God Prohibitions

Chapter 728: Cut!

"My lord" Lal and Camute both grabbed Robben and knelt down. Lal said hurriedly, "My lord is enough. We whipped this soul control master already beyond the bottom line. Now we can't kill him."

"My lord, please think twice"

Robben looked at Lal and Camut in front of him, and took a long breath: "I understand your two concerns. I don't understand the meaning behind this guy. To be more straightforward, he It is Demon King Big’s subordinates. If we kill him just because he killed a few witches, we are deliberately showing Demon Big Big’s face, right?"

Lal nodded immediately: "My lord... you are right."

"I understand. Get up first. I'm really not used to it, and don't like others kneeling on my knees, making me feel that I'm old enough to be buried in the soil. Get up..."

Robben insisted on requesting, and Lal and Camuut stood up on the ground.

Lal took a step forward and pleaded again: "My lord, this soul control master really can't kill, otherwise it will cause trouble. If Demon King Bigger is not satisfied, he will put pressure on Demon King Arthur a little, and this thing is wrong again. We, I think Demon King Arthur will punish us severely."

"Well... it seems to make sense, so what do you say?" Robben moved his eyebrows and asked Lal's opinion.

Seeing Robben's sigh of relief, Lal touched a stone in his heart and said, "Sir, let's heal this soul control master's injury a little bit, and then kick him out. After all, we have suffered a loss, even if we are held accountable. Up, our responsibility is not great."

"That means... let him go?"

"Yes"

"Okay," Robben stood up straight, twisted his waist, "tell someone to move him to Caishikou"

Lal was taken aback for a moment. How could this be said so well, and he is going to move to the place where the vegetables are killing people?

"My lord, you..."

"Didn't you say you want to release him? Then put it away, and choose the location at Caishikou. Is there any problem?"

"Ah... of course not. Of course not." Lal's face was relieved.

Robben sighed rather bored: "Lal, it seems...you, the person in charge of the Witch Training Camp, is not easy to do."

Lal couldn't help being touched by Robben's very emotional words. On the face, he was a little bit sad: "My lord, this... is the destiny of the witch, nothing."

Robben stretched out his hand and patted Lal on the shoulder: "A good sentence about the destiny of the witch, in that case, I won't say much, you...let them go.

"Yes" Lal turned around, just about to give orders, but found that Robben's hand on his shoulder did not let go. He immediately understood, turned around and asked, "My lord, what else do you have to order?"

Robben smacked his lips and said, "I, the city lord, has been a city owner for a while. Actually, it's not interesting. I don't like those gold and silver treasures. Fortunately, we are rich in witches..."

Lal's face suddenly stunned: "My lord... my subordinates don't understand what the lord means."

Robben simply said: "I mean, Nalan is a witch next to me, but she is not an adult yet, so I plan to pick a few witches to the City Lord's Mansion, is it okay?"

Lal couldn't help but opened his mouth, and Camuute on one side was also stunned. He didn't expect that Robben would make such a request. It has been almost a year since he came here, and he didn't see any witches. Today, he asked without concealment.

"My lord... Are you... sure?" Lal couldn't believe his ears.

"Of course..." Robben frowned. "How can a man be without a woman? Don't you want to, or do you plan to go by yourself?"

Seeing Robben looking at him hopefully, Lal suddenly felt extremely sick, and he had been making trouble for a long time. This kind of and generous Robben turned out to be this kind of thing.

"My lord, you also know that this training camp was set up by the Lord of Demon himself, and I and Camuut were appointed to be responsible. All the witches trained are to become warriors in the name of the demon. They are not trained to play with others." Er's face has become ugly, and his voice has also cooled down.

"No?" Robben asked again.

"Please forgive me for the difficulties of his subordinates, this is also working for Lord Demon Lord" Lal's answer was very firm.

"Then... now I need some swift witches as servants in my house. I don't think this is too much. I think it's luck to be selected. It's better than being killed here...for no reason."

