Chapter 21: The Dream Image

"No!"

The doctor answered, trotted away, and soon led a captor in a black prison suit with a tassel badge on his shoulder to Thorn.

"I've seen my lord."

The head catcher stood and saluted, and the dim light went out in the darkness, and his face was not very real.

"No courtesy. In addition to this batch, how many other things have happened to the Nords in the past few days? ”

"Back to adults, there have been more than 30 small fights, and there have been a total of four cases of those who dared to commit murder and assault officials, including this one."

This catcher has been on an errand in the patrol bureau for a long time, and he knows these things well, and immediately said without thinking:

"In the other three cases, a total of 16 people, six of whom were also beaten by household officials, were held in another cell of the dungeon for the aggravation of the crime. The other 10 were beaten up by the new Han people with whom they had business dealings and were held in other prisons. ”

Thorn nodded slightly, and asked in a deep voice:

"Did this happen a lot in the past?"

"On average, once or twice a month, it is basically Nord barbarians who deceive people and cause commercial disputes."

Listening to the headcatcher's reply, he said with certainty:

"This frequency is indeed abnormal, and it is unbelievable that these treacherous barbarians would dare to attack the official errand. Did the government send other warlocks to investigate? ”

"A few days ago, several warlocks came to the Patrol Bureau to investigate this matter."

Speaking of this, the head catcher cautiously glanced at the young and excessively Qingzhou patrol envoy, and his lips moved slightly and said hesitantly:

"Those adults all listened to our interrogation of the prisoners, and they didn't ask anything, those barbarians were very well-behaved and answered questions when they met the warlock, but there was nothing special about the interrogation results, and they had to end up in the end."

Those warlocks probably practiced the Mind Confusion Spell, so that the captured Nords cooperated with the investigation like good babies, and Thorn secretly wanted to continue to ask:

"What else did they do next?"

"The previous warlocks waited for the interrogation to finish and took people to the residence of the Nord barbarians to investigate, but I heard from other brothers that there was no result."

Nothing to discover?

In other words, they didn't notice any traces of spell casting and mana remnants of the Nords?

If that's the case, it should be......

Thorn smiled suddenly, glanced at the silent catcher and ordered:

"You will deal with these people according to the previous example, and you don't need to be special because of me."

Thorn turned to the doctor again:

"As for you going up first."

"No!"

Seeing the doctor's back disappear in the distance, the young warlock turned his head to look at the catcher and explained:

"You will be judged normally, and after the trial, you will all go out, I have some spells to perform, you go out and wait."

"Yes, sir."

Hearing this, the head catcher was sure in his heart and immediately agreed.

He didn't know much about spells, thinking that the warlocks who came a few days ago were just listening and not casting spells, so he naturally felt that they had done nothing.

Hearing that the new young warlock said that he was really going to cast a spell, he felt a little calmer.

The two of them set off to go deep into the dungeon, the further they walked, the stronger the smell in the air became, the head catcher did not change his face, it was a habit, the thorns frowned slightly, slowed down their breathing, and the micro-operation mana reduced the body's metabolism, which was better.

A tea time walked to a cell, only to see that this room is airtight, there is no ventilation in the wall, the door is closed in iron, and the upper part of the door is in the style of multiple iron bars, and you can see the scene inside through the gap between the iron bars.

There were a few handcuffed Nord barbarians inside, some of whom still had the wounds on their faces from the previous counterattack patrol, and they were shouting in full anger:

"My lord, I know it's wrong, so go around us."

"We will answer whatever you want to ask, can we reduce the fine and money and lock up for a few days?"

……

Several patrols were standing in front of the cell and looked coldly at some barbarians from the Western Continent, deaf to their half-familiar Zhuxia begging for mercy.

"Head, you're back?"

Hearing the familiar footsteps from far and near, they all turned their heads to greet, and when they saw someone standing next to their boss, they were stunned for a second and saluted:

"Meet the Warlock."

Thorn nodded slightly, but did not speak.

"Well, let's start the interrogation, and when we're done, we'll all go out, and the Warlock will cast a spell."

The usually majestic head catcher in the eyes of the patrol said very gently, and after everyone agreed, they glanced at the young man next to their superiors in awe, opened the prison door, and waited for the two adults to enter before entering.

