Chapter Twenty-Five: This Is the Smell of Conspiracy
Griffith: They waited a while to break free from the scum. If Griffith hadn't stopped him, the embarrassed Lana and Murat would have chopped Geros, who had been hammered and full of broken teeth, to pulp on the spot.
"We're going to find out what he knows," Griffith said, "and how our whereabouts could be known to a street thug." ”
"It's no ordinary street thug," Sonia watched as the white condensation turned into powder in front of her eyes, "This should be an extraordinary ability that can be embodied unique to the Monster Path Sequence 9 demihumans. The abilities of each path and each sequence are very different, and you will have the opportunity to master other powers after you are promoted. ”
"This ability should be rare on the battlefield," Fiona patted Lana on the shoulder, "It is said to be not uncommon in the city, and it is an instantaneous ability that is very suitable for small-scale battles, unlike magic, which can be disturbed. ”
"The types of extraordinary abilities are very different, and the number of abilities that each extraordinary person can master is limited, unlike magic, which can be standardized to learn and train, and it is not controllable," Ishus, who had already woken up from his coma, "is actually not a big deal. ”
"Have you recovered your memories?" asked Sonia curiously.
"Well, memories, well," Ishus nodded,
"Of course. ”
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"So, a thug named Geros somehow learned about the whereabouts of the viscount and the young lady, and attacked you there?, and the three armored cavalry couldn't beat an unofficial extraordinary?" the black-clad investigator sat in front of Griffith and said with a stern face, "Do you think we'll believe it?"
The Bayerland police came several times over the course of two days to inquire about the attack and to assure the Earls Court that the Cook gang would be immediately searched. Professional police stations have been set up in the cities and most towns of the kingdom to replace the city defense and security forces to fight crime. In addition, the royal family has also established the Central Bureau of Investigation to detect and combat crimes across regions and within the royal domain.
The Central Bureau of Investigation and the police department have a lot of money, and while they are not as powerful as the Army system, they also have a large number of people, equipment, and intelligence support, as well as exclusive extraordinaires. With their involvement, Griffith does not need and cannot intervene in the Cook gangster case.
Not only do they not have to meddle, but they are also subject to severe questioning and investigation. The first suspicion of the investigators and the police when they learned of the case was the three of them, suspecting that some of them were running around with the gang.
"Geros's abilities are very distinctive, and although he is not very strong, he is able to concretize extraordinary characteristics," Griffith said honestly, "very unexpectedly. ”
The investigator looked at him with an indescribable gaze for a few seconds before he said, "You can leave, and if you have anything to report before the next investigation, contact us through the messenger at Earl's Court." ”
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My experience in the past two months has been really wonderful~
First, the daughter of the elven archon was attacked, and now that I think about it, although the power of the attack was not great, Isis, a weak mage apprentice, was able to circumvent the elven prophecy and divination, and set traps with goblins and living corpses, so that Galadia and her family were not prepared in advance. What good could Isis do by hunting Galadia, and was Rudias, whom he had followed, complicit in him?
Then the Earl's daughter and her friends' private plans for going out were leaked out again. Except for the six people present, no one else should have known the plan of the trip in advance, who leaked the secret? I am not a traitor, am Lana and Murat traitors? I can't think of you two with thick eyebrows and big eyes......
The most unreasonable thing is, why am I being involved? I'm just an ordinary person!
Sonya's attack can be said that I can't avoid it, so what happened to Galadia and I when we met?
Griffith used charcoal to lay down the items that came to his mind on paper, trying to find the relationships and connections involved. However, these fragmentary facts and clues cannot be connected together.
Nor can I explain why I was caught up in these events and conspiracies...... What a coincidence, this is the smell of conspiracy.
Griffith grew more and more confused, missing information and cryptic clues wrapped around him like a spider's web, and he couldn't escape in either direction.
Wait a minute! Is it because?
No, no, is this possible?
However, it seems that only this can be explained!
A lightning thought crossed Griffith's mind, sending chills down his spine.