After hearing these words, Lal couldn't help stiffening, and lowered his head to continue resisting: "My lord, if it is a maid, the adults can go to the magic garden in the city that specializes in witches to buy. Those witches have been trained and don't want to be here. The witch is so rude and clumsy."

"Hehe...I just like it." Robben said with a smile, his hands hardened and rubbed Lal's shoulder.

Lal trembled, and his eyes almost burst into flames: "My lord, this is a training camp for the relatives of the demon lord. Please also your lord...respect yourself."

Looking at the shame and anger on Lal’s face, as well as the unwilling and stubborn god, Robben shook his head slightly, and took away his hand: "Since he defends his tribe in this way, why... but not resist this soul control master? What?"

Lal couldn't help but raised his head in surprise: "My lord..."

Robben smiled: "I understand that the so-called whip is beyond reach, and your abilities are also limited. You have worked hard to protect the witches in this academy."

He patted Lal on the shoulder again, and Robben turned and left: "Let the people go and don't let the rotten meat pollute the fresh air here."

Seeing Robben go away, the **** sè on Rael's face was fluctuating, and he turned his head and asked Camut: "You said...what did the lord say just now?"

Camuute shook his head: "This...I don't know, but..." Camuute smiled slightly, "You are too stupid. If you want a witch, do you still have to talk to you? Here, The lord is the chief instructor, and the city lord of the demon lord himself. If the lord gives the order, even you and I will have to obediently, and speaking...the witches in the academy now, maybe they all want to serve us. Mr. Dean, see if you are nervous...hehe"

Lal recalled the situation in his mind for a moment, his face couldn't help being astonished, and speaking...it was indeed like this.

Camout glanced at Robben's back, with a bit of worry on his face: "I hope I feel wrong, now...I always have a bad premonition."

The witch at the front gate of the Witch Academy came out aggressively, driving the soul control master in the middle, and Lal and Camute followed from left to right to prevent him from doing anything.

The residents of the city immediately watched the excitement, and the roads were overcrowded for a while. There was a lot of discussion.

A large group of witches came to the gate of the market and threw the soul control master into the open space in front.

Laer said in a cold voice, "Well, you are free now. I hope you can cherish your life and don't come here again. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

This soul control master was lifted from the ropes on his hands and feet, but the seal Robben set in his body was still working, which made him unable to use magic at all.

Some staggeringly got up to the soul control master’s face, a smirk appeared: "The witch who splashes remembers my name. My name is Sparte and I will be back. Then, you will either kneel down and lick my shoes or just Uáng gave me a good name...haha...hahaha"

Sparte laughed wildly, raised his hand and pointed directly at Lal's nose and shouted: "I will remember you, every time you come, I want you to survive..."

"Can't you die?" Suddenly, a lazy voice came from the market.

Everyone looked at the voice with different expressions. Lal was stunned for a while, and after Camuute was stunned, his face was even more worried, and the soul control master named Sphat was There is both anger and fear.

Not far in the front, Robben was holding the fruit he had just bought from Cai, and he was eating while walking. Little Nalan was a little annoyed and was paying the demon who sold the fruit behind him.

All the witches of "City Lord" bowed their heads, and it was fine to see Robben in the current academy, but outside, Robben's identity was the city lord, and this difference in identity must not be ignored.

The streets were blocked. The demons who watched the show saw that all the witches bowed their heads and called the young man in Chinese robes the city lord. Then they remembered that the new lord of the city was indeed very young. I didn't move much, but it turned out to be like this.

Hula, all the vendors and buyers in the whole bazaar, the demons who wandered from other places all knelt down.

"My Lord City Lord, you are here..." Lal was very surprised when he saw Robben appear.

"I heard that you are going to release people. I'm here to urge you to finish this matter earlier. How about? The soul control master caught by your Witch Academy, has you released it?"