The Nords who were handcuffed inside begged for mercy louder when they saw the interrogation begin, and some people continued to ask how long the sentence would be reduced if they cooperated honestly.

These foreigners are not afraid of the pain of flesh and skin, and they are well aware of the functions and limitations of the New Han officials.

What can be done is written in the official law, and if it is not written, it cannot be done, and there will be punishment for violating it.

For example, the patrols of the new Han Dynasty were not allowed to be lynched, in other words, they did not suffer from flesh and skin.

And they beat the small officials, and according to the new Han national law, after the trial, they will definitely pay compensation and go to prison, so they have tried to reduce their losses in their own ways.

Everyone sat down, and when Thorn saw the appearance of these Nord barbarians with dead faces, the mana flashed in his eyes, and the screams of several Nord barbarians who were calling Zhenghuan suddenly stopped, and their expressions were slightly stunned.

The brilliance in Thorn's eyes was witnessed by all the headhunters, and they all glanced at the young warlock in awe, and then took out a pen and paper and threw it on the table in the prison, asking for information about these Nords.

"Name."

“……”

"Age."

“……”

"Why did you come in?"

“……”

The official warlocks who came before had to pat each of the Nords on them, so that they would be honest.

The young warlock just had a glint in his eyes, and all these barbarians obeyed, and they made judgments before and after.

As the interrogation proceeded, these Nord barbarians had a docile attitude and answered all questions, and explained all the names and years of the crime, and even explained what kind of business they did and whether there was tax evasion.

"Yo, and stole a lot of taxes? Boy. ”

Sitting at the table, the head catcher was writing at the desk, quickly wrote down the oral records of the prisoners one by one, turned his head and replied respectfully to the thorns:

"My lord, we're done asking, let's go out."

"Hmm."

Waiting for a cadre to walk out quickly, and closing the big iron door, the thorns waited for their footsteps to fade away, and then looked up at the Nord barbarian in front of him and asked:

"Have you been dreaming lately?"

The meek-looking Nords replied one after another:

"I recently dreamed that I had traveled to Songgard and entered Valhalla, where I enjoyed endless feasts and listened to the teachings of my ancestors......"

"I dreamed that I slept with Diana and we talked a lot after that was done. ……”

"I dreamed of my father going to Valhalla, and he taught me so many things......"

"What are you talking about?"

A glint flashed in Thorn's eyes, and he immediately asked.

"Forgot ......"

"I can't remember ......"

After the Nords finished their explanations, a sneer appeared at the corner of Thorn's mouth:

"Heh, as I expected, it's really the dream image method of the Fit Country."

After any spell is cast in this world, there are traces of casting and mana remnants, and this trace can never be eliminated.

There is no other reason, in order to achieve extraordinary effects, you need extraordinary strength to do the work, just like rain falling will hit the wet ground, and there will inevitably be traces left after casting.

Depending on the spell cast, the severity of the mark varies.

According to the memories of Thorn's previous life, at this point in time, when the second-layer spirit sea had just recovered, there was only one spell that would affect the minds of many mortals and make it difficult for ordinary warlocks to detect, and that was the witchcraft of the Fit Republic of the Western Continent - Dream Imagery Method!

The dream image method is that the warlock enters the dream of ordinary people with a little spirit, and evolves the dream of the recipient through a little weak mana on the spirit, and imperceptibly keeps giving spiritual hints to ordinary people.

It's not really a dream to convey a message, and of course it's impossible for these Nord barbarians to remember the content of the conversation.

It is also because this method is performed through dreams, and the mana required is extremely weak, and this trace will quickly dissipate after waking up from the dream.

Thorn often let out a breath, the Yakxi Fa seal with a triangle in the outer ring in his eyes slowly disappeared, and these Nord barbarians in front of him had a dull expression and did not say a word, Thorn immediately walked out of the cell, looked around, and saw the head catcher patrolling standing in the distance, and then waved their hand to signal them to come.

When they trotted over, they heard the young warlock ask:

"My business is done, these barbarians will be quiet for a while, and you can deal with it normally later."

"According to the law of the country, the compensation for those barbarians will be given to me and Zhang Yun, Zhang Yun's share will be sent to him, and my share will not be used, and you and your brothers will have a drink."

Now that Thorn is a new Han upstart, this compensation is naturally ignored, and he said casually, and then ignored the thankful head catcher, and walked straight to the exit of the cell according to his memory.