this mage is dangerous

As Bone expected, Powell led a team of city guards to the Chamber of Commerce headquarters at noon the next day.

Although Powell tried his best to cover it up, the scars on his face and the awkward way he walked still showed that he had suffered a lot of skin trauma.

"Mr. Powell, what are you doing?"

Lehman looked concerned, completely different from his disdainful attitude yesterday.

"No, it's okay, um... I was so excited yesterday that I drank two drinks and fell down."

Powell touched the wound on his face and spoke stumblingly, but the trace of discomfort in his eyes was still noticed by Lehman.

"Mr. Powell, you can try our new product."

As he spoke, Lehman took out a glass bottle of red potion from his arms.

"Huh? This is it?"

"This is called red potion!"

Lehman explained, "Of course it was named after our boss. We can try it and the effect will be good."

Lehman was unable to complain about his boss's peculiar naming method.

Powell was a little surprised, but he still opened the bottle cap and drank it. Well, the taste was not bad, and it was somewhat familiar to the holy water he had drunk before.

"Huh?"

Soon he felt a warm current flowing from his stomach to his limbs. He felt so comfortable wherever he passed, and the wounds he suffered began to heal slowly.

Powell felt all over his body and found that it was healed. The injuries he suffered yesterday were all healed.

"It seems to be working well."

Lehman smiled slightly.

"That was holy water just now?"

Powell immediately realized that only the holy water made by high-ranking priests could have such effects. Of course, the price was not low, especially now that the price was so high that Powell was not willing to drink it.

"It's a red potion, and of course there are some holy water ingredients in it."

Lehman explained patiently.

Powell opened his mouth and refrained from asking further questions. Being in his current position, he knew very well what to ask and what not to ask.

Lehman then took a few more bottles and gave them to Powell, "This is a new product from Lehman Chamber of Commerce. Customers can enjoy free new product experience activities."

Powell's eyes lit up, and the trace of unhappiness in his heart completely disappeared. Although he got a beating, it was worth it!

The subsequent process was much simpler, and the two signed the contract during a pleasant exchange.

At this time, a rare sky-blue falcon flew up from a distance, and Lehman looked at it as if he was feeling something.

After the two signed the contract, Powell began to direct the personnel to move down the box containing the gold coins, and paid all the money on the spot.

Lehman held the contract and watched the city guards leave with a smile, and then his expression slowly became calmer.

…

In the North District of Sevington, in a noble meeting room.

The door was opened from the outside, and a guard walked in quickly, bowed his head and said a few words to an old man.

The old man nodded and waved the guard to leave.

The door was closed tightly again, and the old man said, "The prey has entered the net."

"Then start closing Internet cafes..."

Another voice replied, and you could vaguely see many people sitting on other seats. The rings, collars and armbands all had different patterns and emblems.

clang!

clang!

…

The bells of Giles College echoed throughout Severington. Except for the opening period of each year, the bells of Giles College ringing at other times represent different meanings.

And this time is not the time for Gilles College to start school.

At this time, everyone put down their work and counted the bells quietly in their hearts.

Twelve times!

The last time twelve bells were sounded was more than a hundred years ago, which meant that the entire Severington would be under martial law.

Sevington has entered a full-scale war stage!

People on the street quickly returned home, closed their doors and pulled down their windows and doors. Street vendors, even gangsters and gangsters, quickly found a place to hide. The formerly noisy neighborhood became empty in a short period of time.

No one.

"Is this their plan? It's too ugly to look at."

Standing at the highest point of the alchemy workshop, Bone narrowed his eyes and said calmly.

"Using military control to temporarily requisition various facilities in the city, who thought of this trick? It's quite insidious."

Hussein glanced at Boyne, feeling a little gloating about his misfortune.

The old elf man didn't speak, he just sighed silently and shook his head gently.

From this place, you can clearly see that there are many guards and cavalry within two or three kilometers of the alchemy workshop, rushing towards the Lehman Chamber of Commerce headquarters, and there are also many spellcasters taking off to maintain order.

After the bells stopped ringing, a middle-aged spellcaster descended from the sky and landed in front of Rayman.

High level spell caster?

Rayman's pupils shrank, and the powerful aura and coercion allowed him to immediately judge the level of the spellcaster in front of him.

"You are the president of Lehman Chamber of Commerce, right?!"

The caster was a middle-aged man. The man's words were questioning, but his tone was affirmative. It could be judged that he was familiar with Lehman.

"You are?"

Lehman was sure that he did not recognize the person in front of him.

"Gallup, my name is Gallup Kieran. I am responsible for coordinating and directing the mage's combat operations."

Gallup said calmly.

Kieran? Seven nobles of Nether?

Lehman's expression changed, he took a deep breath and bowed slightly: "Mr. Gallup, is there anything I can help you with?"

"No need to help me, just call your people out. This place is taken over by us."

Gallup had no expression on his face, then took out the scroll and pushed it in front of Lehman, "According to wartime combat regulations, we will temporarily requisition all the equipment and supplies of your chamber of commerce. From now on, everything here will be temporarily managed by us."

"Okay, I'll give you five rounds of casting time to notify your people. If there are still people after five rounds, we will arrest or execute them on the spot according to wartime laws for obstructing operations!"

Gallup grinned, felt a chill in his heart when he saw Lehman, and then passed Lehman and walked straight in.

"Wait!"

Lehman shouted.

"oh?"

Gallup paused, turned to look at Lehman, and the high-level life pressure exploded instantly.

Lehman only felt that he was being targeted by a terrifying creature.

So strong!

Lehman swallowed hard.

"As a legal citizen of Nether, we should cooperate with the implementation of wartime regulations, but can you please issue us a requisition certificate, so that even if there are losses after the war, we can get some compensation."

"Requisition certificate?"

Gallup's eyes narrowed slightly and he said sarcastically, "We are fighting at the front, who do you think we are protecting? You have to pay compensation for requisitioning the site?"

"Requisition Certificate" was a temporary law added during the Battle of Severington more than a hundred years ago. It was because many people used public weapons for private use at that time, which had a bad impact.

"According to the Wartime Requisition Control Regulations, Article 48, Paragraph 2, military requisition is a paid requisition!"

Lehman shouted loudly, and as more and more guards gathered around him, many people also looked towards this place.