I don’t know when the year and month of the Dafeili, but I left, with the blessings of countless soldiers and the wishes of Samofir soldiers, I left, waved my hand, and only took away dozens of magic books and the little brothers of Thousands of People. However, before that, I still used a high-level magic, but group attack, dear, that power is really great.

Red clouds stretch in the sky, and the fiery red fire clouds reflect the entire sky. Meteorites fall from the sky. The whole scene is a replica of the doomsday. I release this magic and have a loud name, that is, the meteor fire rain. In fact, this magic is not often used. After all, no one is so stupid that you can wait for you to release the magic and not run away. Moreover, this magic is released very slowly. Although it is powerful, when you see meteorites in the sky, who will be so stupid that you won’t run away? Therefore, this magic is used with the enemy after the city is broken.

But I was not giving a funeral to Rock City. I just put a magic behind the enemy when the opponent was sieging the city. Although this magic is not very good, it cannot resist its casting requirements. Its power is comparable to level 8 magic. It can be used by only level 6 mages, and the casting distance is quite far, so it is very popular among war mages in the military. Since I am leaving, at least I have to leave a souvenir for the opponent. The other leader will definitely like my gift. Oh, yes, he will definitely bless me, although I can't hear it.

I took the high-end carriage equipped by the military headquarters, and surrounded by thousands of my personal guards and hundreds of slaves. I secretly took dozens of high-end magic books. Although the people I took away were ordinary people,...............

I shook the magic scroll sleeve in my hand, which was printed with the magic language of "Sword of Sage", but I could practice it as Sword of Sage. A sinister smile flashed across my face. This is a good thing that can extend my life.

This Sage Stone is explicitly prohibited by various empires. After all, it only takes the lives of thousands of people a little bit. There is no fool in the ruler. If anyone uses the Sage Stone to make it, then he will still be a ruler.

But there are always people who have these things, such as the eldest son of the Military Medical Pastor Camp. Although he is a priest, he never believes in the God of Light, and has an affair with multiple mage organizations. He is very optimistic about my potential, so he taught me how to make the Sage Stone. Isn’t this world just used and used? I just grasped the rolled sleeves made of the Sage Stone. This is my life-saving medicine to survive. Although I have to pay the names of thousands of people, does it have anything to do with me?

It doesn’t matter if you say verbally, how many gold coins are needed for each slave market. How much does it cost for slaves of tens of thousands of people? How many gold coins are needed to extend their lifespan?

Thinking of this, my face twitched a few times. Without money, there would be no slaves, without slaves, there would be no Stone of the Sage, and without Sage, there would be no life. I seem to be trapped in a vicious cycle. But is it related? I am a mage. As long as I do less experiments, make more magic props, and then will I get rich soon? The only thing I worry about is whether buying so many people will lead to the price increase of slaves.

The military headquarters was short of staff, and even fewer ordinary soldiers were sent, but a large number of slaves were sent. Although they were cannon fodder, they could not stand up to many people. I secretly intercepted a few every day. Anyway, I am the boss of the mage camp, and no one dared to say anything. I just accepted more than 200 slaves. Of course, of course, I would not choose these slaves that are trash and thin. If you want to choose them, you will be strong. Of course, those with potential are preferred.

As for the salary of other ordinary soldiers and personal guards, it is not too expensive. At worst, I can be a master of a high-level mage as an assistant. A genius who can kill a level 8 mage at level 6 is definitely something that many people want. At worst, I can also go to some big families as worshipers. Although it is not free, at least those families can provide medicines that will make me live. I don’t believe that big families will not have things to prolong their lifespan. If it is not necessary, I really don’t want to go. After all, I am a person who desires freedom.

Sitting in the carriage, following a team of thousands of people beside me, walking towards Silver Moon City in a mighty manner………………

Three days have passed, my back is sore all over my body, I'm a mage, I'm a mage, I'm not uncomfortable even if I ride in a carriage. But those ordinary soldiers and slaves are even worse. I've been riding in a carriage for 3 days, and they've walked for three days. "Carter, where is it? How long does it take to get to Silver Moon City?" "Master, this is your 281st time. We're still 18 days away, but it's Sacra City ahead. If you feel tired, we can rest," "Okay, then let's stop there. I'm not tired. I'm sorry for you and want you to rest, so I decided like this." (Are you arrogance? This is definitely arrogance)

When I arrived at Sacra City, the city guards immediately came up to collect the money. I looked at the city guards with contempt. I dared to collect my money. I wouldn't have to worry about my life. When I saw my eyes, the city guards were immediately shocked by murderous aura. In Rock City, I was not a fool. Killing so many people was enough to scare ordinary people. Although the other party was the city guards, I was not a vegetarian. Although the cost of entering the city was very small, only 10 silver coins, thousands of people were 100 shiny Duffy's big heads. Although I was a millionaire, I would never waste my money on these trivial matters.

Although the city guards are very powerful, they are limited to the limitations of magic props and can only exert their strength in the city. Therefore, most mages look down on these soldiers who rely on alchemy props. Obviously, these city guards have great eyesight and retreat immediately. I just evaded taxes and evaded taxes openly and took thousands of brothers to the city of Sacra. I directly found a restaurant. These days it has made me feel uncomfortable. None of the thousands of people can cook, and I can't do it either. Although I am an otaku, I am also a foodie. There is no way. The chefs in our team are only limited to cooking the rice. The meals of three days have made me tragedy. It's a big tragedy. None of the thousands of people can cook. What a tragedy. The probability is so low. Has my character been used up? It's also true that I have killed so many enemies. The character must be offset by each other.
Chapter completed!