Taixi'an looked at more than a hundred "criminals" who were tied up with their hands and had no ability to resist at all, and Zhao Mai with a smile on the side, and couldn't help but feel numb from the scalp.

When Dogian, Shatili and others were attacked, he felt something was wrong. This routine was too similar to his own style, framed him, triggered a civil war, and reaped the benefits of the fisherman. He hurriedly sent his most trusted samurai representative to express his attitude, but was stopped by the short man.

Since then, Taisian has always been on guard, carrying more than 100 guards wherever he goes, and he will never be alone. He knows more clearly than anyone else about the witch king Karak who died at that time. Although Rikas and Butcher have strong combat power, their strength is still within the range they can estimate, and they are definitely not like Zhao Mai.

"You are the king, you can make the decision of your city." Taixi'an did not react for several seconds. "Shatili likes fair and open trials. She proposed to ask for this at the beginning, so I naturally want to realize this wish for her."

"Ah...no problem, that's what I promised, of course I have to do it." Tesian nodded: "There is currently the tung samurai mission in the city. I'm really embarrassed to ask you to arrest these criminals. After all, now..."

"Stop talking, if this matter was not involved in my family, I wouldn't have taken action. And I was arresting the suspect, not the criminal, and there was a little difference. Some of the evidence I had collected was in Tyrion, which was my little man, which was easy to recognize. Just send someone to find him to get it. I'm just staying in the city for a while until I moved out of the manor outside. However, I will definitely come to Tyr often, after all, the largest nearby city is the city."

Want to move out? This is so good! Taixian heard from his subordinates that Zhao Mai attacked Kaskak's house alone. At first, he felt that he was dead. Unexpectedly, what he heard later was that he was suppressing nearly two hundred people to attack and was about to win. Taixian looked at the hundred-man guards around him and felt that the cold wind whizzed into his neck. Taixian knew that Zhao Mai had elusive assassination ability, but he didn't expect that he had a stronger frontal combat ability. The Witch King Karak died unjustly, and he felt that if he died, he would be wronged. Such an uncontrolled strong man could die as far as he could, and if he didn't die, it would be great to move out.

Of course, on the surface, he still had to ask very politely: "Building a manor outside the city is not a simple job. Do I need to provide some skilled craftsmen? Some of the buildings in Carac once planned to be demolished, so there are still a lot of building materials in Tyr City. Do you need them?"

"That's not necessary. I basically can't use that to build a manor." Zhao Mai seemed to have just thought of it and said: "However, my manor covers a relatively large area, and they are all desert wastelands from the past, and the kind of land that does not have the owner."

"Those lands are used casually," Tessian thought for a while and added: "You just need to develop them and survive on them. In fact, living in Tyr is also good, why do you move out?"

"Because you are the king, I am just a resident here, and I will always feel uncomfortable. You are me too." Zhao Mai's answer was shocked by the bluntness of Taixi'an. He didn't know how to answer this for a while. Fortunately, Zhao Mai finally spared him: "Okay, let's not say much, I'll hand over all these suspects to you. Within five days, they are completely unable to use magic and psychic powers, and their muscles are paralyzed to different degrees, which is easy to take care of. But after five days, this effect will slowly fade, and you have to be careful."

Taisian smiled slightly and said, "If the evidence is conclusive, the result will be produced in less than five days."

Zhao Mai nodded, used the phantom to move and teleport directly away. Taixi'an looked at the wisp of black smoke slowly dissipating in the air, and couldn't help but suck the corners of his eyes. He turned his head and said to his high-level templar warrior: "There is no need for a hundred people to follow me in the future. Arrange them to do other work."

"His Majesty the King, what about your safety?"

"It's enough to shrink into ten people, and the number is meaningless. If the opponent is a person like Mike Longhou, even if one hundred people and one thousand people are stacked together, it will not stop him from suddenly coming to me and cutting off my head."

"Your Majesty, how many people are there like Mike Long Roar? If you immediately reduce your guards because of seeing his strength, wouldn't that be a sign of extreme weakness and lack of confidence? It will have a great negative impact on your prestige, Your Majesty the King."

Taixian looked at his subordinates a few more times, then nodded and said, "You are as smart as I think, you can tell with a little bit of testing. But I am very dissatisfied with you, why didn't you show it early even though you are capable? If I hadn't discovered it patiently, wouldn't I be fooled for the rest of my life?"

"I am afraid." The Templar said: "Your Majesty has always managed the country in an orderly manner. If I had not given me such a slight opportunity, how could I have the opportunity to show myself?"

Taixi'an chuckled gently, and Zhao Mai's mood was slightly better. He sent his men to Tyrion to get "evidence" and decided that as long as the evidence seemed rigorous, he would execute the attacker on the fourth day. However, he also thought about it and thought that it was not appropriate to kill everyone. Some of the people who had nothing to do with it or threat should be let go directly, so that this would be a "fair" trial.

Taixian and Shatili have completely different understandings of "justice", but this does not prevent him from fooling this matter through superficial skills. The most important thing now is to fool Zhao Mai away, and don't stay in Tyr City to make people worried all day long. Through informants, he heard about Zhao Mai's "great plan" from the masked alliance. Transforming the desert? That is completely delusion! Strong combat ability does not mean that other aspects are powerful. The more magic and spiritual powers are used, the more serious the desertification will be. Taixian has begun to imagine Zhao Mai's curse, struggle in pain, and not being able to survive and die - that is really pleasant.

There are still many things in Tyr City. The most important thing is to quickly improve your strength and strengthen the construction of the army. Those arranged by the masked alliance should win over those who can win over those who are corrupt as soon as possible; those who cannot, put them in a position that has no effect. How many people who only know how to secretly let the slaves go all day long know how to manage and fight? Taixi'an also heard that if it weren't for Zhao Mai's reminder, the masked alliance would never have thought of sending people into the Templar to "join the sect."

Means, abilities, ambitions, and all three are indispensable. Mike Long Roar has both methods and abilities, but unfortunately he has no ambition and will eventually become a common person. Taisian believes that what he lacks is ability, especially the ability to protect himself. Thinking of this, he crossed out the afternoon meeting with his lover and enjoying a gentle plan, which turned it into a course to exercise his supernatural powers.
Chapter completed!