When you sent someone to assassinate me, you didn't expect that today would be today. I touched the staff on my back, and finally tried to make myself look more elegant and unbuttoned the ribbon wrapped in the golden parchment. "Let's: The Mist Merchant had the following serious crimes during the war; and during the battle, I passed messages to the enemy country... A series of crimes were read out loudly by Shaoko, and the owner of the Mist Merchant, who looked a little old, just listened quietly, with his hands trembling gently.

He was very unwilling to accept that his family had dozens of nobles, but he was still easily eliminated in front of the army. All of this made him feel unwilling to accept that. ‘If someone had developed in the army back then, this might not have happened!’ The merchant thought a little sadly. But he also knew that the descendants of these merchants needed to completely leave the family ten generations before they were qualified to join the army, otherwise no matter how hard they tried, they would not be able to join the army.

He didn't listen to any of the sins, but he just heard Shaoko's last recitation: "The Emperor's Order: The men of the Mist Merchant act as a force, and the women are dominated by the Blizzard Legion."

After Shaoke finished his study, he put away the golden paper scroll and then put it in his arms. "I think you don't need to resist now!" As he said that, he suddenly released his mental power, and these powerful mental powers were scanning the people in front of him. Seven or eight seventh-level professions, all of which were the top power of the Mist Merchant Group, while the mage did not take the rest of the professions seriously.

"I don't remember sending someone to assassinate you." The old businessman tidied up his robe. He was a seventh-level warrior, but what resistance could he do in this situation? He felt that there were definitely other high-level professionals guarding around to prevent them, such high-level professionals, from resisting or escaping. Then he stopped the family members who had rioted behind him and severely rebuked them for not having the image they deserved.

"Maybe it was instructed by others in your family." Shaoke sighed softly. "Are you ready now?" He said, staring at the other members of the Misty Merchant Group family, "I don't want anyone to resist in the next thing." As he said, Shaokechao moved one step behind, and then dozens of bloody knights came out of the team and jumped off the horse to those who had fighting spirit or magic power.

The steel armored gloves hit the old merchant group owner heavily, and then a faint white fighting spirit spread out from the merchant. The monk, the merchant group owner, did not say anything about all this, but just endured the pain and asked others not to resist. After all, only by living can we continue the bloodline of the family.

The fighting spirits of the soldiers and other home buyers were flew out by these bloody cavalrymen. Hundreds of people slowly exuded the fighting energy. All of this looked so beautiful from a distance. Countless spots of light were dancing in the air, and finally slowly disappeared.

Some female professionals also flew out their fighting spirit. Shaoke released his mental power to detect the situation here. If there is any accident, he would order the mages to launch a series of attacks.

Under the order of the owner of the famous merchant group, no one howled or prayed in pain, but gritted his teeth and endured the pain of the dissipation of the fighting spirit. Just as the bloody cavalry were abolishing their fighting spirit, a figure at the end suddenly flew up, and the thick fighting spirit wrapped him and flew quickly out of the city.

"Come back." The owner of the merchant group shouted loudly. After losing the fighting spirit, the other party could not hear his voice at all. And when facing the situation where he finally obtained the power of the earth was about to pass away, no high-level professional could tolerate it. The eighth-level warrior exuded the fighting spirit fluctuations of the other party. Shaoke vaguely identified the other party's identity. Just as he was about to let others attack, a silver light suddenly appeared in front of the escapee. It was earth and appeared there out of thin air.

The arrow penetrated the opponent's fighting spirit and hit him down.

A huge net formed by countless magical characters quickly floated over from a distance. Then it was tightly wrapped around the eighth-level profession who escaped. The magical characters burned, making the eighth-level profession who burst out of fighting spirit and resisted in any form.

Seeing this situation, Shaoke was a little surprised. Then he realized that it was his own high-level profession. After all, they would not let Shaoke and the top six-level professions carry out such a home search mission. After all, the other party is a family that has existed for tens of thousands of years. The senior management would think that the other party has some high-level professions.

