My Weakest Little Brother Has Become A Demon King After Being Sealed For 1000 Years

2022-03-09

Chapter 30 Execution and Monitoring

Vincent and an adjutant beside him went to the group in front of the miners.

Lights flashed in the air all around him, and the pressure of the hard to describe made everyone facing him bow their heads involuntarily, and even a few people almost fell to their knees with weak knees.

“Where’s the guy who killed the overseer?”

Vincent asked straight to the point, his voice very calm.

The answer by the person headed by that trembling with fear.

“It’s… just down the mine.”

“Are you all here?”

“About half of them aren’t… …”

“Where are those people?”

“The magic caster opened a Transmission Gate and let them run away.”

At this moment , Under the strong pressure of this Master Level magic caster, all the countermeasures that these miners had negotiated before had forgotten before opening their mouths. Basically, what the other party asked, they answered truthfully.

Vincent pondered for a moment, then said to the adjutant beside him.

“Take them to the dungeon and lock them up first.”

But the adjutant beside him shook his head.

“The Duke told me before coming that according to the plan of the mine riot, the black thorn regulations will be enforced here.”

Vincent looked at the adjutant and said with the same tone. .

“As I said, take it into the dungeon of Rose Palace and lock it up first, and I’ll talk to the Duke.”

The adjutant hesitated for a long time, and finally lowered his head slightly. Head replied.

“Yes, at your command”

Then he looked up and asked.

“What should the heretic mage do under the mine?”

Vincent opened a deep fissure flickering with electric light, and he took out a handful of inlays from it. Ebony staff with blue gems.

“I’m going down alone.”

He said holding the staff.

“Why?”

The adjutant asked slightly surprised.

“The miners just said that the other party opened the Transmission Gate to let the others run away. If there are too many people going down and the other party finds it difficult to resist, he can open the Transmission Gate again and run away. .And the mine below is narrow, not suitable for the formation of the thorns and black guards, too many people will be cumbersome.”

Speaking of the blue gem of the staff in his hand was lit up, stirring the space in circles Distorted ripples spread from above.

The adjutant glanced at the ebony staff with some envy. He and Vincent are the same magic caster whose numerology constellation is the Sage. Vincent’s spell medium made of Void Crystal is definitely one of all the spell masters majoring in thunder and lightning, yearn for something even in dreams. thing.

“If there is any problem, I will contact you immediately through the space spell.”

Vincent left this sentence at the end, and went deep into the mine without looking back. walked in.

The adjutant bowed slightly to his back.

“Good luck to you.”

When his back completely disappeared into the depths of the mine, the adjutant who had always been humbled suddenly straightened his back, his face showing With a mixture of sarcasm and regret.

But the expression was fleeting, and he turned to call for a mage with a gold rose emblem embroidered on his robe.

“You go back and inform the Duke that Master Vincent’s choice is as he predicted.”

The man nodded, and then looked towards the man surrounded by the thorns and black guards. the miners asked.

“Then why didn’t these people do anything, they were sent to the dungeon as Master Vincent said?”

A smile appeared on the adjutant’s face, and he shook his head and said.

“No.”

He then raised the volume.

“Enforce the black thorn regulations.”

His voice was neither loud nor low, just enough to be heard by the black-armored guards beside him.

Then, the sound of screams and blood splashing could be heard.

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“speaking of which I’ve always wanted to ask, why did you show up in Silver Stream Mine that day?”

Cass A cloak covered in black stood in the alley opposite an enchanting shop. His face was hidden under the hood of the cloak. superior.

At this moment, he was taking a sip of a bottle of berry wine to ward off the cold, while his eyes kept staring at the enchanting shop not far away.

Demoness by the name of Liz sat on his shoulders, playfully tugging at the ends of his cloak and tying knots.

Hearing Cass’ question, her hands slowed a bit.

He had previously learned from an exchange with Liz that a Demonness is an extraordinary creature that needs to live on ambiguity and mystery. Fog, forest, dawn, dusk, dream… They can only be supplemented by magic in places with those ambiguous elements.

Correspondingly, Demoness hates all places with specific rules. Like Silver Stream Mine, which is close to a company’s prototype, they will never come close.

“Ah, I don’t know, I remember falling asleep in the forest that day, and when I woke up, it was foggy, and then I flew into the Silver Stream Mine. Eh, speaking of which was there fog in the mine that day?”

Liz said, holding up the crooked bow she tied with thread ends, with a look of disgust on her face.

“I didn’t pay attention after I went down to the mine with my teammates, but is it foggy in the mine too, or was someone deliberately arranged this way?”

Cass frowned asked said, but Liz did not answer his question, but continued to bury his head in the fight with the bow.

Cass lightly sighed then said, the Demoness seems to be like that. They are born out of ambiguity, so they are not motivated by anything that needs to be analyzed logically. It is natural for them to do things according to their mood. Even whether they can use magic or not, the effect of using it will change according to the change of mood.

The door to the Enchanting Shop was opened from the inside at this time, and a man and a woman came out, both wearing Offa University uniforms.

The woman looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, and is looking at the simple pendant in her hands with a confused look, while the man is probably in his early twenties, bowing his head and smiling and saying something to her.

Cass, who was about to ask more questions, patted Liz’s head lightly.

Liz came back to his senses, she dropped the bow, a faint purple light in her eyes.

“Yes, that’s the man. I saw Life Aura on him before.”

She pointed at the smiling young man.

“It’s really a magic caster this time, but what about the girl next to him?”

“There is no sign of being parasitized, but it looks like the two of them are classmates. ? I suggest you wait until the two of them are separated before going there, otherwise the explanation is unclear.”

Liz suggested.

“If I don’t follow me, I’m afraid that woman will be parasitized tonight.”

Cass said and tied the giant sword to his back.

“As usual, you go back to the wood house and wait for me.”

“No.”

Liz suddenly flew in front of Cass , she stopped the man and said.

“The host of this time is a magic caster. I’ll accompany you there so I can rescue you if something goes wrong.”

Cass was silent for a while, watching the two Going far, he gently nodded.

(End of this chapter)