Chapter 109 Chapter 109 Testify.
Su Cheng: “…”
These wanted posters flying all over the sky cannot be magic portraits. After all, the production cost of that thing is not low.
But even if it is just static, the portrait is quite realistic.
Black hair, fair skin, black eyes and red lips, clearly a deep and gorgeous outline, but the expression with drooping eyebrows and eyes shows a bit of pitifulness.
Compared to the gods thousands of years later, this musician looked very docile and well-behaved, not like a murderer at all.
Of course, although Su Cheng was not very clear about the details, he felt that based on his personality, he did not seem like the kind of person who would actively seek money or kill people.
Or maybe because she was having an affair with him, she instinctively felt that someone else had done something bad first.
"how?"
The blond boy next to her looked unhappy, as if he displeased that she had been staring at the portrait for too long.
Su Cheng shook his head slowly. "He looked familiar just now, but I usually don't pay much attention to wanted criminals. Now I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have seen a wanted poster for him before. I didn't expect it to be sent to the Principality of Anser..."
"These things are not worth paying attention to. You are right. Don't waste your time."
Gerald's face lit up with understanding. "According to those people, a lowly actor killed an imperial earl, the emperor's nephew. This is a great disgrace. The deceased's family feels even more ashamed, so they insist on killing him. They say they want to skin him, dismember him, and draw him by five horses. Humph, these foolish nobles! Do they think a noble who could be killed by a mere musician deserves to be a noble?"
Before Su Cheng could say anything, he stopped discussing the topic and just said there was a clothing store up ahead and asked her if she wanted to buy a couple of clothes.
"Don't get me wrong, it's just for one night. Your skirt is soaked after all."
Gerald said, "I have made an appointment with the tailor to come and take your measurements tomorrow. You can take a shower tonight. Of course, it only takes two magic spells to wash and dry your skirt, so it doesn't matter if you don't want to buy it..."
Su Cheng blinked. "When you say two magics, do you mean there are specific magics used for this kind of thing, or did you flexibly use a certain spell?"
"Oh, I modified some magic."
He answered indifferently, his face not only without any pride or complacency, but also a bit gloomy, as if this was some bad thing.
Su Cheng was subconsciously curious, but then he thought again, if the poem was true, this was the guy who smashed his brother's face into a honeycomb.
So if he shows unhappy emotions, maybe it's better not to provoke him.
"...Actually, it's pretty easy for me to buy clothes," Su Cheng said dryly, "Don't bother hiring a tailor, I'll just buy a few pieces."
"If you insist," the blond boy curled his lips, looking disapproving, "the things in the clothing store are not as good as—"
"Gerald!"
Suddenly, a loud shout was heard from the bustling night market street.
Several young people came towards us, almost all of them holding snacks in their hands, and they all exuded a magical aura.
"It feels like I haven't seen you in a while?" asked the young man in the lead. "Are you not at school? Wow, who is this beautiful lady?"
The other people looked over, their eyes filled with amazement.
Gerald's face was very grim. "My friend. And to answer your question, I didn't go to school, and I won't go in the future."
"Uh," the man seemed to have noticed that he was unhappy, and couldn't help but soften his tone. "Sorry, both of you, sorry, but what happened? John and Nina asked about you earlier, they said..."
"I just don't want to go!" Gerald interrupted him. "Tell them that they can find new members of the research team. Besides, my cooperation with them is not pleasant, so I don't want to know what they said!"
The man was speechless.
"Hey," the other man seemed dissatisfied with his tone, "They've always cared about you. Even if you don't care about their friendship, you wouldn't talk like that, right? Forget it, a pampered young master like you would definitely look down on us commoners..."
Gerald sneered, "If you met two people who did nothing, unwilling to contribute magic or inspiration, and kept saying they didn't understand this or that instead of reading a few books to expand their knowledge, and didn't even want to discuss your research with you, wanting to rely on you to complete everything, and constantly saying you were inferior to your brother's classmates, then you wouldn't miss them. I look down on them? That's right, I really do look down on those who have no ability but always try to take advantage! Wait, I seem to have forgotten that you are also one of them, so of course you have to speak up for them!"
