Chapter 762 - Tossed Into Jail! (2/2)

Seeing the argument reaching a point of no return, the onlookers hurriedly backed away.

“Sit back and watch. We’re in for a good show.”

“Those Angel Corps bullies. They only know how to abuse their power. Forcing someone to sell for a lower price? Pathetic. It’s really uncalled for.”

“What else can you say? Angel Corps is the largest guild in the Satreen Empire. They’re full of people, both good and bad. There’s bound to be a few like those guys mixed in there. Honestly, their management isn’t too bad. They don’t reserve off too many levelling areas for themselves.”

The others in the crowd agreed with this player’s sentiments.

The shouting match continued on, with the shoving and pushing becoming more and more frequent. Nie Yan couldn’t be bothered to bicker with these people. Besides, their cursing and abuse only strengthened his position.

As the situation was starting to get out of hand, a group of armoured orc guards came walking over. Leading them was a high rank Shaman in golden robes. He wore a 10,000-Man Commander medal.

Everyone stopped dead in their tracks, looking at each other in shock. They were all surprised to see this high rank Shaman.

Normally, if this kind of dispute broke out, a single ordinary guard would suffice. If a fight broke out, three, four, up to six guards would come and arrest the offenders. There was never a situation where a high rank Shaman would make an appearance.

The high rank Shaman was an orc. He was quite portly, his fat jiggling with every movement. Wearing a dignified appearance, he stood about a head taller than the average orc.

Nie Yan inspected this NPC with Transcendent Insight. He was called Shaman Kokakori with the rank of Marquis.

“What’s going on? Why did a high rank Shaman come over?”

“I don’t know.”

After seeing such a high rank NPC, the crowd became nervous.

Kokakori walked over to Nie Yan. The several Angel Corps players couldn’t help but glance over, anxious expressions on their face.

“Great Prophet Nirvana Flame, you honour us with your presence.” Kokakori bowed respectfully.

One could hear a pin drop. Everyone looked at Nie Yan with a look of disbelief. It was actually Nirvana Flame? Many people thought they had heard wrong. Seeing Kokakori behaving so respectfully, only then did they realize they weren’t mistaken.

“Great Prophet? Damn! What kind of title is that? It’s actually higher than this Shaman’s!? Is it on the same level as a Duke?”

The players whispered among themselves. Everyone already knew about Nie Yan becoming a Great Prophet, but no one knew what kind of title this was. It was only after Kokakori bowed to Nie Yan that they understood its significance. It turned out this title’s rank was shockingly high.

Before, people only had a vague impression of the Great Prophet title. But from now on, its importance was burned into their minds.

They waited to see how things would play out. The faces of the Angel Corps players instantly paled as their minds went blank. They didn’t expect for a second the player they provoked was the one person no one could provoke inside the game, Nirvana Flame! Seeing Kokakori’s bearing, they understood how screwed they were.

Even Top Dog was shocked out of his wits. He stuttered, “Bro-brother, you-you’re actually Mad Rogue Nirvana Flame?!”

He didn’t dare to believe his eyes, rubbing them multiple times.

Nie Yan nodded with a smile. “In the flesh.”

Who could’ve expected that the person who stepped forward to help him out was the undefeated legend and guild leader of Asskickers United, Nirvana Flame!? Top Dog felt honoured. This incident would definitely become an unforgettable memory for him. He quickly saved the clip of the last few minutes. Later, he could show off to his friends, the story of how he’d met Nirvana Flame and even sold medicinal herbs to him!

As they spoke, the guards moved to surround the players from Angel Corps, causing them to feel more and more alarmed.

“Great Prophet, according to the laws of the Satreen Empire, for assaulting someone of your position, you may choose how to deal with them as you see fit,” Kokakori spoke the verdict. He awaited Nie Yan’s reply.

“What is the maximum prison sentence for this crime?” Nie Yan asked. Throwing these people into jail would be better than simply killing them.

“Three days,” Kokakori replied.

“Three days it is.”

“Understood, Great Prophet. Your benevolence is admirable.”

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