Chapter Twenty-Seven: No Power

Two days after the arrest of Ding, the Kingdom Army had just left, and the state and county officials followed their heels and began to collect high salaries from the residents of the Northern Expedition. It seems that the front line is really having big problems.

As a result, the town was once again in full swing, and many residents simply chose to stay behind closed doors or move their families. The originally bustling street was closed and closed, and there were few pedestrians, and it was withered.

Originally, Oster thought that it was none of his business, to take his own risks and make his own money. Unfortunately, in this world, ordinary people can't stay out of it at all. In the eyes of the officials, the people are like leeks, cutting one stubble and one stubble, and if they don't cut it, they won't be prosperous. But in reality, there are limits to everything.

On this day, Oster hadn't played a few fights, because the business was so bad, so he closed the stall early to rest. Just as he was about to return to the hotel, he saw a group of guards approaching him from a distance;

Oster was an untaxed itinerant vendor who didn't want to have anything to do with the town guards, so he leaned to the sidelines, ready to wait for an opportunity to slip away.

However, the other party directly blocked his way and came at him. Osten saw that the fat man leading the way in front of the guards was none other than the Silas from before. He was holding a wanted warrant stamped with the seal of the kingdom, leading the officers and soldiers at the head, pointing at Oster and saying, "It can't be wrong, I saw it with my own eyes!" He's a fugitive who committed murder in the knight's domain! ”

Good fellow, Oster not only spared this man a few days ago, but also kindly treated his injuries. thought that he could rein in the precipice and become a new man, but he sold himself in a blink of an eye. It seems that a dog is a dog, and it is not fed.

Seeing that the guards were professionally scattered and surrounded by themselves, blocking themselves by the wall, and there was no way to hide, Oster smiled slightly; Although they found the right person, they wouldn't think that they would be able to deal with the dignified traverser and guardian with these stinky potatoes and rotten tomatoes guards, right?

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and Oster was not polite, and directly released a big move-

Pretend to be a fool. I saw him sitting in the corner of the wall, his mouth crooked, his eyes slanted, and his eyes twitching, talking nonsense of unknown meaning.

When the guards next to him wanted to come forward to check, he suddenly jumped up, pretending to have a rabies attack, screaming, dancing and biting people when he saw them; Frightened, the guards retreated and dodged.

Oster's credo is that what can be solved with the brain is not with the fist. If you don't have to, avoid clashes with anyone, let alone the government. The little gain from pretending to be forced is far from offsetting the trouble caused by the follow-up; The kind of real man who is like being beaten with chicken blood, from waking up to sleeping, is going through his predecessors, Oster really can't learn and doesn't want to learn.

The official-looking guard at the head looked closely at the wanted list for the "red-haired villain" in his hand, and then looked at Auster, who was roaring like an orangutan, hammering his chest, and said to Silas, "This is what you said, the wanted criminal who attacked and killed the lord's guard alone?" Isn't there anything else that resembles the red hair? ”

Silas said aggrievedly, "He's obviously playing dumb." This person is very powerful, at least he has the strength of an intermediate royal mage, and one person can beat ten of us. ”

"Fart, if he's a royal mage, I'll be the Dreadlord."

Hearing that the effect of the ultimate, Oster was complacent, and pretended to be crazy and stupid even harder; However, the force was too strong, and the performing props in the bag, such as colored flags and drums, were thrown out and fell to the ground.

The officer saw it at a glance and pointed and said; "What is this, something for setting up a stall, have you registered and paid taxes? According to the law of the kingdom, illegal operators without the permission of the management department will not only have all their illegal gains collected, but also be fined. ”

Oster immediately "roared" to show the empty money bag, and the official shook his head and muttered to himself, "I forgot, this is obviously a disabled person, how can he afford to make money." ”

Silas shouted, "He's pretending, he's making more money all over the street, and his money is in the guild bank!" ”

Oster secretly screamed badly, forgetting that this guy was the leader of the Artists Guild. The money was indeed saved, because in a real world, it would be foolish to carry around dozens or hundreds of metal coins that weighed more than half of the chain mail, and it would be easy to be stolen just like the last time. Fortunately, in this world, the banking industry is developed, and there are state banks around the street.

Seeing that Silas was leading the guards to the bank to collect his deposits, Oster stopped pretending to be stupid, sneered, and straightened up;

"I'm not a violent person, but there are always people who don't have long eyes who like to hit the muzzle of a gun." He said lightly, as a magical light appeared in his hand.

Although he tried to avoid conflict, Oster had another creed: it didn't matter if he stepped on his head, and if he wanted to take his money, he had to ask if he would agree to the book.

[Start copying magic and check the spell inventory.] Icicle (Level 2) and Fire Blast (Level 2) are ready. - Warning: Low energy, recharge immediately. 】

I saw that on Oster's outstretched hands, ice crystals were condensed in one hand, and red flames were burning in the other. Silas was taken aback, hurriedly took two steps back, and said tremblingly, "That's, that's it, he doesn't have to cast spells at all, and he doesn't have mana consumption, he can cast several spells at the same time......"

At this time, the wind suddenly blew up, and the wanted warrant in the officer's hand was blown up by the wind, and it flew twice in the air, just pasting on Auster's face. Oster raised his flaming right hand and brought it to his face, and the wanted notice was ignited by the flames in his palm, which quickly burned out.

The guards pressed their swords nervously, and one of the guards whispered, "It wasn't said on the wanted notice, but the thug alone crushed an entire team of cathar guards, and even the captain of the paladins was killed." He is said to be very ferocious, will eat children, rape military horses, and is the embodiment of demons. The guards swallowed and looked ahead in unison;

Just like the rumored appearance of the demon of hell, after the portrait of the "red-haired villain" burned out, a hideous and honest face emerged in the red flames.

Silas had already fled to the rear, and said from afar, "I told you a long time ago, bring a few more people, you just don't listen, or you should withdraw first......"

The official also lost his confidence, and slowly stepped back and scolded, "What do you want to do?" I warn you, it is a felony to attack the guards of the state capital in broad daylight, so put down your magic and go back with us to ask for leniency. ”

Auster laughed three times, then sighed, "Well, why is it that everyone is the same, and they don't know who they are facing until the last moment." ”

[Warning: The energy is below the minimum starting standard.] 】

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, Oster stepped forward, raised his hands, pointed at the front with a sinister smile, andβ€”

[If the energy is too low, it will automatically shut down.] 】

With a whoosh, the interface of the book in front of Oster's eyes disappeared, and the magic in his hand was extinguished.

Hey, what's going on. Oster was momentarily stunned and froze in place. No matter how much he called, he couldn't call out the interface again, and the USB flash drive didn't respond.

The guards looked at each other and stared at him. Oster is stupid, isn't he, can he still do this?