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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 144: Preparations (2)

Chapter 144: Preparations (2)

『Head⁠ of Mata』
-It is the⁠ head of the​⁠ hundred-legged four-deaded monster,‍‍ Mata.

-It​ is a strong​​ alchemic ingredient. You‍ may use this‍ to craft using‌ the crafting window‍⁠‌ upon the acquisition‌‌‍ of High Alchemy​ (Access Denied).

-You‌ may proceed with⁠​​ the collection quest,‍​ 『Where are the‌‌‌ other heads?』.

-You⁠ can see it​‌‍ on the Map‌‍⁠ (Access Denied).

A trophy of the​ great Danann, Dagda,⁠ who was one⁠‌ of the gods‌ with the most‍‍​ records left behind.⁠⁠⁠ His first recorded⁠​⁠ appearance was when‍ he visited one‍ of the four‌‍ hidden lands of‌​ the druids, Morias.⁠⁠

The‌‌‌ original beholder of⁠​‌ the Magic Cauldron‌ of Undry, one‍ of the four‍⁠ great treasures that​​ was currently in​​ possession of the‌‌‍ King’s Subject, Dun​⁠‍ Scaith, was in‌ fact Dagda himself.​

The​⁠ hundred-legged and four-headed⁠‍​ monster, Mata, was​‍‍ one of the​‍⁠ monsters he bashed‍‌ to death and​⁠ was one of​​‌ the giants that‌ later resurrected as⁠‍ a great giant‌ to stand against​‌‌ the fierce Danann,‌‍‌ Dagda.

Mata‌⁠ was one of‍‌ the primary causes​ that contributed to‌‌ the exponential increase‍‌ in power towards‌‍ the latter portions​⁠ of the game.‍ After all, the⁠‌ resurrection of the‍‍ giants and the‍‍ King of Giants​ was something that⁠⁠ was brought about‍‌‌ by the Tower’s​⁠ research into Mata.​‍​

There‍‌ were three pros‌ for me attacking​ this laboratory.

Advise​‍ Germain, the spy‍‌ from the Old⁠ Faith, about the‌‍‍ dirty side of‍‌‍ the Old Faith‌ and how they‌ were hand-in-hand with​ the Tower of‍​​ Mages.

Sabotage⁠‌​ the research into​‌⁠ the resurrection of‌ giants.

This‌‍ will be used‌ to assist us‍​ in ‘that place’.‌

Putting​‍⁠ Mata’s head into⁠​ my pocket, I walked back out‍‌⁠ and found Hua​‌‍ Ran and Germain​⁠‍ organizing a large‍‍⁠ pile of evidence‍ we were going‍⁠ to carry back.‌​

“Senior.​ What is that?”​‍‌

“More‌‌ evidence. By the​⁠ way, did you‍‌⁠ find anything?”

“N,‌ no…”

Until​⁠⁠ the end, Germain‍ didn’t mention the⁠⁠ secret letter sent‍⁠​ by Bishop Lusignan.‍‌ He must be​⁠​ too confused and‍‌ lost to make‌‍ a quick decision.‌​

However,​ a crack had‍‌ appeared, and that‌‌​ was more than⁠‌​ enough for the​⁠⁠ time being.

***‍‌

“To‍⁠‌ obtain the qualification​​ to become a Justice of the‍​⁠ Peace, you must‌ first contact the‌ Alliance and the‌‌ judicial authority and—”⁠

It​ was in the‌⁠‍ middle of Professor‌‌​ Edgar’s boring JP‍‌ lecture where he​ was simply filling‍⁠​ the blackboard with‍​​ words. I was‍​ about to doze​⁠​ off when a finger poked me​⁠ from the side.​​​

“Hmm…”⁠‌

Waking​ up from my​⁠ sleep, I turned⁠‍‍ around and saw⁠ Marie looking at⁠‍⁠ me with a wide smile.

“Korin.‌​‍ You failed your​ interim exam. It​ will be bad‌ if you fail​ it again, you‍‍​ know?”

