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- (vii¡¯)
It feels like a dream. I have no sense of the reality around me.
The new boots that had just been stolen were stained with the stench of sewerage. [bsp; The East Coast Guild itself is not located in the sewer, but the main entrance and exit must be through the sewer. It is like deliberately making things difficult.
Although the shop has protective magic, there are no apprentices guarding it at all. It's just a show.
But this kind of performance is enough to convince the examiner of the East Coast Thieves Guild.
"Remember, if the guild arranges work, you can refuse, but at least one thing must be completed every month. The code words will be changed from time to time."
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? took the scroll of the Thieves¡¯ Symbol from Phase Port from the hands of the hunched-backed Eastern man wearing a small yellow hat.
The yellow headdress and paper scrolls all seem to be symbols of an Eastern monotheistic religion.
The above are all symbols that can be drawn in just a few strokes, like radicals of Chinese characters, fully taking into account the needs of illiterate readers.
¡°Let them teach you the guild code words, outsiders.¡±
"I am a member of Baisi."
"Besides, shouldn't magicians directly obtain advanced qualifications?"
The three girls who came with him were arguing, but the Easterners didn't even bother to raise their heads.
"Without a badge certified by the Mage Association, the guild cannot register for advanced qualifications. Are you planning to offend the Mage Association, ah?"
The hunchbacked middle-aged man knocked on the table with the identification staff in his hand.
Although they were unwilling to do so, several people still exited the room obediently.
The Oriental is the collector and appraiser of stolen goods in the guild, so it would be unwise to offend him.
Although it is only a quasi-legal organization, the Thieves Guild is really busy.
After walking around under the leadership of three new friends, I have initially grasped its structure.
Protection fee branch, patrol branch, intelligence branch, stolen goods sale branch, discipline enforcement branch, theft branch, bandit branch, fraud branch, pornography branch
¡°These are jobs that instinctively arouse hostility.
I feel like I shouldn¡¯t be doing these evil jobs.
Various suspicious persons come and go between different rooms and different sewer entrances and exits.
Even a conservative estimate shows that as the underground guild organization in the largest city in Entre, the East Coast branch of the Thieves Guild has at least several hundred members.
From time to time, people openly wearing black guild armbands can be seen walking through the corridors.
Seeing these people, the female thieves carefully put away the disdain on their faces.
"He openly wears armbands. Does that bastard really think he is an army member?"
"I heard that the West Coast Guild has expanded to two thousand apprentices without authorization."
"They seem to have reached an understanding with the people in power in the city council and the police."
Even if they are thieves, the three female companions can't help but chatter all the time, just like normal teenage girls
But then again, what is ¡°normal¡±?
Does the so-called "normal" in her mind really exist?
Still can¡¯t think of anything. Although his knowledge and analytical skills are unusually sufficient, he has no memory at all.
"Speaking of which, I didn't see the magic branch."
"Of course not. There are thousands of people in the guild, but there are only a few mages with badges."
"A mage with an upright background can join politics, join the Mage Association, start a business, join the army Who wants to do something illegal?"
"Ah, sorry, I didn't mean you, Bai Si."
Although it is a center of crime, it is also a gathering place for people who have been abandoned by the civilized world.
A sudden impulse came to my mind.
"Then do you think that if I want to engage in the main business of 'teaching magic to members of the association', does it comply with the guild rules?"
"There is no prohibition on this, but it is impossible for everyone to afford it. Doesn't it take several years and thousands of tuition fees to train a mage?"
"We won't charge that much. Do you know there is something called a 'magic net'?"
"I seem to have heard a wizard teaching magic on the street call me"
"It's something that can make it easier for everyone to learn magic - no, it should be said to be something that teaches everyone how to learn magic."
If you are not satisfied with your job, just create a new job of your own.
She didn't realize thisThe idea is so advanced in this era.