Rael's **** sè became more and more weird, thinking that this soul control master was not caught by you, and you agreed to release it. But I couldn't say what I was saying, so I had to answer: "My lord, this soul control master, we have just released it, let him leave here now."

Robben nodded with satisfaction: "Okay."

As soon as he turned around, Robben's face suddenly darkened: "Come here"

All the witches were shocked. From all corners of the market, hundreds of heavily armed Demon soldiers suddenly rushed out to surround all the witches.

"My lord, what do you mean?" Lal looked inexplicable.

Robben didn't look back, but he shouted, "Get the prisoner down for me."

"Yes" hundreds of soldiers uttered a cry, and rushed up with weapons in their hands.

All the witches were shocked and didn't know what was going on, until these heavily armed soldiers passed by, and these discoveries turned out that these soldiers were not targeting themselves.

"Ah" Suddenly, a sad scream rang out among the soldiers, and everyone who screamed was terrified.

"Oh, bang, bang... ah"

"Ping bang bang"

"You dare to resist, my brothers fight me, try harder"

"Ping Ping Bang Bang"

"Oh...ah"

The voices of people on the street were suddenly noisy, almost all of them were the screams and screams of the soldiers, already punching and kicking, mixed with the screams of Ruoyoruowu...

All the witches had their eyes rounded, and more than two hundred strong Demon soldiers were on the street surrounding the soul control master to carry out "catch"

"Big...sir, what...what is this? Didn't you agree?" Ral almost jumped on and grabbed Robben's sleeve.

Robben turned around and looked at Lal with surprise: "Oh, it's Witch Lal. I haven't seen you for a while. You are still so beautiful. You really make all the demons jealous."

Lal was anxious, how could he have any thoughts with Robben? He held onto Robben's sleeves tightly and said, "My lord, you have agreed to let go..."

Robben glared and immediately interrupted Lal's words: "Dear lady, although I can't talk too much about your academy, as the lord of this city, I have to blame you, how can you just do it like this? The prisoner is let go. I will punish you later on this matter. Now I will wait until I catch the prisoner before talking about other things.

Catch? The muscles in the corner of Lal's eyes twitched.

"You hún eggs, do you still catch the prisoner?" Robben's face was full of anger, and he shouted at the soldiers.

"My lord, please calm down your anger. It will be caught soon. The prisoner is resisting."

A soldier turned his head and immediately yelled to Robben, with the sound of flat fists and feet in the meantime, and the scream of Sparte was almost inaudible.

"These hún eggs, usually neglected to practice, can't even catch a prisoner now?"

There was no trace of blood on Laer's face. He took a step forward and said in a voice that only he and Luo Ben could hear you: "Roben, what do you want?"

Robben smiled, took a step back and distanced himself from Lal, and said loudly, "Ms. Lal, your training camp has released a prison cell. I don't have time to investigate it now. You can watch it on the side. Now it's the City Lord's Mansion. In the implementation of the code, it has nothing to do with you, nor can you intervene, understand?"

Both Lal and Camuute trembled and immediately understood what Robben meant.

Promise to release people is just a statement. It is for others to take the witches to release this soul control master in front of all the residents. It is just to separate the current Witch Academy from this matter. And now. The Witch Academy released this soul control master, and it has nothing to do with this matter. Everything that is happening now is the City Lord's Mansion, that is... Robben's own behavior.

Lal's blood rushed into his brain, and he stepped forward again, regardless of his identity, and grabbed Robben's lapels: "Roben, you don't want to die, just a few witches, do you know what you are doing? I wonder if you are taking risks?"

Slowly, but firmly pushed Lal away, Robben smiled: "Just a few witches? I didn't expect you to say something like this..."

"Roben, don't do this, I know you are good to our witch, but it's not worth it that you will incur a murder."

Robben breathed out slowly, raised his head and looked at the flickering cloud of light in the sky. In his mind, there flashed a pale hand with a short blood book message...

"You can all die to save me, I take some risks, what is it..."

Lowering his head, Robben smiled at Lal: "Little Witch, you don't have the right to order the lord of the city. Obediently watch it."