“Ughh…‍ Thanks.”

“Don’t​​​ worry~”

Although​ I was a regressor, there was‌‌ no way I could remember everything⁠‍⁠ that came out‌‌ in the tests⁠ so my grades​‌⁠ were barely sitting​‌​ somewhere around the‍‍ middle. Professor Edgar’s​⁠ Justice of the⁠ Peace lecture was‍ one that I had to get⁠​ an A in‌​⁠ unlike other courses,⁠​ but…

“Now,‍‍ we need a few students to‍⁠ attend the work​ placement at the‌ end of the⁠‍ semester. Is there‌ anyone interested?”

“Yes​‌‌ sir!”

I immediately threw my‌ hand up in⁠ the air as‍‍⁠ Professor Edgar turned⁠ towards me in‌​ response. He lifted‌ his glasses up,‌‌⁠ before staring at​ me with a cold gaze.

“Student⁠ Korin. I appreciate⁠‍ your passion, but‌‌​ you have been‌​​ excluded from the​ list.”

“What?‌‌‍ Why?!”

“…Do​‌⁠ you need me‌ to explain?”

“…Nope.⁠‍ Sorry.”

Ah…‌⁠‌ this was bad.​⁠‌ Professor Edgar’s Justice‌‍ of the Peace‍‍ work placement was⁠‌ an external mission‌‌‌ – a side‍⁠‍ quest that the⁠​⁠ player could clear‌‌ depending on the​‍‌ subjects they chose.⁠‌⁠

After‍⁠ clearing Professor Edgar’s⁠​ side quest a few times and​ earning a good‍​ reputation, you could‌⁠‍ receive an honorary‍‍‍ JP license along‌‍​ with the 1st‍ Princess, Estelle’s recommendation.‌

In​‌ the game, it‌‌‌ was just an​ honorary title that⁠‍​ raised a few​⁠‍ stats but…

Anyway,​‍⁠ I have to​‍ attend his work‌ placement to get‌ that license, but​‌​ I can’t go‌ because of my‍⁠‌ grades!

All‌‌ the player had⁠⁠ to do in⁠⁠ the game was​ read a short⁠⁠‌ text and answer​ a multiple-choice quiz‍‍ to get good⁠⁠⁠ marks but… things‍⁠​ weren’t that easy‍‍​ now that this‌ was the real‌ world.

“Korin…⁠‌‍ Do you want‌‍ to become a JP that badly?”‍‍

“Well…‍ There’s a need‌ to get one.”​⁠

“One​ of my relatives​ is a judge‌⁠‌ at a local​ court. Should I get them to‌ give you one?”⁠‍

What​‌ I needed was​​‌ a Grade 1 license or an‌​⁠ honorary JP title.‍‌‍ Since Ren and⁠ Ron were with​‌ me, all I needed was to‌​ lay my hands⁠ on one of‌ those licenses to​ deal with the⁠ ‘Demi-human Village’ incident‍ that will be⁠​‍ happening sometime soon…⁠‌‍

“For‍ now… can you‍ do that for​⁠ me?”

“Of‍⁠‍ course…! I’ll contact‍‍⁠ them today!”

Marie⁠‍ whispered with a clenched fist, seemingly‌ eager to meet​‍ my expectations. Feeling‍⁠⁠ grateful, I caressed‍ her head and​⁠​ she returned a wide smile in⁠ response.

“Hehe.‍​‍ While we’re at‌‌​ it, should we​⁠‌ make the JP​⁠ badge out of​‍ pure gold? It’ll‍‌⁠ be super awesome⁠​⁠ if you decorate​ it with diamonds~”‌⁠

“No,‌ that’s a bit…”​

Marie‍​‌ was already paying‍‌⁠ for the wyverns‍‌⁠ and the stationing​ fees of the‍ Warsky Mercenaries and​​⁠ the Arden Sword​ Squad.

