Chapter 42: What’s wrong with me calling [Carl] with three balls on my head?
Mo Cheng generally doesn't like to cause trouble, and most of the time, trouble finds him.
This time seems to be no exception.
Seeing that Mo Cheng didn't give him any face and even insulted him, Herman directly ordered his followers: "Catch him!"
Now several followers rushed directly towards Mo Cheng. From the wooden sticks in their hands, it could be seen that these people definitely did not just want to capture Mo Cheng.
I don't know how many times they have done this, but their movements and division of labor were unexpectedly proficient. Two of them went around in front of Mo Cheng to block his way, and the rest surrounded Mo Cheng.
"Hey, why do I always get caught up in incomprehensible things?"
Sighing helplessly, Mo Cheng really didn't want to hang out with the idiots from the Pharmacist Guild, and he didn't want to beat a few people up in the street and break their limbs, as that would waste a lot of his time.
At this point, his time is pretty valuable.
"I'm giving you my final warning. Get out of the way and don't cause any trouble."
Self-comfort usually means giving the other person a last chance, but obviously not everyone thinks this is an opportunity.
"Hit me! Ah!!!!"
As soon as Hermann finished speaking, he let out a violent scream. Flames burned on his body. Not only did his clothes become the best kindling, but even rolling on the ground could not extinguish the flames.
Several followers took off their coats and tried to put out the fire, but they only lost a few pieces of clothing. Some of them were smart and rushed into a nearby shop to fetch water, but the clear and cold groundwater could not put out the fire on Hermann's body.
The flames on Hermann's body did not last long. They only burned all his clothes and hair, leaving his skin red and scalded.
"Now, who wants to [invite] me to the Pharmacist Guild?"
The man in the black and red wizard robe took off his hood, and his long, smooth, bright golden hair fluttered in the wind. What shocked his followers were the three fireballs floating around him.
As residents of Fairhaven, they were definitely not completely ignorant of magic. Just now, Hermann was burned to ashes without any sound of chanting, and there were three fireballs floating on the wizard's body.
Regardless of whether the fireball was a basic spell of an elemental mage or a fireball spell of a classical mage, it clearly showed the noble status of the mage in front of him. And judging from the fireballs that followed a certain trajectory and did not collide with each other, this mage was definitely not a low-level mage.
Now the followers were no longer worried about how to capture the person and take him to the Pharmacist Guild, but how to get out of this act of [slandering a mage for selling fake medicine and taking him back for interrogation] which was enough to cause the mage to be furious.
The huge screams attracted the attention of the law enforcement team. When a team of law enforcers as thin as iron cans squeezed in through the crowd of onlookers, they suddenly bowed slightly to Mo Cheng and gently tapped his chest with their gloved fists.
"Young Master, how may I be of service to you?"
"I planned to bring a batch of ointments to sell, but I was told that I was not allowed to sell them without a certificate from the Pharmacists Guild. In addition, the head of the Pharmacists Guild, Mr. Herman, believed that I was planning to illegally introduce a batch of fake drugs into the market and intended to bring me back to the Pharmacists Guild for questioning."
Mo Cheng raised his lips slightly, and continued with a fake smile: "By the way, they also promised to give me a fair trial."
Although the weather was not hot and the law enforcement team's full body armor had a built-in constant temperature magic circle, the team leader still broke out in cold sweats.
He could hear how angry Mo Cheng was from his words. Judging a wizard might be the job of the Arcane Council or the Aundair Noble Court, but such power would never be in the hands of a director of an Apothecary Guild.
In the continent of Kovale, the status of a magistrate is naturally more noble than that of a warrior. The magistrate has the same title as the lowest level of nobility and enjoys certain tax exemption rights. Their natural class is to be the manager of vested interests, not the managed.
If Mo Cheng had not yet extracted the skills of a mage, he would definitely be more willing to disguise himself as a mage to enroll in Winterhold College and get in touch with the principal.
But even so, the fire element is enough to scare people.
"I'm not very familiar with the legal provisions, so could you please tell me what crime this person has committed?"
Mo Cheng didn't want to bother with this matter for too long, so he just handed the problem over to the law enforcement team. All he had to do was make the burnt-out Hermann disappear from his sight. He also had to find a pharmacy that didn't belong to the Pharmacist Guild, or think of other ways.
"this……"
Mo Cheng threw the question to the captain of the law enforcement team, who was stumped. He knew Hermann's identity. He was the brother-in-law of the president of the local branch of the Pharmacists Guild. Although he had no ability at all, he could still act arrogantly by relying on the power of his brother-in-law.
Of course, this was also related to the fact that he wisely only played with a group of people who ran pharmacies and never provoked the nobles.
If Mo Cheng was dissatisfied with Herman's offense, he could just burn him to ashes. But now the task of judging was thrown to the captain of the law enforcement team, which made him embarrassed.
If he conducts an unfair trial, it will offend the wizard in front of him, but if he follows the rules, he will also offend the branch president of the Pharmacist Guild.
As for trying to smooth things over? That's out of the question. It would only offend both sides.
"What happened?"
When the law enforcement captain was in distress, his savior finally arrived and quickly said to the woman who spoke: "Captain Margaret, there is a matter involving the Mage and Pharmacist Guilds..."
There was no other way. He had to push it out. Matters involving the Mages and Alchemists Guild were no longer something that a small law enforcement team captain like him could handle.
"Hello, I am the head of the Fairhaven Law Enforcement Corps, Margaret Lauren Frost."
What came before the sound was a sharp sword intent, or something similar. After that, Mo Cheng could see the figure of the person coming. He was tall, with a short cape on his back, tight pants and long boots, which made it easy for him to move. He was not like the law enforcement team members who were wearing tin cans of equipment. It was obvious that he had enough confidence in his ability.
Although the long sword in his hand was not unsheathed, Mo Cheng still felt its sharpness enough to cut through his dragon scales.
She is quite powerful, well-equipped, and is also the head of the law enforcement group. The young woman in front of her is most likely a noble.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Carl."
Without revealing his real name, in order to conceal his identity, Mo Cheng had already made sufficient disguises , which naturally included a suitable pseudonym.
Anyway, he has three balls on his head, so it’s not an exaggeration to call himself Carl.
