Chapter 1263 Future Work

"I've borrowed it, I've borrowed it, and I'll give you the trouble!" Manfeld squeezed into the crowd and immediately attracted the attention of the group of refugees.

"Who are you?" Someone stopped in front of him with an unhappy expression, "Even if I can't hold it in anymore, I have to wait until I feel better first, right?"

It was this person who laughed evilly at first. His thoughts suddenly changed. It seemed that the other person was most likely the leader of this group of people. It was unlikely that he would take away the woman in front of a dozen gangsters. Since there are no weapons, the only chance is probably to knock down the leader first, and then take advantage of the chaos to lead the others away.

"I'm here to give you a heads up. Someone has already gone to notify the guards in black. If you don't run now, it will be too late later." Manfeld spread his hands and pretended to be calm. He took two steps towards the other party, and at the same time secretly winked at the woman, hoping that she would understand that he was not the same as these gangsters. However, the latter not only did not make any expression, but turned his head slightly, showing a confused look.

Damn it, doesn't this guy understand his situation?

Why can you still be so...calm after reaching this point?

"The guards in black are just patrols, aren't they?" The leader grinned sinisterly, "It's unclear who they will help. You kid, you should still be a baby!"

"Hahaha, judging from his appearance, he probably comes from a wealthy family."

"Didn't you end up in the same situation as us?"

"Get out of here quickly before the boss gets angry——"

Laughter suddenly broke out, and at this moment, Manfred took action. He slumped his shoulders and gave a strong push, hitting the chest of the leader who had relaxed his vigilance. Then he raised his fists and knocked the opponent to the ground.

I have to say that these gangsters are much easier to deal with than Mike Jinli's two well-trained attendants. From the time he started until he fell, the leader didn't even hum.

The crowd was suddenly in an uproar.

"Damn it, you're looking for death!"

"Save the boss quickly!"

Manfred immediately felt several blows to his back and legs, but he couldn't care less now. He half-blocked his head and reached out to the woman, "Follow me!"

Something unexpected happened.

The woman did hand her hand over, but instead of putting it into his palm, she grabbed his wrist tightly, and then pulled him hard into the circle.

"Hey, you..." Manfred was about to ask the other party if he made a mistake, but he saw the lightning dancing on the woman's body.

Wait... lightning?

Before he could recover, the small electric light turned into an electric arc in an instant, and the blue light suddenly became strong, pounced on the rushing gangsters like a long snake, and penetrated them one by one like a skewer. In the face of such an incredible sight, the perpetrator had almost no power to resist. He only had time to let out a short scream before falling to the ground stiffly.

"That's enough." The woman clapped her hands and said easily.

"Uh... are you..." Manfred said dumbfounded.

"Yes, I am a witch." The other party admitted her identity very frankly.

But...aren't witches supposed to be extremely beautiful, with proud figures, and full of charm in every move they make? He looked at the woman carefully for a moment, and the feelings he got were completely unrelated to these descriptions. Not to mention her appearance, being ordinary is just a compliment; her figure is also quite skinny, and if you just look at her back, she is no different from a little girl.

"Then...what are they going to do?" Manfred pointed to the gangster on the ground.

"I will contact the police department to handle the aftermath - don't worry, I only used about 10% of my strength, and it will only make them faint for half an hour at most. But the people in the mines and furnace areas probably won't let them go so easily. If we leave them, I think we will have to stay at least ten and a half days before we can come out, right?"

Manfred found that he could no longer follow her words.

How come from her tone, it sounds like this conflict was planned?

"By the way, my name is Sharon, can you tell me your name?" The woman's question interrupted his thoughts.

"Well, Manfred..."

"You are the first person I see who comes forward. Why?"

"Why?" Manfred rubbed the area where he was kicked. "Isn't it natural to prevent evil from happening? It's just that I didn't expect that you don't need help at all."

"Of course?" Sharon curled her lips, "If everyone thought so, those hecklers wouldn't have disappeared without a trace."

"But there will always be people who understand this." In the history books, nobles were transformed from such people. They brought order to the chaotic world and opened up a path among the thorns.

"You're right, there are always people who know right and wrong." Sharon laughed, "Are you a migrant who just came to Neverwinter? Do you have any thoughts about joining the police department in the future?"

"Are you talking about...becoming a man in black?"

"Yes, fighting crime, maintaining order, and protecting residents are the main responsibilities of the police. I think this job may be suitable for you. In addition, they may not always wear black clothes, like now."

"Eh?" Manfred was stunned.

"Okay, I have to report to the administrative hall. The receptionist is still waiting for you." Sharon waved her hand and turned towards the inner city.

"You know now why I didn't let you go, right?"

Matt smiled at him as he returned to the group.

"What...is going on?" Manfred asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"An effective way to deter crime." Matt explained as he walked. "Originally, the temporary housing area in the suburbs was not so chaotic, at least when I lived there. But since the number of immigrants has doubled, the level of security has improved. There has been a serious decline, and among all crimes, the atrocities against vulnerable women are the most prominent. Of course, I am not saying that the fault lies with you, because there are also many refugees who have moved from various places in Graycastle. Because there are too many people, It is difficult for the police to take care of it, and it is very important to call the police once something has happened. By the time someone arrives, the perpetrator may have already caused irreparable harm.”

"Isn't this an obvious thing? If a lot of scum are gathered together, no matter how good the place is, it will become a mess." Someone muttered, "In my opinion, the King of Graycastle should not accept these people of unknown origin at all. "

Matt shook his head, "Your Majesty hopes that anyone can be useful - especially in the face of the battle of divine will. However, this idea did not come from your Majesty, but was proposed by the witches. For them, doing so can both It consumes magic power, kills space and time, and maintains law and order, which is undoubtedly killing two birds with one stone."

Typing... to pass the free time? Manfred couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"Facts have also proven that this trick is very effective. Any seemingly weak refugee may launch a fatal counterattack, which is enough to make those who are tempted to give up their thoughts. In addition, the police department will never let a criminal go, and repeat offenders will repeat it again and again." Consider the cost. After the two started joint rectification, the security here has been much better than at the worst time."

"I see..." Manfred said thoughtfully. It seemed that the men in black in Neverwinter were completely different from the patrols of the past. Instead, they somewhat resembled the image of knights in his mind.

If Sharon hadn't lied to herself, this might have been a dream job.

After arriving at the temporary residence and allocating rooms, Matt waved goodbye to them, "I will come over tomorrow to show you the history and characteristics of Neverwinter. This will be very helpful for your future life and integration into the local area. In addition, If you have any questions, feel free to ask them.”

Manfred wanted to ask about the requirements for becoming a policeman, but when he said it, he unexpectedly changed it into another sentence, "I saw some huge iron birds on the way here. I wonder if you also-" —”

"Ah, I have seen it. If you have stayed in Neverwinter for a long time, you will know that it is not a rare thing." Before he could finish, Matt replied with a smile, "The first time you meet it, it will be a bit shocking. , but you’ll get used to it. If you’re talented enough, you might even be able to fly it into the sky yourself.”

"What you said...is true?" Manfred's heart skipped a beat.

"Of course, there is still a recruitment order from Her Royal Highness the Princess on the central square - about the new round of Sky Knight selection."