"You..." Lal was speechless for a while, not knowing what he should say now.

Turning around, Robben yelled: "Well, you bunch of stupid pigs who work hard at ordinary times, does it take so long to catch a prisoner?"

There was an answer from the soldiers.

"It's cheaper for you"

"You go out first, I haven't met him yet"

"Hurry up, adults don't let them hit"

"Stupid, I want us to catch him quickly"

"Yes, hurry up on us, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up"

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After repeated chaos, a sweaty captain finally ran to Robben's side: "Through our efforts, the lord of the city, the prisoner who desperately resisted was still caught by us. For this reason, we still have several fists and fists. I hurt my toe"

Luo Ben was unhappy: "I can't do anything like this. What's the use of you? I'm so lazy at ordinary times. From now on I get up and run ten laps around the city lord mansion every morning.

"It's an adult"

"Okay, okay, bring the prisoner here, I want to interrogate myself."

The captain of the guard immediately turned around and shouted, "Bring the prisoner up."

Immediately, several soldiers came over, dragging something. Robben's eyes jumped immediately: These guys are too dark to start, are they still human?

This soul-controlling master named Spat is really dying this time. Two hundred demon soldiers gathered in a group to "capture" him for a meal. It is inevitable that he will "resist" him. After some fists, it turned out that the head was swollen into a pig's head, and the whole body was shaking. It seems that the bones of the whole body have been broken up, and the blood is full of blood, and it is impossible to see that this is not a demon creature... …

Robben looked around: "That's right, he, you go first and play the table later, go back to dinner when you're done quickly."

"Yes" the captain of the guard replied, and took the soldiers to the back.

Taking four steps, Robben walked around this Spat leisurely. It seemed that more residents had gathered, and they all watched the excitement, but most of them didn't seem to know what was going on.

After coughing, the surrounding discussion suddenly fell down, Robben said loudly: "I am the city lord appointed by Lord Demon. I will lead someone to arrest you. That is equivalent to carrying out Lord Demon's orders. How dare you? Arrest, you are bold enough"

"Uh...you...you..." Spart has no strength to speak, and all his strength has been used to reduce his injuries and screams.

"What, do you dare to insult me?" Robben sighed.

Not far away, Camute touched Lal's hand lightly: "Did he say something?"

Lal glared at Camut with excitement: "Of course not. Our Lord Lord is acting alone there."

With anger on his face, Robben continued to yell at this Sparte: "As a soul control master, you don’t know that your master is taking good care of yourself, but you are running around and causing trouble. If you want a witch, you can control it. The identity of the soul master, I have nothing else, the witch is not a lot of money, I will give you as much as you want, but how can you want my wife, do you have **** in your head? That was how I grew up. Yes, ready to enjoy it later"

Nalan stood next to Robben, and suddenly found that on both sides of the street, on the small pavilions of the market, all the eyes of the demons gathered on him instantly.

Could it be... the master said himself? Little Nalan's mind was a little dizzy.

"You...you..." Buster worked hard for a long time, but couldn't say anything else.

Robben was very angry, his face turned into an angry **** sè: "Hum, although I carefully cultivated it, it is not impossible to cut love. If you really ask for it, I will be your friend, but I will treat you with good wine and good food. You, the women who didn't even ask you about your details, but on the other hand killed my women and took their souls. Are you bullying me for incompetence?"

The more he talked, the more angry he became. After that, Robben was so angry that he couldn't wait to take the soul control master before him alive.

The onlookers now have a clear face on their faces. It turns out that this is the case. This soul control master ran to hún to eat hún and drink, and the lord of the city would treat each other with courtesy, but did not expect this soul control master to make unreasonable The request, after being rejected, he killed the beloved woman of Lord Santos. This is not right. You see how lovely the little witch is waiting to be released. Lord Santos has been raised since childhood. How can you be embarrassed? Ask for it? Being a human being... how could this demon be so unkind? This is simply **** riding on the head of the lord of the city.