The other party was speechless after being confronted by him, and his face was not very good. He raised his finger and pointed at him, "You are not as good as your brother——"
Su Cheng suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Gerald was already very upset, and upon hearing this, he lost control and grabbed the other man's hand. "You keep saying 'we commoners'. The fake potions sold by your despicable and fraudulent parents killed real commoners and destroyed more than a dozen families! You must have known what they were doing, but did you do anything? You didn't. You just enjoyed the money they made and boasted about your family being so rich that they could afford to buy several islands. Now those two bastards are in jail and your family property has been confiscated, and you call yourself a commoner again? You are just the child of a criminal!"
"you!"
The man was completely enraged and punched him in the face.
At that moment, Su Cheng felt some strange fluctuations.
It was an invisible, silent, but absolute tearing—
The space seemed to be cut by an invisible blade.
The man with an unwilling look on his face had half of his right arm fallen from the air before he realized what was happening.
The palm even remained in a clenched fist position.
A second later, the arm that was severed at the elbow began to spurt blood from the cross-section.
The cut was neat and tidy, with a completely flat surface from the flesh to the bones, and the same was true for the broken limbs that fell to the ground.
There were exclamations from all around, the injured person covered his arm and screamed, and several other students were also shocked.
The pedestrians nearby gave way, and soon a patrolling knight rushed over, "What's going on?!"
These soldiers of the Principality of Anser rode amphibious monsters.
It looked like some kind of long-legged crocodile, its body covered in light-colored horny scales, and it was wearing blue, white, and gold armor and saddlery.
It was the first time that Su Cheng saw this kind of magical beast, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances at it.
"...He tried to hit me first," Gerald crossed his arms. "Everyone here can testify to that."
The patrol soldiers turned their heads to look at the injured person, and then looked at the classmates next to the injured person.
Those young people all stammered, turned their heads away, or kept silent, but no one spoke.
Gerald looked at them coldly. "If—"
"I can testify." Su Cheng raised his hand. "I saw that man trying to hit him with his fist first, and he was just fighting back."
Gerald turned around, looked at her in surprise, and then winked at her desperately.
The patrol captain looked at her and said, "...Your accent sounds like an Imperial."
Gerald gritted his teeth slightly and looked at her with a look of disappointment, his face full of "I knew this would happen."
Su Cheng also understood what he meant. He was currently an illegal immigrant. "Yes, I was. Of course, I wasn't the only one who saw it. Many people around here saw it. They probably don't want to get into trouble so they don't want to testify. I have a solution! I have a few gold coins here. Anyone who is willing to testify can get the gold coins as long as they tell the truth. The patrol officers can randomly select a few people and take them to different rooms for conversation. As long as their statements are consistent, the truth will be clear. After all, there is not enough time to collude."
Before she finished speaking, several passers-by rushed over, each of them stretching out their arms and shouting "I do", wishing they could snatch the gold coins from her hands immediately.
Gerald: “…………”
A hint of helplessness appeared on his face, which was originally filled with anger.
"Okay," the patrol captain raised his hand and drove the noisy volunteers aside, "I understand now—"
Her eyes moved around Gerald, as if she was looking at his clothes and jewelry, assessing his status.
"It seems obvious," the captain said slowly. "Judging from the attitudes of these people, they're clearly convinced they can get paid if they tell the truth. Although you acted in self-defense, sir, you still have to pay a fine for using this level of magic in a busy city and causing a certain impact on the public environment."
Gerald nodded and took out a handful of gold coins and handed them to her. "The rest is for drinks for you gentlemen."
The captain took it with satisfaction and said, "If that's the case, then you can settle it privately."
As he said this, he was about to leave with a few of his men.
The injured man yelled repeatedly, "—No! No, no, no! Even if, that was excessive self-defense! He should pay me! I didn't mean to hit him! I just wanted to scare him. I'm a magician. I can't even lift an oil barrel. Who can I hurt with my fists?"
The captain looked at him impatiently, "I think he knows you're a magician, too. If your fists aren't intimidating, why do you think you can scare him?"
The injured person was speechless.
Gerald sneered, "That's not a fatal injury. You can go find someone from the Vatican—"
Su Cheng couldn't help but look at him.
Isn't this the territory of the Eternal Night Cult? Why did they ask me to contact the Vatican?