Even​ though I had‌‌ already decided to⁠ unhesitatingly rely on⁠ Marie’s financial power,​ I was afraid​ that I would⁠ become a good-for-nothing‍ if I became​⁠​ overly dependent on‌​ it.

Honestly,‍⁠ Marie’s financial power⁠‍​ was… so overpowered‌​⁠ that I even⁠‌ wondered if this⁠ was okay at‍ times.

“K,‌‌ korin…”

I was focusing on‍‍‍ the lesson while​ playing with Marie’s‌​​ hair when she⁠​‌ carefully held my‍⁠⁠ fingers.

“Oh,⁠ sorry. I didn’t‍‍⁠ mean to.”

“No,​⁠‍ that’s okay… Umm,⁠ Korin. You want⁠‌ to become a Grade 1 Justice⁠ of the Peace,⁠ right?”

“Yeah.”​

“There​‍​ is a way⁠‍ to become a Grade 1 JP⁠⁠‍ without taking the⁠‍ official test.”

“What⁠ is it?”

“Special⁠‍⁠ Promotion.”

“Hmm?”‌

“If​​‌ a Grade 2 or a Grade‍ 3 JP does‌ something incredible to​‌​ earn a special⁠ promotion, they could‌ get promoted or⁠‌ become an official⁠​ judge straight away.”‌

It​​ seemed to be‍ a policy set‍⁠​ to motivate the‌ JPs who were​ working hard in⁠ the country.

So​​ special promotion was⁠ also a thing‍ in this world,‌‌ huh…

Back‌​‌ then,

I should have questioned‌‍‌ why she had​‍‍ suddenly brought that‌​​ up.

***‍

Meanwhile,​ at the local‍‌ court of the⁠‌​ large city in‍ the south, Duff.​‌

“Oh‍ wow. I see.‌‍ That’s amazing~”

One⁠ of the collateral​‍‍ relatives of the‌ Dunareff Family, the⁠ Schacht Family, was‌ a renowned household‌⁠ that produced several‍‌‌ ministers of public‍‌ order and law‌ in the great​ cities of the‍‍ south, and the​​ family head, Walpe⁠‌‍ Schacht, was a politician working in‍‍‌ the capital to‌⁠ best represent the‌‌‍ people in the‍ southern region of⁠⁠ the kingdom.

The‍ first daughter of‍​ that household, Charlianne‍⁠‌ Schacht, was a senior judge of‍‍ the Great City‍‌ of Duff, but‌⁠ despite her status,‍‍​ she still had⁠ to enthusiastically involve‍⁠ herself in the‌​ conversation.

It⁠‍ was because the​‍⁠ person she was‌⁠⁠ talking to was⁠‍‌ even more of‍ a bigshot than‌ herself.

“I’m⁠​ telling you~. You‍​ have no idea‌ of all~ the⁠‌ compliments that my⁠ daughter was giving⁠‌ him.”

Elencia‍ Dunareff.

She‌‌⁠ was well-known for‌‍ previously being a Grade 2 Knight‌ but was even‍⁠ more widely known‌ as the Duchess​ of the Dunareff‌‍‌ Dukedom.

“What‍‍‍ a phenomenal young‍​​ man. I can’t​⁠‍ believe there could⁠​‌ be such a righteous and good-hearted⁠ person!”

“Fufu,‍‍ I have seen‍ him with my‍⁠‌ very eyes, and‌‌ I can tell‍‍⁠ you he had⁠​‍ a wonderfully bright⁠‍ and good pair⁠​ of eyes. And‍⁠ what is even‌‍ more incredible, is​​‍ that he even⁠ wants to be‍​ a part of‍‌ the role of​ ‘protecting the law’.”‌⁠‌

“Ah~​ I see. Then⁠⁠⁠ we better quickly​ invite him into⁠ the court as‍‌ an official and⁠⁠‍ let him become​ a judge…”

“Oh,⁠‍ looks like you‍ have misunderstood me.‍​ That boy seemed​‍‍ eager to experience⁠⁠ the hardships of‍‍ the outer field.”‍‍‌

“By⁠⁠ the outer field,⁠​ you mean…?”

