment commander, and the whole county will hunt down that guy." ”

"Dingmu, you bastard, if you don't make up for our losses this time, see how I clean you up!" It was humiliating to be robbed arrogantly, but Munamu hated Ding Murray who made him so embarrassed. In his mind, if he offended the mage, Ding Murui was already lucky that you could pick up your life, and he called it a disaster without reason.

However, Ding Murray ignored him.

"Damn!" Munamu was angry, that mage ignores himself, even a small town bartender like you dare to treat me like nothing?

"Captain, he seems to be dead." There is that clever health said.

Ding Murui was indeed dead, he didn't even need to look at his breathing, he could see it directly from his eyes, and looking at his expression, the death process seemed to be quite painful, and it was not fast, but he opened his clothes and turned it over twice, but he saw any wounds, not even a bruise.

Ding Murui didn't hide far behind the guards at the beginning, on the contrary, in order to facilitate identification, he stood beside Munamu, in the middle of the guards, when he took the money just now, he was still fine, everyone kept staring at the arrogant and arrogant, and made sure that he didn't make any other moves, so he quietly "slowly" killed Ding Murui.

Thinking of this, everyone can't help but feel a chill in their backs, and at this time, it is still the fastest to calm down as a captain.

"Don't make any noise, report to the Grand Master and the county government at the same time, and say that you have found a suspected loser. ”

The dozen or so guards who were originally talking about it heard the word "loser", so they all stopped talking and turned their eyes to the captain.

"Captain, do you really say that you are suspected of being a loser?" The person who asked was the alternate vice captain, who was Mu Namu's confidant, so he dared to ask.

"Nonsense, do you think we patrols can deal with him with his methods?"

"Then why notify the county government?"

"I said you were scared stupid, didn't you, if you don't report to the county government, who can report to the Ministry of Legal Affairs?"