Xia Moge looked at Jianjian expressionlessly. She should have put the thin cane through his right hand and then through his left hand and burned them into a skewer, but she didn't.
The Druid of Fire was thinking.
"I will monitor you. All the quarry workers will also monitor you. If I see your violence again in the next village, I will turn you into oil residue."
She pulled out her cane and dropped it on the ground.
Jianjian was not surprised at all by Xia Moge's decision, and skillfully pulled off a cuff and tied it on his right hand.
"Of course. Beautiful lady. Thank you for your magnanimity - this is what I imagine a lady of noble birth, profound knowledge, willingness to act courageously, and compassion regardless of race would do. Behavior."
Jianjian wrapped the cloth strip around the back of his hand while unabashedly gasping in pain - this made his face look both weird and ferocious. “We will also report to our superiors and apply for compensation for you.
Maybe report to the king...let him know that the Land of Moonfall is still following the traditional rules, and the ancient druids still play a decisive role here with a new look..."
He smiled contortedly. "I think he will be very happy. Right, Sir Salter?"
"Yes. Yes. That's right."
Shisolte was about to walk out with a weak expression on his face,&nbp;&nbp;he continued perfunctorily.
Xia Mo Ge did not stop them from leaving - this was soon discovered by the others.
"Lady Flame, are you going to let them run away?" a childish voice shouted.
It's that little boy.
The little boy still failed to take the Moon Druid away - but he managed to drag him and the bald hybrid to the wall, leaning against a pile of soft straw - with his shirt underneath them.
"Walker." Xia Moge said softly.
"He can't leave."
Walker pointed straight at Stewart, then pointed at the tip, ran forward in two steps, and raised his head. "They killed Dagomon."
"This little... kid." Stewart took a breath.
"I have already said that this was an accident. We had a dispute during the enforcement process."
Jianjian responded, but did not turn to Walker, but continued to explain to Xia Moge
"And I think it's obvious now that they were hiding something about the family. And they haven't told the truth until now."
"Fart. You stabbed the bald kid in the stomach. Now he's dead in the mud. You're a bastard and a murderer."
This sentence came from Ayalwota, who had not spoken for a long time.
He coughed again, and the effect of the Nirvana potion seemed to be slowly fading away - it was originally a first-aid potion, and he should have received further treatment.
Xia Moge glanced at Ayalwota, and a trace of slight contempt for his colleagues who were not doing their jobs flashed in his eyes.
"Dagomont returned to the circle of life."
She corrected, "Don't use vulgar language to cover up your helplessness. He will pass on his flame. The premise is that we have to accept this fact. Ayalwota, as a druid I want to remind..."
"I really want to die right now, and I don't want to hear what you say." Ayalwota showed no sign of weakness, twisting his head to the side as much as he could at present, "Kid,&nbp;&nbp; so I just said wait until my light goes out..."
"You are not allowed to leave!"
Walker yelled.
The one-sided conversation stopped at him, so all eyes were on him.
The boy stopped in front of Jianjian, and he didn't know when a knife appeared in his hand. He stared hard at the hybrid thug - that look could only be described as hard - far from true ferocity, less emotional than angry and more focused.
"Yo." Jianjian said casually, "Yo."
"Walker, come back." Xia Moge called.
Shisolte thought he had disappeared without anyone noticing—Nese followed him.
"You killed Dagumont. I saw that you inflicted his wounds. You must not just leave like this."
Walker opened his arms as wide as possible, blocking Jianjian's way out - his posture should be full of loopholes in any eyes, let alone a hybrid thug with excellent physical skills.
"My little friend, I have explained it nicely. This was a misunderstanding and an accident. The beautiful Ms. Tulip has already planned to let me go. Do you still want to kill me?"
Jianjian did not break through any of the loopholes and leave. Instead, he stood calmly on the spot, with his hands behind his back and looking at him.
"Walker. Let him be. I already know about this. It will do us no good to have a conflict with King Pochi's public servants. I will supervise their next activities. They will not go too far."
Xia Moge walked up to the boy and put her hand on his shoulder. "I still need to treat that stubborn guy..."
"I don't have to."
Ayarvota interrupted her with a bruised face, "I'm very fine. Do you want me to dance for you? As long as I can return to the temple, I will recover in no time. My butt is more powerful than yours."
"What are you still doing here? Hurry up and follow your population officer." Xia Moge turned to Jianjian and said coldly, intending to solve the problem from the source. "No one has room for you here."
"Thank you for your understanding. Gentle lady."
Jianjian pushed the boy's arm away like a scarecrow and started to move. The boy turned around, broke away from Xia Moge's hand, and stabbed the mixed-race thug in the chest with his knife.
Jianjian stepped back to avoid it. Walker swung the knife again—this time directly at the throat.
"Yo."
Jianjian dodged again and looked at Walker, who was holding a knife in both hands, and his eyes narrowed again. "Kid, you really want to kill me. I can feel it."
"I want to avenge Dagomon." Walker said - his legs were slightly bent and his hands were holding the handle of the knife tightly. This was the most effective attack posture he knew.
"Good... child!" Ayalwota praised inarticulately. Yicha took a look at him - the Druid of Flame was just like his stereotype, but this weak Moon Druid was full of style.
"Why are you still hanging around here?"
Xia Moge frowned and looked at Jianjian.
"Of course I've discovered something that makes me deeply nostalgic." Jianjian smiled sinisterly. "If anyone wants to challenge me, of course I will accept it."
"You want to do something to the child?"
"That depends on what he thinks." Jianjian said.
"I want to challenge him." Walker said, "Lady Flame. Thank you for your help."
"Okay! I accept the challenge." Jianjian said.
"I don't allow such despicable behavior." Xia Moge said coldly.
"I allow it!" cried Ayalvota. "Kid. Get my weapon."
He struggled to reach for the old broom. Ke Qier hooked his hand. The old broom flew into the boy's hand.
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