Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 181: Sealed City

To be honest, Claude would love to follow this team to see how they hunt down those two so-called magicians from Higros, who, after all, are far more famous on the Farea continent, the evil representative, the heroine of the novel villains. Now it's very rare to see two live jumps, which inevitably aroused Claude's curiosity.

It's just that the SWAT captain didn't give Claude the chance, and he ordered his men to take the skinny guys and five other gangsters back for questioning to see if what they said was true. At the same time, he was instructed to send Claude back to the tavern, and from the fact that he had not revealed his name to Claude, he did not mean to cross with Claude.

Send Claude back. One is polite. Apologize for the mistake you made. Second, it may also include the meaning of monitoring and investigative implementation. Although Claude's conscription order, laissez-passer and identification documents were checked, and Claude's references to Mrs. Maria and Chief Felidos were consistent with the facts, the captain nevertheless instructed his men to go to the tavern to find out more about Claude.

The generous bat-shaped silk robe masked the modified gun hanging from the back of the SWAT crew, and Claude suddenly figured out why the SWAT was using this strange outfit as a uniform. This way they walk down the street, which is noticeable and looks like an underground gang, but at least much stronger than they get panicked going down the street with a modified gun. Even in unfamiliar places, local rogues and hooligans retreat because of their strange and mysterious outfits, which reduces their chances of a lot of trouble and conflict.

“Hello, my name is Ricolette. Dorum.” When the Secret Service men took the skinny five gangsters away, the one left behind, the one who looked at the three gangsters on the ground, complained to his captain that the ugly black man in the black silk robe was a friendly introduction to Claude.

And Claude nodded to him, “I'm Claude. Fields, nice to meet you. ”

And then Claude suddenly found out that the captain of the Secret Service had let this Ricolet stay and give him away, most likely because he was disgusted with his team. Because this Ricolette is not only familiar, it's also a flood, and this Ricolette's mouth hasn't shut from the dead end of the road to the Grand Scooter Tavern, and he's been talking, mostly bullshit.

But Claude also knows a lot of useful information from this crap. For example, the remodeled guns in the hands of the Secret Service team were customized by Wang Du's Gun Research Institute. The cost of a remodeled gun was very high, and there was no way to make supporting production. However, these are not problematic for the Special Forces, which have dedicated funds for the customization and retrofitting of firearms.

In addition, the special services of the Kingdom consist of eight special services teams of fifteen persons each, as well as a squadron of reservists, who are the exclusive instruments of the Kingdom for dealing with magicians. In addition to the two special services teams stationed in Wang Du to maintain order on a rotational basis, the remaining six special services teams were running around the kingdom in pursuit of proscribed magicians in the field and wanted magicians.

To a certain extent, the Secret Service can be considered the battle magician of the Kingdom of Orvillas, and the minimum requirement to be a member of the Secret Service is to possess a magical gift and learn all sorts of spells while remaining clean and loyal to the kingdom and the Sterling royal family. The selection of any other SWAT member begins at the age of thirteen or four, testing magic talents, attending specialized training schools and learning magic. After the age of eighteen, he became a reservist and, after repeated tests, became a full member of the SWAT.

Richter said he was an orphan of war, and that his mother lived with his aunt after she died of illness, when he was four years old. His father was a captain of the army, sacrificed in the Nubian mainland. He and his aunt lived on his father's pension. When he reached the age of thirteen, suddenly a number of people arrived. After testing him for his magical talent, he was enrolled in a special department school. After graduation, he became a reserve member of the special services team. The year before, he was selected as a full member of the team because of his outstanding performance due to the expansion of the SWAT team.

“Are you saying that these do not violate the special services' secrecy regulations?” Claude asked curiously.

“It's okay, these are all public secrets in the King, and anyone with a little connection can hear them.” Ricolette answered unmindful.

Claude thinks it's also true that Wang Du's special department is not a secret to those who have a heart, and that Ricolette and I just talked a little bit about who we are, the size of the SWAT team, which is really easy to hear. But the task they were carrying out, what magic he had learned at that specialized training school, was silent, and even Claude just mentioned his modified musket, and he just said it was powerful, not to mention the range of effective injuries.

Back at the Grand Scooter Tavern, Ricolet said to Claude that after dinner he needed to talk to Uncle Osk alone about something. Claude nodded and said he understood, then he paid for the best meal at the Grand Motorbike Tavern and went to pay the bill to return to his room.

As for what Uncle Ricklet and Uncle Osk have been talking about, Claude doesn't want to know, it should be about his situation in White Deer City. Claude is fortunate that he didn't reveal his magical secrets in front of the SWAT, otherwise, he really had no room for resistance in front of the SWAT's dozen modified guns.

Uncle Osk was finally drunk and held upstairs by the two carriers in the tavern. He still mumbled in his mouth. I still can't get down on you...

