Su Yao's idea was very bold, something even Zhan Xing didn't dare to consider, but Berkeley and Lina thought it was excellent!

"Let's do it this way!" Beckley and Lina were willing to cooperate with the plan.

The suburbs were desolate and quiet. Taking advantage of the absence of people, Su Yao quickly had Zhan Xing enlarge.

"This is?"

The ornament on Su Yao's shoulder suddenly enlarged, startling Berkeley and Lina.

The shadow of the Battle Star fell upon them, dragon breath sprayed towards the nearby bushes, making them sway, "You can just call me Lord Battle Star. Come on, I'll take you to Os City."

Osis City is the northern capital, where the headquarters of the city's power is located.

"Hello, Lord Zhanxing." Lina was noticeably more lively. After realizing that Zhanxing wouldn't harm them, she immediately started communicating with him. "My name is Lina, and this is my brother, Berkeley. It's a pleasure to meet you. Please, could you take us there?"

Zhan Xing nodded with satisfaction. It had deliberately made the two address it as "Master," planning to take them flying later, and it certainly wanted to gain some verbal advantage first.

Fortunately, both of them were perceptive and, seeing that Zhan Xing was pleased by Lina's words, immediately followed up with a few more compliments.

Zhan Xing listened with great interest, and the two of them became more and more enthusiastic as they spoke. Finally, it was Su Yao who interrupted the siblings' stream of compliments, "Let's stop the praise here for today. We'll try to reach Aos City tonight."

"Good!"

Around the city of Aos, there is a moat, a tributary extending northward from the Zhong River. It was once a great aid for water transportation, but now it has become a natural boundary of power division.

A river, with Oss City on the left, representing urban power; on the right is Cali State, once controlled by the late Earl of Eston, now occupied by a pack of mercenaries.

Su Yao had Zhan Xing stop in the forest beside the Zhong River. Just like before, taking advantage of the absence of people, Zhan Xing transformed once again.

After a while, three young people dressed in tattered clothes emerged from the forest.

Lina was wearing clothes made of this material for the first time, and her delicate skin was a bit unaccustomed to the rough fabric, making her walking posture much more awkward.

Berkeley tapped his sister's hand, warning her not to keep tugging at her clothes, "You look so sneaky like this, the guards at the city gate might not let you in."

The leader of the city's forces, the mayor of Os City, was named Chesterton. To win people's hearts, the organization he led issued a decree, stating their willingness to take in those who had become homeless due to the war. Su Yao and the other two planned to enter the city under this guise, and then find a way to get close to Chesterton.

"If we don't enter the city, we'll never get in touch with Chesterton, and this is the only way we can enter the city. So, Lina, please bear with it, no matter how uncomfortable it is."

Lina's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes glistened with tears. She knew she had to consider the bigger picture, but her brother's criticism still made her sad.

Su Yao stood between the two, gently touched Lina's head, and patted Berkeley's shoulder. "You both are great. It's perfectly normal for my sister's delicate skin to not tolerate this kind of clothing. Don't criticize her for it; she's already doing well to endure it. Just hold on a little longer, and we'll change once we get into the city."

They didn't want to use such a roundabout and troublesome method either, but as Berkeley said, it was the only way to get into the city.

Although Chesterton was the only leader willing to allow large crowds into the city, his suspicious and overly cautious nature led him to adopt a paranoid selection method. Only impoverished ordinary people could enter the city; mages of any rank did not fall into this category.

To meet this standard, they not only had to wear these clothes but also use the weapons given by Percy to conceal their true strength.

Hiding one's strength is more difficult than suppressing it. The weapons and tools Percy provided only allowed for three minutes, and he did not manage to pass the guards' inspection and enter the city within that time.

At this moment, Lina had already held back her tears, clenched her fists, and forced herself to endure the discomfort, "I won't hold you back!"

Berkeley softened, patted Lina's head, and said, "Good luck!"

The three of them mingled with the queue of people entering the city.

In the crowd, their clothes were not the most tattered, nor were their figures the fattest.

Su Yao heard the guard complaining: "Look at that person, with such a big belly, you can tell how well he usually eats! How can someone like that have the nerve to pretend to be a vagrant and sneak into our city..."

"Alas, perhaps just by saying that he truly has no home now, we wouldn't be able to refuse him entry into the city."

"Forget it, forget it, it has nothing to do with us. We just need to make sure they're not a magician."

The guards' words made Su Yao and the other two feel a bit more at ease. None of the three were scrawny, so as long as the entry conditions didn't restrict body type, they were fine.

Before entering the guards' line of sight, they had already used weapons and tools to conceal their strength. The team's pace wasn't too slow, and it only took them a minute to reach the entrance.

