first wizarding world war.

Chapter 58 Extraordinary Battle (Wave your little hands to make money and invest a passionate monthly ticket)

Dubin and the others didn't know that the culprit for their transfer out of the Upper Seventh District was the guy in front of them with "thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking honest."

Charlotte dispersed the adventurers according to the positions of the patrol troops and transferred them to their subordinates. There was no other way. Dubin and his men had higher positions, the lowest of which were private soldiers of level 4 or 5, and some of them were even sergeants. These adventurers were all private soldiers of level 1 and 2, and could only serve as subordinates.

The military positions in the Fars Empire, from the bottom up, are: Private, Sergeant, NCO, Sergeant, Sergeant Major...

Each major level is divided into five grades. The fifth grade of the next level overlaps with the first grade of the previous major level. For example: a fifth-level private and a first-level sergeant are both rank 49.

Just like a level five clerk and a level one chief clerk are both level thirty-seven.

When Doberman and his companions came to report, these adventurers felt completely confused!

After they were assigned to serve as subordinates of this group of "real" city patrol troops, they suddenly felt that something seemed to be wrong?

"Why do you feel like you've become a real city patrol soldier?"

"Isn't it a long-term small payment contract?"

"By the way, his name is not Qian Nan yet."

"big liar!"

Charlotte also received his salary today. His salary was higher than anyone else's. The "wealthy" commander of the city patrol army immediately announced that he would give a welcoming ceremony to his new colleague.

Dubin volunteered to take seven or eight colleagues out to buy things, and they soon returned with a large amount of food and beer.

The patrol army office in Lucavaro District was probably so lively for the first time. Adventurers and newly transferred patrol soldiers were all infected by the atmosphere. After a few glasses of beer, everyone became lively.

Charlotte didn't like this kind of beer very much, but it was cheap and sold in large quantities on the market, so it was easy to buy.

If it were fruit wine, not only would it be more expensive, but it would also be difficult to buy enough wine for more than 200 people unless you went to a busy and prosperous place like the Champs-Elysees.

He had a few drinks and was just about to find an opportunity to "leave early" so that he could meet Annie and go see an opera, when suddenly his eyebrows jumped and his ability of insight was automatically activated, not only covering the entire office but also expanding, allowing him to see a man in hunting clothes, unarmed, but murderous, striding into the territory of the patrol army.

"Aubrey Teutonic Atwood!?"

Charlotte currently has only two enemies. One is Magru Teller, the former warden of Kilmainham Prison, who is currently in prison, and the other is the Wild Horse Detective Agency. After all, he killed eight detectives from the Wild Horse Agency.

After he returned to Strasbourg, he inquired about the information of the Wild Horse Detective Agency many times. It seemed that the powerful president of the Wild Horse Agency, Aubrey Teutonic Atwood, was this image.

Charlotte made a wise choice in an instant. He gave up the blood-sucking hatchet and the blood rose. Although the blood rose brought him the swordsmanship of the Asilo family, he still did not think that a fourth-level extraordinary person could fight against a higher-level one. He chose the anti-space sniper rifle, the signature product of the Firewell Workshop, one of the six alchemy workshops in the Fars Empire.

Charlotte had no talent in close combat, but he had some achievements in shooting. He knelt on one knee, set up the anti-space sniper rifle in a standard shooting posture, and loaded the bullets. Dubin and others didn't know why he suddenly reacted like this, but they quickly formed a circle around him. In the face of danger, they first tried their best to protect themselves. This was the old tradition of the patrol army.

The man in hunting clothes, unarmed and murderous, seemed to sense something. Before stepping into the shooting circle, he suddenly stopped and turned away without hesitation.

A quarter of an hour later, Charlotte, covered in a cold sweat, put away the anti-space sniper rifle. He didn't know who would live and who would die if that man broke in.
Maybe one of his magic-piercing armor-piercing bombs would blow the opponent to pieces, or maybe the opponent would resist the shooting or dodge the bullets. Once a high-level extraordinary person rushed up to him, he would have no chance of survival.

“If only it were in Machupi!”

"Or get Lord Leo out. He should be able to deal with this guy. The only problem is that Lord Leo won't listen to me!"

"I don't know if he has seen through my true face. If he has, I'm afraid he will kill me the next time we meet."

Charlotte unloaded the bullets and slammed the rifle into the alchemical staff. The Demon-Breaking Armor-Breaking Bullet was too heavy, and he usually only carried three bullets. But with the speed of a high-level transcendent, he probably only had the chance to fire three shots. No matter how many bullets he had, he wouldn't be able to fire them.

He said to Dubin, "You will be in charge of the daily affairs of the patrol troops in the Lucavaro District. I have something to take care of."

Doberman also felt that something big seemed to be happening just now. Although nothing happened in the end, Charlotte must have something urgent to do.

He couldn't intervene in the battles of these extraordinary people, but he was still a little overjoyed to be able to take over the affairs of the patrol army. Dubin was conceited and talented, but he was always suppressed by his stupid superiors. If no one was in charge, he believed that he could improve the public security of a district and let the residents of this district live and work in peace.

Charlotte left the patrol army's office with a gloomy face.

Although he knew that he had become enemies with the Fiery Horse Society, he was a government official after all, and he did not think that the Fiery Horse Society would send anyone over again.

But the scene just now made him realize that this is a society with little law and order, and he gave rise to a strong sense of crisis.

Charlotte did not dare to be careless and turned on her insight, but she did not sense any crisis again along the way.

When he passed through Picardy, he did not return to 58 Avenue des Champs-Elysees, but crossed Picardy and went to the Cat Detective Agency at 22 Avenue des Mardires in Alcatraz.

Only the extraordinary can fight against the extraordinary. Senior Menilman went to a naval fleet. The only helper he could find in the extraordinary world was the cat elf detective Winnie Arsene.

The Alcatraz area is a typical residential area, full of old houses that are a bit old, elegant and have a strong sense of design. The overall atmosphere is very warm.

The middle class of Strasbourg all live here. They have a very high demand for a sense of security, and the Empire's patrol troops are in a poor state, so this area has a strong demand for private detectives. Three of the seven major detective agencies are in the Alcatraz district. In addition, there are twenty or thirty small and medium-sized detective agencies. It is a paradise for detectives.

The Cat Detective Agency at No. 22, rue de la Mardele is a building with a distinct Sherlockian style. It has three floors, with about twenty to thirty rooms on each floor. As a detective agency mainly for women, although the Cat Detective Agency is not as large as the Ricardo Detective Agency, Miss Arsenault also employs nearly a hundred people, including twenty to thirty formal detectives.

(End of this chapter)