Xia He was originally worried that when he came to the emperor, he would face direct conflict. Seeing the structure of the city of Juno, Xia He understood that at least in the city, everything was under the control of the royal family.

At most, you can talk to others, and the possibility of fighting and conflict is very small.

Xiahe took Ovilia and Martin to take over the Earl's Mansion. The city of Juno has a total of six floors, and the villa is only on the second floor, and the sixth floor in the innermost core is the Palace. The Earl's Mansion is located on the fifth floor, and there are special architectural isolations between each floor, and the terrain is higher than the other.

The more you go inside, the more valuable the land becomes. The convertible deed tax from the Earl's Mansion is 14,000 gold coins. If you are a little noble with a poor family background, you can't afford it for free.

The City of Juno is very clean, but not neat. Many streets are not straight and the buildings are staggered. Although they look beautiful, carriages cannot run fast on such streets.

Xiahe has no cars now, and the three of them are walking around in the garden and walking towards the depths of the city of Juno.

Xia He observed carefully that the architectural style of the City of Juno has an inner unity. No matter how the appearance changes, the main building materials are blue gold bricks, artificially synthesized iron wood, cloud wood, and painted tiles. When he saw these flying eaves brackets, Xia He mistakenly thought he had returned to Shenzhou.

The buildings and both sides of the street are full of trees, 100% of which are magic plants, mostly seven-color maple maple, and there are also precious varieties such as camphor, ancient locust, cloud cherry, and four-season apricots. As autumn approaches, the leaves of seven-color maple maple begin to change their colors. The flowers of cloud cherry have fallen for several months, and the branches have turned dark red. The small-leafed ancient locust is hung with thin silk threads floating in the wind, which are the traces left by the autumn silkworms.

Xia He likes this atmosphere, so he slows down.

There is a commercial area ahead, with many shops. Xia He didn't want to buy anything, so he walked past the street.

"Sir, it's very delicious?" Martin sniffed.

Xia He looked up and saw a four-story building facing the street not far from his right. The building was inlaid with huge glass windows, the courtyard door was opened on the side, and there was also a place to park cars and horses.

"Martin, are you hungry?"

The thief purred in his throat and shook his head.

"That's greedy, let's go and go in and take a look." Xia He gave everyone last night all the meaty noodles and other things. The taste was not good, and it was just a combination of water to relieve hunger.

There are occasionally nobles in the commercial area, but they are all small nobles like Barons. What everyone is used to is knights. Magicians of the earl-level level of Xiahe would not have appeared in such hotels.

However, the people in the imperial capital had their eyes that were vicious enough. Xia He was wearing half of the blood-colored magic robe, drawing family heralds, and metal heralds were hanging on his belt. At least no one in the imperial capital dared to fake such things, and using them indiscriminately would be a death sentence.

The waiter was wearing a short snow-white shirt with a tiny face and placed the menu on the table.

"Great Master..."

"I'll see myself, go and do your business, and call you later." Xia He interrupted the waiter's words.

"Yes." The waiter left Xia He's position respectfully.

Although this restaurant is not high-end, it has partitions near the window and the space is spacious. Xia He threw the menu to Martin and said, "What did you find?"

"Someone followed us and came out of the residence, and was flanked behind it."

Xia He nodded, and he also discovered it, but Martin was the person in charge of the alert. If he didn't find out, he would be dereliction of duty, Xia He would continue to let Martin say it.

"Two groups of people followed, two in front followed, and four in the back followed the people in front. When we stopped in the hotel, the two people left and four in the following. They were all professionals, and two out of the six were like me. I think they were going to provoke."

"It's so boring." Ovilia said a little annoyed.

"I think it's very interesting, Martin, how do you think you're dealing with them?"

Martin looked through the menu and said, "If you were in Storm Corner, just kill it directly. It seems that you can't do it here?"

"Of course not."

"Sir, they are here to disgust you, I don't know what methods will be taken."

"If I feel disgusted, I'm going to kill half of the people in this world?"

Martin poked the menu a few times, gave it to Ovilia, then stood up and walked towards the four people following in. The four followers, three men and one woman, were all very young, looking at the dressing, just civilians.

Of course, even professionals are respected even by civilians, but Martin does not intend to respect them.

Ovilia greeted the waiter and said the dishes he ordered. Martin had already pulled out a dagger and pressed it against the neck of a short-haired man.

The people around him screamed and avoided him. The waiter's face also changed, but when he saw the heralds on Xia He's body, he didn't dare to say anything.

Martin pressed the man's neck with a dagger, and three fingers on his left hand clasped his skull. The man's face was tilted back violently, his eyes turned black and his whole body was numb.

