Renstadt, in a dark street.
Two sneaky little men were carrying a heavy object and moving quickly. Suddenly, several figures rushed out from the corner and each of them grabbed one of their hands and pressed them to the ground.
Clang! The heavy object fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"The black dogs of Granling Street!" One of the men blurted out in shock and anger.
Slap! His face was fiercely slapped. A man wearing a black uniform walked out from the darkness and squatted in front of him. "Please call us Mr. Police."
Since the Kingdom of Holm Police Headquarters was located in Granling Street in the administrative district, gangsters, criminals, and some citizens used Granling Street as the name of the police headquarters.
The slap woke the man up and he said fearfully, "Yes, Mr. Police."
It was said that the black dogs of Granling Street had a unique apprentice-level alchemy item on them. Being hit by it was like being electrocuted, causing a long period of numbness and pain. Therefore, it was better not to be stubborn when facing these black dogs.
"You were caught red-handed stealing the manhole cover. The evidence is conclusive, and you will be sent to the municipal court for trial. Hmm, the crime of endangering public safety by dangerous means. If nothing goes wrong, you will spend the rest of your life happily in the mines. Of course, if you are willing to become the experiment subject of a certain Mr. Magician, you may be able to return to Renstadt in a year." The senior police officer patted the face of the thief.
The thief was stunned. "The crime of endangering public safety by dangerous means … Mr. Police, what crime is this? We, we only stole the manhole cover and sold it for money!"
This long list of names sounded very terrifying. Clearly, it was a serious crime.
"Hey, I told you bastards to listen to the Voice of Kingdom of Holm and other radio stations. Pay attention to the latest laws and regulations. The crime of endangering public safety by dangerous means was added to the Kingdom's Code of Law last month. The specific meaning is … in this day and age, thieves who don't know how to listen to the radio will be eliminated sooner or later!" The senior police officer stood up straight.
It was a crime that Natasha specifically proposed when the Parliament of Nobles was discussing the Regulations on Aircraft Management and the Road Safety Regulations, in case someone intentionally used aircraft disasters or car accidents to achieve the purpose of murder.
"We, we only stole the manhole cover …" The two small thieves looked as if they were about to cry. How terrible would it be to spend the rest of their lives in the mines?
As for reducing their crime by becoming a magician's experimental subject, they had never even thought about it. Perhaps it was even worse than death!
The senior detective snorted. "You stole the manhole cover and let a large number of citizens fall into it. Isn't that 'endangering public safety by dangerous means'? Repent after you go to the mine!"
"No, Mr. Policeman, please forgive us. If we knew about this crime, we wouldn't have dared to do such a thing."
"Mr. Policeman, I, I have important information!"
The two small Bandits scrambled to speak.
The senior detective nodded in satisfaction and said to the police officers, "Take them back and interrogate them. Give me the recorded statements first."
Seeing that the two small Bandits were taken away in tears, one of the police officers nearby said obsequiously, "Boss, you're really good. They gave you important information by scaring them."
"It's their fault for not listening to the broadcast. To be honest, I really want to put the crime on them. F * ck, they made me fall down in public this morning!" The senior detective said angrily.
No wonder the boss was limping today. He almost fell into the sewer … The police officer did not dare to say anything.
The senior detective said to the other police officers, "Put the manhole cover back and lock it up in case it's stolen again before dawn. Sigh. How can we do such a trivial thing? We don't have enough hands! Do we still need to follow up on other cases? A special department should be established for this kind of thing. "
The rest of the police officers worked together to put the manhole cover back where it was. At this moment, one of them suddenly had an idea. "Did anyone fall down when we surrounded the two Bandits just now?"
"How is that possible? It's already late at night! And we were only away from this place for a few minutes. " The police officer who flattered the senior detective earlier was not worried at all. Then he took out a bottle of apprentice-level alchemy potion and poured it into the gap of the manhole cover. In this way, the manhole cover would be firmly stuck in the cold tonight and would slowly melt during the day.
This was their temporary solution to similar incidents, a method created by a sorcerer.
After everything was done, the police officers who were in a hurry to return to Grand Street quickly left.
Not long after, the manhole cover suddenly made a series of "dong" sounds. However, with the help of the special alchemy potion, the manhole cover did not move at all.
In the dark sewer, Nasdell felt his blood rushing to his head. What the hell was wrong with Renstadt? Why did he dig a hole in the middle of the street? His body was covered in blood, and he could not even control his own body!
Anger, frustration, and shock surged in his heart, making him want to transform into a werewolf and punch the manhole cover away.
"Calm down, calm down. I can't expose my identity as a werewolf, or I can't complete the prince's task," Nasdell said to himself over and over again in his mind.
Finally, he controlled his anger and took a deep breath in satisfaction. However, he almost vomited because of the disgusting smell.
"I'm a calm and wise werewolf that the prince values. I can't be like those reckless guys!" He said to himself again and then staggered to the other direction of the sewer with the help of his powerful self-healing ability.
After a while, another angry roar came from the sewer, "Bastard! It's stuck here too!"
"Damn it! What the hell is Renstadt thinking?!"
After walking for a long time, when Nasdell felt that he could not control himself anymore, the cover of the manhole finally stopped sticking to him.
