Chapter 82: Investigation Team Annihilated?

"The Witch's Convent" by DaoistaHADNk

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At the top floor of the Blue Dragon Bank, Rahman had just returned to his room. His vertical pupils calmly followed Hawthorne's figure as he slowly walked out of the bank's entrance and down the street, only sighing quietly once Hawthorne disappeared at the end of the street.

He had found a potential gift for his mother, but it would still need some time to brew.

Just last year, Rahman's mother's second husband had perished in a war with an ancient mummy, and his body was turned into a dracolich, preventing resurrection.

Although their family quickly destroyed the desecrated construct, his mother had sunk into deep sorrow and had yet to recover.

Rahman didn't have strong feelings for this stepfather, but he cared deeply for his mother. He wanted to find a gift beautiful enough to help her overcome her grief and rediscover happiness.

Hawthorne was currently the perfect gift he had in mind. His captivating charisma fascinated Rahman, who was convinced that this human could surely bring his mother much joy.

During the negotiation earlier, Rahman did consider kidnapping him, dressing him beautifully, and presenting him in a gift box to his mother.

He was confident that, given his mother's beauty, generosity, and kindness, the human would eventually understand his good intentions rather than harbor resentment.

However, after consideration, he decided against it.

His mother still remained in mourning and unable to move past her husband's loss. In her current state, she needed a pet who genuinely loves her to soothe her pain, not a beautiful human doll filled with fear and resentment requiring her warmth.

Moreover, the family already had an abundance of beautiful playthings from various races, from heavenly unicorns to lovely deep gnomes, captured by elders and filled with resentment, so one more human from the Green-Silver Clan wasn't necessary.

Therefore, he resolved instead to find a way for Hawthorne to genuinely and sincerely love and serve his mother.

With this in mind, Rahman approved a twenty thousand gold coin investment for Hawthorne to use as he pleased.

For him, this amount was a mere drop in the bucket. On ordinary days, any low-level bank clerk could easily handle ten such investments in a single day.

But for Hawthorne, this was an unimaginably large sum.

Even as he walked out of the Blue Dragon Bank with two copies of the contract, Hawthorne still felt dazed, his steps somewhat unsteady, unable to believe that not only had he met a real Blue Dragon, but after rejecting the dragon's proposal, he had secured an investment 150% higher than his request.

Twenty thousand gold coins?

Was it really that easy... to acquire?

This...

However, just thinking about that Blue Dragon's proposal made Hawthorne shiver with disgust.

Damn it, they wanted to send me to a middle-aged female Blue Dragon's bed as a plaything!

I, Hawthorne, would rather die of poverty, die outside, or jump into the southern port, than become a kept man!

Dignity is one thing, but the whims of a rich dragon lady are truly life-threatening!

Shaking his head to dispel these thoughts from his mind, Hawthorne felt a bit hungry.

The sun had shifted south, and it was already past lunchtime, so he wandered the streets, walking in the shadows cast by towering buildings, until he found a roasted lamb shop run by a minotaur couple. He ordered a ridiculously expensive lamb chop and began to feast.

Hmm, not bad. After getting used to the ordinary meals in the convent Kitchen, indulging in some meat from time to time provided a different flavor.

This meal cost him a full five gold coins, as industrial-scale farming hadn't developed, keeping lamb prices high.

Moreover, this was the Central District, where land was extremely valuable.

Running a store here meant charging high prices to make a profit.

Since the decline of the Sain Empire due to internal strife, the small nations once oppressed by it began to look outward and actively participated in international cooperation and division of labor.

The Amazon Kingdom is a prime example, alongside many other such nations. National independence spurred global economic prosperity, with thousands of massive sailing ships navigating the seas daily, laden with minerals from the Black Soil Continent, ironware from the Dwarven Kingdom, electric stones crafted by Blue Dragons, or magical items handmade by elves...

Prosperous trade brought endless opportunities. Slight fluctuations in international bulk goods prices led to some becoming rich overnight while others lost everything. Every day, countless self-proclaimed smart speculators discovered new opportunities, and their ambitions required financial support, aligning perfectly with wealth-hungry conglomerates, forming mutually exploitative partnerships...

Liberl Port, with its advantageous location, unique natural harbor, and special favor from the goddess of magic, became the center of all this trade. The "Central District" was specifically set aside for large international corporations to conduct business.

Naturally, the land here was incredibly expensive. Thus, five gold coins for a meal of small roast meat seemed quite reasonable.

After filling his stomach, Hawthorne wandered the streets of the Central District, hoping to find a Spellbook containing second-level and higher Spells, as well as purchasing small trinkets as gifts for the nuns.

With the next tram to the South Harbor District scheduled for the evening, he had plenty of time to choose the perfect gifts.

And to reminisce about the feeling of shopping in a skyscraper-filled modern society.

As the sun gradually shifted south, without a clear lead, his efforts to buy a Grimoire were in vain. Defeated, Hawthorne, with a package of jewelry boxes, headed to the station to catch the tram back to the South Harbor District.

Before the sun set completely, he left the near-modern metropolis of the Central District and returned to the old and backward South Harbor District, walking back to the convent.

Inside the convent, several nuns were gathered at the entrance, looking worriedly as they awaited his return.

Stepping through the door and seeing his girls warmed Hawthorne's heart. Stepping forward, just as he was about to say he brought gifts, he saw Heidi step forward with a tense face, saying, "Master, something major happened in the slum."

"The Investigation Team from the Black Staff Tower seems to have been wiped out!"

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