Werewolf hunting rules

The dark descendants of Wei Aodi are being hunted in secret.

This happened in the time of the old duke, or in the earlier times, all the landed nobles in all countries did this, and the old duke was just the last group of people who still maintained the tradition.

Starting from military merit, the nobles have an unparalleled status in the country. They are the kings of their own territories. In addition to providing the king with two months of military obligations every year, they only need to worry about the affairs of the territory's taxation, justice and hunting season.

The first two matters can be handed over to others, but hunting must be handled by them personally.

Because generally speaking, the nobles are the most powerful warriors in the territory.

Before the appearance of muskets, the nobles were fully armed and traveled with their warriors. They painted armor and shields with family emblems, and colorful flags, passing through villages and fields, hunting those monsters that were not blessed by the Father, the cultists who deceived the people, the robbers who harassed the road, and the wild beasts wandering in the wilderness.

Hunting is an activity that can be carried out at any time, but the nobles prefer to start hunting collectively in winter and early spring.

On the one hand, because there is less farming in winter, hunting has the least impact on farmers. On the other hand, the above-mentioned disasters will appear more frequently in winter to replenish supplies, and their traces are easier to catch. After the hunting is over, the important spring ploughing can proceed smoothly.

However, with the development of the times, the dark descendants no longer attack humans in groups. Merchants spontaneously organize armed forces to fight against bandits, and the cultists are cleared by the knights of the church. The new bill also secretly cuts the taxes of the nobles, making them unable to support too many soldiers, so the hunting obligations of the nobles quietly disappeared. They no longer practice military preparations, and the money saved is used for business investment and extravagant hobbies to satisfy their selfish desires. Reciting poems, painting, holding banquets and hunting only continue to exist as an important form of entertainment. It is still a tradition, but it has lost its original meaning.

Now, someone wants to revive this tradition.

The East District suddenly became chaotic, and the wealthy dark descendants began to hide, or simply fled immediately.

They did not consider covering up clues at all, but traveled during the day - a time that the dark descendants were not used to, and mixed with ordinary people's carriages. During the day, the guards would not shoot randomly, so as to avoid stray bullets that accidentally hit the rich people traveling in the East District.

The gunmen watched these non-humans leave the East District, but did not chase them.

The survival of the Dark Elves was actually not very important to these killers. They turned around and went into the houses on the list left by the Dark Elves and looted all the wealth inside. Some people even fought with their companions because of the amount of distribution.

It has nothing to do with hatred, morality, and faith. Legal robbery is the driving force for this group of extraordinary people to fight with the Dark Elves.

This time the order came from the city hall building. Mayor Mircea Hutton issued a three-foot-long list document in the morning, allowing the guards to perform any violent acts on the aliens on the list.

Tomorrow, there may be a more formal document announced to the public to explain everything that happened today and to guarantee the bloody events that happened later.

By then, there will be more than just extraordinary people competing with the guards for wealth. Many security companies and detective agencies are willing to share a piece of the pie. So now they are particularly focused on the wealth that is easy to get, so that the benefits are the greatest. If they get enough, they don't have to take risks anymore.

However, the commotion caused by this behavior is nothing to the overall atmosphere of Wei Aodi.

When the dark descendants were persecuted collectively for the first time in a long time, the humans in this city had already experienced long-term, large-scale oppression and poverty. The streets were full of criminals, beggars, and intentional or unintentional cult members. Of course, death was also a common thing. A few galloping carriages and some people who walked fast could not make any waves here.

This was just the beginning, and only a few people noticed these slight changes.

Nightingale, who was born as an ascetic monk, changed his appearance into a guard. Standing in the crowd, he witnessed the mage advisor Hazel of the Bassbe family riding a horse and passing by a dark descendant who was persecuted by his master and decided to leave the city, but they were at peace with each other.

He said nothing and quickened his pace to leave the area.

On the same street and at the same time, Sheriff Albert, who had just finished his shift, stopped for the fugitive. His eyes followed the other party's open carriage. The male and female passengers in the carriage were well-dressed, but their brows were tightly knitted, and they were a little panicked and angry. In the past, the sheriff had never seen such an expression on the faces of the rich people in Wei Aodi, but he saw it more than once today.

Just like the example Albert had seen before, there were two carriages carrying goods behind this carriage, as if they were going to take away all the belongings and luggage.

He didn't look any further, turned his head, and pulled the brim of his black hat at the same time. The emblem of two rifles crossing and guarding a wormwood shone brightly.

"Did the East District have so many people in a hurry before?" He asked his new colleague who was accompanying him, who was of course also a policeman.

The new colleague smacked his lips nonchalantly: "Who knows, maybe they are in a hurry to go on vacation. If we spend money like them, we won't have anything left."

Albert was not satisfied with this answer, but he couldn't refute it, so he found an answer for himself.

"They must know where there are new business opportunities. Nothing makes them more diligent than making money. If they know that others have made more money than themselves, they will be more sad than if they lost money."

The new colleague nodded and said seriously: "What you said is true, but you should also be prepared. I think you will soon have the same troubles as them."

He said "distressed", but his attitude was clearly a compliment.

"How do you say it?" Albert asked back.

