The black sun hangs high

Chapter 30 Disguise Plan
A subtle atmosphere began to spread throughout the city of Seren.

The Seren City police officers, who are constantly being called lazybones, are constantly appearing in the streets and alleys. Some silent soldiers, who are dressed in the uniforms of the Seren City Defense Army but have a completely different temperament, patrol and search back and forth on several main roads with weapons and hunting dogs. In the area north of the clock tower in the center of Seren City, some mages from the Legal Committee who follow the Three Colors Brotherhood thieves can be seen.

These mages, holding spellbooks and various magical pendulums, constantly searched for any traces of magic remaining in the air. No slightest movement could escape their perception.

Everyone knew that something must have happened in the city. Some busybodies tried to find out more, but they couldn't get any results. The police even used this as a pretext to arrest several suspicious people. However, after a beating, they finally confirmed that these guys were just a bunch of hooligans who were bored at home.

In such circumstances, the city's residents were somewhat uneasy. They hadn't felt this atmosphere for far too long, so most families chose to stay home that night, and the children were confined to their rooms.

However, there are two types of people who always go out to spend money, no matter when or where.

One reason is that they can't live without drinking.

two is……

In short, without these forms of entertainment, these people would not be able to enjoy the night properly. Therefore, even though the atmosphere in the city was so tense, Ladies' Street and Water Splash Street still maintained a certain degree of "prosperity".

"Tsk..."

Hugh felt the table in front of him tremble and couldn't help but smack his lips.

Even though Verine had set up a soundproofing magic ritual, he could still clearly sense what was happening in the next room. After all, the houses in this area were quite old, and any slight movement could be perfectly transmitted to his neighbors.

This is the intersection of Ladies' Street and Water Flower Street. The buildings here are mostly old houses of about three stories, which have long since been transformed into apartment buildings. The renovators simply used wooden planks or bricks to divide each floor of these old houses into rooms of varying sizes, and then rented them out to people who make a living on these two streets. The lease terms vary, the rents vary, and as for the condition of the rooms, it all depends on luck...

Similar building complexes exist in every city. After all, for those who can barely meet even the most basic living needs, such houses are already a rare place to settle down.

In short, the most common sight under these buildings is vendors selling earplugs. Living in such a place, it's practically impossible to sleep properly without earplugs. After all, there are always people working and shopping around you, day and night, and the noise they make is unbearable for most people.

However, such places have one advantage: they are extremely chaotic in management, so even the most dedicated police officers and detectives are unwilling to step into this area casually.

No one registers guests' personal information. Generally speaking, the homeowners only care about collecting money and inspecting the rooms regularly. They don't care who lives in their rooms or what they do with them. Some people even hope that guests will accidentally damage the cheap rooms they provide so that they can use this as an excuse to steal their deposits.

Hugh and Verine have no financial problems right now. What they need most is to keep a low profile and stay out of the way. This residential area perfectly meets their requirements. Hugh's original self had stayed here for a few days to gather information when he first arrived in Seren City. So, relying on his memory, he easily found an old woman who made a living by renting out houses and rented a decent room.

Of course, "not bad" means that there is enough space for two people to rest, and they don't have to endure the terrifying public toilets outside. Normally, the constant noise and vibration would be enough to drive anyone crazy.

A faint magical fluctuation emanated from the door. Hugh turned his head and saw a mage's hand suddenly appear behind the wooden door, deftly unlocking it. Then the door was pushed open, and a figure completely wrapped in a long black overcoat walked in.

The moment the door opened, those indescribable sounds that had been blocked by magic rushed in. Fortunately, Verin was fast enough to slam the door shut. The magical ritual field came into play again, and all the disturbing and terrifying sounds disappeared once more, leaving only the bed, tables, chairs, and other furniture in the room still trembling.

“I cast a curse on that old woman, and she won’t wake up for several days… Even if someone interrogates her, she will tell them that we are her younger relatives who have come to seek refuge with her.”

Upon hearing this, Hughes frowned: "Miss Verine, if I may be so bold, such a line of questioning is very unreliable. Any experienced interrogator would be able to detect the problem."

The female mage's gaze immediately turned to him: "Great writer, this should be your area of ​​expertise, right? Then I'll trouble you to prepare a suitable script so that I know what to do."

Hugh nodded calmly, reached out and asked Vera for her magic pen, and then said, "Of course, but in order to minimize the risks, the plan I'm offering may offend you... But don't worry, Miss Vera, I can make some modifications based on your feedback."

After saying this, Hugh buried his head in front of the table and began to write quickly with his magic pen. The tip of the magic pen kept touching the paper, and the slight friction sound was quite pleasant.

With his past work experience and the writing instinct buried in his body, Hugh quickly finished his work and handed a sheet of paper filled with writing to Vera.

After making this move, Hugh dragged the chair to a spot a little further away, and then he saw Vera's expression begin to change little by little.

From calm to confusion, from confusion to anger, and finally even a bit distorted.

"Mr. Hugh!!! This is your plan?"

At this moment, Verain Ernst looked exactly like the programmers that Hugh had met in his previous life who had been successfully provoked by the planners. She shook the manuscript paper in her hand violently, and her eyebrows became as sharp as the longswords of the Iris Guards.

Having anticipated this, Hugh shrank slightly towards the wall, then raised his hands and slowly said, "As I said before, Miss Veraine... under the current circumstances, this is the most reasonable and feasible method in my opinion. As for the details and the allocation of identities, we can discuss them further."