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Two years after leaving the non-commissioned officer school, Griffith's education continued on the front line, but it was still not comparable to formal education. In the aftermath of the attack, he spent most of his day studying in the Larmour's library to prepare for his studies soon after.
Not long after the investigators left, Griffith had just returned to the library and sat down, when Captain Heinz summoned him to his office and asked him to give a detailed account of the events of the previous day.
As soon as Griffey finished his debriefing, a sergeant knocked on the door and said to Superintendent Heinz, "Your Excellency, the Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Capital Region has summoned you to Tassok Street in the lower part of the city. ”
"Oh, what else?" said the Commander of the Armored Cavalry, who stood up with some strange oddity, picked up his hat and coat, and walked out.
"The Deputy Commander-in-Chief has ordered the nearest Huttolar squad to be mobilized to go with them," replied the sergeant, "the gang that attacked the Viscount, Miss Lamour, and Miss Charon has been found, and is being surrounded by the police and the city guards on Tasok Street. ”
Found it!, Griffiths perked.
Director Heinz turned his head, looked at the midshipman who was wearing only his regular coat, and said:
"Go to the arsenal and borrow a set of iron armor and weapons, and come with me. ”
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By the time Griffith and the others arrived at the scene, Tassock Street was surrounded by three floors inside and three stories outside.
Armed wagons guarded the intersections, and on them were prostrate royal police officers armed with strong crossbows. At the mouth of the sewer manhole in the distance, the officers had already pried up the iron lid and sent people to block it.
A yellow-armored city defense officer was pointing to a map by the carriage and dispatching reinforcements to various locations. When he found out that Captain Heinz had brought Griffith over, he immediately stood up and saluted.
"I'm Regional Commander Cody. The gangsters were stationed in the sewers, and we blocked the sewer exits in the neighborhood, but we weren't sure how long we could trap them," said the officer in charge of the scene, "The gangsters have hired a fallen mage from somewhere, and they have taken a passing baroness hostage, and they have just been married. The families of the two had already come to the scene and were very unhappy with our slow progress.
"The situation on the ground is very complicated. Our soldiers were ambushed from all sides in the dark sewers and were powerless to fight back. So we consulted with our superiors, hoping to get reinforcements from the knights. ”
The debriefing commander looked around, and the five Shultolrals were getting their equipment and weapons in order.
"If it's a knight or a grand knight...... Commander Cody thought for a moment, but still mustered up the courage to say what he thought, "I noticed that the attendees were all cadet knights from various families, and they were not able to deal with fallen mages. ”
"I understand, Commander Cody," Heinz Wilhelm, the commander of the armored cavalry, has dressed up, "if these young men are not able to fight the rats in the sewers, it proves that they are not qualified for further cultivation in the kingdom." When they fail, you'll see the knights come into play. ”
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Griffith soon joined up with the other four members of his makeshift squad. The leader is a tall blonde girl with a bright and vivid appearance.
She was dressed in silver fine iron armor and could still show attractive curves, and her eyes were blue and bright red, which was gorgeous and eye-catching.
"Hello, I'm Ophelia von Ishthal, the second-level squad leader of the 501st Wing of the Assault Cavalry, specializing in reconnaissance, shooting, and close combat," said the heterogeneous Shuttorial, waving his hand to the side, pointing to a blonde man with a calm temperament, "This is Wolfgang Midianmayer, a heavy infantryman. ”
The other two were Murat and Lana, whom Griffith already knew. When they saw that their companions had reported their specializations, they both spoke.
"Heavy infantry Murat. ”
"Fat cavalry Lana, white-bladed assault. ”
Griffith struck his breastplate with his right hand and said to his companions in the makeshift team:
"Griffith Blanton, Squad Leader II of the 502nd Wing, Lancers. ”
"Well, we're neighbors in the Eastern Battlefield~" Ophelia nodded, "Lancer, then you'll be the first to go?"