He opened the manhole cover and climbed out. He took a deep breath of the cold air and felt that this was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted in his life.
Even an adult werewolf would feel exhausted after experiencing such a series of events. Therefore, he walked to an abandoned house nearby and sat down with his back against the wall. He breathed heavily and tried to heal his body.
His injuries from falling into the sewer had healed, but the pain from the electric shock made his body slow down. He could only wait for the sequela to disappear.
"There are good things about Renstadt, but there are also dangerous things. They set up lightning magic circles everywhere without any safety precautions, and they dug a hole in the middle of the street …" Nasdell still did not want to admit that he did not know how to use electricity safely. He thought that it was because the sorcerers were too hasty.
The night was dark and quiet. Nasdell felt that he was calming down, and his wounds were recovering quickly. "But these are just interludes. I'm out of danger now. Everything will be fine again."
As soon as the thought came to his mind, his natural instinct told him that he was in great danger. Without thinking, he rushed forward.
However, his body had not fully recovered yet. The sequela of the electric shock was still affecting him, so he was a bit slow.
Boom!
The abandoned house behind him exploded violently and collapsed completely.
"Are the people of Renstadt out of their minds? Why did they blow up their own house without any warning? "
Nasdell did not expect that the house behind him would suddenly explode. If it was aimed at him, he would have noticed it a long time ago.
Boom!
The blast wave hit Nasdell hard. Walls, bricks, dust, and other things were all "drowned" in the air.
"Why … Why …"
On the other side of the street, a group of people were watching the explosion.
"Sir, the new alchemical explosives provided by the sorcerers are very effective." Seeing the houses collapsing one after another, an ordinary man with brown hair said to the middle-aged man in front of him in excitement.
"Very good. We don't have to do any demolition work. I believe that we can widen the street here very soon and build a comfortable new residential area in Renstadt." The director nodded in satisfaction. His boss's trip to Allyn to buy the new alchemical explosives and asked a sorcerer who specialized in explosives to tell him where to place them.
Seeing that the director was in a good mood, the ordinary man beside him asked out of curiosity, "Sir, why do we have to demolish it in the middle of the night? Aren't we afraid that we will disturb the sleep of the people nearby?"
"Then why don't we block this road during the day? This is a street that leads directly to the city gate. Countless goods enter the market from here. Which is more important, the rich people or the ordinary people? Hurry up and get those lazy fellows moving. Clear the streets before dawn! "The supervisor ordered loudly.
A large group of workers started to work. The ordinary man looked around worriedly, "Sir, we didn't check if there was anyone inside before the explosion …"
"How could there be anyone inside? We have blocked all sides and used magic crystal lamps as warning signs. Who would be stupid enough to break in? Also, all the intersections are guarded by our people. Unless he can fly or dig into the ground! "The director said angrily.
…
In the morning, Ali left his rented house and walked through a busy street to the noble district.
"The demolition explosion last night was truly terrifying …" He remarked as he walked.
The notice for the demolition work had been posted in advance. Therefore, he, who could read, knew very well what the explosion last night was about.
Near the entrance of the noble district was a monastery, but it had been transformed into a school. Now and then, the sound of reading could be heard. Also, delicate and glamorous wagons were coming from the noble district nonstop and drove directly into the school.
"Mills School, Qining Street, Noble District, Renstadt, Grade Two, Class One, Jane …" Ali looked at the school from afar and read the contact of his pen pal.
In the second year after the establishment of the generic school, the nobles decided to imitate it and build a special school for nobles. They could not allow their children of noble blood to study together with ordinary people. Whether they liked it or not, they had to admit that such a way of studying together could stimulate their children's enthusiasm for learning more than the separate home education. Also, such an environment could help establish connections at a young age and establish a considerable social circle before they reached adulthood.
Looking at the noble's carriages and alchemical cars driving into the school, as well as the aircraft of different models flying over from the sky, Ali deeply felt the gap and the invisible wall between the two of them.
He sighed and turned around to leave like many days before. He had mixed feelings. There was inferiority, dissatisfaction, frustration, pain as if he had been pricked by needles, and a strong desire that came from it.
Walking and walking, he walked to the neighborhood where the demolition took place last night. Then, he heard a strange whimper.
"Huh?" Ali looked in the direction of the sound and found a big dog lying in the grass. Its eyes were closed, and its silver-gray fur was covered in blood and dust.
"This dog really looks like a wolf …" Ali remarked with mixed feelings. He knew from books that there was indeed a kind of dog that looked like a wolf.
Out of kindness, Ali walked over and found many wounds on the dog. So, he smiled. "You're lucky that you met me."
He had learned how to bandage during his temporary work in the hospital of the Congress of Magic. Therefore, he struggled to bring the groaning dog home and wrapped it up like a mummy.
After a while, he saw that the dog woke up and stared at the front with two lines of tears running out of its eyes.
"Crying? Crying?" It was the first time that Ali had encountered such a thing. So, he comforted the dog as if he were talking to a human being. "It'll be fine. Hehe. Don't thank me. Don't be touched. We'll all be fine in Renstadt."
Hearing the word "Renstadt", the dog cried even harder.
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