Everything is over. Men, including those servants, were taken away by the bloody cavalry. According to the rules, the women in the Blizzard Mage Group, regardless of grade or size, were taken away. Of course, some women chose to commit suicide. But then they were stopped by a middle-aged woman who seemed very elegant. She still hoped to go through these women in the future.

Obtain some bloody potential.

As for the property in this manor, it is not something that Shaoko and the others can accept. Instead, it is accepted by some specialized troops. As for the industries of the Mist Merchant Group in various places, they will also be fully accepted by them. These things will be allocated to some senior officials and royal families who participated in this operation, after all, they are the real people who contributed to this operation.

"You should ask, who in the fog merchant group sent someone to assassinate you.

"Master Iser participated in the operation with some helplessness and excitement. "We will never understand this way." After saying that, she sighed softly, and she was a little sad about the demise of a family. But then she abandoned the sadness. After all, the other party assassinated her, which already means that the other party is the enemy.

"I think there is no need for a vanishing family, no matter who instructs it." Shaoke stepped forward and took a few steps, grabbed a scepter inlaid with countless gems on the ground, and turned it slightly. "If the scepter of an earl, if their family lasts for ten thousand years, I think there will definitely be a marquis in their family." He raised the scepter and threw it out with force. The gorgeous scepter fell on the half-open wooden door, made a crisp sound, and then rolled on the ground for a few rounds, and then stopped there.

"Let's leave!" Master Yi'er looked at the death wizards who left quickly and suggested to Shaoke. At this time, the crowd gathered around him gradually dispersed. They didn't want to be stared at by the group of mages in front of them. After saying that, he looked at Shaoke and waited for the other party's decision. After Shaoke watched the mages sorted out these women, he nodded in agreement. However, before that, he handed the crystal ball in his arms to the sixth-level death wizard who had not left, but the other party refused.

"Save it, I think you may need it." As he said, the secret technique activated some of the rights to use on the crystal ball, and finally opened some of the above introductions. "Some of your needs, the Death Mage Group will help you. But I personally hope that the task you accept can be executed within a hundred years. If it delays for too long, they will reduce their help to you." After saying that, he nodded to Shaoke, and then went to the courtyard where Shaoke was originally located, where he would return to the death station. Staying outside for a long time made him feel a little uncomfortable with the sunlight. He even hates the reflection of some snow, which would make his eyes uncomfortable.

On the way back, the teachers looked better, and at least three months of waiting in the wild were not without gains. Their future destiny will be some legions or mages serving the Blizzard Legion. Of course, some women will become female slaves and be auctioned or given to others by the legion. All of this destiny depends on the appearance of these women.

In front of the castle where the Blizzard Legion was located, the Roman Mage in a golden robe stood quietly, and behind her was the Roland Mage in a white robe. After seeing Shaoko and his team back, the Roman Mage discovered Shaoko at a glance. After all, he was so special in the mage group. Even after he changed the robe and staff, the female mage Roman could probably recognize it at a glance. The cold aura made many people who were a little familiar with him quickly recognize him without the obstruction of magic. Moreover, the inadvertent pride that was revealed more than other mages made him look so unique.

"Snow." The female mage Roman quickly greeted Shaoko and grabbed his arm tightly. "If you don't come back, I'll go out to find you." As he said that, he looked at the other mages around him shyly, then turned his head to avoid his embarrassment. Of course, the familiar mages still expressed kind smiles and teasings for her behavior.

"I'm back." Looking at the flushed face of Master Roman's excitement, Shaoke finally said this. "Everything has been solved, and no one will assassinate you anymore." After saying that, he rubbed the female mage's head with some pain. This behavior almost made Master Roman almost lower his head to dodge, but fortunately, Master Iser, who was beside him, saved her.

"I'll go back and rest for a while! I haven't had a medicine bath for a long time." After saying that, he touched his smooth face and said worriedly. "If this continues, I'm worried that wrinkles will appear!" As he said that, he pulled away the female mage Roman to return to the castle. At this time, the mages who performed this mission together had already started to return to the castle to deal with these women under the leadership of some officers.
Chapter completed!