I was an apprentice in Ferren

Chapter 211 Postponed (Part 2)

Seeing the distraught Robert, the secret agent remained expressionless. While detaining Robert, he even stopped another apprentice who was teaching, and Robert even recognized that person.

Although that person wasn't a spellcaster, he was an illusionist apprentice in the same year as him. Although they weren't familiar with each other, their dormitories weren't far apart, and they would greet each other when they met.

However, this person was a dwarf, not a pathological human being but a real dwarf. He had a large head, a face that was always smiling, and a rather funny name.

Timmy Tyrannosaurus Rex.

When Tyrannosaurus was arrested, he looked completely bewildered: "What law? I don't know anything about this. I just wanted to try teaching someone since I've never taught anyone before. Why are you arresting me?"

The spy didn't bother to reply, but simply took out the prepared legal provisions. The dwarf saw this, shouted that it was unfair, and tried to escape using invisibility. However, the spy, who was wearing an invisibility detection ring, immediately used a capture device to lock his neck.

The capture device was somewhat like a chicken snare, but as a magical item, it was much more intelligent and also had added lightning damage. It directly shocked the Tyrannosaurus Rex, causing it to scream in agony. After it completely lost its ability to resist, it was handcuffed and gagged before being taken to the inspection bureau.

During this process, the dwarf glared at him repeatedly. Robert knew that the other party probably thought that he had reported him, so he said helplessly, "It really wasn't me. I was also one of those arrested. I don't know what will happen to me now."

"Suspects are not allowed to talk to each other. You can talk to the interrogator if you have anything to say." The detective was too lazy to pay attention to the two kids, but when they reached a sparsely populated area, he subconsciously stretched out his fingers and rubbed them together.

Seeing that the two of them looked completely bewildered, he snorted dismissively.

"You guys have some nerve to come out and teach without knowing any rules at all."

Tyrannosaurus Rex stared blankly into his clear eyes, clearly unaware of the spy's actions, while Robert's anger intensified.

The dwarf might not know human rules, but he couldn't understand the other person's gestures; he just didn't want to bribe this bastard.

His money is all hard-earned, clean money. How can he let this guy benefit so easily?

What angered him even more was that he, a future mage and a top student at the Yarakh Magic Academy, had actually been bribed by a secret agent representing the government in the capital of the mage kingdom.

Although Harua is a council of elders, a country without a kingdom but only a councilor, the councilor, who has served for 800 years, is seen by the people as no different from a king, and is even a chosen one of the great god Mystra. He can be said to be a combination of divine and political power.

He was currently in the academy area, less than 20 miles from the Mage King's residence, and was directly implied that he could leave as soon as he paid money.

Robert felt it was utterly absurd.

The spies, having gotten no money, didn't bother with further words and continued their stealthy journey with their men. Robert sensed that the people along the way were looking at him with mockery in their eyes.

Secret agents naturally wouldn't arrest innocent people, and he's probably already a criminal.
This news will likely reach the college soon and be used as a model for publicity.
Thinking of this, he almost reached for his purse, but the uncontrollable anger in his heart made him freeze.

Why should I be arrested?

Why should I have to buy this debt?

Why should I bribe this guy who's too lazy to even talk to me?
Based solely on that thin piece of paper in his hand and his status as someone who can arbitrarily inflict violence on others?

Based on those malicious conditions that were suddenly fabricated and that would lead to dismissal if not met?

Why!
When Robert was locked in that temporary detention room with anti-magic properties, and looked at many young people whose names he didn't know but whose faces he recognized, he knew that he was not alone.

There are even several silver-ranked mages here who have been arrested for allegedly evading taxes by secretly selling their own magical items.

Like themselves, they were all mages who racked their brains because they couldn't raise enough money, and were eventually captured by secret agents.

The detention room was terrifying. The 10-square-meter room had only a simple single bed less than two meters long, yet it held more than a dozen people.

Whether you're relieving yourself or eating, you have to stay here. The stench, mixed with the smell of sweat and the summer heat, is enough to make you dizzy.

Fortunately, perhaps because it was a mage detention center, there weren't any bullies like those in chivalric novels. Many newcomers didn't simply sit on the ground or bother with the food served; they just quietly waited for their turn to be questioned.

However, Robert picked up the bland porridge and swallowed it, enduring the unpleasant smell.

He needs to think, and being hungry is not conducive to thinking.

The environment in the detention cell was terrifying. The inability to feel arcane energy caused many people to feel severely uncomfortable. People would cry out or vomit from time to time, making the already terrible environment even worse.

Calls for guards to clean up were always ignored; a servant dressed simply would come to clean up the filth almost every three hours, and the servants showed great contempt for the detainees.

"Did you think you were some high and mighty mages? This place is only for potential criminals and criminals awaiting trial. Please recognize your place here."

"Call the guards? Go ahead and shout. Once the door is closed, it won't do you any good no matter how hard you shout. The guards come at fixed times. Of course, if you're not happy, you can commit suicide, and the guards will definitely show up then."