“He​ says he wants‌ to start from⁠⁠‍ a Justice of‍⁠​ the Peace.”

“Haht!​‌‍ What a wonderful‍⁠ sense of justice!‍​ Does he want‌ to experience the⁠ world and slowly⁠⁠⁠ work his way​‍‌ up?”

“That‍‌‍ is right. A very passionate young⁠‌​ man.”

“It’s‌ hard to find‍ someone that passionate‌ amongst the youngsters⁠​ these days.”

Senior‍ Judge Charlianne had⁠ to give her‌⁠​ best compliments to‍ a young man​⁠ whose face she⁠⁠⁠ did not even‌‍‍ know.

“But⁠ it is concerning,”‍‍ said Elencia. “Marie‍⁠ ‘cherishes and adores’‍ him so much,⁠ and he’s such‌ a righteous young⁠ man, but what⁠​⁠ if others look​⁠​ down on him‍⁠ for having a low status or‌ being too young…?”‍⁠

“Ahht!⁠ I see! We‍⁠‍ can’t let that⁠‍ happen! Justice of‍‌‍ the Peace… That⁠ is already a very tough journey‌⁠⁠ to embark on,⁠​‌ so I can’t⁠ possibly sit back‍​⁠ and do nothing.‌⁠ If we make⁠‌⁠ him a Grade⁠‌ 2 Justice of‌‌ the Peace, no⁠⁠⁠ one should be​ able to look​‌ down on—”

“Oh,⁠⁠‍ by the way,⁠‍ your son recently​​ took office at​ the royal administration,​​‍ right? I should‍​‍ have been more‌​​ mindful.”

“Please‌​‍ don’t worry about‌‌ it! We have‍ already received too‍‍​ much favor. The⁠ only reason we‍⁠⁠ are doing great⁠‌⁠ as a family​ is all thanks⁠ to the generous‌ support of the‌ Dukedom.”

“Let‌ me send a letter to the‌ Minister of Administration‌ sometime this week.”​

“Aigo~!‌ You don’t have‌⁠‌ to…!”

The​‌​ week after that,‍ the oldest son‌‌​ of Senior Judge‌​ Charlianne, Rusalka, was‍ promoted immediately from‌‌ a Grade 5 official to the⁠ Minister’s secretary.

A secretary of a minister was seen​‌​ as a Grade​ 4 official and⁠ marked the beginning​​ of an elite‍⁠​ course that connected​⁠‍ all the way​‍⁠ to the position‌‍‍ of a deputy‍⁠​ minister and a minister but was‌ technically still a personal secretary of​⁠‍ the minister so‍‍ no one voiced‌ any complaints, although‌‌ were they were‍‍ fairly skeptical about​⁠⁠ it.

The⁠​⁠ same day, a Grade 2 Justice⁠‍ of the Peace‍​ badge was delivered‍‌ to Korin Lork’s⁠‌ dormitory.

………⁠

……⁠

There⁠​ were criminals all​ around the continent,​‌​ and there was‌⁠​ no shortage of​ wanted criminals who‍ tried to run‌⁠‌ away from the​​⁠ verdicts of law.‌

“Fuck…‍‌​ fuck! Fuck this​‌ shit!”

Jonathan‍ Martin was one​⁠‌ of such wanted‌​‍ criminals.

Starting‍‌ as a small‍ pickpocket and thief,‌ he discovered his⁠‌ potential, formed a crew, and eventually‌​ became wanted due⁠‌​ to a reckless‍‍ act of bravado⁠⁠⁠ of trying to⁠⁠‍ raid the mansion​​‍ of a baron.‌⁠

Due‌‌ to his recklessness,⁠​ the comment at​ the bottom of⁠ his wanted poster⁠‌​ was ‘Dead or‌⁠⁠ Alive’, meaning that⁠ it was possible​ to get the‌‌ bounty even after⁠⁠ killing him.