Over there, Robben was still burning with anger: "Since you don't treat me as a friend, then I can't blame me. I am also the city lord of Lord Demon's life. I can bear this kind of thing, but Lord Demon can't bear today. , I am here, in front of all the residents, to wash away my shame"

"You...you are shameless" Spart finally said a complete sentence, but his head was deformed, and his mouth was even more difficult. Robben couldn't tell what he said.

"How dare you slander Lord Demon?" Robben glared and almost jumped from the ground.

The surrounding residents suddenly looked unbelievable. The supreme demon lord actually slandered him, which is simply unforgivable.

"You idiots, haven't you finished it yet?" Robben shouted back.

Immediately, the captain of the guard ran over again, sweating profusely: "My lord has already built it, my lord, please"

Robben nodded with satisfaction: "So that I can drag him over"

Near the entrance of the market, the soldiers brought by Robben quickly built a platform. They were as high as two, and a few meters above the top, they could stand up to three or two people. The soldiers had already **** five Spartans and put them on the table.

Robben stood on the stage, looking at the crowded residents under the stage, and the witches who were obviously unable to argue anymore, shouting loudly: "All the residents of Gasoline City are now...your city lord Robben , I am speaking to you solemnly. I hope that each of you will remember every word I said clearly. That will be good for you and me... the city of the team."

Raising his hand, pointing to Sparte who was kneeling in front of him, Robben continued to say loudly: "He is a soul control master of unknown origin. I don't want to pursue his identity now, because that would embarrass Lord Demon Lord. What I want to say is that this soul control master deceived people too much. He relied on his identity and demanded more of me. He even asked my woman to bear with me again and again. He actually went crazy and murdered, and my eight concubines died in this way. In his hands, can this be tolerated?"

As soon as he raised his hand, Robben pointed to all the residents under the platform: "If a strange guy breaks into your home, eats yours, drinks yours, and finally sleeps with your woman, can you tolerate it? You don't Promise that he is still acting wanton, who can tolerate it?"

The residents below looked at the stage, some of them were sympathetic: the city lord is not easy to be. Some have a look of indignation, but a man can’t agree

"No" I don’t know who yelled from below, and then, should follow one after another... Many female residents also yelled, they don’t want to come in when a stranger wants to defile themselves. My husband did nothing.

No one shouted means no one shouted. If a person shouted a slogan, there would definitely not be just one in the crowd, and it was so swift that the whole market was full of shouts.

Robben waved his hand, and the voices of the residents lowered.

"It's indeed intolerable. I am under the grace of Lord Demon to manage this place. It also makes it impossible for me to tolerate such things happening here. Where is this place? Here is a city based on witches, and witches are wealth. The witch is all witches are our most precious thing, because of these witches, our city can exist today"

The residents were stunned, this statement...something new, but...it seems that there is nothing wrong with thinking about it...

"Residents, come to **** our witch, come to kill our witch, what shall we do with such a guy? Shall we let them go? Never"

"Never" screamed, and all the residents were enthusiastic and roared along with Robben.

Once again, he suppressed the voices of the residents, and Robben's face sank slightly: "So, now I'm going to be here. For this prisoner who robs my witch and kills my witch, I will execute a knife."

Immediately, the captain of the guard handed his sabre into Robben's hands.

Robben took out the long knife, looked at it, and shook his head slightly. The props worn by the soldiers were rather rough in workmanship. Although he didn't understand weapons, this knife was obviously of limited quality.

The five fingers holding the handle of the knife in one hand lightly stroked the knife. Robben said loudly: "We, Gaso City, actually developed from the Witch Training Camp. Almost everything we do is inseparable from the Witch. Relationship, as the city lord, all the witches in this city are my wealth, the property I want to protect, and the wealth of Lord Demon King. For those who dare to violate these, I will not forgive me."

