After catching the unlucky thief, the clever Gnoll guard quickly lit up the candle. Under the bright candlelight, the thief who was already in pain was heartbroken when he saw the ferocious Gnoll guard.

He rolled his eyes and fainted from fright. This unfortunate guy had the courage to steal things, but he didn't have the courage to face the bleak life after being caught. What a coward!

Zhang Weidao looked at the fainted thief with contempt, "Take him down for custody and hand him over to the sheriff tomorrow."

"Yes!" Each of the jackal guards picked up one foot, dragged the unfortunate guy all the way to the utility room, threw it away, locked the door, and went back to patrol. Anyway, this guy's hands were completely disabled, so there was no need to worry about him being able to

Escape.

Early the next morning, as soon as Zhang Weidao woke up, he heard the noise outside. He opened the door and saw that the casters outside were lynching the thieves. The casters were already suffering from poor meditation effects.

Resentment, when I heard that a thief entered the master's room and wanted to steal treasures, I immediately became angry!

We lost a whole night of high-concentration energy meditation, and you still want to steal the treasure? You must want to steal the spirit-gathering magic circle! You are a thief looking for death! I saw a group of big and thick jackal shamans

Zhang Weidao beat the thief violently with his big fists. Zhang Weidao was really afraid that they would accidentally beat him to death.

This short-sighted thief just attempted to steal something. It was not a serious crime, at least it would not lead to death. When Zhang Weidao went over to check the situation, the thief had been beaten to death. Someone in the crowd treated him and finally saved him.

This guy's life was saved. Looking at this unlucky thief, Zhang Weidao felt that the punishment was almost done, and he would leave the rest to the Sheriff.

However, looking at the miserable appearance of the thief, Zhang Weidao still felt that something was missing, as if something was wrong. After thinking for a while, he finally thought of the key point, which was to mark this guy so that everyone would know who he was.

It's a thief.

"You give him a tattoo on his face, just like the thief and the army in the story I told."

Hearing Zhang Weidao's instructions, the casters' eyes lit up. This is a good idea! This method that allows others to easily identify criminals is so clever! The master is really wise and powerful. Such a good idea can be solved instantly

Thought of it!

The next step was to study the specific method of tattooing. A group of spellcasters studied and discussed it in front of the thief, scaring the unlucky thief until his face turned pale.

These guys are so scary! They actually want to use a red-hot iron to burn writing on their faces. This is so crazy! There are also people who want to use electric arcs to burn writing on their faces. These guys have really bad conscience!

The thief listened to the busy discussion of the spell casters, and his heart was completely broken. He didn't want to play like this! He just wanted to steal some treasures! He hadn't gotten it yet!

In the end, Jage came up with a good idea. He used magic ink to write on the thief's face, and then injected mana to fuse the ink with the skin so that it could never be erased. Even if he could ask a priest to treat him, it would be useless.

This is not a wound. If you want to remove the tattoo on your face, the prisoner must peel off his face.

Several gnoll shamans held down the thief, and then Jiage took a pen and magic ink to tattoo him. After that, the casters looked at their masterpieces and gave the thief a thumbs up with satisfaction. They were left crying without tears.

The thief was taken back and sentenced by the Sheriff who had arrived early. The impromptu masterpiece of Zhang Weidao and the casters was remembered by the Sheriff, who called his colleagues to discuss the matter when he returned to the Sheriff's Station.

Subsequently, this method of tattooing criminals was unanimously approved by the sheriffs, and the good days of criminals were completely over! This kind of tattooing of criminals for a lifetime can effectively prevent them from committing crimes again.

It allows the public to easily identify and supervise them, and it will definitely allow these criminals to be good people and reform.

Zhang Weidao, who had already returned home at this time, would never have imagined that a playful act between him and the spell casters would actually promote a great innovation in the judicial system. Those sheriffs who had tasted the sweetness would kill the prisoners on the spot.

Everything was dealt with in the same way, and the punishment measure of tattooing criminals was thoroughly implemented, and it would soon spread to other kingdoms.

When Zhang Weidao left Stromgarde and walked onto the main road, Jiage led some spellcasters and barbarians in the opposite direction. They were going to recruit kobolds from the eastern mountains of Arathi Highlands.

When Zhang Weidao was chatting with the hotel owner yesterday, he learned that there were indeed kobolds in the mountains in the eastern region, and he made a recruitment plan at that time.

When leaving, Zhang Weidao repeatedly emphasized that after finding traces of those kobolds, you must convince them with virtue and never come up and beat them up.

It is not good to beat others up when they meet. You must be a civilized person who convinces others with your moral "fist". After listening to Zhang Weidao's words, Jiage said seriously that he would never hit others. He would

Be a good civilized person.

While guaranteeing this, Jiage secretly glanced at the casserole-sized fists of the jackal barbarians and thought to himself, "Hit people yourself? That's not possible! You have brought so many thugs."

Zhang Weidao looked at Jiage's serious statement and seemed to have listened to his words. In that case, there would be no problem. I believe he will recruit many helpers for digging back soon.

The large army headed west along the road, heading straight for Thoradin's Wall, which can be seen hundreds of kilometers away. This is the most magnificent building in human history. In terms of the height and thickness of the building alone, it can kill all of Ezer in an instant.

The Wall of Rath. Even the Wall of Greymane, which will be built in the future, can only reach this level with the help of spells, and the precision is still far behind.

It's really unimaginable that humans who didn't master magic thousands of years ago could actually build a city wall hundreds of meters high by relying on pure manpower. And it's not the kind of crude wall that the Kingdom of Gilneas built in the later period by using magic power to isolate the country.

High wall.

The entire Wall of Thoradin is made of neat boulders. It was successfully built during the trolls' raids again and again, so that the trolls could no longer threaten the humans in the Arathi Highlands. This is how the Arathor Empire came into being.

The foundation of its establishment.

When passing the tall and wide city gate, Zhang Weidao sighed that the ancients were more domineering! This city gate was simply built for giants to walk through. A mortal walking in it would feel like he was being crushed. Of course, it is possible that this was originally considered.

Let's use it for giants.

Ancient humans may have inherited more of the Titan's way of thinking about creation, and when building buildings they would involuntarily want to make them bigger so that their superiors could come to inspect them.

When leaving Thoradin's Wall, Zhang Weidao was still lamenting the domineering power of the ancients. In fact, he had a project even more domineering than these high walls, which was to hollow out the entire Alterac mountains and build all the mountains into iron furnaces.
Chapter completed!