His‌​‍ combat prowess was⁠⁠ nothing worth noting,​ but thanks to⁠⁠ his immaculate escape‍ skills and numerous⁠‍ bunkers placed around‌‌⁠ the continent, even​⁠‌ in the game,​⁠ ❰Heroic Legends of⁠​​ Arhan❱, he was‍​ considered a 4-star⁠‌​ wanted criminal and⁠‌⁠ a hard one‍​​ to catch.

Although​ Jonathan Martin boasted⁠ of incredible escaping​‍⁠ skills, it was‌‌‌ still hard for‌ him to run​ away from dozens⁠ of wyvern riders⁠⁠⁠ who immediately started‌⁠‌ chasing after him‌ once his identity​‌ was revealed by⁠​ the guards who​​⁠ suddenly went around‌‌ questioning everyone in‍ broad daylight.

And‌​ now, he was⁠⁠‍ chained upside down⁠ in a secluded‌‍ village house.

“Bring⁠​⁠ him down.”

Captain‌ of the Dunareff​‌‍ Wyvern Riders – the so-called Uncle⁠​ Verg.

The‌‍​ middle-aged man, who‌ appeared so benevolent⁠⁠​ that he would⁠⁠ always show a kind smile to​ everyone, gave a cruel command that‌​​ would immediately put​​ someone to the⁠​ bottom of hell.​‌‌

-Creak!⁠⁠

The​​⁠ chains went up⁠⁠ as Jonathan was⁠‍⁠ plopped down into‍⁠ a large container⁠‍⁠ of water that⁠⁠ could hold an‌‌ entire person inside.‍‌‍

-Hupp!⁠ Puhahh! Grhhhh…!

“How⁠​⁠ long has it‌⁠‍ been?”

“Around⁠ 2 minutes, boss.”‌​⁠

“Bring‌ him back up.⁠​‌ We can’t have‍⁠‍ him dying on​‍⁠ us.”

-Creak!‍

“Puhah!‌‌‌ Puhuahk! P, please‌‌ don’t kill me!‌ Please!”

“Aigo,‍ he still sounds​‍⁠ very energetic. Let‍⁠‌ him down one‌‌‌ more time.”

“Yes!‌​ Captain!”

“N,⁠‍ Noo! NOOOOOOOO PUAHHK!”‌

After​​ a long conversation‍​​ between the two.​‍

“So,‌‍‍ good sir. Do‌‍ you want to⁠‌ stay here? Or‌‍ would you like​⁠ some jail food‌​​ instead?”

“J,‌ jail food. Please‌⁠​ let me have​ jail food.”

“Remind‍‍ me one last‍‍ time. What were‌ you ‘doing’, and‍​ ‘where’ were you‍‍‍ again?”

“M,​ Merkarva! I was⁠ planning for a heinous heist!”

“And⁠​⁠ who were you‍ caught by?”

“K,⁠‌⁠ Korin Dork! I was caught by‌‌‍ the new Justice​⁠ of the Peace,‌ Korin Dork—”

“Aigo,​‌ you forgot the‍‍​ name of our⁠​ Duke Consort. This‌ is no good.⁠‌​ Not good enough.​​ Let him down‌ one more time.‍ Help him wake‍​‌ up a bit.”‍‍

“S,⁠‍​ sorry! SORRY! I’M‌ SORRYYYYBRURRRRRAHK!”

Numerous​ heinous criminals all⁠‍‍ around the southern⁠​‌ region of the⁠‍‌ kingdom started being⁠‍ caught near Merkarva.​

All⁠⁠​ of them were‍‍‌ caught by none​‌‍ other than the‌ newly appointed JP,​⁠​ Korin Lork.

