A baby dragon has built a nest outside the Novice Village

Chapter 17 Privileges
"Sir, there's some bad news."

In the bright study, a shadow flowed on the carpet. Then, the shadow stood up, and after swaying twice like water waves, it condensed into a hooded warlock.

"explain."

The man behind the desk, whom the warlock called Sir, replied calmly, his eyes still fixed on the document in his hand.

The letterhead of the document reads "A letter of protest from the Business Association against the atrocities of the City Guards"

The document was freshly prepared and the man could clearly smell the ink on it.

"We only found Salir's body. According to the survivors at the surrounding sentry posts, they saw a dragon appear nearby."

The man frowned, put down the documents in his hand and looked at the warlock.

The warlock hadn't finished yet.

"The soul candles stored by Kakalaier and Lime were extinguished. They were carrying out the task of clearing out the ogres and sending the bodies to the Great Cemetery."

This undead ogre army occupies an important position in future plans.

The warlock concluded his report.

"I've sent people to look for them, but I don't think they're still alive."

The man nodded, motioning for the warlock to continue.

"In other words, a level 7 necromancer, an level 8 evocation mage, and an level 8 warrior were all gone in one night?"

These are three powerful men who have a certain reputation within the kingdom.

"What other information?"

"Saliel's body has been sent to the Great Cemetery. The evaluation results are not very good. It can only be transformed into a third-level undead creature. As for the bodies of the other two, we are still looking for them."

"Not a single one was left alive?"

"There is no chance of capturing them alive. They are resisting fiercely."

"Where's the body?"

The warlock nodded.

The levels used by monsters are not the same as those used by humans. A level three monster requires about four level three adventurers to defeat. About 40% of the combat power was recovered from Salir's corpse.

According to the original plan, the corpses of these ogres would be transformed into undead creatures in the cemetery. After no longer fearing pain and death, these creatures would be even stronger than when they were alive.

The man picked up another document beside him, which contained a report on the city guard's actions last night.

"They were all decoys, intended to cover the escape of one of their accomplices."

The man sighed. His plans had encountered more accidents in the past two days than in the previous year.
"What was the result of the interrogation?"

The middle-aged man leaned back in his chair. Since the loss had already occurred, there was no need to dwell on it. The important thing was to recycle any recyclable resources to the maximum extent possible and recover as much loss as possible.

The man demanded.

For those who are well versed in necromancy, death is not enough to completely shut a person up.

"If it's level three, it's acceptable."

The warlock shrugged.

"When they died, their brains burned up, which would destroy most of the information stored in their brains. We don't have a necromancer strong enough to interrogate directly through the soul."

The man frowned. In this kingdom, only a small number of people would experience this condition after dying in battle.

"The Raven Guard of the Shadow Crow Mercenary Group?"

The warlock nodded.

"They do have Raven Guard tattoos on them."

Raven Guards were the core force of the Shadow Crow Mercenary Group. In a mercenary group with more than 3,000 members, the number of Raven Guards was less than 100. They took orders directly from the head of the mercenary group.

Usually, these orders are related to the royal family.

"At least it means these people have nothing to do with that useless king."

The man seemed to remember something funny and a smile appeared on his face.

“No matter which prince’s men they are, we cannot let them disrupt our plan. We must block the borders of the territory and use the excuse of searching for the necromancer who has been causing chaos in the territory recently to catch them.” The warlock bowed slightly, and an ink-like shadow appeared under his feet, and then the warlock sank into the shadow.

"Wait a moment."

The man picked up the document on the table and threw it at the shadow that had not yet dissipated.

The warlock's hand reached out from the shadows and took the document.

"Among these protesting merchants, see how many of them have close ties with Shadow Crow."

The document and the hand disappeared into the shadows, and the man was the only one left in the study.

He picked up the cup, took a sip of the coffee, and picked up the next document.

It is not an easy task to keep the city running. He has to spend two or three hours every day just to deal with these documents.

"Living people are troublesome, dead people are easier to manage."

The man rubbed his temple and flipped open the document in front of him.

At the border control station of the territory, Reinhardt and Lania were slowly moving forward in the crowd.

He wanted to use the same trick he used before, and sneak out like he did at the sentry post.

There were many more people leaving the country than he had imagined, and most of them were in rags. Reinhardt talked to several people around him while waiting in line. Many of them had become refugees because their villages were destroyed by the attacks of the Undead. Many others felt that this area was no longer safe, and were preparing to go to surrounding areas with their families to seek refuge with relatives.

"next."

I don't know how long it was before it was finally Reinhardt's turn.

"Certificate."

Reinhardt took out the certificate from his backpack and was about to hand it to the border guard in front of him.

But suddenly, the crowd became agitated and a small group of cavalry rushed over here.

“Close the borders, close the borders.”

The cavalry did not slow down, and the crowd pushed and shoved to get out of the cavalry's path.

Reinhardt frowned, he saw many people being pushed down and trampled in the commotion. The cavalrymen didn't even look at the ordinary people, they just rushed all the way to the checkpoint.

The cavalry captain dismounted and the crowd dispersed in front of him. From his expression, it seemed that he enjoyed the scene.

"Ok?"

But two people in front stood still and did not make way for the cavalry captain.

That's Reinhardt and Lania.

"What are you doing? Get out of the way."

The cavalry captain reached out to push away Reinhardt who was blocking his way.

Reinhardt didn't move.

This angered the cavalry captain. As the second son of a small landowner, he had been arrogant all his life. He was so angry that the civilians in front of him dared to treat him like this. In a moment of impulse, he drew his sword and slashed at Reinhard in front of him.

"If you obstruct military affairs, you can be executed directly according to the laws of the kingdom."

Before swinging his sword, he did not forget to find a plausible excuse for himself.

Then the next moment, the world in his eyes began to spin. The next moment, he was pinned to the ground by Reinhardt.

"My lord, my lord, don't be angry."

The soldier who had just seen Reinhardt's certificate hurried forward and persuaded Reinhardt, while whispering to the cavalry captain what he saw on Reinhardt's certificate.

"What are you thinking? He is a level 4 warrior. It's good enough that he doesn't cause trouble for you. How dare you make a move first?"

The cavalry captain who was pinned to the ground was filled with regret.

Although the laws of each kingdom may vary slightly, there is one thing in common: powerful adventurers will enjoy special privileges.

A fourth-level warrior can already solve the survival crisis for rural villages and towns, and their status is no lower than that of a small landlord.

In a situation like this where he took the initiative to provoke, even if Reinhardt killed him, the most likely thing he would do would be to pay some money.

(End of this chapter)