(vii)
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The afternoon of October 20, 1666
Interrepublic Phase Port
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After fighting for most of the day, the gunfire in the city gradually became sparse.
The stones in the port were covered with dots of red spots, as if there had been a rain of blood.
The victor¡¯s auxiliary team dragged away the corpse, and the military mage led the seawater to wash away the blood. The staff established their own headquarters in the warehouse group at the dock.
A mountain of supplies was transported from the city to the dock and piled up in the temporary headquarters of the National Military Police Regiment.
The khaki document paper exuding the scent of new ink is piled on the crates, and the military map of Phase Port is spread out in the center of the warehouse. Handymen and longshoremen obediently carried the seemingly endless amount of loot under the supervision of soldiers.
These are the assets plundered from the wealthy merchants who started the rebellion. Due to the hasty preparations for this rebellion, the rebels did not even bother to transfer assets. The supervisors of many stores, workshops, and warehouses did not know that their bosses had betrayed the free nations, and they ushered in a heavily armed army to receive them.
A young major wearing a one-sleeved red military uniform rode a newly captured horse and led the Guards Cavalry back from the front line. Because he personally led the troops to break through the enemy's formation, his body was also spattered with a lot of blood, exuding an inaccessible smell.
The young military police major led the guards into the warehouse, and the newly selected staff officers read the latest battle report a little awkwardly.
"Forty-six people were killed, missing, and 41 injured in the Qiang Operation Battalion. Nineteen people were killed or missing in the Iron Guard Battalion, and 140 were injured."
Naimen selected soldiers from the supplementary second lieutenants who had read officer preparatory courses and had knowledge of the battlefield. Together with those outstanding frontline officers, he formed his own staff. The number was far larger than the size of a gendarmerie regiment.
There are about thirty male staff officers and about ten female staff officers. Not to mention the National Military Police Regiment, which has only 2,000 people, these people are barely enough to command a Freedom Division with a full strength of 10,000 or 20,000 people. About half of the people are now staying at the headquarters, and the rest are coordinating the war between the companies on the front line.
"There were six company-level or above-scale battles. More than 600 enemies were killed and more than 1,700 were captured. It is estimated that more than 3,000 people were defeated and fled. The remaining enemies are holding on to their mansions and resisting."
Listening to this report, fear appeared on the faces of the surrounding Hong Kong wealthy businessmen. In order to ensure safety and prevent them from leaking information privately, Naimen put these people under house arrest in his headquarters - of course, there was also an element of showing off force.
There were only two battalions in total with less than 2,000 troops, but they defeated more than 5,000 private soldiers of wealthy merchants with less than 300 casualties. From the beginning of the landing battle, to sweeps, encounters, street battles, and sieges, this army seemed to be able to quickly find a way to restore the hall to its original state with the help of Anne's memory bank.
"Third, if Anne disappears as a person, or even leaves the phase port forced or voluntarily, I will track all routes starting from here. I know that in Italy and Asia, the Murrayman Yellow Turban Kingdom, and the Xian Keti Kingdom They all have large-scale slave trade and mercenary business. If a girl like Anne loses her memory, she is likely to be deceived or even trafficked, or she may be able to fight her way out on her own."
He stopped in front of the stables and took one last look back at the lighthouse.
"I believe that a person who can build such a building will not easily disappear from this world even if he only has an unconscious body and loses his memory. I will find her. No matter what she becomes , I will also find her."
Naimen got on his horse and rushed back to his headquarters.
"I may need the help of pure gold no, even the entire phase port, the entire Intere Republic. If necessary, I will build a force sufficient to investigate and control every port she may go to on the route. Power. Power enough to control the entire route. I vowed to build a future she wants. Then start by finding her."
Riding on her horse, Lesa Helmont couldn't help but feel a shiver.
The boy riding in front of her didn't seem to be hit at all. The evening sun hit him, casting long shadows.
Perhaps, no matter what kind of pressure, it will never hit this person again, she thought.
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