………‌⁠

……​‍⁠

[Yes!​​‍ Hello Sir Bolton!‌‌‌ This is Deputy‍⁠ Minister of Public​ Order, Ronan, speaking.]‍⁠

“Hey,⁠‌ Deputy Ronan. I’m⁠​ hearing that all‍⁠‍ sorts of wanted‌ criminals are being​⁠ caught these days,‍ is that correct?”⁠​‌

[Ah,​⁠ yes! The continent⁠ is regaining its‌ peace and public⁠ order thanks to‍‌‍ the cooperation of⁠‍‌ the Dunareff—]

“Ehem…!”⁠​

[Aht,‌ of course! It’s‌‍⁠ all thanks to‍‌⁠ Justice of the​ Peace Korin Lork!]​‌⁠

“Hahaha,⁠‍⁠ is that so?​ As expected of‍ the future Duke⁠ Consort of Lady​ Marie.”

[Naturally!​⁠ Of course!]

“Then‌⁠‍ as previously discussed,​ Young Master is‍ going to receive​‍ a special promotion‍‍ this year, yes?”​

[O,‌‍ of course! The‍ minister has already⁠‍ confirmed it. He‌​⁠ would love to⁠ see you and‌​ thank you for​ all your hard​​ work…]

“Certainly.‌⁠‌ When will this‍‍‍ be decided by?⁠‍ Time and potatoes‍⁠‌ are gold, after⁠‍ all.”

[Umm…]⁠‌⁠

“May⁠‌⁠ I ask if​ there is an‌ issue?”

[M,​​ my apologies. There‌ is a bit⁠​‍ of an unresolved‍⁠​ problem that’s taking​‍ some time… There’s‌‍ a public order​ officer who loves‍‍‍ to push his​‌ nose into other‍​ people’s business, and‍‍‌ he seems to‍‍‍ be looking into​⁠ the Duke Consort‌ these days.]

“…”‍

Silence.‍‌​

A long silence.

The⁠ vassal baron of⁠‌ the Dunareff Family​‍ and manager of‌ Merkarva Dunareff Produce,⁠‌‍ Baron Paul Bolton⁠ did not utter⁠⁠ a single word‌ or sound into‌‌ the communication device⁠ for a long​ time.

The​ long silence heavily⁠​ pressured Deputy Minister​ Ronan.

———‍⁠‌

After​⁠ the long period‌‌ of silence, what‌⁠​ allowed him to​⁠ breathe again was‍‍‍ one short word⁠‍ from the baron.⁠‌

“Name.”⁠

[Y,⁠ you do not‌ have to directly⁠​ involve yourself in⁠‍ this matter. We‍‍​ will—]

“I’m​⁠‍ telling you to⁠​ tell me their⁠‌ name.”

[M,⁠‍‍ Morgan… His name‍​⁠ is Morgan Routes!]‌‌

………‍

……⁠

Morgan​ Routes.

He‍​ was a squad​‍ chief of the‌⁠‌ Ministry of Public‍ Order, which was​‌​ in charge of‍ the internal peace​‌ of the kingdom.⁠⁠⁠

Born‌ with a righteous‍‌⁠ and stubborn personality,‌‍​ he was a passionate officer who​ personally rode horses⁠ to catch criminals‍ whether they be​​​ distant or close.⁠⁠⁠

Recently,⁠‍‍ he became doubtful‍‌ of a name‍⁠ that was being‍⁠⁠ repeated again and‌​⁠ again, and the​ unusual and sudden‍‍ increase of wanted‍⁠‌ criminal arrests.

Korin‍​ Lork.

He‌ was a Grade​⁠‍ 1 Knight, who‌‍ became a Grade⁠‌ 2 JP just‌‍ last week due⁠⁠ to the proactive‌ recommendations of the​​ judges in the​​ southern courts.

Well,‍⁠​ there was nothing​‌ suspicious with that,‌‌‌ considering how it​⁠ was normal for‌ guardians to be‍ recommended to the‍ position of a JP.

However,⁠ the problem was​ with the frequency⁠‌ of his arrests.‍​ Logically speaking… how‌⁠ could these heinous‌‌ wanted criminals, whom​‍ even the Ministry‍‌‍ of Public Order​⁠ couldn’t catch due⁠ to their lack⁠ of manpower, be​ arrested day after​⁠ day? By one‍ person, and in‌‍ one city at‍‌ that?

