The water wizard Parrish, what kind of person would he be, and what abilities would he have? In the child's limited reverie, a tall and handsome man holding a long sword appeared in Arthur's mind.
George closed his eyes and rubbed his temples heavily, in sharp contrast to Arthur who was waving his fists and ecstatically. As mentioned before, George is an anti-wizard group of humans. They believe in divine grace and feel that wizards are responsible for the situation in the world.
The culprit fell into more chaos and darkness. After George got the news about the wizard from Hobic, whether to report it to the official organization of Brighton City became George's biggest problem.
In addition to the law enforcement team that handles various residents' problems and patrols at night, Brighton City also has two other official organizations, the Arbitration Office and the City Council. If the law enforcement team represents the safety of civilians, then the Arbitration Office represents the nobility.
rights and interests, and the City Council is an organization where each class fights for their own interests. Under the mutual constraints of the three official organizations, all classes in Brighton City maintain nominal harmony, especially on the issue of wizards.
The attitudes of the two organizations are surprisingly consistent, and they will detain any wizard who has not registered with the official organization, and for wizards who have already logged in... no resident can know their news.
A simple fact is that Arthur only knew about the existence of wizards when Livlan mentioned it. And Livlan mentioned that wizards had disappeared from the public eye for a long time, and there was only occasional news about wizards from very far away places.
Of course, Arthur still doesn't know that free wizards are a thorn in the side of Brighton City's official organization.
Hobik squirmed tremblingly on the sofa, muttering all kinds of nonsense in fear. George poked Hobik's waist to try to calm him down, and Hobik turned around and blocked George's blow.
He moved his hand angrily away from George. At this time, a small round button on the collar of Hobic's cloth reflected golden light, attracting the excited Arthur and the troubled George.
"What is this?" Arthur pointed at the shiny metal button on Hobic's collar. Generally speaking, buttons are made of wood or shells, and only a few nobles use gold or silver as collar buttons. But
Arthur has never seen the metal that Hobic uses as a collar button. No matter whether Arthur is looking from the left or the right, the front of Hobic's collar button is always facing Arthur's direction.
George followed Arthur and did a few experiments, and found that the collar button could never be seen from the side, but overall the collar button was not round. "Isn't this amazing?" George temporarily forgot about the wizard and the official
When it comes to organizing things, my eyes are fixed on this collar button, and I reach out to touch the collar button.
"Hey, take your hand back, this thing is very valuable!" Hobik slapped George's hand away again, frowning and cursing for George's impoliteness, "This is forged and tempered by the dwarves.
The existence that represents the crystallization of the wisdom of our dwarves!"
You obviously don't even remember your own name, so why are you mentioning the wisdom of the dwarves? Originally, Arthur wanted to touch the collar button, but when he saw George rubbing the back of his hand and mumbling, he gave up the idea. Arthur suddenly
Noticed George giving him a look.
"You said this is the crystallization of the dwarves' wisdom. Can a small collar button become the pride of a dwarf? Even the blind man on Balmer Street can know that this is just an ordinary button."
As soon as he heard George's slander, Hobik jumped up from the sofa, stood on the sofa, pointed at George's nose and retorted: "Ignorant human brat! How can you understand the wisdom of the great dwarf!"
"
"Then you can prove where wisdom lies. If you just talk about it, I would also say that the teacup you just used is the crystallization of human wisdom." Arthur helped.
Hobik's beard stood up, and he pointed his finger at Arthur, then back at George, going back and forth several times, but he couldn't say a word.
Tens of seconds later, Hobik, whose face turned red, held back a few words: "Good... very good... human brat! I will show you the greatness of the dwarves now!"
He took off the collar button and placed it on the sofa. He pinched both sides of the collar button with his fingers and pressed it. The collar button was not as hard as ordinary metal, but very soft. He wrapped Hobik's fingers in it. Hobik lay on the sofa.
Facing the button, he explained to the two of them: "You uninformed little ones, this metal is called memory metal. It can change its shape according to the needs of the user. Only a very small number of dwarves are made of this metal."
Buttons, strange, why do I have them? It’s not important! This kind of button is not just a decoration, because we dwarves have the relics of the gods, this kind of memory metal can create a connection after contact with each other..."
"A relic of God?" George glanced at Arthur inadvertently and found that he had no reaction to the name. He was still watching Hobic fiddling with his collar button attentively. Could it be that Arthur knew what it was?
"In other words, a dwarf with this kind of button can use this button to convey simple words and sense the location of the other party even if he is in two different cities."
"How is this possible?" Arthur exclaimed. He couldn't even imagine such a fantasy. How could two people from different cities communicate with one collar button? The corner of Hobik's mouth raised, "I am now
Just show it to..."
Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Lily walked out of the kitchen with the hot tea and asked with a smile: "Show? What does Mr. Hobick want to show?"
Arthur and George stood up straight in an instant, blocking Hobik on the sofa. At the same time, they kept waving their hands behind them to ask Hobik to put away his collar button. As a former clerk of the law enforcement team, Mrs. Lily always told several children,
Don't be too curious about the things of other races, and don't do anything too dangerous. Liqi does this best.
Hobik peeked his head from behind the two of them and said nothing. He took the hot tea from Mrs. Lily and drank it carefully.
Until late at night, the four of them casually chatted a few words about the town of Fort Rye and the relationship between Hobbick and Dodge. However, they could not get any more useful information from Hobbick, so Arthur gave up. Lily
Madam placed Hobik in the vacant room next to Mrs. Lily on the first floor. It was originally used by several children to do homework at home. There were only five small wooden tables in the room. There were no other rooms available, so Mrs. Lily simply put a quilt
Put it in this room and let Hobik sleep.
...
Late at night, there was no longer a trace of light in the night sky. Apart from the kerosene street lamps at the intersection, not even a carriage could be seen in Brighton. On the roof of a department store at the end of Buckley Street, a man in black robes hugged him.
He picked up his clothes and quietly examined the nearby houses. He followed the blood trail of the dwarves from the small town of Rye Castle to Brighton City, and lost his target on Perclee Street.
"This is really troublesome. The Houston clan is as troublesome as the Hebrew clan. If we stay any longer, the Arbitration Office and the law enforcement team will come over. We have no choice but to go back first. I don't know what that stupid guy Gesas is.
Didn't catch that annoying wizard."
The man in black robe looked at the silent street again. On the other side of the street, several law enforcement officers wearing kerosene uniforms were walking towards this direction. The leading team member raised the kerosene lamp to the roof. There were already