"Take the things." Martin looked at the delicate woman opposite the table. She was only in her early twenties, with a little makeup on her face and a little wearing. Seeing her look in horror, she was about to roll on, Martin's dagger pressed down, and a trace of blood flowed down.

"You stole the money from my adult family. I see you are poor and will not pursue it."

The woman changed color and reached out to touch the purse on her waist.

"Whatever you dare to do, I will slowly cut off his head, and now put the purse on the table and open it myself."

The woman suddenly stood up, and Martin sneered: "Do you want my name to be Red Gloves?"

Red Gloves are not people who inspect the public security. They are the uniforms and equipment of the inspectors in the imperial capital prison. If they are stained, they will peel off.

The woman didn't expect that the target person was so familiar with the way he came to the imperial capital for the first time. They all had a criminal record. If they really called Red Gloves, they would be forced to admit their sins without them.

The woman slowly took off her purse and placed it on the table. She didn't know very well. The other party wanted to see what the purse meant. There was indeed money she stolen in it, but what could this prove? It was just a few gold coins and the red gloves would not care about it.

The woman's hand was just placed on the table, and Martin inserted it like lightning. The woman howled and was nailed to the table by Martin's dagger. Martin's hand pushed away the man who was still rolling his eyes, pinched a corner of the purse with his left hand, and shook it. More than a dozen gold coins rolled out inside, and the woman's eyes went straight.

Martin gently picked up a gold coin and held it in front of the woman, saying, "This gold coin was issued by my elders in the territory. Before I could enter circulation, you wouldn't say you earned it from outside, right?"

The woman called out, and the gold coins were indeed unfamiliar. There was a circle of magic patterns on the edge, a tetrahedral pattern on the back, and a family badge on the front, which was exactly the same as the target person, but much simpler.

When did he stuff gold coins into his purse?

Martin put away the gold coins, reached out to grab the woman's hair, pulled it to her, and said in her ear: "Go back and say to your master, and then send someone to follow me, and I will send you all to prison. Then, slowly, you will always be involved. Not only do you splash dirty water, you are far from being smart."

"I……"

"I just think you understand." Martin let go of the woman's hair and suddenly pulled out the dagger.

The woman endured the pain this time and did not dare to shout out. She didn't dare to ask for the gold coins on the table. She lowered her head and rushed out of the hotel. The other two companions raised the man who was still in a daze and left in panic.

Martin put away his dagger, took away all the gold coins on the table, turned around and returned to Xia He, and bowed.

"It's OK, please keep the gold coins."

Martin smiled and collected more than a dozen gold coins. These money was nothing to adults, but he cherished them very much. Martin cherished every coin, and he dared not forget the poor days.

"You said, will they send someone?" Ovilia hooked her finger and called the waiter.

"Yes, but it won't be so low-level." Xia He also said helplessly.

"Sir, what are your instructions?" the waiter trotted over and asked with his head down.

"How much does the table cost over there? I'll pay you for it. I'll call you two iron hats. I want to talk about the stolen matter. The public security in the imperial capital is too bad."

The waiter is so beautiful that you let him go, and you still report the case?

This is a fucking person who wants to get a security patrolman, which is ruining my business.

"Sir, look... this person has left, so let it go."

"What's up?" Ovilia glared at the waiter coldly, and murderous intent was emitting in her green pupils.

"It was the adult who was disturbed. How could you ask you to compensate the table?" The waiter was sweating.

"Forget it, you can't blame them." Xia He spoke next to him.

Ovilia snorted. She was very keen and felt that the waiter in the shop must have known the four people.

If it is on the sea, of course there is no need for any evidence, but this is the city of Juno, the imperial capital of the Arcane Empire.

After a while, a fat man with a round face walked out from behind. He was wearing a high-necked dress, his belly was protruding and his bow tie was very tight, as if he was completely held in his stomach in one breath.

"Several adults, I am the owner of this store. I'm really sorry for what happened just now."

Xia He didn't bother to pay attention. He looked out the window, and on the other side of the glass window, the sunlight passed down from the canopy of a pine tree, paving the road mottledly. Several children squatted under the tree and used the branches to bucket the ant holes.

There are no children in Storm Corner. Most people don’t even have a home, just a single man.

"This is what I gave to several adults. Our special dish, the Honey Swallows, is the hotpot."

Xia He saw a child screaming and jumping up, and a footed insect jumped from the trunk, like a centipede. The other children laughed, and two of them used branches to suck them.

The waiter brought a large plate and placed it in the middle of the table. The owner of the hotel personally arranged the small golden-painted bowl, and Xia He took his eyes back and instantly exclaimed a mage's hand.
Chapter completed!