Chapter 150 Gold Stolen
This day is destined to be uneasy.
Samuel's nap didn't last long. At around eight o'clock, the housekeeper came to call him.
Fortunately, he remembered to knock on the door this time.
"What's wrong?" Samuel yawned.
Two maids came over with basins of water. One of them wrung out a handkerchief to wipe his face, and the other handed him lemonade to rinse his mouth.
So Samuel enjoyed the daily routine of getting up early like a wealthy lady.
"Some public security matters. Please get up first." The butler asked, "When did you go to bed last night? Is the master okay?"
Samuel replied, "Around three or four in the morning—the gentleman is feeling better now, but the organ transplant rejection reaction is very strong, and he has a persistent high fever. I used, uh, magic to bring his temperature down. Now his skin is severely damaged, and he needs further observation—the other magicians will take good care of him in this regard."
"Leather steak?"
"Well, it's just frequent eczema, keratin sclerosis, and vitiligo. Skin rejection is the easiest of all rejection reactions. If it's heart failure, even I can't save it."
"I see." The housekeeper seemed to understand, "Thank you for your concern."
Samuel nodded.
As soon as he put one hand on the button of his pajamas, the housekeeper understood and went out with two maids, leaving space for Samuel to change his clothes.
Samuel put on his slippers and lazily walked to the wardrobe to choose the clothes he would wear today.
The butler brought people in to serve him early in the morning. Samuel had no reason to stay in bed, and he was also very curious about the security issues that the butler mentioned.
He wanted to see what was going on. How come the security in Golden Town was in trouble just one day after Mr. Herman's accident?
I'm afraid someone is interfering.
When the butler asked about Mr. Herman's condition, Samuel suddenly had an idea and directly told him that organ transplantation would cause rejection reactions. He didn't care whether the butler could understand him or not, and he spoke seriously.
The butler actually believed it and became more respectful towards him.
Samuel thought that Mr. Herman's banner was really useful, ensuring that he would have enough food and drink and be respected in the mansion.
His son is also very useful.
Thinking of Arnold, Samuel made up his mind and took out a set of riding clothes from the depths of the closet. The clean and neat tights showed off Samuel's good figure.
Although the stiff shirt rubbed against his chest and was painful, Samuel had to wrap it up with a ribbon - both the process and the result were shameful.
Samuel decided to teach the puppy a lesson tonight.
Overall, he is satisfied with this design.
But after seeing his strange expression in the mirror, in order not to scare people, Samuel took out a black magician-style robe and put it on.
He put on his hood and went downstairs to have breakfast with the butler who was waiting for him at the door.
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"Frequent thefts?" Samuel put down the cup in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "How often?"
The captain of the guard replied: "In fact, all the shops have been looted."
This answer made the butler, who was pouring tea for Samuel, pause in surprise.
It's so unusual.
Samuel listened to the captain's description of the situation while he spread garlic butter on his croissant.
At nine o'clock in the morning in the consul's residence, Samuel, who was acting as the consul, was eating breakfast while his brain was working rapidly.
He suddenly remembered that the strange sky outside the window when Arnold left this morning was indeed not a good sign. Something strange really happened in the town.
Here’s what happened—
The Gold Town, rich in gold, has been one of the most prosperous areas on the continent since a hundred years ago. There are no less than a hundred shops in the town that sell gold and provide enchanting services.
But last night, the gold displayed on the counters of almost all stores disappeared.
Strangely, none of the traps designed by the magicians in the store to catch thieves were used.
It’s not that the thieves were particularly clever. In fact, they seemed to have no intention of covering up their theft at all. They caused damage in a big way and took away all the gold.
Early in the morning, people who called the police almost broke down the threshold of the guard station.
The captain of the guard sent all his team members to investigate, and even with the help of the magicians who were store managers, they still couldn't find any clues.
It was so strange that the captain of the guard had to rush to the governor's residence for help - the person he was looking for was Samuel, or rather, Samuel as the great magician.
"Madam, please come with me," the captain of the guard said with a wry smile. "I'm afraid you're the only one who can resolve this matter. If, if even you can't find any clues, then this matter will be handed over to the Vatican."
As the most economically prosperous town, Golden Town has a certain degree of autonomy. The Archon is the highest leader, and the town's free trade is based on this. If the Holy See intervenes, the royal family will definitely get the news, and then the tax policy will not be as relaxed as it is now.
There will definitely be a major reshuffle of power in the Golden Town.
None of the local tyrants wanted to see such a result, and under pressure from all sides, the captain of the guard immediately came for help.
Samuel had no doubt that the relatives who had made things difficult for him yesterday were now drinking tea not far away, waiting for him to rescue their property.
