Hearing Clito's explanation, the old mage's face immediately went pale. Ignoring the cold sword tip still pressed against his throat, he reached his right hand straight toward the ring on his left index finger, intending to activate this magical item and flee at all costs.
In his view, rather than wait to be sentenced and die without hope, he might as well gamble on his luck. Even if he were killed now, as long as his corpse could be teleported to the designated place, he might still have a chance at resurrection.
Although resurrection was extremely difficult and the odds were slim, it was still better than staying here and waiting to die!
But as a mage who was not especially nimble, could he possibly have a chance to escape before Clito, an agility-focused legendary powerhouse?
Clearly, it was impossible.
Before his right hand could reach his left, Clito had already swept out a hand. In a movement too fast to see clearly, he stripped all four magic rings from the man's hands.
Then, before the old mage could say anything, Clito drove a fist into the back of his head and knocked out the suspect who had been trying to flee in desperation.
"Ah! Taking them alive is such a hassle!" After tying the man up with magical rope and stuffing him into a magic pet pouch originally meant for keeping magical pets, he shook his head and said helplessly, "It's still more satisfying when the white blade goes in and the red blade comes out—quick and easy."
Though he said that, he had no intention of dragging the mage back out to give him another stab. Instead, he made a circuit of the room, confirmed that there was only one suspect, and contacted the Void City police using