Chapter 1461 - The Night Guarding Chaos City

Chapter 1461: The Night Guarding Chaos City

The Gentlemen's League calling made the northern part of the city extremely crowded tonight.

Because there were many gentlemen who came over, the problem of not having enough perpetrators to go around was magnified and caused some conflicts.

In the southwestern corner of the slums in the northern part of the city, a perverted-looking skinny half-orc cowered in a corner, looking fearfully at the gang of gentlemen of various races in front of him.

Even though there were more than 10 gentlemen, they had yet to do anything to the half-orc yet. Instead, they were squabbling among themselves.

"Bro, I saw this petty thief first. He should go to me," said a tall and large knight.

"No, no, everyone has eyes. How can you say that you're the one who saw him first? If I hadn't shouted out loud, he might have already touched that little girl," a fit demon said while shaking his head.

"I don't care. He was hit by my slipper, so he belongs to me. All of you should not fight with me," an orc argued along as he put his shoe back on.

"I was the one who discovered him first!"

"I was the one who wanted to catch him!"

Everyone started squabbling, and it seemed as though they were going to fight it out.

That half-orc was stunned. Why did the world suddenly change? This was the slum the entire city neglected. Why were there suddenly so many strange people around? After a while, he meekly asked, "C-can I go already?"

"Piss off!"

Everyone kicked him back into the corner at the same time, and continued arguing who had the rights over this petty thief.

"Just… Just kill me!"

After going through around half an hour of quarreling over his ownership, the petty thief finally could not take it anymore. He knelt on the ground, and cried out, "I merely wanted to snatch a candy from her… it's just one candy…"

Suddenly, everyone fell silent, and they looked at each other.

"And so you're right for snatching someone else's candy?" A brash orc kicked him.

"Don't you know what you look like? You could have given this little girl a trauma, coming out in the middle of the night to snatch her candy."

"If we hadn't appeared, you might not have just snatched a candy. Didn't this dagger come from you? The scent of the blood on it seems fresh. I suppose you just used it to stab someone," an elf said as he picked a dagger from the ground.

"I… I picked that up." That half-orc's eyes darted around.

The knight stepped forward, and said to everyone, "Alright, there's no conclusion to this argument. We can't possibly split his limbs or meat up among us. Let's just consolidate everyone's name into a list, and then send this fellow to the Gray Temple. They are more experienced than us."

"Sure."

Everyone nodded in agreement to this plan. They got a paper and pen, and wrote everyone's names down before tying the half-orc up, and sending him to the Gray Temple.

The same thing happened in various dark corners of the northern part of the city, and it became a situation where there were very few bad guys and too many gentlemen. There would always be a group of gentlemen squabbling for a good half an hour over who the petty thief should belong to. There were even instances where the petty thief could not deal with the stress anymore, and ended up committing suicide.

Meanwhile, other than the Gentlemen's League, the city lord's castle and Gray Temple also committed more troops and vehicles so that the gentlemen could just hand the bad guys over after capturing them.

"Sir, the number of criminals the Gentlemen's League catches in a night way surpasses the number we could catch in a month," said a young Gray Temple inspector as he looked at the three vehicles full of convicts.

"These fellows are usually very sly. They would know our patrolling time and routes very well, so it's very difficult for us to nab them. The sudden appearance of the Gentlemen's League made use of the strength in numbers to make it impossible for them to hide. It's very effective indeed." The leader nodded, and looked at the criminals in the vehicle. He squinted, and continued, "There are a few big fishes here that we've been eyeing for a very long time. Chaos City will become a lot safer after this round."

"The mysterious person who started the Gentlemen's League is very admirable," praised a young inspector.

"Anyone who would take the initiative to uphold the security of Chaos City is admirable," said the leader with a nod.

***

Although the tiles on the roofs of many old houses in the slums were broken this night, it was a rare night where the people here could sleep in peace.

Towards the latter half of the night, most of the gentlemen left, but there were still some who persisted in guarding the slums till daybreak.

They guarded Chaos City's night.

When the first ray of sun hit the walls, and the brows of the gentlemen were white from the frost and snow, the gentlemen smiled, albeit exhausted. They stood up, shook the snow away from their cotton coats, and disappeared behind the walls.

It had only been one night, yet Bastie Prison's jail cells were full.

***

Mag also stayed up the entire night. When the first ray of sun shone through the window, he realized that he had been up all night, drawing.

"Drawing and writing aren't easy indeed." Mag stretched his neck, and let out a series of clear cracking sounds. He stood up and tidied the messy table strewn with drawings. He organized them, and took one last look before putting them on a bookshelf.

The blueprints for the factory building and machines were already drawn, but he had not written the specific program flow yet, so he would have to take some time out in the day to do it.

He glanced at his watch. It was already 6 am. It seemed like he had no time to take a nap. Mag stretched and went straight to the bathroom to take a cold shower so he could stay awake.

Mag had the body of a 9th-tier knight in tip-top condition. Therefore, staying up the entire night would not tire him out very easily.

He went downstairs to prepare breakfast for everyone. Miya and the rest started arriving at the restaurant, each with a light pair of dark eye circles.

"Why, did everyone not sleep well last night?" Mag asked with a smile as he scooped some porridge up for them.

"Boss, you have no idea how crowded the northern part of the city was last night. The gentlemen from the Gentlemen's League were insane. They swept all the criminals and bad guys of the area. We searched the whole night, and could only catch two thieves stealing a porcelain vat, and even they were almost snatched from us," Miya recounted excitedly.

"I reckon around 70 to 80% of the bad guys in the area were caught last night. The remaining ones would probably not have the guts to come out again," Camilla said.

"Don't you think it's a little too much for all of you, a group of 7th-tier, 8th-tier, and 9th-tier magic caster, giant dragon, and vampire, to catch just two petty thieves stealing a porcelain vat?" Mag raised his brow. He was a little surprised at the overwhelming response for the Gentlemen's League. His initial expectation was just to have a few people join, but it seemed that the response far exceeded his expectations.

"This makes me very troubled. Those bad guys were supposed to be mine, but now I can't even outfight the gentlemen…" Connie sighed. She was a little upset. She thought for a while, and her eyes lit up as she said, "But, does that mean I can ask my master to let me release the bad guys that were caught over these few days so that I can deal with them all over again?"