It‍⁠‍ stunk… It definitely​‍‍ reeked of something⁠‌‌ fishy.

This⁠ was no good.‍⁠ After judging that​⁠‌ it called for​⁠‌ an investigation, he‌​ started looking into​​ the man named‌​⁠ Korin Lork with⁠‍ his men and…⁠​

“Hey.‍‍ How are you​‌ doing?”

His​‍ direct superior, Londen,⁠​ Deputy Minister of‌ Public Order Ronan,‍‌ Senior Superintendent Barok,‌ and the Minister⁠‌ of Public Order‍ Dorman.

High-ranking‍‍ executives who were‍ way above him​‌ suddenly visited his⁠ house all at‌‍ once. Why were‍​​ these bigshots, who‍‌ were hard enough⁠‍ to see individually,‍⁠‌ visiting the house‌⁠ of a single‌‌‌ officer? And most⁠‌‌ importantly…

“Nice⁠​ to meet you.”‍

Lady‍‍‌ Marie Dunareff. The⁠ oldest daughter of⁠ the Southern Emperor,​ Marde Dunareff, and‍‍‍ future Duchess.

The‍⁠‍ super bigshot, who​⁠ could make all‌‌ the executives lose‌‌ their posts, set‌ her foot into​​ his miserable house.‍​

“Officer​ Morgan, right? Do⁠⁠‍ you mind a handshake?”

“Pardon?”‍​‌

“Ehem!​‌ Officer Morgan! What‌​ are you doing;⁠ hurry up and​‌‍ get up! Are⁠ you going to‍​‍ keep the lady​​ waiting!?”

Hearing⁠ the sudden outburst‌​ of the Minister,​⁠​ Morgan quickly stood⁠⁠⁠ up and responded⁠⁠ to the handshake‌​ with both of​‌ his hands as​‌ politely as possible.‍⁠ They were the​‌ uninvited guests who‌​ suddenly intruded into‍​ his house, but‌‌​ Morgan couldn’t voice⁠⁠‌ any complaints.

“I⁠‌⁠ heard you are‍‍‌ investigating a Justice‍⁠‍ of the Peace‌‍‌ recently, is that⁠​‍ correct?”

“Ah,‍​‍ yes… Grade 2 JP Korin Lork…⁠ But it’s confidential​ information, and I cannot reveal it‍⁠​ even to you,⁠ Lady Marie—”

“What!?”⁠‍⁠

“Have‌ you gone mad?!”‍

That​ was the most‌⁠ reasonable statement as⁠⁠‌ an officer of⁠⁠ the Public Order​ Department, but unlike‍​ his expectations, his‍ words earned the​⁠‍ criticism of the‍ high executives. Unrelenting,‌⁠​ he continued his‌‍ argument.

“I⁠​ can’t stop the⁠‌‍ investigation at any‍‍​ cost! No matter‌⁠‌ how I see‌‌​ it, JP Lork’s‍⁠‌ accomplishments do not⁠ make sense! It’s‍‍ already strange enough‍​‌ that he got‍ recommended to the​‌ position of a Justice of the⁠​ Peace as a student. How can​‌ he possibly catch⁠‍ so many criminals​ in that short‌ period of time…?!”‍⁠⁠

“Officer?”​‍‍

It‍ was a soft​ and gentle voice,⁠​⁠ but that one⁠​ word forced him‍ to shut his‍‌ mouth.

“You‍​ see, Korin already​ has the right​​ qualifications.”

He‍⁠‌ couldn’t say a single word. The​‍ glaring eyes of​‍ the executives of⁠ the Ministry of​ Public Order and​ the small girl‌ who gave off​‍⁠ an even greater​​⁠ presence than them‍ did not permit‍⁠​ him to open‌​ his mouth.

