God seal

It's been a rough day for the residents of Rock City.

At first, they waited happily for the auction, so that they could get some benefits from the teeth of those dignitaries to fill their wallets.However, not only did the auction come to an abrupt end, but the venue was completely destroyed.That is the landmark building of Rock City, the God of Wealth they are proud of!

The auction participants who survived were also heartbroken. Not only did they get nothing this time, some sellers may have lost their entire net worth.After the demon lord was dismissed, these people gathered in front of the ruins of the auction venue.

"What the hell is going on?"

The merchants gathered before the castellan to complain.

"All my merchandise is gone! I saw them being taken away with my own eyes!"

"The auction was attacked and we lost the goods. Are you responsible for this?"

Before the Lord of Locke City, who escaped from death, had time to rejoice, he was already in trouble.It's not that no one saw the scene of Searle's battle with the demon lord, but people are always bullying, and no one wants to make trouble for themselves.

Standing on the top of the ruins, Searle couldn't help frowning when he saw those people gathering again like locusts.The demon lord had just been beaten back into the abyss by him, and the aura of demons still remained here. It would not be good for people to stay here.

"They won't listen to us." Monte walked to him, "For this group of people, as long as they can get benefits, it doesn't matter if they stay in the gas chamber for a whole day."

"Treasure!"

"father!"

The half-elf looked at Searle, his emerald green eyes flashed mockingly.

"This is human beings."

"Daughter, you have grown taller!"

"Dad, you have grown taller too."

"It's not human," Searle said. "It's just a part of humanity. There are good and bad, and there are good and bad. We can never judge an entire race by the small group of people we see in front of us."

"Then do you think the people in Rock City are good or bad?" Now that he had been discovered, Bossian simply walked up to him.The mage's black eyes looked intently at the elf.

"Not to mention these nobles and merchants, even ordinary residents in the city rely heavily on the slave trade for their livelihood. They trample on the freedom and lives of the half-bloods. Should this be considered a villain?"

"If I was born in a country where killing is legal and I kill someone, am I considered a villain?" Ser asked back.

Bethian said: "So you are speaking for the people of Rock City."

"No, what I'm saying is that the distorted order of this city has paralyzed the value of its residents. Sooner or later, they will call for their own destruction. And you, Bothian, did you take Tracy away?"

Bethian blinked.

"I thought it wasn't a problem."

Searle said angrily: "It was you who warned me to stay away from these troubles when I first came to Locke City! You were also the one who helped the city lord! Now you have rescued Teresa, what are you thinking?"

"People always have times when they can't help themselves."

Estes sneered from the side: "Yeah, so you can't help us save people. And—"

"Trey Hugh! You can speak a complete sentence, Dad is so touched."

"Can the father and daughter over there be quiet for a while?" The elf crown prince couldn't bear it and said to the father and daughter, "If you want to recognize each other, can you go to the side by yourself?"

The female elf attendant couldn't bear to look straight at her and covered her mouth and sighed softly: "My God, His Royal Highness Estes is becoming more and more rude."

"You know." Alwitt jumped over lightly from the side, "I feel that since I came out to find Salanduil, he has become strange. However, he has become more alive." He smiled, "Compared to the tree sea That elegant but cold crown prince, I would rather see him now."

"I'm sorry." The bard interjected, "I'm afraid I want to interrupt your happy conversation, there is trouble over there."

Searle looked in the direction he pointed, and saw that the Lord of Rock City was leading a group of people towards them.

"Excuse me." At such a time, the city lord did not forget to maintain this etiquette, "May I ask who you are?"

"You can call me Saran'dir."

"Another Sarandir..." the city lord muttered in a low voice, "Well, regardless of your identity, but for the current situation, shouldn't you give us an explanation?"

"Explanation?" Searle repeated his words, "What explanation do you want?"

"We saw your companions take away the goods with our own eyes! You also destroyed the venue and made our transaction come to nothing."

One person takes the lead, and all the rest become active.

"We need compensation!"

"This kind of behavior is theft and is illegal. According to the law, it belongs to our legal property."

Searle could not help but let out a sneer from the bottom of his throat when he heard these people keep saying that mixed races were commodities, and shrewdly used the laws of Rock City to protect their rights.

"Laws? Who made the laws?"

The city lord was about to speak, but Searle had already interrupted him.

"When the devil wreaked havoc here just now, why didn't anyone come forward to him and clamor for the law?"

"That's different." Someone couldn't help but argue, "That's a demon that can't communicate, and we won't seek our own death."

Searle smiled at him.

"But you are looking for your own death now."

Before the others understood this sentence, the black-robed mage behind him couldn't help but chuckle.Searle ignored Bethien's laughter.

"You are afraid of the devil, so you don't try to use the so-called laws to regulate him, because he is far stronger than you. Then why do you think that I, who defeated the devil, will obey your regulations?"

There was a sneer in the elf's silver eyes.

"Aren't I, logically, something scarier than the devil?"

The crowd seemed to realize this, Qiqi took a step back and looked at the elf in disbelief.

The city lord stammered: "Of course you are not so unreasonable..."

"I am." Searle said impatiently, "According to your views on demons, the weak obey the strong. Since no one in Rock City can defeat me, then the laws of Rock City must obey my laws. I declare that this No merchandise is lost in the auction, only the freed."

Monte couldn't help whistling: "It's so cool! You are the best, Searle."

"Thank you." Searle raised the corner of his mouth at him, and then looked at the people around him, "Or is someone going to challenge me?"

Of course no one will come forward, the guy who can defeat the devil is not something ordinary people can deal with.

Searle was pleased with this.

"Then, my law takes effect here. From now on, no slave trade is allowed in Rock City!"

Brian and his daughter, Monte, Ronnie, the bard, and other companions present who rescued the mixed-race all cheered involuntarily.Bossian found that at this moment, Searle's eyebrows had regained the brilliance of the past.

"You are powerful..." the city lord said angrily, "How can you be called a legendary hero like this."

"I know I can't control you." Searle jumped down from the ruins, "Just remember, Your Excellency the City Lord. When you want to use any 'legal' means to carry out your slave trade, don't forget Saul Randyll and his companions have been watching you."

The elf turned sideways, and added softly to the aggrieved crowd.

"Eli is watching you too."

The Lord of Locke City couldn't help but shudder.

"You have done a great thing." Bothian followed closely behind him. "It won't be long before the whole continent will know that Sarandiel took away the most important trade channel of Rock City with his almost rogue behavior."

"Then I have to thank them for helping me promote it for free."

"The slave trade can never be prohibited."

Searle replied: "There are always people who take risks for profit, but at least there should be no place where the 'legal slave trade' should exist, nor should people think that this kind of behavior is legal."

"You have cut off the livelihood of the entire city. No one will thank you, but it will cause resentment from others..."

The elf finally looked at the mage impatiently, "What do you want to say?"

The black-robed mage smiled at the elf, sincere and selfless, which made his gloomy and pale face look much younger.

"I want to say, you're doing a great job."

It was the first time that Searle was praised so bluntly by Bossian, and half of them would not be able to recover.He looked at the mage vigilantly, and began to wonder if this guy had ulterior motives, otherwise his mouth would be so sweet?

Bossian smiled and said inadvertently, "If some people can meet you in advance, it might change their life."

Searle stopped in his tracks.

"Who are you referring to?"

"The mixed blood in this city, the residents of White Rose City, and Therese, they are all people whose fate has been changed by you." Bossian looked at him gently with his black eyes, "You are like a A true savior, Searle."

Then the elf suddenly wanted to ask him, what about you?He ended up not speaking, and never got another chance.