"Heh~"
"This is it? A top hundred town in the kingdom? Truly disgusting."
Clutching his silver coins, Clark strode through the town, heading straight to a clothing store for a new outfit after leaving the City Management Office.
Obeying the law was everyone's responsibility.
Even though he was no longer a city guard, he still had to abide by the laws and regulations.
"Sigh, I used to patrol and stand guard outside every day, never really taking a good look at this city," Clark murmured as he strolled through the town. "Speaking of which, this city is quite large. It's so much better than those city-states and small towns. Unfortunately, there are maggots within. Who knows how long this prosperous town can last."
Clark's eyes were filled with emotion.
He wasn't maliciously imagining the city's future because he was fired. City guards were the department that had the most direct contact with the citizens.
They were also the department that directly enforced and was required to uphold the town's constitution.
Just because Tony and his ilk were from prominent families, they could be given special treatment and ignore the constitution. If things continued like this, how could such a town prosper?
"In this vast world, is there really no place for me?"
Clark muttered softly.
He had actually moved between many city-states and towns, yet he still hadn't found a city worth dedicating his life to.
Every city he had visited had some problem or another that he couldn't tolerate.
Of course—
These problems could be summarized into one point.
Privilege!
Enforcers ignoring the established constitution, unconditionally currying favor. This was something he absolutely could not accept.
"Perhaps I should just go hunt monsters," Clark sighed, murmuring to himself. "Maybe if I accumulate enough merits, I can become a knight in the Royal City."
Feasible!
Nodding to himself at the thought, Clark began to reflect.
His initial thoughts were simple. The recent chaos in the underground plane had also brought about considerable disruption to the underground landscape.
Bandits of all kinds were rampant, and monster sieges were common occurrences.
Countless people were displaced.
He had wanted to be a city guard, guarding one area. Although he knew his abilities were limited and he couldn't save all the people of the underground, he wanted to at least do what he could.
However—
Fate did not go as planned.
Through the recent incident and his experiences during this period, he had come to a realization. Why waste his time in these places? Being a free adventurer was also a good option.
Saving the world was beyond his capabilities!
If he managed to do well and become a knight, he could still contribute to the peace and prosperity of the people.
Knight!
Such a sacred profession, it couldn't possibly be as ridiculous as these city guards and town guards, could it?
His resolve was set.
Clark was never one to be indecisive. Since he had decided to pursue the path of a knight, he wouldn't waste any more time lingering in the town.
"What a shame, Tony really deserved a beating!"
Clark lamented, still annoyed by Tony. He had found Tony unbearable from the start. Just because he was the direct descendant of a noble family, what was he acting so smug about?!
So cocky!
Back then, Clark had restrained himself. After all, he was a city guard, and he couldn't attack a citizen. He knew the supervisor was completely unreasonable, and he should have just beaten Tony to vent his anger.
Now, he definitely wouldn't encounter him again.
Without even thinking about it, he knew Tony would have to return to his family.
"Sigh, let me take one last look at this city," Clark sighed softly, planning to cast a final glance at the town he had guarded for nearly a month.
As he looked around—
"Yes!"
"It's him."
Tony, dressed in a loose robe, stood before a painting stall. The artist, a man with a goatee, was vividly painting a portrait of Chen Yu on his canvas.
Chen Yu had humiliated him in the wilderness.
He had snatched his wristband and all his resources, forcing him to wander in the wilderness for a full half a month.
If this revenge was not taken, he would not consider himself human!
Now that he had the portrait painted, he would directly hand it over to his clan when he returned, and they would dispatch heavy troops to hunt down Chen Yu. Chen Yu must be captured and torn to pieces!
"The painting is good. Come to the Scar family for payment later."
Tony reached out and took the painting. The artist, who was waiting to be paid, was slightly taken aback, then chuckled.
"Esteemed young master, you see, this stall is a small business. Seeing your noble demeanor, you must be a scion of a great family. Thirty copper coins for this painting would suffice, and it would save me the trouble of disturbing your residence."
The artist was very polite.
In business, politeness brought wealth.
"Do you not understand human language?" Unexpectedly, Tony was completely unfazed. "I already told you to collect your payment from the Scar family. Why are you babbling here?"
"Young Master..."
"Why am I so annoyed, huh!?"
*Bang!*
The moment Tony finished speaking, he kicked out at the artist, brutally knocking the artist down and smashing his entire stall into a mess.
The beaten artist cried out on the ground, and passersby stopped to watch.
"Just a painter, and you dare to talk so much nonsense to me? Are you looking to die?!" Tony glared and yelled. Giles stood behind him, sighing repeatedly.
However, he did not step forward to intervene.
"You dared to talk back to me, you dared to talk back!!" Tony continued kicking, as if venting all his pent-up anger on the artist.
"Esteemed young master..."
Just then, a figure with a broad smile hurried over from a distance.
Tony, who was kicking energetically, slowly turned his head.
"Are you trying to meddle?"
"Young Master, you misunderstand. This person defied you, and he deserves to be beaten to death." The newcomer's eyes were filled with a smile, and he then gestured towards the painting in Tony's hand. "I am here for the person in this painting. May I know what your relationship is with this person?"
"You know him?"
Upon hearing the person mention the person in the painting, Tony's expression immediately turned cold.
"And what is your relationship with him?"
"If I'm not mistaken, you must have a grudge against him, right?" The newcomer's eyes still held a smile. "It's quite coincidental, I also have a grudge against him. Don't you think it would be appropriate for us to get acquainted?"
"You..."
The newcomer gently raised his hand and slowly released his aura.
"I am a Grand Mage at the Golden peak. I know you are of noble status, young master, but I believe I am not far behind. And since we both have a common enemy, there should be no harm in getting acquainted."
"Golden realm, Grand Mage?"
Tony was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and the arrogance in his eyes immediately subsided.
"I am Tony, a direct descendant of the Scar family. May I know your esteemed name."
Mages.
Their status within the underground had always been very high. No matter how arrogant Tony was, he had to show some respect to a Grand Mage of the Golden realm.
"I didn't expect the young master to be from the Scar family."
Upon learning Tony's identity, the newcomer's smile deepened. He then raised his eyebrows slightly and cupped his hands.
"I am Fujimura."