The residents all grew their mouths in astonishment. The new lord of the city lightly stroked the blade with one hand, and between the front and the back, the knife unexpectedly changed significantly.

It turned out that the blade of the knife seemed to have melted into molten iron in the mixed light of the various colors in the hands of the lord of the city lord, and then quickly solidified, the solidified blade was obviously narrower, and the two sides opened, the cold light was shining, unexpectedly Became a sword

Robben tempered the blade of this sword with magic elements, and then recombined the elements to create a tough magic sword. Although it may not have any special effects, Robben has two points to be sure. One is This sword is extremely sharp, and secondly, it is durable

Under the gleaming light cloud, Robben raised the newly born sword aloft: "From today on, I promulgate the new decree of Casso City to kill, torture, or insult the witch for no reason, and it will be regarded as shaking Casso City. The fundamentals of the crimes are regarded as infringements on my property, and all...

A sword arc cut across the high platform.

The residents were a little bit astonished. With a "poof" sound, blood shot soaring, and Sparte's beating-like pig head flew up in the air, dragging a blood line in the air and rolling towards the crowd.

Until now, Sparte couldn’t believe it. He just killed a few witches and was cut off by the city lord.

The residents were in a panic, evading the fallen heads one after another, and Sparte's head rolled to the ground, staring hard...

After moving his head, Spat's body suddenly softened, and a faint white layer of smoothness floated on his body. From the big wound, wisps of white light scattered towards the sky.

Robben silently stared at these quiet white rays of light, these... are the souls collected by the soul control master.

"rest in peace……"

Spart’s corpse kicked off the table directly, Robben inserted the sword in his hand on the table: "This sword and this guillotine will stay here. If something similar happens again, it turns out... Same as today"

All the residents of the demons couldn't help being a bit timid, especially some male residents...

After taking a long sigh of relief, Robben’s nervousness eased a lot, and cutting people’s heads... it was not an easy thing, but Robben didn’t feel guilty. This Spartan deserved it, and it was obviously for himself. , He could do something for himself before he died, but it made him cheaper.

"Nalan, come up." Robben changed the yin Shen on his face. Lù smiled and waved to Xiao Nalan.

Nalan’s brains were not enough today. Robben didn’t explain anything to her when he came. As a result, it was always in the clouds and mist in the audience, but there was a little Nalan who seemed to understand. ...I was carefully nurtured by the master, and I will keep the witch as a wife in the future.

With a smirk on her face, Little Nalan quickly climbed onto the stage: "Master, what do you want?" Little Nalan behaved very well.

Robben asked Nalan to stand in front of him and straightened out her hair. This action made Nalan flush.

"Did you see this? Your lord of the city, my witch, Nalan"

The residents under the platform looked inexplicable, and only then had the head of a demon be chopped off, and now what is called a witch? Is it going to cut again? The witch also made a mistake, but no matter what she was going to do, the little witch was very beautiful.

"Master, what are you doing? They are all looking at me" Xiao Nalan couldn't stand it anymore, although countless eyes were staring at him just now, but now he has been pulled onto the stage, all eyes are even more unscrupulous. This situation is very contradictory to the witches' habit of hiding in the undetected darkness.

"Don't move, it's the best posture, they just look at you" Robben whispered immediately.

After whispering to Nalan, Robben said loudly: "I have to say something proudly here, now, the witches in the city, which one is more beautiful than my witch? Is there?"

The residents are even more inexplicable, why suddenly the topic turned to the appearance of a witch? However, the witch on the stage is indeed very beautiful, and it is the most rare age in a witch’s life. At this time, the witch has the youthfulness of a girl, but also has a touch of charming charm. The unique style is indeed an incomparable yòu person.

And... even if there is someone more beautiful than this witch, who would dare to stand up and say that the blood at the feet of Lord City Lord hasn't dried yet, and that sword is still stuck on the table...

Robben smiled and said, "Of course, there are countless witches here. There are naturally more beautiful witches than my witches, but I have to spend ten or twenty years, and my witches must be all here now. The most beautiful of the witches."