"No, I'll be the first, Griffith will follow me," Murat patted his shield in his hand, "the attacks on the city defenses that went down before were all hidden arrows in the shadows. I'll resist it. ”
"Behind that Griffith is me and Ranna," Ophelia nodded, "Midianmayer, finally, bring your shovel." If the sewer collapses, I hope to get out as soon as possible. ”
The five Shotolars, fully armed, stepped into the dark, damp sewers.
Murat at the front held a large rectangular infantry shield, and the whole person hid behind the shield. The second and fourth warriors who followed behind were on the right and left, with Ophelia in the center with a strongbow. At the end of the squad, a heavily armored Midianmaia is armed with a steel axe and a shovel and shovel behind his back.
This is a standard Shotolar tactical squad. They use this configuration when they engage in jungle warfare or street battles on the borders of the kingdom, and can hold out until reinforcements arrive, even if they are attacked and ambushed by enemies many times their size.
Griffith, armed with a short gun, followed Murat lightly. In a narrow area like a sewer, the short gun is inconvenient to wield but still very useful.
Faint rays of light pierced through the gaps or holes overhead, spilling onto the silver iron armor. The Shultolars carried two torches, one deep and one shallow, and carefully advanced in the darkness.
"Bell!" a feathered arrow shot from the darkness towards the torch, shattering Murat's shield.
"Be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another feathered arrow flew and swept past Murat's helmet with a "whoosh" past Griffith's head.
The Shuttals swooped down in the direction where the feathered arrows were coming. Ophelia pulled her bowstring and shot an arrow into the shadows.
Her arrow illuminated the slippery walls of the sewers with a silvery-white glow. Griffith followed the light and saw two men with frightened faces winding the crossbow in their hands.
The silvery-white light was fleeting, and Lana drew a throwing knife and threw it at it. The closest enemy fell to the ground with a scream, and his companion lost his crossbow in a panic and fled.
Ophelia opened her bow and shot an arrow, and there was a thud in the darkness, followed by a wail of pain and paddling.
Griffith rushed up and stomped his spear on the back of the enemy he had been shot, "Surrender or die." ”
"Woo——," The thug who was caught shouted twice with sewage all over his mouth, and was pulled up.
"Don't kill me, I'm just doing chores!" the thug cried out despite the pain, "Boss Cook said that if we delay here for three hours, we can cut through the wall and escape." ”
"How many of you are there?" asked Griffith, "are there any armor?"
"There were less than 50 people, most of them had gone to dig into the wall," the thug said bitterly, "Boss Cook has a chain mail. ”
"What else?"
"No, it's gone!"
In the dim light, the thugs stared wide-eyed at the trainee knights in full armor in the firelight. The air was suddenly silent.
Griffith drew the dagger from his waist and slashed upwards into the thug's right hand.
"Ahhh But the rest of the Shultolars were all indifferent, either watching him silently or watching out of their own eyes.
"Go on. Griffith spat out two emotionless words from behind his sturdy visor.
"Mage, we have a mage who can freeze water like a spear," the thug roared, "I don't know much! ”
"Are there any traps?"
"There are groups of men with bows and arrows and spears!"
"What else do you know?"
"No, I really don't know anything else!"
"Well, he's not lying," Ophelia whispered, "and it seems he doesn't know much more. ”
"Oh, how do you know?" Griffiths glanced at his fellow masked and snapped the thug's neck, "So be it for now, let's move on." ”
"Hey, don't you take prisoners?" Ophelia complained.
"He tried to hide his information. ”
"Then there is no need to be so simple, we have returned to Bayeran, if we still kill people like dogs before, what will the good citizens of Bayeran think of us!" Ophelia waved her hand, "Forget it, there is no one to escort him back now." But you'll have to talk to us next time you kill a captive. ”
"Well, no problem," Griffith wiped the dagger from his thug's clothes and thrust it back into the scabbard at his waist, "You have a point, but I didn't think it through. ”
Having solved this problem, the Shitolals continued as if nothing had happened. Not only is the sewer dimly lit, but the road is winding and undirectional.