"Now that you are appreciated, you can be transferred to the East District in just two months. At this rate, it won't be surprising to become the superintendent one day."

This is true. Albert was indeed appreciated by the nobles. Just the day before yesterday, he put down the workers' riot at the North Bridge Pier in the West District with only three guns and one clergyman. He happened to be noticed by the men of a big shot. When he arrived, someone came to inform him that night to transfer to the East District.

"There are some places in this city that need more safety, and some people are more worthy of protection. You are just condescending to work in the West District. We have prepared a better job for you." This is what the man said.

Albert struggled for a day and finally came.

Not because the pay here is higher and the work is more leisurely, but because there may be room for something to be done here.

Wei Aodie's West District is only better than the North District. As some people's malicious comments say, they policemen hardly do any serious work. They catch criminals and release them every day, or they post wanted notices, but there is no reward. Naturally No one will help catch criminals. Even if they are caught, they still have to be released. In the end, it will be the same as doing nothing.

But why did the prison only have so much space?

Wei Aodi's prison is so few and small, but there are so many criminals. They have already locked up criminals in the office. Even so, the space is still far from enough. When they arrest new people, they have to release some old people in advance. This is also a helpless move. .

This phenomenon has caused law enforcement officers to lose the respect of the public. Some gangsters even call the police station a tough guy detention center. This incident actually has advantages. Criminals are no longer so resistant to arrest, and the number of physical resistance has been significantly reduced. This is good for A lack of armed police is a good thing. But police officers also have dignity and a need for self-fulfillment, and this benefit is a silent disdain for them.

Even though Albert had a righteous heart, he was exhausted physically and mentally by constantly doing useless work.

If this continues, the disappearance case he has been following will eventually go unsolved.

He sighed: "Now the police station - no matter which police station - is still poor. No matter how high the title is, there are only a few things that can be done. The East District is just a little more leisurely. After all, there are so many security guards here. People from the company, they take our jobs, and many streets don’t even allow us to enforce the law.”

"Don't say that." His new colleague didn't agree with this view, and walked close to him and whispered secretly: "We are lacking a lot of things now, but soon we will lack nothing."

Albert's eyes quickly glanced around: "What do you know?"

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"Do you know the most arrogant among the gunmen? They are the guys called the guards. They are not from the security company, they are the best players hired by the wealthy alliance from all over the country with huge sums of money. I heard that because Their asking price was too high, and the rich did not often live in Weiaudi, so they began to refuse to pay the cost of hiring guards and left Weiaudee, leaving only the factory here to wait for the guards to leave, in order to continue to maintain public order. , the government will naturally allocate more money to the police.”

It stands to reason that the government should not reduce investment in police stations for privately employed security, because the Royal Police belongs to the public service field, and private security obviously will not protect everyone. But in Weiaud, the distinction between private and government is not so clear.

"Moreover, there are endless crimes in this city. After Konoe leaves, I am sure there will be some legitimate ways to make money in legitimate jobs." The new colleague said confidently.

Albert just shook his head. The reason why he left the army was because he no longer wanted to do those "proper" ways of making money.

If someone pays extra, they go to patrol the door of someone's house more often. What's the difference between this and a gang?

But speaking of it, those guards were very mysterious, and he sometimes suspected that Wei Audi's disappearance was related to them.

"The cafe you recommended is coming soon." He interrupted his colleague, his eyes shifted to the sign with a hot drink pattern hanging on the door of the building on the right front, and his footsteps moved there: "This is my first time in the East District. The cafe, although the taste is definitely not bad, I also hope the price is not too expensive. ”

The fellow police officer laughed: "You don't know. Although this kind of cafe is opened in the East District, it is not opened for the rich, but to serve their servants and security guards, so the prices will not be exaggerated. It is not for us." It’s just right for the income.”

At this moment, they had already approached, and through the glass at the door, they could just see the business sign being flipped over.

"Closed"

Sheriff Albert stopped: "What a coincidence, your store is closed."

The companion waved his hand and didn't take it seriously: "They must have made a mistake and forgot to turn the sign over. Look, there are people eating inside. I'll remind the manager here."

The accompanying police officer was right. Through the glass, they could indeed see two people sitting inside, so they opened the door and the doorbell rang behind them.

There were only two guests in the room. They were sitting at the same table and discussing something. The man who seemed to be the manager was busy at the counter, but the waiter stood there blankly, looking at a loss.

Hearing the doorbell, the two guests turned their heads slightly, and the manager immediately dropped what he was holding and walked quickly to the door.

"Sorry, we are closed now. We forgot to turn the sign at the door." He desperately signaled the waiter with his eyes to bypass the two police officers and turn the business sign at the door to the back, but he soon found that the sign was not turned wrong.

"I said it was not the right time." Albert had already started to retreat, but the big man among the guests in the room called him.

"Sheriff Albert."

Albert looked carefully and found that this strong guest was the gentleman he had met before and helped him.

He wanted to respond, but he couldn't remember the other person's name, as if he had not asked the other person's name in two consecutive meetings, which made him a little ashamed for a while.

"Manager, please let him come and sit down," the unknown guest invited kindly.

Another guest sitting opposite him said, "Are you sure you want him to come? Clayton, he's just an outsider."

"Don't mind. Sometimes we just need others to express our opinions."