"There's only one Vatican temple in all of Yasuo, and it's so far away from here!"
The injured man wailed, "And this kind of injury can only be healed by a priest. They charge a lot of money. I don't have that much money. You have to compensate me..."
"You can't even afford a few gold coins, yet you still dare to provoke me," Gerald continued with a sneer. "I won't compensate you. If you're not satisfied, you can sue me. Oh, it seems you can't afford the cost of the lawsuit, then you deserve it. How about this? You can become a cripple or die."
After saying that, he turned and left.
The knights of the patrol army also left, and the crowd watching the excitement gradually dispersed. The injured man picked up his arm and ran away, and the remaining students looked at each other in confusion.
"...Anyway," the person who greeted first looked at Su Cheng, "Speaking of which, I still don't know what to call you?"
Su Cheng looked at him. "Speaking of which, I'm not sure if I want to get to know you, or any of you."
Several people looked unhappy.
"I'm sorry you might think our performance was poor."
The man sighed. "We are students at Maritas College. You should know that Gerald was once our classmate. He always had good grades, but he certainly couldn't compare to his brother. His brother, Altos, completed many successful, easy-to-release magic transformation projects, and his papers were all so well written. The professors and deans of the college all liked him. Although Gerald was not bad, he was a bit withdrawn and had a strange temper..."
"I don't think he's weird," Su Cheng crossed his arms. "I haven't read any papers or magic papers, so I can't comment on that. But the injured person just now started to pick a fight, and none of you spoke up for Gerald, and in the end you were unwilling to testify. I think he was right not to continue attending classes. Maybe you guys are the reason why he doesn't want to go to school, if that place is full of people like you."
After saying that, she felt a little regretful.
She had originally wanted to ask this group of people more about Gerald.
——Because judging from the name Altos, which once appeared in poetry, there is a 99% chance that someone is the god of jealousy.
"You..." The man blushed at what she said, "We just..."
Su Cheng also turned and left.
never mind.
If he were the jealous god of the future, he might be eavesdropping on their conversation somewhere right now. If he said something wrong, he might be beaten to death.
She numbly bought a bunch of grilled squid. After paying, she saw the stall owner pointing at the seasoning, so she brushed a thick layer of chili sauce on it herself and sprinkled some spices on it.
Su Cheng was eating while walking towards the clothing store, and was stopped as soon as he turned the corner.
Gerald stood there with his arms folded across his chest. "Why are you so slow? Oh, do you like this?"
Su Cheng nodded slowly, "It's delicious. Would you like two skewers?"
"One skewer, please," he hesitated for a moment, "seeing you eating so happily, I think I'm a little hungry too."
"Is it really not that you ate too little dinner?"
"Maybe." He lowered his head and took two bites. "Hmm, a little spicy, but not bad—why are you looking at me like that?"
Su Cheng raised his finger and pointed at the corner of his mouth.
Gerald reacted immediately and reached out to wipe it, but then he remembered that he had brought a handkerchief with him and took it out to wipe his hands.
“…Damn it!”
The blond boy frantically struggled.
Su Cheng watched the scene silently, knowing that his mood was definitely not as calm as he looked, so she decided not to ask anything.
Gerald finished chewing the squid and looked at the clean skewer in his hand. He seemed a little surprised, "...I actually finished it."
"Maybe you just like this flavor?" Su Cheng thought for a moment, "Or this chili sauce? Why not ask for the recipe, or have your servants try to imitate the taste?"
Gerald looked at her silently for a few seconds. "Really? After everything that happened, is that what you want to ask me?"
"This is very important," Su Cheng swallowed a mouthful of grilled squid, "I don't mean anything else, but you eat too little. Although it doesn't matter for a master of your level, if you can eat more--"
The next second, the blond boy suddenly leaned over and hugged her.
Su Cheng was still holding the grilled squid skewers, and at this time he could only raise his arms to avoid rubbing the beautiful hair.
"Thank you," he said sullenly, his head buried in her shoulder. "Thank you for helping me. You're not a local, and you don't have proper immigration documents. You're risking being taken away and detained..."
Gerald paused, then whispered in her ear, "Of course not. If that happened, I would kill them all."
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