Captain Alur

In Mijen, it was a bright day, there were no rainy clouds in the sky, children of different races were running around the park with their animals.

Laughter was heard from parents who watched their children play with their pets, they were simple animals and parents had no worries about children .

Between the trees one could see a large building and the spire of this building rested on the sky.

The buildings had a semicircular structure, which made it seem that the lower part pressed against the ground more and more. Different representatives of races came out and entered from this building.

Near the entrances stood representatives of the city guards dressed in light gray armor behind each hung a round shield with the coat of arms of the city.

The captain of this detachment of guards was Alur a man of middle age for a man, unlike his subordinates, he did not wear a helmet, his light blond hair was visible, which curled had a short length, but even at such a length they caused inconvenience to the captain.

In every possible way trying to straighten it, he cursed his heredity from his father, who had the same hair.

Unknown to him or his parents, the beard was darker and did not have the same curling properties. He was tall for a man, like his parents, he loved his service and took every possible care of the soldiers who were under his command.

Always wary yellow eyes looked at those who left the cathedral. On the windows and loopholes one could see frescoes depicting various feats of different races before the exodus of the five races.

The cathedral, which used to be used for offering prayers to the gods, was now used as a place where guests from other cities and kingdoms with empires arrived.

He and his soldiers charged a fee to enter the city. This payment went both to pay for the city guards and to pay for other things in the city.

The pay was small for those who were willing to travel through the portals, so many of the soldiers were relieved to know that there would be no discontent. Shortly before entering the place, Major Velion called Captain Alur on duty.

Passing into the major's office, Alur looked around the room, it was small, to the right of the entrance there were holders for clothes and next to it was a small closet in which the major kept her things.

On the left side, the coat of arms of the city was depicted and next to it was a weapon rack on which lay a triangular metal shield and next to it lay a mace of dark metal, keeping his eyes on the wood chips Alur remembered the moments when the last time Major Velion took this weapon in her hands.

Few of the city guards had spell-cast weapons, such weapons were mostly used by the baron's vigilantes.

He did not know for what merit the baron gave Velione this mace with poisonous spikes that pierced armor and infected the attacker through wounds.

A muffled melodic voice was heard pulling the man out of his thoughts and forcing him to look at the table.

Behind which sat a dark elf dressed in an elegant white shirt with short sleeves and slightly unbuttoned upper buttons, emphasizing her figure and the curves of the body in different parts that were visible to the captain.

Like all dark elves, she did not hide her beauty, her black long hair fell from her shoulders and her black eyes in which different people could see different emotions were now serious, the captain rarely saw such a state of the major, so he raised his hand to his head saluting.

- Captain Alur of the Inner Guard garrison has arrived on the Major's orders. - Having introduced himself, Alur said looking at the dark elf.

In many cities, the guards were not divided into external and internal, as they performed the same task. But with the advent of Major Veliona, she divided the garrison into two components.

One that performed the task of protecting the city at the exit and entrance to the city, and those who exactly performed tasks inside the city, performing various tasks of detention, guarding any places where people could rest without fear that they would be spoiled rest.

- Captain Alur, no one puts a hand on an empty head, how long do you repeat this? Can you write it somewhere? - Major Veliona asked in a cheerful voice.

Taking his hand down, the captain only smiled apologetically at her. Another change that she introduced after becoming a major of the city, every subordinate in the service had to salute in the form of putting his hand to his temple and telling who and why he came.

This change caused a lot of gossip among the guards, many of whom continued to communicate without it, but gradually it began to be accepted more calmly, especially by new guards.

- Okay, let's put it down, sit down, the captain at the feet of the truth is not. - She melodiously addressed the captain, pointing with her hand to a chair standing opposite her table.

He understood that since she invited him to sit down, it meant that there would be a long conversation.

Approaching the chair and slightly pushing back and sitting down, she looked from the table to the major.

He was not yet wearing the armor of the city guard, and only for this reason the chair did not break inside, he was glad that he had not had time to put it on before the message from the major.

- Do you remember the tasks for those bastards from the forest? - Asked the major looking at the captain.

Her question was like a test of the captain's knowledge of the problems on the roads and highways and knowledge of the tasks that the city offered to mercenaries and various guilds.

He, as the captain of the inner circle, should have been aware of the possible threats if help was needed from the outer circle of the city's defense.

- Yes, I remember, but as far as I remember, no one takes this task. Do you want to change it or send an outer circle to destroy the robbers? - Asked angrily Alur in his voice was the anger that he wanted to take out on these bastards, clenching his hands into fists. He imagined how he would break their necks with these hands.

He knew very well about this gang, many caravans that were attacked by this gang lost the girls they transported. And in one of these caravans was his daughter. She went to the neighboring city to visit her mother and on the way back they were attacked by a gang of robbers.

According to the head of the guard of the caravan, his daughter fought well, but in the minority, and because of the wounds, she was overwhelmed with them and she was unconsciously dragged into the forest after that no one saw her.

He did not remember well what he was doing when he found out, but his rage and desire to personally destroy these robbers.

- No, the problem is that a stufon of one of the academies took her, but according to the director, he could not cope and sent a professor here to pick him up. - Velion spoke in a calm voice, compassion for the loss of the captain was evident in her eyes.

She knew about the situation of her captain, but without the order of the baron, she could not personally send guards to destroy the camp, so she only hoped for mercenaries.

But those who took this task disappeared into the forests and over time, no one took this task until recently.

- Stuffon? But how can they become mercenaries before completing their studies at the academy? - The captain asked in surprise, rising from his seat.

He knew about the rules that academy stufons could take quests from their academies, but he hadn't heard that there were also quests to kill category A and S rank robbers.

- This is the problem, the stufon had a task, as I understand it, to escort the caravan, but the caravan was attacked by a gang and this stufon took tasks from the head of the caravan guard. - Answering the captain's question, Velion leaned back in her chair.

Listening to the major's words, Alur felt his anger at the robbers rising higher and his heart beating faster, he felt an unpleasant taste in his mouth. Trying to suppress these emotions, he carefully looked at Major Velion.

- And they will send a professor to force this stufon to refuse the assignment. - The major said in a thoughtful voice, looking at the mace.

Not understanding then why he was called here, he did not want to ask this question that Veliona saw on his face.

- The problem is who are they going to send to pick up this stufon it will be Professor Ni'lim you know her maybe as a quick death. - Veliona spoke in a low voice, answering the captain's unspoken question.