Capítulo 27: Second student?
The Bidu kingdom, near the capital city.
There was currently a blockade in all big and small roads going out of the city.
"I don't get it, why were told to only block this roads for an hour? If we don't find a trace of him in this period, the blame will still fall on us."
One of the armored soldiers overseeing the blockade asked his companion.
To which the other party rolled his eyes and responded:
"This is the imperial capital! Do you think the king would be happy with us blocking the roads to search for someone?"
"Even if the king turned a blind eye to us, what about the other powerful families and organizations? We are basically disrupting their businesses!"
"Even if the family we work for has some influence, it cannot be compared to the really powerful behemoths."
The person who asked the question was shocked.
"Then what did the person we are looking for do? The family patriarch is actually willing to offend so many people just to get a chance to capture him?"
"He can't stay in the city for long, there is a bounty on him circulating, and many people are looking for him."
"If he wants to escape, he would have to do so within this hour or he will definitely be caught!"
"Besides, it is probably more about what he has, rather than what he did… let's drop this topic before we get into trouble."
As they became silent, another person came in the direction of the blockade.
His face was muddy, his clothes had big holes in them, and he came with a very strong stench.
He rode his donkey up to an uncomfortably close distance to the guards and asked with an irritatingly loud and high pitched voice:
"What are you people doing here? Is this a robbery?"
"Bandits these days are really courageous! You actually dare to rob at the door of the capital city."
The guards gave him a look of disgust and disdain, and some even started throwing rocks at him.
"Did you rub feces on yourself? Why do you smell so bad? I can't stand it!"
"Shoo, get out of here, shitty vagrant."
"What could you possibly have us to rob from you?! Get out of here quickly!"
The man seemed to be frightened and quickly rode his donkey into one of the narrow roads at the side.
"Is it just me or was that guy acting very suspicious?"
"Who cares, as long as he doesn't look like the portrait we were given, he can as suspicious as he wants to be."
Hearing this, the crowd of soldiers instantly went silent as if on cue, and they simultaneously looked to the portrait there were given.
"Does anyone even look like this?"
The portrait was so poorly drawn that the person in the sketch seemed to have a square head.
"They said it was a short notice thing, and they couldn't invite a proper artist…"
The person in charge could only comfort the crowd:
"Well, the person we are looking for has a defining feature, his hair can't grow, and he has been bald since he was a kid."
"Similar to that guy?"
One of the soldiers pointed to a direction and asked.
In the direction he was pointing in, the donkey riding, vagrant like man's 'hair' was stuck on a tree branch, exposing his shiny head.
Collins who was riding his donkey suddenly felt the cold wind, and he subconsciously rubbed his head.
'Shit!'
The moment he touched his head, he realized that he was probably exposed, so he urged his donkey to go faster as he glanced back.
He was not surprised to find that the soldiers were mounting their horses to start chasing him.
"You, you, and you, stay behind to make the smoke signals to show that we found him"
"When the other people come, just direct them in our direction."
The leader quickly gave a few instructions before chasing after Collins.
"Young master of the Morten family! Stop running! We won't hurt you!"
"Then stop chasing me! And I will stop running!"
Collins said as he kicked the belly of his donkey to make it run faster.
Unfortunately a good donkey can't outrun an average horse.
Seeing that the people were about to catch up to him, he ran in the direction of a mountainous area, in hopes of getting rid of them.
To his misfortune, the number of pursuers kept increasing, and his head reflecting the light from the setting sun, was like a lighthouse.
At this moment, Collins had his back to a rather steep cliff, and he was surrounded by soldiers.
As there were at a stand still, two men came from behind, pushing and shoving their way to the front of the crowd.
One of the men had a wrinkled face, half of his hair had turned grey, and he evidently had one foot in the grave.
The other man, was the one doing the pushing and shoving, he looked like a much younger version of the old man, and seemed to be in his twenties.
"Collins, just hand over the things your father left to you and everything will return to the way it was, why do you have to make things difficult for yourself?"
The young man said as he came to the front of the crowd.
"So this is what it's about?"
Collins sneered.
The old man looked at Collins with kindness, trying suppress his impatience and anger.
"You are my adopted son, and I have raised you for more than three years, don't you think that you are being ungrateful?"
Collins finally connected the dots in his head and laughed out loud.
"Ha ha ha, so this is indeed what this is all about."
"Back then, I thought it was weird that you were willing to adopt me, and save me from dire straits, seemingly out of the goodness of your heart."
"So you were plotting for the secrets of becoming a mage…"
"Your lifespan is running out, and you want a way out huh…"
"It is true that my ancestor came here from a place were magic exists, and it is true that he left the methods of becoming mages to us his descendants."
"I am sorry to break it to you, but here, this place we live in, is barren and has no mana."
"That is why my ancestor ran to this place when he was being pursued by enemies."
"No mages are willing to come to this place."
The soldiers were shocked when they heard this, and they started whispering among themselves.
"Could magic actually exist in this world?"
"Nah, he is probably making it up to find a chance to survive."
Collins ignored the popcorn eating crowd and continued to speak.
"But… I know where the place my ancestor came from is, and I know how to get there!"
"On top that…"
When he got here, he reached into his clothes and pulled out a very yellowed and ancient looking paper, and said:
"I have the way to become a mage!"
When he heard Collins words and he saw him take out the paper, the old man was very excited and subconsciously took a step forward.
Seeing this, Collins directly took a step back to the very edge of the cliff.
The old quickly took a step back and said:
"Calm down, calm down, we can slowly talk about this, there is no need to be rush."
"Of course we can talk about it."
Collins showed a very sincere smile before tearing the paper up, chewing it, and swallowing it.
"You, you, you…"
Before the old man could from coherent words, Collins flipped off the crowd and jumped off the cliff.
…
"Teacher, I have been away from home for a long time, so I want to go home and visit my parents."
Natasha knew that if she stayed any longer, her parents might move out an army to search for her, and she didn't want to worry them too much.
Not surprised by the request, Matthew simple agreed
"Ok, you can go ahead!"
Seeing Natasha leave got Mathew thinking.
"I have been in this world for a long time, but I was always trapped in this village."
"Now that I have the strength, I should also go out for a walk and experience this world."
"I wonder if it is any different from Earth…"
"I should also check out the food here…"
"With my strength, can I become a king if I want to?"
"The next time Natasha comes back, I will depart from this village."
After thinking so, Matthew went back to his room with his hands behind his back.
…
Pike city.
Recently, the hottest topic in the streets, restaurants, and inns, was about the incidents whereby the Brande family had a it's goods robbed by bandits.
"Where did these bandits come from?"
"Most importantly, why do they dare to rob the Brande family's goods? I think that there is a conspiracy here "
"Maybe they are just being targeted because their daughter damaged their family's prestige and people just don't fear them anymore?"
"That doesn't make sense! Who doesn't know that their backer is the minister of civil affairs?! "
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