63: The intimidating power of space magicians

"What are you doing? Do you know what you're doing? I am a soldier of the Magic Empire, a formal member of the establishment. You dare to hit me? You hit me, and you're dead!" These overseers still didn't understand the situation and continued to speak arrogantly.

"You are no longer soldiers of the Magic Empire. You have defied the Lord's orders, and you are now demoted to miners!" Bozi Youning barked sternly.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!... Hearing Bozi Youning say this, the miners suddenly grew bold. One by one, whips lashed onto the overseers' bodies, and soon, the entire mine was filled with continuous screams of pain.

"Ah! We'll do it, we'll do it! Don't hit us anymore!" Saul limped along with his lackeys and began to pick up tools to work.

"All of you, come over here. From now on, you will watch them work. Don't let them slack off!" Bozi Youning gathered all several hundred miners in the mine to surround Saul and his men, preventing them from slacking.

Just then, a group of Magic Empire soldiers escorting a handsome man walked into the mine.

"How bold! Who dares to come to my mine and cause trouble? Do you have a death wish?" said a man with a tender, oily, and shiny face. He had a good build, stood at 1.87 meters tall, wore white clothes, and looked every bit the elegant young master.

"It's them! It's them!" The lackey of Saul who had just run away pointed at Bozi Youning and said.

"Lord City Lord, you're finally here! Ah! I was almost beaten to death by them!" Saul and the others rushed to Bartli's side, clinging to his legs and crying out their grievances.

"Go, go, go! Get aside, you useless things!" Bartli's handsome face revealed a look of disgust as he spoke.

"We are here by order of the Lord to take over the mine. I hope the City Lord does not defy military orders!" Bozi Youning said, looking at Bartli with a contemptuous gaze.

"Hmph, what Lord? Where is your proof? Without it, you are impersonating special envoys. Arrest them all!" With a wave of Bartli's hand, a group of soldiers rushed out from behind him, surrounding Bozi Youning and the others with sharp spears.

"We have a letter from the Lord as proof!" Bozi Youning took out a piece of parchment covered in Magic Empire script. Of course, the content had been ghostwritten, but the seal was Wei He's Lord Seal.

"Oh, so it's one of our own! Everyone, stand down! Heh! Heh! Heh!" After Bartli saw the contents of the parchment, especially the Lord's seal, he immediately switched to a fawning expression and smilingly shooed his soldiers back.

"Lord Envoy, I didn't know it was truly you. Ignorance is no crime, please don't mind! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Although Bartli was smiling on the outside, his heart felt as if he had eaten bitter melon. This mine accounted for half of his annual tax revenue, and now he had to hand it over.

"Hand over the mine to us and leave. Leave them behind as well!" Bozi Youning pointed at Saul.

"You're going too far. You can take the mine, but Saul and his men are soldiers of the Magic Empire. How can you take the law into your own hands and even kill several of them? Even if you are the Lord Envoy, you must give me an explanation. Otherwise, I will report to the imperial court that you are using lynching and treating human lives like grass!" Bartli's speed at changing faces was fast enough to perform face-changing opera.

"This is all according to the Lord's wishes. They have all been dismissed by the Lord and are now demoted to miners! That's why I said they cannot leave!" Bozi Youning pointed at Saul again.

"Master, that Saul is the City Lord's brother-in-law. It might be better not to keep him!" a miner whispered to Bozi Youning.

"No matter who it is, no one can defy the Lord's orders, not even you!" Bozi Youning pointed at Bartli.

"Hmph, regardless, I am an Intermediate Magician. For a newly appointed Lord to dismiss my people so casually is simply too much bullying. Attack! Leave none alive!" Bartli said righteously.

When Saul and the others heard that a fight was starting, they hurriedly hid in the back; they knew how powerful Bozi Youning was.

A group of soldiers leveled their sharp spears and charged toward Bozi Youning and his men.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!... The sound of the ppsh-41 submachine guns rang out again. Saul and his men scrambled in fear while the charging soldiers fell row by row, blood soaking the ground.

"Ah, brother-in-law, save me! Ah! I don't want to die!" Saul hid behind Bartli, who had already activated his Magic Shield.

"As expected of the Lord Envoy, you have some tricks. Hahahaha!" Fire elements quickly gathered in Bartli's hand, a fireball dancing above his palm.

With a 'swish' sound, a person wearing a fully enclosed helmet with blue light patterns and a silver-white high-tech combat suit appeared out of thin air. This person held a massive blue erasure gun with a trident-shaped muzzle—it was a Chrono Legionnaire.

The fireball in Bartli's hand was instantly extinguished, and cold sweat began to pour down his face. When the Chrono Legionnaire appeared, Bartli clearly felt a terrifying fluctuation of space energy. This level of energy fluctuation clearly belonged to a Magister at the Saint Archmage level.

"A Space Mage... the long-lost space magic. Who are you? Why have you come here?" Bartli asked haltingly.

"The Lord sent me here to warn you. If you obstruct the Lord Envoy's official business again, I will eliminate you!" the Chrono Legionnaire said calmly.

"Ah! How could I possibly obstruct the Lord Envoy? This is just a small misunderstanding! Heh! Heh! Heh! Heh!" Bartli smiled fawningly at the Chrono Legionnaire.

"You unlearned waste! It's good for you to follow the Lord Envoy so he can properly discipline you!" Bartli turned and shouted angrily at Saul.

"Ah! Brother-in-law, you're abandoning me? You can't just leave me! Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law!" Saul's face was twisted in a cry of despair.

"Hmph! We're leaving!" Bartli led the remaining soldiers out of the mine gate, thinking to himself: 'As long as the green mountains remain, there is no fear of lacking firewood. Brother-in-law, just endure for a while. I will definitely find a way to save you later!'

"Go and catch those fugitives who just tried to run away!" Bozi Youning pointed at Saul and spoke to the miners in the mine.

"Yes! Great Master, we understand!" When the miners heard they were to catch the overseers who had bullied them, their eyes lit up, and they took action enthusiastically.

"Nile, good brother, you don't have to run anymore! Our savior has arrived; we won't be bullied anymore, hehehe!" While searching for the fleeing overseers, a group of miners encountered Nile, who had escaped earlier.

"What? What savior?" Nile still had a look of doubt on his face.

The miners told Nile about what had just happened at the mine, and Nile joined them in searching for the overseers.

In Suyan City, Bartli was drinking tea in his room when a very seductive and beautiful woman rushed in frantically.

"Bartli, I've heard everything! You actually threw my brother to someone else? He's the only brother I have! How can you be so useless!" Even though the beautiful woman was angry, her fair face remained exceptionally beautiful.

"Listen to me, wife! That envoy was sent by Wei He. He is the Lord now, our superior!" Bartli tried to soothe her with gentle words.

"So what? You've operated here for so long, are you still afraid of someone who just took office?" the beautiful woman said in a displeased tone.

"You don't understand. This Wei He is not simple. Emperor Yali Shan Da sent Alice from the Northern Province to lead five hundred thousand elite soldiers. She is a Magister-level magician, yet she returned in defeat without even seeing Wei He's face!" Bartli explained patiently.