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Chapter 728: Kill!

"Sir" Lar and Camut both grabbed Robben and knelt down. Lar said hurriedly: "Sir, we have enough of this soul control master. We have surpassed the bottom line. We must not kill him now."

"Sir, please think twice"

Robben looked at Lar and Camut in front of him and took a long breath: "I understand the concerns of you two. I don't understand the meaning of this guy's backing. To put it bluntly, he is the subordinate of Bige's Demon King. If we kill him just because he killed a few witches, we are deliberately showing Bige's Demon King's face, right?"

Lar immediately nodded: "Sir... I'm right."

"I understand. You guys get up first. I'm really not used to it. I don't like others kneeling for me. I feel that I'm old enough to be buried in the soil. Get up..."

Robben insisted on asking, and Lar and Camut stood up on the ground.

Lar stepped forward and begged again: "Sir, this soul control master is really not allowed to kill, otherwise it will cause chaos. If Bige is not satisfied, put a little pressure on Arthur. Moreover, this is wrong with us. I think Arthur will definitely punish us severely."

"Well... what you said seems to make sense, so what do you think?" Robben moved his eyebrows and asked Lar for his opinion.

Seeing Robben relaxed, a stone fell on the ground in his heart and said, "Sir, let's treat this soul-controlling master's injury slightly and drive him out. After all, we have suffered losses. Even if we pursue it, our responsibility is not great."

"That means... let him go?"

"yes"

"Okay," Robenzhang straightened his body, twisted his waist, "I asked someone to move him to Caishikou."

Lar was stunned. Why did this be a good thing? He wanted to move to a place where people were killed by dry vegetables?

"Sir, you..."

"Didn't you say you want to let him go? Then let's put it in, and the location is at Caishikou. Is there any problem?"

"Ah... Of course there is no, of course there is no." A god of relief appeared on Lar's face.

Robben sighed boredly: "Lal, it seems... you, the person in charge of the witch training camp, is not easy to do."

Lar couldn't help but be moved by Robben's rather emotional words, and a little sad face said: "Sir, this... is the fate of the witch, it's nothing."

Robben reached out and patted Lar on the shoulder: "Good words about the fate of the witch. Since that's the case, I won't say much. You... let others go."

"Yes" Lar turned around, and was about to give orders, but found that Robben's hand that had landed on his shoulder had not let go. He immediately understood and turned around and asked, "Sir, what else do you have to give?"

Robben smacked his lips and said, "I have been the city lord for a while. Actually, it's not interesting. I don't like those gold, silver and treasures. Fortunately, we are rich in witches..."

Lar's face was stunned: "Sir... I don't understand what sir."

Robben simply said: "I mean, I am the only one witch next to me now, but she is not yet an adult, so I plan to pick a few witches to send to the city lord's mansion. Is it okay?"

Lar couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and Camuette on the side was also stunned. He never expected that Robben would make such a request. It has been almost a year since he was here, and he had never seen any witches. He did not expect that he would ask for it without any concealment today.

"Sir... are you... sure?" Lar couldn't believe his ears.

"Of course..." Robben frowned, "How can a man be without a woman? Don't you want to, or do you plan to go there yourself?"

Looking at Robben looking at him with a look of hope, Lar suddenly felt extremely disgusted in his heart. After a long time of trouble, Robben, who was once kind and generous, turned out to be such a thing.

"Sir, you also know that this training camp was established by the Demon King personally, and Camut and I were assigned to take charge. All the witches trained were to become warriors. They were not trained to play with others in the name of the Demon King." Lar's face had become ugly and his voice became cold.

"No?" Robben asked again.

"Please understand your subordinates' difficulties. This is also serving the Demon King." Lar's answer was very firm.

"Then... my mansion needs some witches with quick hands and feet as servants now. I think this is not an exaggeration. I want to be chosen as a lucky person. It is better than being killed for no reason here."

After hearing this, Lar's face froze and lowered his head to continue to resist: "Sir, if it's a maid, he'll go to the city's magic garden that specializes in providing witches to buy. Those witches have been trained and don't want the witches here to be so rude and clumsy."

"Haha...I just like Xing Zili's a little bit." Robben said with a smile, strengthening his hands and rubbing Lar's shoulders.

Lar's whole body trembled, and his eyes almost spit out of fire: "Sir, this is a training camp for the relatives of the Demon King. Please... respect yourself."

Looking at the shy and angry god on Lar's face, as well as the unwilling and stubbornness, Robben shook his head slightly and took away his hand: "Since he is protecting his tribe like this, why... he doesn't resist this soul-controlling master?"

Upon hearing this, Lar couldn't help but raise his head in surprise: "Sir..."

Robben smiled and said, "I understand, the so-called whip is beyond reach, your abilities are limited. You have already worked very hard to protect the witches in this academy."

He patted Lar's shoulder again, and Robben turned and left: "Let me go away and don't let that rotten meat pollute the fresh air here."

Seeing Robben go away, the god on Lar's face changed for a moment, turned his head and asked Camut, "What do you mean by... what sir just said?"

Camut shook his head: "I don't know this...I don't know, but..." Camut smiled slightly, "You are too stupid. If you want a witch, do you still have to tell you? Here, the lord is the chief instructor, the city lord who is the devil's destiny. If the lord gives an order, even if you and I have to submit, and to the point... Now the witches in the academy may all think about being able to submit to our dean. Look, you are nervous...haha."

Lar recalled the scene just now, and couldn't help but be surprised. Speaking of it...this is indeed the case.

