In order to motivate everyone's fighting spirit, William awarded very generous rewards, among which Hudson was strengthened by 30% of the magic shield weakened to less than half of the power for stabilizing the damaged city-defending magic array, and obtained an 8th-order Transfiguration wand. And the big-nosed old man organized the rescue of the West City Gate, commanded the defenders to counterattack, and killed at least three high-level demon warriors, and obtained two bottles of Rank 8 Mana Enhancement Potion and a Fire Element Crystal of the same level.

As a high-level magic archer, Pace not only killed many strong enemies, but also destroyed more than a dozen catapults, so he obtained three precious armor-piercing arrows and one demon-breaking arrow.

Mole, who captured a high-level magic warrior alive, also received a rich reward, after all, this is the highest-status captive that Palmor City has captured from the royal army besieging the city, and the value is very unusual, so not only did he get an 8th-order magic shield, but Rex, who participated in the battle together, also got a bottle of 7th-order mana replenishing potion.

Many of the other practitioners who participated in the battle were also rewarded, but they were not as precious as Hudson and Moller, but the contributions of the four of them were obvious to all, so no one raised any objections.

After completing the reward, Hudson was appointed by William to negotiate with the major magic shops and weapons dealers on behalf of the city lord to negotiate the purchase of war supplies with a mortgage. The old man with the big nose was responsible for informing the defenders of the decision just announced by William, and rewarding the defenders for their meritorious service. William himself was responsible for negotiating with the nobles in the city and accusing them of avoiding trouble.

"It's a pity!Why did I practice at that time, I didn't catch up with the fiercest battle, and my combat achievements were so few!" Urruti looked at the fifth-order magic shield in her hand, she should have been happy to get a magic armor worth hundreds of gold coins, but compared to Moeller's gains, she began to feel sorry that she had missed out on good things.

8th-order magic shield! That's a high-grade commodity worth thousands of gold coins, and it's often priceless, even if you don't sell it, you can use it yourself, it's an extra layer of life-saving protection! There are also 7th-order magic replenishment potions, a good thing for high-level magicians to replenish their magic power, intermediate magicians only need to drink one-third, and they can replenish the magic power in the whole body in a blink of an eye, and the price is more expensive than her fifth-order magic shield!

Urruti thought in pieces, and then held the javelin fiercely, determined to fight in the battle that followed. Pace watched from the sidelines and laughed, and said happily: "Uruti, this time we are going to fight side by side again!"

Urruti froze for a moment, but quickly recovered, and said with a smile, "Yes, I'm afraid I'll have to rely on your arrows more this time." ”

Pace's eyes were a little gloomy, and Urruti's reaction was obviously still resisting him, but he knew that Urruti couldn't be blamed for this, after all, it was they who turned their backs on their most trusted partners for their own reasons, and it was normal not to be forgiven now.

At this time, Moller was heading west of the city with Rex, Pace, and Urruti. The old man with the big nose was responsible for arranging the manipulators to garrison the city defense, because Moeller and they had experience in participating in the defense of the west of the city, so they were all sent over, and at this time there were four magicians, eight demon archers, and more than 20 demon warriors.

During the war, the control was very strict, and all the operators had to act according to orders, and if they acted without permission, they would be arrested for disobeying military orders, and those who were strict would be killed on the spot!

"Mr. Moller!"

At this moment, a soldier suddenly ran over and handed him a sheepskin and said, "The prisoner you captured before is willing to confess, but he said that he must see you before he will say, the acting city lord has approved, please come with me!"

Moeller opened the parchment and saw that it contained a document signed and approved by William, the Acting Lord of the city, allowing him to visit Scott, who had been captured by him, in the prison.

As soon as Moller walked into this dark and cold underground stone chamber filled with the smell of rotting blood, he quickly held his breath and set up magic protection for himself and Rex, who was already about to vomit, to protect himself and Rex, who was already about to vomit, from the stench as quickly as possible.

"It's so disgusting!" Rex, who had only been rescued by Brother Moller, cried out angrily, "Such a stinky place must be set on fire!"

Without giving Rex a chance to be an arsonist, Moller soon met Scott, who he had captured, a high-ranking demon warrior who did not appear to be suffering much, but was very mentally exhausted.

Because his two hands were broken at the wrist, the guards did not shackle him, but only put shackles on his feet, and his eyes lit up immediately when he saw Moeller, and he waved a pair of broken arms excitedly, dragging the shackles forward.

The guard shouted and cursed, and a long black stick in his hand struck Scott with a bright white magic lightning, screaming him, but he calmed down.

"Your name is Moller, right! Lord Moller, I'm willing to confess, I'm willing to tell everything I know, but you have to give me back the gloves!" Scott said, looking at Moller wistfully.

Moeller sneered and said, "Do you think this is possible? Return the weapon to the enemy!"

"I'm willing to exchange!" Scott hurriedly said: "I'm willing to teach you all the magic skills I know, please, give me back the gloves, I don't want to be a waste, I don't want to be a waste!"