Zhan Xing made himself even smaller this time, lying next to Su Yao's ear. He counted the time and felt very reassured: "Two more minutes, and we can get in easily!"

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Zhan Xing didn't understand the human concept of "flag metaphysics," but Su Yao did. As soon as she heard those words, she immediately felt something was off. Sure enough, just after they finished checking the three of them, someone came out to make a fuss.

"They can't go in! They are wizards!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the guards stood ready, surrounding Su Yao and the other two.

Su Yao turned around angrily. The person who had spoken was a middle-aged man with long hair. She immediately shouted back, "What gives you the right to say we're magicians? Why can't we go in? Are you doing this on purpose? Are you deliberately trying to keep us commoners out?"

Time waits for no one. Su Yao had no time to reason with the guards or the long-haired man shouting at her. All she could do was go crazy and then sneak in amidst the chaos.

Seeing this, Berkeley quickly shouted, "I knew it was all fake! You never intended to take us in! We've all passed the inspection, so why won't you let us in? We're about to enter, and then you stop us, claiming we're magicians, for what reason! I've been starving for four or five days now, and if I die of hunger here, you'll be happy, won't you?"

Lina was even more extreme; she started rolling on the ground, and through this action, she managed to scratch her itchy skin for some relief.

Clearly, there were only three people, but they created the impression of a vast crowd, and the scene quickly descended into chaos. The people in line behind them didn't understand the truth of the situation; they only heard Su Yao and the others shouting "fake," and instantly became displeased, joining in the commotion from the back.

"I just saw the big fat guy go in, and I immediately felt something was off. Why would they let someone like that in if they're supposedly sheltering the poor? I think they're just putting on a show and have no intention of letting us in!"

"Yes, yes, you only saw one fat person, but I saw a total of five fat people!"

"Five? So many! I knew these officials always eat well!"

"Exactly! I actually arrived a long time ago, but when I saw those fat guys go in, I instantly lost the courage to queue up. It wasn't until now that I finally dared to give it a try, and just as I got in line, something happened again. I should have known it was fake!"

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This was not right; the guards were momentarily at a loss for what to do.

"The guy with the long hair, come here! Why did you say they are wizards?"

"One more minute, hurry up and get in!" The miniature version of Zhan Xing frowned deeply, very anxious.

"Why are you listening to him?" Su Yao was still shouting, "Why can't we go in even though we passed the inspection?"

The long-haired man had already walked up to him, and he hurriedly explained, "I can be sure, they are magicians! There are magical fluctuations on them!"

"Is there any evidence?" The back of the crowd was getting more chaotic, and some people had even started shoving the guards by the roadside to rush forward. "Don't speak if you have no evidence."

The long-haired man indeed couldn't provide any evidence; he could only feel it himself, "Really! I'm not lying! They must be wizards!"

The guard glared at the long-haired man, then finally chose to keep the peace: "Alright, alright, the three of you go on in!"

It had already been inspected, so putting it in now is fine.

The three of them had been waiting for this moment. They quickly ran towards the city, and after evading the guards, all the weapons and tools they carried became completely ineffective.

Outside the city gate, occasional angry shouts could still be heard. It was unclear how the situation was being resolved, but Su Yao and the other two had already changed their clothes and were heading towards the city lord's palace.

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"Lord! All the people we sent to attack the Wolf Pack Mercenary Group have been killed!"

Chesterton had just finished dealing with a document when he saw his subordinate burst in, shouting, without regard for etiquette.

After hearing what his subordinate said, Chesterton felt a tightness in his chest, completely disregarding any concerns about etiquette. He hurriedly grabbed the person and asked, "That was a team with three ninth-level mages! How could they all be killed? What happened?"

The subordinates were also in despair, conveying the last message from the front line: "They fought to the death, and in the end, left only one sentence. They said the prophet in the Wolf Pack Mercenary Group is real."

"Really?!" Chesterton had made this assumption, but after knowing it was true, he was still very shocked and agitated. "So... did the seer find out what the identity actually is?"

The subordinate shook his head.

Chesterton was seething with anger. "How are the old connections with Earl Aston? Are they willing to cooperate with us to deal with the Pack of Wolves mercenary group?"

The subordinate nodded, this was progressing smoothly: "They are willing, just waiting for the city lord to set the time and place."

Chesterton waved his hand: "Go find the witch and have her choose a date, the sooner the better!"

After speaking, he didn't idle around and went straight in another direction to gather people for a meeting.

The prophet turned out to be real, which disrupted Chesterton's original plan. He needed to quickly come up with another course of action.