"Master...how did you know?" Xiao Nalan's eyes were shining, and the corners of her mouth were gently pressed, feeling her cheeks slightly hot.

"Stand up, idiot, don't shake, it's good to look at it this way" Robben reminded in a low voice.

To all the residents, Robben continued: “Because you don’t understand your witches and you won’t care about them, and you won’t care for them. Of course, you don’t think it is necessary, just like there is no need to care about one thing. Tools that will be thrown away soon?"

"Hey..." Robben sighed, "My residents, I am here to remind you that your witches are loyal and will never betray you. When you are developed, they will not touch you. But when you are down, when you can't even eat, they are still by your side, they are beautiful, their wisdom is even higher than you, but they are extremely loyal to you but you are wasting, but Doing meaningless consumption..."

He patted Nalan on the head, and Robben said: "I only have one witch who always accompanies me. I take care of her carefully, give her delicious food, dress her well, take her to play, and chat with her. Sometimes she will be beaten by her, but... she cares about me, she will also take care of me, she will shop for me, make breakfast for me, stay with me when I am annoyed, and stay with me when I am angry. Stay with me at all times, my residents, what do I need?"

"You have to understand that the life of a witch is enough to accompany you through your life, and the beauty of a witch is not innate. Of course I admit that they are all beautiful, but that is just the appearance. It takes time to be beautiful...because they are women, they need protection and care, and then they feel dependent, they will repay you, and they will be willing to stay with you, not just out of loyalty, and I know, Most of you love the new and hate the old. A witch will be with you for a short time to replace it, or even exchange it with others. This is not good. You...nothing."

"What I want to say, in fact, is the same. The witch is the foundation of our city and the most precious wealth of our city. I don't want you to use up my wealth meaninglessly and get nothing. Arrived. As long as you are loyal, they will thank you forever and stay with you to tell the truth. I have seen enough witches with haggard faces and naked clothes on the streets. These witches should have been our most important sign here, they Beautiful, they are gentle, but... what I often see is the sloppy look that makes me unbearable, my residents, this is our mistake, do you understand?"

All the residents, including all the witches, were very obvious and didn't understand what Robben was talking about.

"I want to promulgate a new decree on the witch's decree on how to protect our wealth, the decree that makes the witches so miserable like this, I don’t want to see it again, our city should be beautiful... Yearning, instead of the walking dead everywhere, I decided to improve the quality of the witch... and then the behavior of ruining the witch like you... but it is not allowed"

All the inhabitants came out with an extremely shocked god, could it be said...Is my deeds to my witches restricted in the future?

"Hmm...is there any problem?" Robben looked around. No one answered, the surroundings were quiet to death, only the sound of blood dripping slowly on the ground from the guillotine.

"Hmph, you don't have to be so bitter, in the future...you will be happy that I did this."

Robben took the soldiers back to the City Lord's Mansion, and the residents gradually dispersed. Lal and Camuut took the witches back to the Witch Academy with strange faces, and no one said anything along the way.

When he arrived in the office in the academy, Camuute finally couldn't help it: "Lal, your lord, let’s not talk about the troubles that will be caused by cutting down the soul control master today. Regarding the new laws to be promulgated, what will happen? what?"

Lal sat down on the chair ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ eyes straightened: "If you are crazy, what does Robben want to do? Do you want to turn this place upside down? What do those words mean today? ?"

Camut knew immediately that he had asked for nothing...

"Although... I didn't hear it too clearly, but... Your lord's meaning seems to be beneficial to us. At least he does not agree to abuse other witches." Camute guessed carefully.

"For our witch, is there really any benefit we can get?" Lal looked at the sky with a wry smile on his face.

When Robben went back to the mansion, Robben immediately left Nalan and went into the study, quickly wrote a letter, handed it to the messenger, and said: "Send to the magic palace immediately and hand it in person To King Arthur"

"Yes"

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