Camus looked at Robben's back and felt a little worried on his face: "I hope I feel wrong. Now... I always have some bad premonitions."

The main entrance of the Witch Academy opened, and a team of witches walked out in a fierce manner, driving the soul control master in the middle, Lar and Camut followed one left and one right to prevent him from doing anything else.

The residents of the city immediately came to see the fun, and for a moment, the road was filled with people and talk was everywhere.

A large group of witches came to the gate of the market and threw the soul control master into the open space in front.

Lar's face was as deep as water and said coldly: "Okay, you are free now. I hope you can cherish your life and not come here again. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

The soul control master was removed from his hands and feet, but the seal set by Robben in his body was still effective, which made him unable to use magic at all.

A little staggered up and the soul control master sneered on his face: "The witch who is splashing remember my name, I'm Splashing, I'll come back. At that time, you either kneel down and lick my shoes, or just shout it to me on the chuáng...haha...hahahaha."

Spart laughed wildly, raised his hand and pointed it at Lar's nose and shouted: "I will remember you. Every time you are at that time, I will not want you to survive..."

"You can't ask for death, right?" Suddenly, a lazy voice came from the market.

Everyone looked over the voice, with different expressions. Lar was stunned. After Camuette was stunned for a moment, his face was even more worried. This soul controller named Sbart was both angry and fearful.

Not far ahead, Robben was holding the fruit he had just bought in his hand, eating and walking while eating. Little Nalan was a little annoyed and was paying the demon who was selling the fruit behind him.

All the witches of "City Lord" lowered their heads. It would be fine to see Robben in the current academy, but outside, Robben's identity is the city lord, and this identity difference cannot be ignored.

Just as the street was blocked, the demon residents who were watching the show saw all the witches lowering their heads and calling the young man in a robe the city lord. Then they remembered that the new city lord seemed to be very young and didn't walk much, but they turned out to be like this.

Hula, all the vendors and buyers in the entire market, the demons who came to wander around from other places, knelt down.

"Master Lord, you are here..." Lar was very surprised to see Robben appear.

"I heard that you are going to release people. I will urge you to complete this matter earlier. How about it? Has the soul-controlling master you caught in the Witch Academy released?"

Lar's god became more and more strange. He thought that this soul control master was not captured by you, but you agreed to let him go. However, he couldn't say it in his heart, so he had to answer: "Sir, we have just released this soul control master, so let him leave here now."

Robben nodded with satisfaction: "Okay"

As soon as he turned around, Robben's face suddenly turned dark: "Comeone came"

Everyone was shocked and suddenly hundreds of fully armed demon soldiers ran out from all corners of the market, surrounding all the witches.

"Sir, what do you mean?" Lal looked puzzled.

Robben didn't look back and shouted again: "Take the prisoner down for me."

"Yes" hundreds of soldiers shouted and rushed up with weapons.

All the witches were shocked and had no idea what had happened. Until these fully armed soldiers passed by themselves, they found that the target of these soldiers was not themselves.

"Ah" Suddenly, a shrill scream rang among the soldiers, making everyone feel creepy.

"Oh, bang bang...ah"

"Ping Ping Bang"

"You dare to resist, brothers, fight me and try harder."

"Ping Ping Bang Bang"

"Oh...ah"

The streets were suddenly filled with noise, almost all the soldiers' yelling and scolding, and there were punches and kicks, mixed with vague screams...

All the witches had their eyes widened, and more than 200 powerful demon soldiers were surrounding the soul-controlling master on the street to carry out "accusation"

"Big... Sir, what are you doing? Didn't you agree?" Lar almost rushed over and grabbed Robben's sleeve.

Robben turned around and looked at Lar with a surprise look: "Oh, it's Lar's witch. I haven't seen you for a while. You are still so beautiful. It really makes all the demon girls jealous."

Lar was anxious, and he had no intention of talking to Robben. He grabbed Robben's sleeve tightly and said, "Sir, you have agreed to let it go..."

Robben glared and immediately interrupted Lar: "Dear lady, although I cannot ask too much about your academy, as the city lord of this city, I have to blame you. How could you just let the prisoner go? I will punish you in the future. Now I will catch the prisoner first before talking about anything else.

Catch it? The muscles of the corners of the eyes twitched.

"Did you guys catch the prisoner?" Roben's face was filled with anger and shouted at the soldiers.

"Sir, please calm down and you will be caught soon. The prisoner is resisting."

A soldier turned around and shouted to Robben immediately, and during this period, there was a sound of flat punches and kicks. Spart's scream was almost inaudible.

"These hun eggs are usually negligent in training, but now they can't even catch a prisoner?"

There was no trace of blood on Lar's face. He stepped forward and said in the voice that only he and Roben could hear you, "What do you want, Roben?"

Robben smiled, took a step back and distanced him from Lar, and said loudly: "Ms. Lar, your training camp has been released from prison. I don't have time to pursue it now. Just watch it. Now the City Lord's Mansion is implementing the code. It has nothing to do with you and cannot interfere. Do you understand?"

Both Lar and Camut's heart trembled and immediately understood what Robben meant.

Promise to release the soul is just a statement. It is to take the witches and let the soul-controlling master go in front of all the residents. It is also for others to see it, in order to break away from the current Witch Academy. Now, after the witches Academy releases the soul-controlling master, it has nothing to do with this matter. Everything that happens now is the city lord's mansion, that is... Robben's own behavior.
To be continued...