Scott was a little hysterical, and invited the jailer's magic lightning to serve, and when he didn't dare to shout, a bald fat middle-aged man who was standing in the shadow of the corner limped over, and said in a sharp voice: "It seems that he is not sincere in confessing, Mr. Moller, I'm sorry, we bothered you to run in vain, leave the rest to me, it won't take an hour, I will let him confess!"

This balding fat middle-aged man is the warden, I don't know what he has experienced, Scott seems to be very afraid of him, when he heard him say this, he immediately panicked, and shouted at Moeller in a broken heart: "Don't! Mr. Moeller, I am willing to sign a slave contract, to be your thug, please give me back the gloves! I am willing to say anything!"

This high-level demon warrior who was originally terrifying in battle was crying fragile at this time, and kept screaming that he didn't want to be a waste, he stretched out a pair of bare wrists, and looked very miserable and desolate.

Hearing that the other party was willing to sign a slave contract, Moeller was very surprised, and looked at the warden again, the other party smiled and took out a magic communicator, and said a few words to the communicator after connecting, and after getting a reply, he nodded to Moeller and said: "It has been approved by the acting city lord, if it is to sign a slave contract, it is okay!"

The high-level slave contract scroll was provided by the City Lord's Mansion, and it was delivered in ten minutes, Scott trembled and bit his arm, spilling blood on the scroll, and after absorbing his blood, the slave contract scroll rose up with a blood-colored light, suspended above his head.

Moller channeled a little of his spiritual power into the light, and then the light fell on Scott's forehead, turning into a dragon's claw-like mark according to Moller's wishes.

As if burned, Scott fell to the ground screaming in pain and curled up.

At this time, if Scott was not willing, with the difference in strength between the two sides, he could completely resist the invasion of this contract magic - if the high-level strong man was unwilling, I am afraid that only a master-level figure could force him to sign a slave contract! But at this time, Scott was willing, so he reluctantly gave up resistance, and let the mark successfully burn on his forehead.

From now on he had to obey Moeller's orders, and there must be no resistance in the slightest, or he would be in agony, and Moeller would be able to take his life at any time with the slightest movement of his spirit, for the imprint of the contract was not only imprinted on his flesh, but also on his soul!

Scott, who had endured the slave contract, looked as if he was seriously ill, but after getting the fist gloves returned by Moeller, he seemed to have regained all his spirit in an instant, and the whole person once again had the fierce aura that he had shown on the battlefield before.

There is a forced slave contract, although Scott's face is ugly, he can only truthfully confess everything he knows, including the deployment of the royal army, the information of the strong, and the battle plan. As a high-level demon warrior who is highly used, Scott knows a lot, although the reports about the Fire Realm Cloud Cluster are outdated, but the information about the strength of the strong people who participated in the battle is very helpful for the next battle, and the bald warden is very happy and immediately reports these reports.

After preliminary verification, it can be determined that Scott did tell the truth, not only the bald warden was very happy, but Moeller also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, through the connection of the contract, he did have a feeling that Scott's whole person was in the palm of his hand, and it was determined that this high-level demon warrior really could not disobey his orders.

"Will you come with me to fight in the city?" asked Scott.

The bald warden laughed and said, "Mr. Moller, you don't have to ask this question at all, this person is now your slave, but he is just a talking tool, you don't need to ask his opinion, just give an order!"

Although Scott's face was ugly, he did not deny it, and was silent with a look of resignation.

So when Moller walked out of the cell, he was followed by a high-level strong, iron tower like a slave guard, and he had more confidence in the next battle.

"Mo ...... Master, could you please give me a mask?" Scott, who had been silent halfway through, suddenly pleaded with Moeller.

Moeller thought about it for a moment and understood that he didn't have the face to fight his former comrades with his true face, even if the characteristics of his fist attack were very obvious, even if he wore a mask, he would be recognized. But I still want to cover my face as a way to escape from reality.

Moeller didn't care, he only needed Scott's combat power, and he didn't care about his mentality, so he casually took out a silver metal mask from the magic bag and gave it to him, and after Scott put on the mask, the whole person looked much more relaxed.

"Brother Moller, does this person have to listen to us in the future?" Rex first looked at Scott critically, and seemed to be more satisfied, and then asked Moeller with a curious face, and after getting a positive answer, Rex immediately pointed at Scott excitedly and said, "Hey! You, go and find a hundred catties of delicious food for Uncle Ben!"

Scott's body stiffened, not knowing how to respond, but Moeller stopped Rex's nonsense: "There is about to be a war, where can I find good food? When the battle is over, I will definitely let you eat enough!" After finishing speaking, Mole said to Scott solemnly: "Listen to my first order to you: without clashing with my orders, you must obey my brother Rex, even if you sacrifice yourself, you must protect his safety!"

"Yes!" The power of the contract made Scott completely unable to resist, and he obediently agreed.