"Do you really think the environment is terrible? You should be more careful about whether you're creating garbage. It'll probably be six hours before anyone comes to clean these chamber pots tonight. You'll be in for a world of hurt then." Tyrannosaurus Rex was furious when he heard this. As a dwarf from the North, he had been specially invited to attend school: "I'm a foreigner. I don't understand your rules and laws. I want a retrial!"

A formal monk standing next to him also looked furious: "I think you're just an ordinary person. Be careful, you'll be in for a world of trouble when we get out!"

"Haha, so what if I'm just a mortal? I'm telling you, you might not even be able to beat me here." As he spoke, the caregiver opened the small door and picked up the chamber pot to clean it, but suddenly lost his grip on the filthy wooden bucket, spilling its contents onto the floor. Robert and the other prisoners all jumped onto the bed, and Tyrannosaurus Rex climbed on top of him, letting out terrified cries.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry." The caregiver, however, looked smug and reached the yellowish-brown mop next to the cleaning cart into the well. "This has really caused you gentlemen so much trouble. I'll clean it up for you right away."

The group could easily see that this person was doing it on purpose. The man next to him was about to start cursing again when Robert grabbed his sleeve and said, "What are you arguing about? If you keep arguing, he might 'accidentally' pour the bucket on you."

"Haha, I think there are few smart people among these mages, but there are some." The caregiver gave a few perfunctory replies and was about to leave when Robert called him back and casually tossed him a gold coin.

"Could you please rinse this place with water for us, sir? We really can't stay here any longer."

The caregiver nodded in satisfaction, then used a cleaning spell to clean the cells of the group, and casually tossed a bottle of honey water from his spatial bag to Robert: "Thank you for the reward, sir. I believe you will achieve great things in the future."

Now the others understood, and they all took out gold and silver coins to trade with the caregiver.

However, this guy's selling of goods is clearly not about conscience. He usually charges 2 silver for a bottle of honey water that costs 10 copper coins, and he ignores anyone who tries to bargain. He only sells the goods when he finally shows a flattering smile.

After the caregiver left, the detention room fell silent again. After a while, a guard called out to several detainees to leave. Those whose names were called all left with fear and hurriedly followed the guard, while those whose names were not called were all distraught and wanted to escape this unbearable and terrifying prison.

Robert was the only exception; after the caregiver left, he leaned against the wall, deep in thought.

This thought lasted for a whole day and night. Finally, at 10 a.m. the next day, Robert and the dwarf's names were brought up and they were taken into the interrogation room along with several other people who had committed the same crimes.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex, visibly indignant at the questioning, retorted: "There's no such rule in our dwarf homeland. I teach those children not for profit, but just because it's fun. They only gave me some money for food. Why are you arresting me?!"

Robert said calmly, “I’ve been busy raising money for the national debt lately, and I’m already too full to copy down the scrolls. I have no other choice but to ask the judges for their assistance.”

After listening to the verdict, the judges exchanged glances and finally delivered their verdict.

"Mr. Tyrannosaurus Rex is indeed a foreigner, and I have no knowledge of the law. Given your dwarf nature and the fact that this is your first offense, we will let it go this time. We hope you will not commit any more crimes after you get out, otherwise you will be severely punished by law."

“Master Robert, although I know your circumstances may be difficult, the law is the law. If you break the law and commit crimes because you have difficulties, then what is the use of the law?”

Robert's expression remained unchanged after hearing this: "Alright, what punishment will I receive?"

"You can choose to hand over the money you illegally received and pay the same amount as a fine to be released directly from prison, or you can choose to copy scrolls in a sunny cell. The scrolls you copy will be charged according to the price of the magic shop until the amount of scrolls you pay out is equal to the amount of the crime."

"How much does a level 1 scroll cost in the Magic Shop?"

"7 gold coins each."

“Alright, I’ll choose to copy the scroll.”

The dwarf found the news unbelievable and quickly reminded him, "Hey, why would you go back to that godforsaken place for a mere 100 gold coins? I can lend you some money if you need it."

"Alright, that's fine then." Robert smiled at the dwarf and followed the guard to the detention cell.

Four days later, Robert stared blankly at the dazzling sunlight, but the memoir he had copied during his rest time was burning hot in his chest.

Robert was a little nervous as he passed by, fearing that his hard work would be confiscated. However, the two guards didn't even bother to look at him, and simply glanced at the permit to leave before letting him go.

They've caught so many apprentices these days that they're too lazy to bother with them.

A day later, Robert sent his revised memoir to the Daily Wizarding News, but instead of receiving a carrier pigeon to announce the collection of his manuscript and the payment, he was greeted by two cold-faced secret agents.

Robert followed the spy away without any resistance. Meanwhile, on a large tree outside the school, a small figure, suppressing her anger after Robert's figure left, used an invisibility spell to throw the complete, unedited memoir, which had already been enlarged into a newspaper, into the streets and alleys.

The dwarf's little trick didn't keep him hidden for long, but compared to Robert, the Tyrannosaurus Rex had one more advantage.

The dwarfs are always very united, and as a cheerful person who always brings joy to others, he has many friends who are willing to help him.

Not to mention the other mage apprentices who had also been released not long ago and were equally enraged.

The situation quickly spiraled out of control.

(End of this chapter)