Chapter 32

Just when Warren was about to give up resisting. A loud scream rang out.

"The city has a ban on flying, who dares to disobey the rules set by the city hall?"

The mayor floated in the air, his chin raised to the sky.

In his entire life, he had never felt so refreshed.

After buying magic from Noir, the mayor did not hesitate to spend all the money in the house to buy materials for magic. Finally, this level of Demigod magic was successfully arranged.

As for his empty wallet, he didn't show any regret or worry, because the mayor knew that this protective magic would make him even more profits.

With this magic, even if Demigod comes, he must obey the city's rules and is not allowed to destroy things or indiscriminately slaughter any more.

Oh no, if Demigod was from a large organization, the mayor would still be respectful and wouldn't dare say a word. But if it's Demigod from small and medium-sized organizations, the mayor won't have any concerns.

After waiting for a while, the mayor finally waited for someone to violate the city's regulations.

However, after seeing the symbol on the carriage, the mayor's face suddenly turned pale.

He seemed… to have done something wrong.

The carriage with that symbol represents the Lindshey family. It is no exaggeration to say that it is his superior, the annual tax payment is also paid to the Lindshey family.

Yet he dared to attack the direct leader.

"Mayor Jelro, are you crazy?"

The subordinate next to Warren couldn't help but shout loudly. Just now they almost died, and he even had the illusion of his whole life passing by.

It can be described by the action of kicking one foot into the realm of death and then turning around to return to the realm of life.

"Mayor Jelro, do you know who you almost hurt?"

The subordinate said with a gloomy face. The mayor almost knelt down and admitted his guilt.

The person in the carriage was actually Lord Lindshey's son.

Mayor Jelro was extremely frightened, secretly hating why he was so unlucky.

He never wanted to harm anyone from the lord's family, but now that he said it, no one would believe it.

The Lindshey family is an extremely powerful force, strong enough to stand on par with large associations or organizations of the same level. It's just a difference in management style.

The mayor thought with fear, if he hadn't stopped in time just now, then the crime of killing the lord's son would have been imprinted on him.

As a result, the mayor did not dare to imagine the punishment he would have to endure. He feared that even death was a distant consolation.

Right in that heavy atmosphere, Warren stepped out of the carriage. He raised his hand, pretending he had no problem, then slowly spoke.

"It's my fault for not announcing this visit in advance, not the mayor's fault."

The subordinate opened his eyes wide, seemingly unable to believe what he had just heard.

Since when did his master become so easy-going?

"Thank you, thank you for forgiving me."

The mayor was extremely happy. It seems like this noble lord is easy to connect with, and not at all arrogant like people from other large organizations. There is not the slightest bit of arrogance.

Meanwhile, Warren is of the same generation as Sword God August, not a brat. No matter what organization you are placed in, you must be equivalent to a senior member.

"Sir, this is not a good place to talk. Please come to the town hall so I can entertain you."

The mayor presented in a considerate tone. But Warren shook his head.

"No need."

Then he looked around, speaking softly.

"Was that magic just arranged by the mayor?"

"This one…"

His face stiffened and he couldn't control himself as he looked towards Noir's shop.

Even though this movement was very small, it still could not escape Warren's sharp observation ability. However, he did not expose it at all and still maintained the elegant and polite attitude of a noble.

"Is there something awkward, Mr. Mayor?"

"If the mayor doesn't want to talk, that's okay."

Seeing Warren acting like that, the mayor felt even more guilty. Just now, he almost killed someone, and now he's hiding the truth, which makes the respected mayor of Jelro City a bit insurmountable.

Finally, he made a decision.

"I don't dare lie to you, I bought this magic from someone, he... also lives in this city."

Warren's expression remained unchanged, as if he had already guessed the truth.

"It's a store, right?"

"Yes sir."

"As expected..."

Warren's eyes lit up.

"The mayor just said that the store sells Demigod-level magic. So the store owner is definitely not a mortal, right? I wonder if the mayor would mind taking me there to take a look?"

"Sir…"

The mayor's face showed hesitation.

"You overestimate me. In front of that person, even Sword God August had to bow respectfully. How can I be qualified to take on the important responsibility of guiding you?"

"Are you saying that even the Sword God must be respectful?"

"Yes, don't dare tell a lie, sir. And not only the Sword God, even another Demigod witch doesn't dare to do anything beyond the rules."

"Demigod Witch?"

Warren's eyes narrowed slightly, then spoke.

"You mean the Witch of Decay, Brenna?"

"This… I don't know sir."

Warren can also understand.

Brenna is very strong at the Demigod level, but her reputation has been lost for thousands of years. Of course it cannot compare to the Sword God.

"Nothing."

Warren arbitrarily dropped the subject.

"Can you know when the Sword God and the sorcerer Demigod arrived in Jelro City, or when they arrived at that store?"

"You asked the right person, sir. Roughly about seven days ago..."

"That witch Demigod angrily headed towards this place, but after entering that store, he changed his mind and left."

"The direction of departure… is probably that direction."

Mayor Jelro pointed in one direction, which coincidentally was towards the crack where the God War was currently taking place.