"..."

Vera gritted her teeth, ultimately resisting the urge to smash the young man's head with magic. After calming herself down with magic, she lowered her head with a straight face and began to read the contents of the manuscript again.

……

Mrs. Wendy, the landlady who was nearly seventy years old, was being questioned by two police officers on the side of the street. As an old woman who had been around Serenity for many years, she displayed her shamelessness and impatience to the two young officers.

"Ha, you two young gentlemen... are you here looking for a fugitive? Or are you two mages?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Mrs. Wendy's thin face: "Come on, come on, take a good look and tell me, what kind of sorcerer could hide in a place like this?" She pointed to a room high up where the window was not closed tightly, so suggestive voices drifted out from the crack in the window, making the two young police officers blush.

Indeed, they also felt that the task assigned from above was too outrageous. It was absolutely impossible for a female mage from the Legal Committee to stay in such a place, especially since they had met Miss Verine Ernst before. Everyone knew that she was a proud, confident, and beautiful young female scholar. They simply could not associate this place filled with prostitution with their impression of Verine.

“Mrs. Wendy, I know what you’re saying is true, but we have to check…”

"No register! How many times have I said it? Nobody registers their guests here! Young man, do the officials of our city of Seren really care how many customers and nightingales come and go in these houses every day?!"

The old lady's temper tantrums were somewhat reminiscent of the swamp witches, but the slightly older officer persisted: "Mrs. Wendy, if you don't cooperate with us, then the Legal Affairs Commission will probably come and talk to you... It's okay if there's no register, you just need to tell me who has stayed in your house recently!"

"Pah! Who else could it be?"

Mrs. Wendy seemed to have been hit where it hurt, and she started cursing: "It's all because of my damned nephew, that lazy, lecherous good-for-nothing, who has his eye on a young girl from Water Splash Street and brings her here every day. What a scoundrel... Even the neighbors next door are getting fed up!"

As they were talking, someone came out of the building. The officers turned to look and saw a young man with a sallow complexion, dark circles under his eyes, and brown hair. He was walking unsteadily, but he had a smile on his face. Beside him was a girl with dyed red hair. She looked a little shy and was holding the young man's arm tightly with her hands. Her eyes were fixed on the ground.

"Aunt, what you said is too harsh."

The young man had clearly heard Mrs. Wendy's cursing, and he retorted, "That's not true at all. I find them noisy too."

Wendy cursed a couple more times, then glared at her and asked, "It's so chaotic outside today, why did you still go out!"

"A new bard has arrived in Shuihua Street, it is said that..."

"roll!"

The old woman, enraged, pointed down the street and chased away her lecherous nephew in front of two police officers.

Upon seeing this, the two officers exchanged glances, then shrugged and checked the makeshift magic pendulum that their superiors had given them. After finding that there was indeed no trace of magic around them, they sighed and headed toward their next target.

"Miss Veraine, I thought your magic had failed."

"I won't make a mistake; the only one who can make a mistake is you!"

Veraine's mood was at its lowest point, but she had to admit that Hugh's plan had indeed succeeded. This was a bit of a setback for Veraine, who always relied entirely on magic to solve problems. Of course, what made her even more uncomfortable was the pretense they had to maintain.

Hughes understood Vera's feelings perfectly. He shrugged helplessly and then asked in a low voice, "So, Miss Vera, can you tell me now why we're going out at a time like this?"

"I need to go back to the Legislative Affairs Commission's headquarters."

Upon hearing Verine's words, Hugh almost stopped what he was doing. In his view, the city of Seren was now full of dangerous traps, and the two most terrifying places were Iris Street, where the Kingdom of Delan's embassy was located, and the headquarters of the Legal Committee in Seren. The former had already completely revealed its hostility towards the two of them. Once those Iris Guards appeared, even if Verine was a Lake-level mage, she would probably only have death to look forward to.

As for the location of the Legislative Affairs Commission...

Hugh really didn't want to confront those professional law enforcement officers with his rudimentary magical skills. In front of those well-equipped and experienced mages, any trace of magic he revealed could very likely trigger their pursuit.

As an unregistered rogue mage, he deserved to be executed in the street by law enforcement, and a group of drunken hooligans might even come out and applaud his corpse.

However, Verine's hands were clenched tightly, and the female mage, disguised by magic, had her head down, making it impossible to see her expression.

"Okay, ma'am... what are you planning to do back at the Legislative Affairs Commission's headquarters?"

"I need some refined crystal ore. Without it, my magic power cannot be replenished quickly, and sooner or later I will faint from magic power depletion."

Weilin said in a low voice, "Also, I need to find a record in the base, a detailed record of the recent personnel and material movements. With it, I might be able to figure out what exactly happened between the Kingdom of Delan and the Legal Committee."

She sighed, looked up at the sparse pedestrians on the street and the patrol team flashing by at the end of the street: "Mr. Hugh, at first I thought that the branch of the Legal Committee in Seren City had rebelled, but it turns out that this is not the case... Now it seems that I am the one who is regarded as the traitor."

"So you plan to start with the Legal Committee and find out their objectives in Seren?"

"It's not me, it's us."

Veraine ruthlessly shattered Hugh's attempt to slack off, saying coldly, "To get the Legal Committee to abandon its apparent neutrality and completely side with one side, this must be no small matter... I need your help."

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The next one is out; I've burned out.

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(End of this chapter)