Samuel pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go, but it will be in the afternoon - I have to prepare a potion for Mr. Herman's illness in the morning."
"But……"
"No, but. Since other magicians can't find the cause, my presence would just be icing on the cake. Going earlier or later wouldn't make much difference. In my opinion, Mr. Hermann's health is more important than the current theft. After all, there's more to Golden Town than just the visible gold. We also have gold mines. But there's only one governor, Mr. Hermann."
After that, Samuel continued with his breakfast.
The captain of the guard was speechless after being confronted by him. He could only wipe his face in embarrassment and nodded repeatedly. Then he was taken to the reception room by the butler to rest.
The butler seemed very satisfied with Samuel's attitude of putting Mr. Herman first, and soon returned to the dining room and served Samuel attentively.
At half past nine, Samuel returned to his room. This time, without him saying anything, the housekeeper strictly forbade anyone to disturb him.
As soon as he entered the room, Samuel immediately lost his previous confident and relaxed demeanor.
He moved a ladder and found the book he wanted on the top shelf of a bookshelf more than three meters high. Then he rushed into the laboratory behind the secret door with the book and began to study frantically.
In other words, it was a review of the advanced manifestation magic mastered by the original body [Samuel].
To be on the safe side, Samuel memorized some commonly used magic circles, fearing that he would be questioned for not being in line with the settings of a great magician.
The whole morning was a race against time.
Samuel went through a hearty last-minute cramming session, and when he was sure he was ready, his entire soul was sublimated by the high-intensity study - he felt that he was so hardworking and excellent at the moment that the whole world was not worthy of him - in short, he was overconfident.
Of course, he didn't forget to make some pigmented drink and put it in a test tube, which would serve as a magic potion to treat Mr. Hermann in the evening.
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After lunch, Samuel followed the anxious captain of the guard to the commercial street.
This is the place with the highest concentration of gold shops. Regardless of holidays, there are always crowds of people here.
But today, the situation is a little different - the shops that are usually crowded with tourists are now in a mess, with cordons at the door and security guards struggling to maintain order. There are still many people crowding around the periphery, trying to get some bargains - unfortunately, all the gold shops have been robbed, at least the counters, without a single grain of gold left.
Those who come to watch the fun don't mind the trouble, but the buyers who really need the product are as anxious as ants on a hot pan, constantly asking if there is any stock left.
If the shop owner is interested, he will quietly pull the customer aside, gesture a number and ask the customer if he can accept double the price.
If someone really needs it, I will grit my teeth and agree.
Samuel observed all this calmly, sighing in his heart. On just the first day of the theft, the price of gold was doubled by unscrupulous businessmen. If the problem was not solved in time, not only the Gold Town, but the gold system of the entire continent would be greatly affected.
It is not certain that it will collapse directly.
"Husband, respected magician, please follow me." In order not to reveal Samuel's identity, the captain of the guard said so.
Samuel nodded and followed him into one of the gold shops.
[Samuel]’s realm is Grand Mage, which is the highest level among magicians, so it is not wrong for the captain of the guard to call him that.
As soon as he entered the store, Samuel felt an extremely uncomfortable atmosphere.
He suddenly thought of a past event -
During my graduate studies, the laboratory used a special material to make anti-cancer drugs, and it required the presence of a cleaning lady who had been working there for ten years. Without her, no one else could do the job, and even the supervisor couldn't synthesize it.
The senior brothers call it the mysterious Eastern metaphysics.
In this regard, they also seriously explained that Western science emphasizes the materialism of all things and ignores the most important "qi", while metaphysics makes up for this.
Samuel had never believed it before, and thought that the cleaning lady's influence on the synthesis of materials was just a matter of survival probability.
But today, in this strange world where magic exists, he truly felt the "Qi".
Very cold and very uncomfortable.
But it seemed that he was the only one who felt it in the whole audience, and some mid- and low-level magicians who were sent to help him did not feel it.
Samuel pursed his lips.
He went to several shops in succession, and could see nothing unusual in any of them. However, he had used the revealing potion from Samuel's notes in each shop, and now he just had to wait for the potion to take effect.
While waiting, Samuel sat in a nearby drink shop.
The afternoon was so gloomy that Samuel felt heavy in the face.
The dark clouds above our heads were very low, almost covering people's faces, but it didn't rain, as if they were just there to block the sunlight.
Samuel ordered a pot of tea and told the captain of the guard not to worry and to sit down and wait with him.
Staring at his pocket watch and counting the seconds, Samuel stood up and walked towards the first shop where he had sprinkled the potion after a quarter of an hour.
After seeing the synthesis reaction in the store, Samuel's eyes suddenly widened.
How, how could there be so many traces of dead bodies?
Could it be Arnold?
Or are there other half-dead people in this town?
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