Extraordinary in Reality Through Magic Games

496: Chapter 476 Purge the Internal Areas and Clean Up the SurroundingsWhen Zhang Mu rushed from the royal capital to the Ninth Legion’s station on the eastern border and abruptly appeared before the Ninth Legion Commander, the commander nearly thought he was being attacked by an enemy High-tier Professional.

It wasn’t his fault for subconsciously imagining Zhang Mu as an enemy.

The Ninth Legion Commander had never met Zhang Mu since joining the army; he had always followed the great legions in their southern and northern campaigns. After being promoted to Legion Commander, he was assigned by Domit to handle various military affairs in the Eastern Border, missing the military parade—the only opportunity for close contact.

Naturally, he was also unaware of the elusive nature of Zhang Mu’s Shadow Technique.

Furthermore, the Ninth Legion Commander had recently utilized a Grand Duke and another Saint-level to deal a heavy blow to the harassment from High-tier Professionals of various Kingdoms outside the eastern border.

They had suffered heavy losses and had long since held a grudge against him, claiming they would soon send a Saint-level squad to take the Ninth Legion Commander’s head.

Staying in his tent, a person suddenly appeared with a scrutinizing gaze, as if calculating how to dismember him. It was inevitable for the Ninth Legion Commander to associate him with the Saint-levels dispatched by the various Kingdoms—Zhang Mu was simply curious as to why the Ninth Legion Commander’s style was so different from the other Legion Commanders.

In the end, the misunderstanding was not cleared up by Zhang Mu revealing his identity.

Zhang Mu rarely appeared before Lake’s Soldiers or Legion Commanders, so the people were not familiar enough with him. Domit, worried that his subordinates might offend the Marshal, had described Zhang Mu’s appearance, speech, and behavioral characteristics to everyone in detail.

The Ninth Legion Commander glanced at Zhang Mu’s hands behind his back and his clothes, which were vastly different in style from the various Kingdoms on the continent, and asked tentatively, ”Lord Marshal?”

”Oh? You shouldn’t have seen me before, right?”

”Greetings, Lord Marshal.” The Ninth Legion Commander quickly walked around the side of the wooden desk to the front of Zhang Mu, knelt on one knee in salute, and then explained, ”Lord Domit described your... image.”

”In that case, Domit must have also mentioned that I don’t much care for empty formalities?”

”Yes.”

”Then what are you standing there for? Get up.”

Happily sitting behind the Ninth Legion Commander’s desk, Zhang Mu asked if he knew the purpose of his visit. The Ninth Legion Commander shook his head, indicating he did not.

Zhang Mu smiled and said, ”I heard you are cold-blooded in your military discipline. Is that true?”

The Ninth Legion Commander lowered his head slightly. ”Lord Marshal, my cold-bloodedness is only for the enemy.”

”Hahaha—interesting.” Zhang Mu stopped laughing and studied his expression. ”I have a job for you. I’m not forcing you to take it, but if you do, you must do it well for me.”

The Ninth Legion Commander seemed a bit unable to understand the meaning of ”job,” and only after a moment of thought did he realize it referred to work. ”Lord Marshal, please give your orders. This subordinate will do his utmost to complete it.”

”Don’t be so quick to agree. First, listen to what the job is.” Zhang Mu sat up straight, his expression becoming solemn. ”I plan to purge a batch of the Kingdom’s nobles. Um... the very thorough kind.

Probably... in the end, not a single noble will be left.”

The Ninth Legion Commander’s pupils constricted. ”Not a single one left?”

”Correct, regardless of whether the noble themselves is good or bad.”

Zhang Mu knew that for the vast majority of the noble class, hanging them a hundred times wouldn’t be enough. However, there were always outliers in The World—individual kind-hearted nobles who treated their subjects with mercy and truly never violated the Kingdom’s laws. This was an understandable phenomenon.

However, Zhang Mu also knew that a class does not lose its natural exploitative nature because of the good deeds of an individual.

Unfortunately, Zhang Mu didn’t have the leisure to explain this to the Ninth Legion Commander, and he didn’t care if others considered him brutal or bloodthirsty. He wanted someone who could carry out his will; otherwise, that last bit of clarification wouldn’t have been necessary.