Chapter 159 Everything is under control
Perhaps because the magic robe on his body was too conspicuous, Samuel's identity was obvious. Since he appeared on the carriage, no one shouted at him.
Like Moses parting the sea, everyone on either side of him stepped back to make way for him.
Samuel walked straight through the crowd and came to the door of the guard post at the front. There was a small platform for standing guard here. He thought about it and stood on it.
At the same time, a holy white light suddenly appeared under his feet, and Bishop Cassius, wearing a bishop's uniform, appeared beside him.
The two men, one black and one white, one a clergyman and the other a magician, combined with Bishop Cassius's previous foreshadowing, it was easy for people to guess that he was the "grand magician living in the Archon's Palace" Sir Samuel mentioned by Bishop Cassius.
Bishop Cassius raised his hands and made a gesture of silence. He had a high status in the eyes of the people, and the scene suddenly became quiet.
Everyone stared at the two men, one in black and one in white, waiting to hear what Bishop Cassius had to say.
Bishop Cassius cast a voice-raising spell so that even those in the outermost circle could hear him. "I'm aware of everyone's demands. In fact, we're taking action."
"Every night, all priests are on patrol. During the day, we work alongside the guards to search for clues, working tirelessly day and night. We certainly care about your safety and will defend your property to the death, but you must understand that the living dead are also victims, simply being manipulated. Among them may be your deceased loved ones."
"Do I really have to kill them again? No, please forgive me, I can't do that. I'd rather find the real culprit, let the living dead rest in peace, and return the gold you lost. The guards are also doing their best, so please give us some time."
"Mr. Samuel next to me is the most powerful Grand Mage on the entire continent. He also participates in the night patrols. Don't worry, as long as you don't go out carelessly, I guarantee that the living dead will not come to your homes."
At this time, the tightly closed door of the guard office was opened, and the captain of the guard came out. He took over the conversation and assured everyone that closing the city would not affect their lives, but would help to control the stolen gold within the town.
What followed was a scene similar to a symposium, with people asking questions one after another, and the captain of the guard answering them.
Samuel and Bishop Cassius stood behind the captain of the guard and did not interrupt him. They were there to support the work of the guard.
One of them represented the Consul's Palace, the other represented the Holy See, and Samuel was a great magician. Their presence here was more convincing than the captain of the guard clashing his head against the ground.
The demonstrators gradually calmed down.
The captain of the guard asked the team members to take out the leaflets prepared early in the morning, which contained the currently known habits of the living dead and how to deal with unexpected situations.
Negotiation requires skill, and 9 o'clock is a very good time to start - as it approaches noon, people will subconsciously feel that it is time to eat, and if they delay eating, it will further delay their lunch break.
At this time, even the toughest person will become more easy to talk to.
Samuel beckoned the butler over and said loudly, "Everyone, I am Samuel. As you can see, I am a great mage temporarily residing in the Archon's residence. I am deeply saddened by your loss and understand your concerns for your personal safety."
"I made some potions that can calm the mind. If you are interested, you can queue up to get some. It is a small token of my appreciation to the mansion."
"Also, I would like to remind everyone to avoid any contact with the living dead and not to wear any gold jewelry when going out."
"Once there is any progress, I will share the information I have learned with my fellow magicians free of charge."
If we say that taking the initiative to offer the cooling oil, which was called a magic potion, was Samuel's means of winning people's hearts.
Then what he said later, that any progress would be shared with fellow magicians, was a tempting hint.
You know, among the demonstrators there are not only ordinary people, but also some low-level magicians.
They knew some basic magic, enough to make a living, but their talents limited them to this level. Samuel's promise was similar to a doctoral supervisor saying he would provide guidance to junior college students on how to transfer to undergraduate studies.
No one doesn't want to become stronger.
This is a heartwarming verbal check.
The three of them took turns to fight and finally stabilized the situation.
Internal unity, then as the military order says, the three parties must act in unison to solve the problem of the living dead in the town as soon as possible and resume gold trading.
At noon, the sparse sunlight brought the negotiations to a successful conclusion - at least for Samuel and his companions - the captain of the guard was a good man. He had people bring out water and bread and distributed them to the people who were queuing to apply the cooling oil brought by Samuel.
Ordinary people have a blind and superstitious attitude towards the potions made by the Grand Mage. Even though Samuel emphasized that it only has a calming effect on the mind and cannot defend or heal injuries, most people are still willing to line up to try it.
The butler scooped a small amount of paste for each person and asked them to apply it on their forehead.
