The Witcher: Elemental Lords

A faint sense of danger from the back of the shop told him that things weren't simple here. As for the people in front, they were just there as a foil; the person in charge hadn't come out yet.

So he raised his head, glanced at the manager, and said in a calm tone, "Where are my people?"

The manager thought, 'You've finally spoken.'

He coldly snorted and said, "Naturally, they're being held in the back. Your people stole our things, shouldn't they be detained?"

Dorell showed a professional smile, "Since it's a matter of stealing, you should report it to the authorities. This Mysterious Street is under the jurisdiction of the Glorious Wizard Alliance. The first thing you should have done is notify the Glorious Wizard Alliance's Law Enforcement Team. I'm very confused, why haven't you reported it?"

Seeing Dorell's professional smile, the manager's heart skipped a beat. Report what? If we reported it, would we still be able to see you?

He forced a smile, "Reporting it is inappropriate. After all, they're your people. We've already reached an agreement and plan to settle this privately, so we found you, the master of these slaves."

Dorell's smile didn't change, "Since that's the case, then bring them out. Let's discuss the amount of compensation."

The manager shook his head, "No rush, no rush. Please, have a seat." He glanced to the side, looking at the young man, and said, "Go, get a chair for Wizard Dorell."

The smile on Dorell's face gradually disappeared. He slowly said, "No need. Bring my people out, and we can discuss the compensation. My people made a mistake, as their master, I should compensate first. That's only reasonable. Your evasive behavior makes me puzzled. Does that mean you have other intentions?"

Hearing this, the young man thought, 'Should I move, or shouldn't I?'

Hearing this, the manager's face darkened. He had been stalling Dorell here for five minutes. The adults should be here soon, right?

He thought for a moment, forced a smile, and said, "Nothing of the sort. I have no other intentions. Since Wizard Dorell made this request, then we'll grant it." He paused, then clapped his hands.

Dorell didn't care about his time-wasting actions, watching him like a clown, and slowly said, "I'm very curious, how did you capture a Level 6 warrior without causing any damage to this place? Let me guess, a wizard array? Or a powerful poison? Or a combat barrier?"

Hearing this, the manager was shocked. Did Dorell guess it?

Before he could speak, Dorell continued mockingly, "There are wizard arrays here, but they can't trap a Level 6 warrior. You probably have powerful poisons, but you wouldn't use them. If there are side effects, and you truly offend me, then it's not just one or two lives that can compensate. So, it must be a combat barrier. The smallest combat barrier would cost at least 100,000 gold coins. You're really willing to spend the money. If it's just to get me to come out, there's no need for so much trouble, right?"

The manager's face was extremely ugly. He glanced at the door, thinking, 'If the adults don't come soon, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up this act.' Facing a true Level 5 wizard, with two Level 6 wizard towers behind him, a small Level 5 warrior like him couldn't stand his ground.

"Wizard Dorell is joking," a voice came from behind. Gideon and Tawa were being escorted out.

Their hands each had a huge handcuff on them, and they walked out in a sorry state. Looking at them, there didn't seem to be any obvious injuries on their bodies.

The rings on their hands were gone, and some of the magical items on their bodies seemed to be gone as well. It was unknown whether they had been used or taken away.

Gideon and Tawa were escorted out in a sorry state, filled with anger. When they came out and saw Dorell, Tawa felt somewhat ashamed, while Gideon breathed a sigh of relief.

Their master had arrived.

He immediately shouted, "Master, run! They have a conspiracy!"

Hearing this shout, everyone in the hall's expression changed.

The person next to Gideon immediately elbowed him, angrily shouting, "Shut up! No one told you to speak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Dorell's face change. He suddenly waved his hand, and an irresistible force struck him. The whole person flew out like a cannonball, smashing into the display stand next to him. With a loud bang, the display stand shattered, debris flew everywhere, and the person was stuck on the wall.

Pain, excruciating pain! He twitched and struggled on the ground.

Everyone was shocked and stood up.

Especially the manager, who was even more shocked at this time. How dare he attack?

Gideon lowered his head in pain after being elbowed, but the next thing that happened made him feel very happy.

His master was indeed domineering.

Dorell coldly stared at the manager, "In front of me, you dare touch my people? Do you think I'm dead?"

Cold sweat immediately dripped down the manager's forehead.

At this time, Dorell raised his head and looked at the passage behind him. He felt a powerful aura slowly rising, seemingly surpassing his own, a power like a volcanic eruption awakening.

He then saw a middle-aged man slowly walking out from behind. He first glanced at the person smashed against the wall, then looked at Dorell, a sneer on his lips.

Seeing the person walk out, the manager's face immediately calmed down, and he vacated the main seat, standing to the side.

Dorell looked at this person, then at the clothes on his body, and raised an eyebrow, "This is someone from the Lant Family? It seems today the Lant Family is here to negotiate with me."

He looked at that person, just glanced at him, then looked at the manager, slowly opening his mouth, "How much money do you want for compensation? You can calculate it. I just took a look, your shop, the entire shop combined, is only worth about three million. It doesn't seem very valuable."

Two or three million, and it's not very valuable?

Everyone was sweating. This number had already exceeded the total amount of money that all of them could earn in their entire lives. In his eyes, it wasn't very valuable?

The manager didn't dare to answer.

The middle-aged man, with an aura like a volcanic eruption, looked at Dorell, a sneer on his face.

"Wizard Dorell has quite the temper. My people just punched your people, and you delivered a death blow. If we killed your people, would you kill all of us?"

Dorell turned his head, looking at the middle-aged man, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man slowly opened his mouth, "This shop belongs to our family. I'm responsible for security here."

"Tawa was subdued by you?"

The middle-aged man's aura was very strong, but not so strong that it surpassed Tawa's. Obviously, he wasn't the only one.

The middle-aged man's mouth twitched, "So what if it is, so what if it isn't?"

Dorell smiled faintly, "The Lant Family is truly full of talent, with the ability to easily subdue a Level 6 warrior. I admire that. Tell me, how much money for compensation? I can take my people away."

That person looked at Dorell, thinking, 'This guy is really fearless. He's so calm in my territory. He's really troublesome.'

"You've injured my people now, let's talk about how you'll compensate first?" He wasn't in a hurry.

Dorell casually threw out a bag, throwing it on the ground like trash, "Is 1,000 gold coins enough?"

The middle-aged man's mouth twitched. 1,000 gold coins, money that ordinary people might only be able to earn in their entire lives, was thrown out so casually.