A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 105 Goodbye, Velisco

The next day.

The sky over Velisco has never been so crowded.

"Is the reaction that strong?"

Layers of airships in the sky blocked out the sun, casting shadows over the entire city of Velissco.

The density was so high that even Jiang Shuzhou couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Jiang Shuzhou was not a local after all, and his hatred for the Goddess of Magic Network was not as strong as that of the locals who had received a proper mage education.

Looking at the sky-covering airships before him, Jiang Shuzhou could feel the surging, oppressive, and intense hatred.

An unpredictable storm is about to erupt in the land of Velissco.

The massive cleansing that will sweep across the entire storm sea has already begun.

The treaty signed between the Alliance of Saints and the Alliance of Mages does not necessarily protect the followers of the Goddess of Magic.

If this matter escalates further, it might become the flashpoint for the second magical war.

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"Master Navis, is the electric chair still in use?"

The Arbitration Bureau's Master Jiawei found Jiang Shuzhou again. This time, he had dark circles under his eyes, clearly having stayed up all night working overtime.

"Master Javi, you've been... drained dry by a succubus? I remember you should be on vacation, right?"

"What time is it? The entire Storm Sea is now searching for the followers of the Goddess of the Magic Net, so naturally I have to get involved as well."

Immediately afterward, amidst Master Jiawei's seemingly aggrieved explanation, Jiang Shuzhou roughly understood why Master Jiawei had come here.

Because of the ongoing crackdown on believers, the Arbitration Bureau's workload has increased more than tenfold, and the interrogation room doors have not been closed for long periods of time.

Jiang Shuzhou's invention, the electric chair, became a coveted item that allowed all arbitrators to leave work early, and everyone wanted to grab one.

Unfortunately, there were too many monks and not enough porridge, so Jia Wei, who was familiar with Jiang Shuzhou, was sent over.

"I see, but..."

"But what?"

"If you ask me, we have the electric chair, but aren't we just missing a shroud?"

"?"

Is there any necessary connection between them?

"Think about it, these believers in the gods will definitely not tell the truth. If they don't tell the truth, they will be electrocuted. As everyone knows, being electrocuted will kill you."

"When someone dies, there should be something to wrap them up in, right?"

"Isn't something else needed to wrap the corpse?"

Jiang Shuzhou's voice was seductive.

"That seems to be true."

Javi thought it made a lot of sense, and he would go back and buy more cloth later.

"It's too much trouble for us to cover ourselves with ordinary cloth. How can that suit the temperament of us monks?"

"Too."

Javi decided that when he got back, he would hire more mortals to wrap corpses.

"Here, I highly recommend it to you."

"Automatic shroud!"

Good heavens, so this is where you were waiting for me.

"this……"

"From birth to death, a complete service, all for just 999 gold coins!"

It was obvious that Jiang Shuzhou simply wanted to clear out the warehouse, since some items were just taking up space in his storage ring and were completely useless.

"Let me ask."

Jia Wei couldn't make the decision on this matter himself; he needed to ask the bureau chief for his opinion.

Javi quickly completed the communication.

"Master Navis, the director has agreed. When can you deliver the goods?"

"Don't talk about delivering goods, that's too formal!"

"Come on, let's go into the warehouse and talk."

"There are lots of good things in there!"

And so, after swindling a lot of his former employer's gold coins, Jiang Shuzhou sold off all his messy inventions.

Such as anti-itch medications that cause intense itching all over the body.

The "Confession Board" is a tool that hurts a lot when you hit someone, but will never cause any internal or external injuries.

A "repentance potion" that can make even tough guys cry and recount embarrassing childhood stories.

Of course, there are also electric chairs and blankets that are 100% designed to prevent you from getting cold; perhaps they should be called automatic shrouds now.

It must be said that Jiang Shuzhou's inventions are indeed useful, and they happen to be exactly what the Arbitration Bureau is good at, as they are currently in need of a batch of torture instruments.

Isn't that a coincidence? No, it isn't.

Jiang Shuzhou's invention effectively made up for these shortcomings.

Unfortunately, Jiang Shuzhou's insomnia-inducing drug was not accepted, and Jia Wei refused to purchase it, citing its cruelty as an excuse.

"It's just not letting people sleep for a month, is it really that big of a deal?"

"Don't we monks also meditate instead of sleeping?"

"How can that be the same? If you deprive a mortal of sleep for a month, will he even survive?"

This was Jiang Shuzhou's first failed sales attempt, but it didn't matter; as long as the inventory was cleared out, it would be fine.

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"This may be the last time we meet. I hope you can come back alive."

Inside the military camp, Hayes looked dejected. It has to be said that these days, he had become somewhat immersed in the sense of responsibility that came with being an instructor.

"Yes, instructor!"

After a period of intensive training, the players' discipline has greatly improved, and they are no longer as undisciplined as when they first arrived.

They each held a gun in their hand, carried a sword on their back, and wore iron armor.

These were all provided to them by the Mage Alliance.

Of course, the wear and tear during training was quite significant, and Jiang Shuzhou has already replaced them several times.

This also resulted in Jiang Shuzhou's spatial ring being filled with some "scrap items," but it didn't matter.

As long as the products these young people use are good, what does it matter how many applications Jiang Shuzhou submits?

It was all worth it!

Naturally, Jiang Shuzhou, as the leader, was about to start speaking.

"First, I'll mention five key points..."

"These five main points are further divided into five smaller points..."

"Within each of these smaller points, there are several points to note..."

"Finally, I'd like to say a few more words..."

Jiang Shuzhou, a master of nonsensical literature, tormented the group of players for a full three hours before finally ending his speech.

"Okay, that concludes my speech."

"This is the last lesson I will teach you."

Finally, I sincerely wish you all great success in your military endeavors!

In an instant, applause erupted from below. Everyone seemed to be relieved, clapping wildly until their palms were red.

"Great, so many people are applauding for me, it seems the speech was a success."

Hayes, standing to the side, twitched slightly. Why did he feel like this was applause for his own liberation?

Jiang Shuzhou did it on purpose, of course. It was their fault for not paying attention in class and for daydreaming and playing other games on the game system.

I've also made it clear to you all about slacking off.

Therefore, Jiang Shuzhou specifically instructed Hayes to be careful and to immediately go over and hit anyone who was distracted.

Incidentally, the stick used was the one invented by Jiang Shuzhou, a modified version of the repentance board, a spirit-injecting stick.

Anyone who dares to droop their eyelids even slightly will be instantly energized with a single blow; it's incredibly effective.

"My lord, do you think they can come back?"

"Yes, you can, but you might not recognize them."

"How is that possible? I remember every face of theirs, every name."

Jiang Shuzhou smiled but offered no explanation.

These players will die quickly, but they will soon return to the battlefield.

Hayes doesn't know when that day will come; a month has already passed. Jiang Shuzhou is only refraining from resigning immediately because he wants to see things through to the end.

Everything is going smoothly now, and Jiang Shuzhou has already submitted his resignation.

This place may be nice, but it's not my hometown.