After a busy morning, the sun came out a little at noon. I applied some cooling oil and the effect of calming my mind was really significant.
Some low-level magicians gathered around Samuel and chatted for a while, and Samuel tried his best to smooth things over by acting like a mysterious master.
In the afternoon, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Samuel prepared to return home in a carriage.
While there were still some people present, he took off his hood and revealed his face.
As soon as Samuel got off the bus, someone noticed some unusual mysterious patterns on his hands. Now, seeing the same terrifying lines on his face, someone immediately asked about it.
Samuel replied, "It's okay, it's just some corpse qi, don't worry."
Corpse Qi? Could it be that he was injured by contact with the living dead during patrol?
It was not difficult to guess from Samuel's exposed skin that this great magician was probably covered in corpse qi.
It seemed that Samuel's previous promise that he would protect everyone's safety was extremely sincere - the great magician really put it into practice.
Those who were close by secretly took note of this incident and planned to tell the people they knew when they returned that Sir Samuel was really kind-hearted.
But for some reason, he came here on behalf of the Governor's Palace to appease everyone. What on earth was Mr. Hermann doing?
Someone thought of this problem.
——All of the above is exactly what Samuel needs.
Only by letting others notice his efforts without making a fuss can he create the best image of himself serving the people.
Sitting in the carriage back to the mansion, Samuel thought that it would not be long before many people in the town would know about him.
Bishop Cassius, who saw all this, said nothing and no one knew what he was thinking.
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As soon as we returned to the mansion, the servants had already prepared a sumptuous lunch.
Samuel's routine finally returned to normal today.
He was in a good mood and in high spirits. He finished his meal with great pleasure and then sat in the garden to read for a while.
When he went upstairs just now, Samuel saw Arnold in the room and learned that he had indeed followed him, but came back earlier than him.
Samuel didn't want to stay with him all day, so he took a book and went downstairs.
He has already reviewed the content of the intermediate magician. Perhaps it is because the talent of his original body is still retained in this body, but he finds it particularly easy to understand and learns things quickly.
Especially some potion making methods that were similar to chemical experiments, he understood them at a glance and mastered them very well.
The sunshine ended around two in the afternoon and the sky became cloudy again, but Samuel did not go upstairs to rest.
He gave up his nap today, mainly to wait for someone.
At a quarter past three Mr. Hermann's rich and greedy relatives arrived.
Samuel snapped the book shut, greeted them with a smile, and asked them to go inside.
His posture was much more confident and relaxed than before, and the group of people who were left behind could see the difference in him.
This man who was originally weak and easy to control has changed.
No one knew when it started, but he became less susceptible to influence and became increasingly tough in his actions. When everyone realized what was happening, they discovered that they could no longer control him - perhaps the initial demand for repayment was simply because Samuel was honest and kind enough.
When he no longer valued those favors, he became a truly powerful great magician.
It is still a reception room.
This was Samuel's second pot of tea that afternoon. He took a sip out of courtesy and then began to flip through the book under the tentative gazes of his relatives.
Making those who need his help feel very uncomfortable.
It was Lady Josephine who spoke first: "Samuel, dear, can you give your aunt a definite answer? When will those damned living dead return to their graves?"
"I really can't give you an accurate answer," Samuel replied softly. "In fact, I must remind you, Aunt Josephine, that I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you all for dinner today. You must leave this afternoon. The awakening time of the living dead keeps getting earlier and earlier. I'm afraid they will come out as soon as dark today. Perhaps you have heard from your men about this?"
During the morning demonstration, Bishop Cassius reminded everyone that they must stay at home at night because the zombies will appear earlier and earlier.
Apparently Lady Josephine knew about this.
She frowned, trying to read some other emotion from Samuel's expression.
But sadly, nothing happened.
There was no complacency, no mockery, and certainly none of the arrogance she had imagined of a sudden turnaround.
Samuel just told her the reality objectively.
Lady Josephine was discouraged.
At noon, after hearing what their subordinates had reported back, they had gathered together to discuss it.
They decided to let Lady Josephine, who had a slightly closer relationship with Samuel, take the lead, and Lady Josephine had indeed prepared a plan.
But she was deflated by Samuel's "I really tried my best" look.
At the same time, Lady Josephine was glad that Samuel had been very calm during her previous test.
Because only with such a desireless state of mind, they dare to make the move that will cost them their lives.
Facing Samuel's questioning look, Lady Josephine spoke with difficulty.
She said, "Well, in that case, we'll have to think of other ways. Honey, I remember you said you could keep those 'family assets' for us?"
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