Douluo: Starting from the Spirit of Time Worm

In a magnificent hotel in the southern district of Beidi City, a young man with blond hair, blue eyes, handsome face and gorgeous clothes was holding a glass of light red fruit wine and leaning on the back of the chair.

He was holding the wine glass in his right hand, and his left hand was naturally placed on the armrest of the chair, looking calmly ahead:

"Holmes, did you mess up?"

In front of him, the guard captain responsible for handling the bodies of the blackmail gang looked a little gloomy:

"In terms of the result, it is true, but it is not my fault. That kid is simply a desperado!

“It only took a few minutes from the beginning of the operation to the time I arrived at the scene, but in the end all I saw were the bodies of the gangsters.

"According to the laws of the Northland Province, the City Guard does have the right to adjudicate on such matters.

“If I catch him at the scene and both parties are arguing, I can also ‘invite’ them both to the Public Security Bureau in the name of mediating the dispute.

"But in this situation, if I want to move him, I have to name him a suspect. These are two completely different things!

"The former just makes him get entangled in trivial matters and has no time to practice. At most, it makes him extremely annoyed...but the latter situation is an unending hatred!

"I don't want to be regarded as the enemy of life and death by a powerful soul master."

The young man tapped the wooden handrail with his index finger and asked:

"Can't we just let him cooperate with the investigation?"

Guard Captain Holmes shook his head, "The law favors the soul master. He is just cooperating with the investigation. He can refuse unless I directly point the finger at him."

The young man was silent for a moment and said tentatively:

"Then just treat him as a suspect and arrest him."

Holmes looked at him with an idiot look, "I said, I don't want to fight to the death with a powerful soul master, and the price you gave me is not worth it."

Feeling a little annoyed by his gaze, the young man said with a trace of anger in his tone:

"Then how do I explain this to Cousin Brady? I promised with all my heart that I would cause trouble for them."

"That's your business." Holmes shrugged.

"Is this the way you approach things?"

Holmes said coldly:

"Abbott, if you have any dissatisfaction, let Brady come and say it himself, I am not your subordinate.

“Also, a word of advice, don’t take it for granted that the people you are dealing with will play by your rules.

"For that kind of desperado, directly using the most primitive means of violence is what they like and are best at."

After saying that, Holmes stood up and left the room.

The city lord of the North City is not a local feudal noble, but an official directly appointed by the Tiandou royal family. To a certain extent, it plays the role of controlling the northern nobles and preventing noble rebellion.

The city guard is an armed force directly subordinate to the city lord, and the nobles cannot intervene at will without sufficient reasons.

Therefore, Holmes does not need to worry too much about the feelings of these nobles, not to mention that Brady and Abbott are only heirs and not real lords.

"Let's go." Holmes calmly ordered the two men guarding the door.

"Yes, sir."

The young guard unconsciously tapped the upper and lower edges of his eye sockets with his index finger and thumb, then immediately put them down.

After they left, the sound of broken wine glasses was heard in the private room.

…

Although the school also provides dormitories, most noble students either rent or purchase residences outside the school.

Vidal purchased a house in Beidi City, and the area was quite large.

Amon, Yan Jin, and Lei Yin also stayed at his house temporarily.

After Lei Yin returned, he told Amon what happened.

"It's a small thing, don't take it to heart." After hearing this, Amon said nonchalantly:

"Maybe Brady has made some moves. He is still using Vidal as his imaginary enemy and wants to weaken Vidal's prestige by suppressing us.

“If you really get entangled with those gangsters, you will be in trouble only when the city guard comes.

“Because once you enter the Public Security Management Office with them, it’s not that simple to come out smoothly.

"At that time, it will be a competition of connections and backgrounds, which are the areas where the nobles are best at.

"As for Yan Jin's teacher Walter, since he didn't make any big announcement about accepting Yan Jin as his disciple, and there wasn't even a hint of news coming out, it means that he deliberately blocked the news and didn't want too many people to know about it for the time being.

"He will not intervene until the critical moment."

"There seems to be no need to hide things like accepting a disciple. Is this another test?" Lei Yin scratched his chin and guessed.

"Walter should have other plans. This has nothing to do with us... Your soul power level is a bit low. The best thing you should do now is to hurry up and improve it." Amon reminded.

"Yes, I understand, Mr. Amon." Lei Yin nodded.

…

In the spacious reception hall of the City Lord's Mansion, City Lord Cubero sat on the main seat, leaning against the back of his chair and dozing off.

In front of him, guard captain Holmes respectfully reported the situation.

"Sir Cubero, I have followed your request and rejected Brady and others' request to use the power of the city guard to target certain students in Northland College."

Cubero's face was expressionless and his eyes were a little hollow. He said calmly:

"The City Guard itself doesn't serve them, right?"

"This..." Holmes said hesitantly with cold sweat streaming down his forehead:

"I think it's just a small matter, so I didn't refuse it before."

"Okay, you don't have to explain." Kubero's calm voice sounded:

"Don't you think the nobles in the north are too tacit?"

"Tacit?" Holmes was puzzled.

Kubero continued:

"Yes, the Northland College is a good example. The nobles controlled the selection rights of the Soul Master Competition, forcing talented students to rely on their wings.

"They tacitly cut off the channels for many outstanding students to be loyal to the royal family, causing a large number of talents to be lost...

"You say, is this my dereliction of duty?"

Holmes remained silent. These were not things he could comment on.

Kubero laughed, "Why do I say so much to you? Okay, go down, remember your duties, you are serving me and the royal family of the Tiandou Empire."

"Yes." Holmes respectfully left the City Lord's Mansion.

After he left, Kubero's already stiff body seemed even more sluggish, and his originally empty eyes completely lost their luster.

His entire body suddenly turned into invisible silk threads that scattered in all directions.

These silk threads slithered like little snakes, and finally gathered in the hands of a figure wearing a black cloak deeper in the mansion.

The silk threads also made a little halo and disappeared.

The figure wearing a cloak whispered to himself in a slightly old voice:

"The tacit understanding of the nobles is only when they reach a consensus on the distribution of interests. If the original distribution of interests is accidentally broken, then before the opinions are reunited, they will be a group of scattered sand."