The two carriagers said that Uncle Osk and the man in the black robe spelled it out like this. Claude's curiosity went down to the second floor, went to the tavern lobby, and the tavern owner told him that the man in the black robe was gone, drank a lot of wine, but he still looked very sober and didn't feel drunk at all.

Claude had to take care of the drunk Uncle Osk for one night, which was good for Uncle Osk. There was no alcohol madness when I got drunk. I woke up twice in the middle of the night, drinking water once, and peeing once.

The next morning, Uncle Osk woke up late because they were supposed to leave at 8: 00, but it was about 10: 00 after Uncle Osk cleaned up and went downstairs for breakfast. I was just about to pack my bags and get ready to go. A few carriers came back scolding me and told everyone in the tavern not to get busy. Shiraki City closed the city today and no one was allowed to leave.

As soon as the news spread, a lot of carriers were yelling at each other in the tavern. For them, a day in Shiraki City meant that they did not have any income a day. Some of the ore shipments that had been arranged had to be changed, and it was not known whether the owners would find someone else to transport them.

But more carriers still want to get lucky at the gates of the city, and Uncle Osk and Claude are no exception. It was only at the gates that it was discovered that there was no possibility of accommodation. The gate was closed and a white horizontal line was drawn about 50 metres in front of the gate. Guard battalion soldiers guarding the gates of the city live ammunition, the fire rope is lit, anyone without permission can cross the line and the guard battalion soldiers can shoot, even the two small artillery guns above the city wall point the gun mouth in the city...

No one dared to hit the gate, so everyone went back to the trolley tavern. Uncle Osk continued to chat with a bunch of wagon carriers in the tavern lobby, and Claude went back to his room to make up his mind. When I came down for lunch, I realized it would be rumours. There have been dozens of versions of the rumors about why Shiraki City was sealed. One of the most exaggerated is said to be the only daughter of the Shiraki City Superintendent who was raped and killed. The Superintendent swore that if he didn't catch the murderer one day, he wouldn't open the city one day...

This is bullshit. People who can't get out of town are exasperating their anger. According to the owner of the tavern, Shiraki City is in his sixties. He has two sons and one daughter. The daughter is an aunt in her forties. She is fat as a barrel. Which blind horny thief would beat her up? There's no way that the woman who was raped and murdered could have been the one who didn't go looking for her. On the contrary, the thief is more likely to have died.

Claude didn't want to spend much time in the tavern lobby, he just advised Uncle Osk to drink less and go back to his room. The reason why White Wood City was sealed up was simply that the Secret Service was hunting down those two magicians from Higros Island, otherwise it would never have been possible to make such a big move. You know, Shiraki City lost a lot of money a day, and only the Special Forces from Wangdu had the ability to force Shiraki City Supervisor to cooperate with their actions.

In the evening, fierce gunfire and explosions struck the neighborhood east of White Wood City for about a decade. The news then came that two murderous fugitives were hiding in the neighborhood and engaged in an exchange of fire with the patrol that was after them. Those two criminals carried a lot of gunpowder, destroyed several houses and injured dozens of innocent residents as a result of the sudden and violent clashes, which fortunately have not yet been reported to have resulted in any casualties.

Claude knew very well that it was not the result of two so-called fugitives carrying gunpowder, but the damage caused by certain powerful spells. In this age of black powder as a gun-firing powder, the explosive power of powder, compared to uninventional explosives, is just pediatric, and it's simply not possible to blow up a three-story brick structure building all at once.

At around 8: 00 p.m., Secret Service Leclert came to the Grand Motorcycle Tavern to find Claude.

“You can leave tomorrow, starting tomorrow, White Wood City will no longer seal the city, and the captain asked me to tell you that the ten boxes of the highest quality white root powder you bought at the Dangerous Mining Company store have been approved and will be sent to the Normanly Forest Farm in White Deer City tomorrow.” Ricolette said.

Claude was so surprised: "I've already paid the bill. Why should I approve it? ”

Licklet cracked his mouth: “This is what the White Wood City Special Branch does, and anyone purchasing these precious materials will be investigated until they are deemed to have no problems. ”

“No,” Claude countered, "the store manager asked me yesterday if I was taking it away immediately, and if I didn't ask them to deliver it, I could take it without approval. ”

“Oh...” Ricklet shook his head with a smile: "You can take it from the store, but you can't take it out of Whitewood City. ”

Claude understands that this is a precautionary way for the Kingdom's special services to prevent these precious magic materials from falling into the hands of unregistered magicians and other uncontrolled magicians in the wild, and possibly against that semi-public underground magic market. If I took the ten boxes of white root powder yesterday, even if Shiraki City didn't seal the city today, I would definitely be sealed off by special department personnel at the gate of the city.