A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 135 The Shadow of Mahabray

The mountain fortress was still brightly lit at night. Jiang Shuzhou stood on the city wall of the East District, overlooking the city.

The East District is the headquarters of the Mage Alliance, and it remains bustling with activity even in the middle of the night.

The players' enthusiasm was not diminished by the night; they accepted quests and organized teams in the quest lobby, or strolled around and spent money in the East District.

The local people served the players with utmost respect, providing them with significant emotional value.

They go out during the day to clean up pollution and save the world, and at night they stroll around the city, spend money, and enjoy the adoration of those around them.

No one would refuse something so enjoyable, especially when you can get paid for cleaning up pollution and saving the world.

The central area is the territory of the Empire, which is not as good as the territory of the Mage Alliance.

The nobles remained unchanged, indulging in sensual pleasures and extravagant lifestyles, consuming all kinds of resources at a rate unimaginable to ordinary people.

However, the common people here are doing alright; at least they can still eat. It's just that they might be punished by the nobles from time to time for various trivial matters.

But overall it's still pretty good, at least better than before.

Rosemary was, after all, a member of the royal family. Although she had been exiled to this wretched place, she was still a force to be reckoned with.

She possessed the power given to her by her father, power that was sufficient to suppress the local nobles.

Moreover, isn't this also an opportunity?

If Rosemary handles this crisis well, she will gain considerable prestige, though perhaps not enough to allow her to seize the throne.

However, things will be better after the new emperor ascends the throne, since Rosemary has no right to compete for the throne, as long as the emperor is chosen.

Then she's safe; no one could possibly try to assassinate her.

That was a provocation against the new emperor; after all, they were blood relatives.

"Perhaps His Majesty sent her here to protect her."

Mahabrahm was sealed off by the Emperor through a covenant, prohibiting any mid-level or higher superhuman from entering. Wasn't this a form of protection?

No wonder she wasn't in a hurry.

When Jiang Shuzhou thought of this, he understood.

It was a pity for Joan of Arc; who could have imagined that two of the three allied forces were not in a hurry and were simply stalling?

The only one who was anxious was an outsider.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shuzhou looked towards the West District.

Well, it still tastes the same.

The city streets were brightly lit, yet deserted.

Only a few soldiers patrolled the area, and every now and then soldiers would break into people's homes and forcibly abduct innocent women.

The people of Shanbao are really unlucky to have run into this group of people.

Having silently memorized the information using projection magic, Jiang Shuzhou planned to find some time to give this data to Joan of Arc; it should keep her busy for a while.

Otherwise, if Joan of Arc stayed in the heavily polluted area, Jiang Shuzhou was afraid that she might just close the portal and destroy the cult.

So Jiang Shuzhou didn't get anything, did he?

"Your Majesty."

Chahala knelt on one knee, clearly indicating that something was wrong.

"Didn't I tell you you didn't need to do that?"

Looking at Chahara kneeling down, Jiang Shuzhou felt helpless.

"We don't follow that approach."

"Your Majesty, I..."

"From now on, call me your lord."

"Yes, my lord."

Jiang Shuzhou nodded in satisfaction. Not bad, at least they were obedient.

"Speak, what is it?"

"A mercenary has brought news about the Abyss Order."

We've heard news so quickly?

"Let's go to the lab. I want to meet this mercenary in person."

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It's still an isolation zone, and the eerie dolls are still there.

This time, however, 87 was not stopped and was invited into the laboratory.

"It wasn't easy. I've finally made it. I remember last time I couldn't even get inside."

"That's because you're bad at it!"

"Why can't you get in? Think more about your own problems!"

"I'm so damn stupid!"

"******"

The two men, each with a gun, started hurling insults at each other.

"Gentlemen, it's been a long time! How have you been?"

"director."

"..."

The talkative pistol has fallen silent. After all, it was its creator, and it's afraid that if it doesn't keep its mouth shut, something might happen. In this situation, it's better to say less.

It's its nature, after all, and it can't suppress it.

"I heard you found out about the Abyss Cult?"

At this moment, 87 was looking around.

Yes, it's clean, and there aren't any strange specimens. It looks like it was cleaned beforehand.

There were no suspicious objects covered by the white cloth on the lab table.

I was somewhat disappointed; it felt a bit out of character for this mad scientist in charge.

"My brother's asking you a question! Why the hell aren't you saying anything?!"

The talkative gun finally couldn't hold back anymore, "Look at NM!"

"say!"

"No, buddy, you..."

Just as 87 was about to retort, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to be in a daze after being questioned on someone else's turf.

"Sir, everything I've said is true!"

Did you say something?

"Do you have any information about the Abyss Order?"

Left with no other choice, Jiang Shuzhou repeated it again, while mentally lowering the reward for 87.

If you really want to see, why don't you become a test subject? I guarantee you'll get to see as much as you want.

"Yes, sir, yes."

Seemingly sensing Jiang Shuzhou's impatience, 87 quickly responded.

"Good. I'll use lie detector later. You'd better tell the truth, otherwise..."

"Don't worry, I will tell you the truth."

Immediately afterwards, 87 told Jiang Shuzhou about his discoveries, including his experiences in the heavily polluted area.

"That's right, you weren't lying."

The lie detector remained on 87's person until he finished speaking.

"Sign a contract to keep this a secret, and then you'll get paid."

87 had no objection to this, after all, who would turn down money?

Soon, the two parties signed a contract, and Jiang Shuzhou gave 87 a large sum of contribution points as promised.

"Seven, do your best, I believe in you."

With a casual promise, Jiang Shuzhou saw 87 off.

"Wow! The supervisor's big hands!"

Looking at the several extra zeros in his contribution points account, 87 felt a sense of satisfaction, and suddenly he had a bit of a urge to explore the contaminated area again.

"How about we go again?"

"BYD, what's your skill level anyway!?"

"You were lucky to get out this time. What if you didn't next time?"

"Sorry, I can be resurrected."

"I can't do it!"

"If you dare go to a heavily polluted area again, do you think I'll help you?"

"I'm going, but whatever you do, don't help me. Just let the demons inside kick me to death, and let's see if you can be resurrected!"

"I******"

But despite all the talk and commotion, 87 still didn't go.

Although the Talkative Pistol isn't the most pleasant-speaking device, it's not bad. It's nice for chatting and relieving boredom when you're bored.