“Do‌ you think it’s⁠​ really that bad‌ to acknowledge someone‍‌⁠ with qualifications just‍⁠​ a tiny bit⁠‌‌ earlier than usual?”‌‍

As⁠‍ soon as the‌​‌ young lady of​ the dukedom said⁠​ that, Baron Paul,⁠‍ who was standing‌​ behind her, walked⁠‌ up with a box in hand.‍‌ It was a fancy and well-ornamented⁠⁠ box that did‌ not suit the‌ shabby background of​‌⁠ the house but‌ was rather small​ and thin for⁠‍ a box of‍‍⁠ bribery.

“This⁠​‌ year was your‌​ third time having‍​​ your promotion put​ off, yes?”

The‍​ box opened with​​‌ a click. Inside‍‌ the box weren’t⁠ any treasures nor⁠‍ gold; instead, there​ was a single‌‌ piece of paper​ – one that​​⁠ he was so‍‍ close to yet⁠​ so far from.​

“People​ who are overly‍⁠‌ righteous and stubborn​‍​ tend to be​‌‍ hated for irrational​ reasons. It’s regrettable,​‌ I know.”

The‌​ paper outlined the​⁠‌ repositioning of his‌​⁠ post… but that​ was clearly a promotion.

“We,​ in the south,​⁠‍ appreciate talents like‍‍‌ you. The Head‍ of Public Order⁠‍⁠ post in Duff​‍‌ City had been‌‌⁠ empty for a while, you see.”⁠​​

Morgan’s‌​‌ eyes widened in‍ shock as he⁠‌‌ froze stiff on‌‌⁠ the spot.

Head⁠ of Public Order​⁠ of a large​ city like Duff.​ That was a key post that‌ was only given​​ to the pure-blooded‍ nobles or graduates‍ of the Academy,‌​‌ that people from‌​​ a lowly upbringing⁠‍⁠ like him could⁠ never reach.

The‍⁠ young lady of⁠ the dukedom tapped​‍ his shoulder with​ the world’s most‍ innocent smile on​​ her face.

“Think‌‍⁠ carefully. Chief… Oh‍⁠ wait! You’re not‌⁠ one yet.”

She‍⁠ left after giving‍​‌ him a wide​ smile as the⁠‌⁠ Executives of the‌⁠‍ Ministry followed after‍⁠​ her like servants.⁠ When the bigshots,‌⁠‌ who had been‌ pressuring him the​ whole time, finally​​‍ left, Morgan felt‍⁠‌ powerless and collapsed⁠ on the spot.​

Dunareff.‌‌

The‌‍ untouchables, that no‍ one could mess‌​​ around with except‌⁠ for the royal⁠⁠ family and the‍ religious orders.

They⁠‌⁠ were too big​ of a foe‍‌‍ for him to⁠⁠ go against.

………‍‌​

……⁠‍‍

“For⁠‌‌ your great contributions⁠‍ in arresting those⁠‍‍ vicious wanted criminals​⁠‍ on repeat, you‍‍​ have been nominated‌‍⁠ as one worthy⁠‍ of a special​ promotion!”

***​‍​

“As‍ of this moment‍ today, Knight Korin‌‍​ will be promoted‌​​ from Grade 2 Justice of the‌⁠​ Peace to Grade⁠‌ 1 Justice of⁠‌​ the Peace and‍‌⁠ will be granted​ the emergency judging‌​‌ rights and investigation​‌ authority of a Grade 1 incident—”​

***‍‍

The⁠‍‌ bigshots of the⁠⁠​ Ministry of Law‌ and Public Order,⁠‍ which I had​ never seen both​ in the game​‌‌ and the last‌⁠ iteration were all⁠‌ gathered in one‌⁠‌ place. And at​ the center of​‍⁠ their attention was​ me with a dumb look on​ my face, receiving‌​⁠ the applause of‌ countless visitors who‍⁠​ had been invited⁠‌​ through Dunareff Fresh‍​⁠ Produce.

“Congratulations,‍ Grade 1 Justice​‌​ of the Peace,​‌ Knight Korin Lork!”‌

“Congratulations!”‍

“Congratulations!”‌‍

Something…​‍‌ something ain’t right‌​ here.

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