152 – Central Enforcement Headquarters
The situation was quickly sorted out.
As if it never happened, the dragon’s shape completely disappeared, and Granger also collapsed powerlessly.
I reacted one beat late as I was idly grasping the situation.
As I turned my head with a creak, smoke billowed from the muzzle the executioner was holding.
“Now the gun… Did you shoot him?”
“Yes. I took advantage of the weaknesses you told me.”
Seeing the calm answer, I wondered if I was wrong.
Well, isn’t it common sense to kill a dragon with a gun? To be so preoccupied with useless things like magic that we forgot such basic things. hahahaha.
···How could that be?
No matter how much you think about it, it is a situation that cannot be taken for granted.
Yes. This isn’t the Middle Ages, it’s 19th century London, so there’s nothing wrong with pistols.
But even in the wizarding world, it was strange that an enforcer who reached the pinnacle would carry a pistol.
Moreover, it makes no sense for a dragon to die in vain with a single shot of a pistol.
At least that’s what I think.
“Do you always carry a gun…?”
“No. I brought it today just in case. Dragons control magic.”
You had that in mind beforehand?
Does that mean Granger was going to fight anyway even if he didn’t apply for sparring first?
“I didn’t know you could even control my own magical power, but you did well to bring the magic engineering pistol.”
It was only then that I checked the magic engineering pattern engraved on the pistol.
Somehow it didn’t look like an ordinary gun, so it was. If it was magic engineering technology, such destructive power was understandable.
A chaotic arena, as if a storm swept through it. My heart was the same.
He sighed deeply and asked the executioner with a sincere heart.
“Is it over now?”
“Yes. I checked it myself and it doesn’t seem to be a problem. Thank you for your cooperation.”
Is it okay if I just say thank you? I wanted to protest something, but I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut because it was obvious that I would lose in a fight.
To have to move on even after being treated like this, can I live with sadness?
Thinking of that made me a little envious of Granger’s crazy gangster. In return, though, it’s now stretched out on the floor.
Yes. Also, I can’t just go on like this.
I don’t know what it is, but since our charges are cleared, this woman won’t be able to treat us carelessly.
Some mistakes have already been committed, so even if I strongly protest here, there won’t be any big problems.
If that’s the case, I’ll have to run away and get revenge.
As someone who has already received a scouting offer from the Executioner, I won’t be fine with it.
“I’m going to leave. Even if I stayed, it would only be uncomfortable for the two of you. It’s shameless, but I’d like to ask Grainger.”
“Wait a minute.”
Caught her as she tried to leave her arena without hesitation.
“Is this really the end? Are you going to do this and not say anything until the end?”
“If you find out, it will only be dangerous. It’s all to protect you two.”
“I was treated like this, but it’s for our sake, so let’s just move on? I don’t know, but does he seem like the kind of person who would just pass on like this?”
“·······.”
The executioner couldn’t bear to deny my words and glanced at the fallen Granger.
The temperament he showed in a short amount of time must have made him realize that he’s not the kind of guy who’s going to let this incident go unnoticed.
“I’m terribly sorry, but this is beyond my control.”
“Until the end…”
“So let’s do this. I will pass on the request of the two of you to the manager.”
When it comes to general manager, I think I am referring to the bearded man in my memory, Evan Reginald.
This was acceptable, if not the best solution.
She must be the best for her as well. She recklessly told us everything and if there was a problem, she would be responsible for everything herself.
“Okay. So, when can we meet again?”
“I plan to finish it today.”
“… Huh?”
“Come with me. It would be the most certain thing to meet the manager and hear his story.”
No, wait a minute.
The picture I thought was not like this. It’s just that if she comes back in a few days and talks to me, she’ll be happy with that.
She was about to reject the offer, waving her hand.
Suddenly, Granger, who was sprawled on the floor, jumped up and shouted with a grumpy expression.
“Come! Let’s hear what a great reason it is!”
“Now, wait a minute. Then I…”
You go alone and listen to it a lot, and I’ll just tell you later.
I wanted to say that, but before I had time to express my opinion, I was caught and dragged by him.
***
It finally arrived.
A central executive headquarters proudly located in a corner of London.
It was one of the public institutions that can be said to be very unusual in many ways.
First of all, external affiliation is classified under the National Police Agency, but the autonomy is so strong that it is safe to consider it as an independent separate organization.
The main task is to control existence and events related to ‘mystery’ and to keep safety and order.
The mystery mentioned here is not simply a concept limited to magic.
It was an expression that encompassed everything occult, far from science, that appeared in myths, legends, or ghost stories, such as witches, fairies, and monsters.
Of course, since it is impossible for ordinary people to handle, the executive branch consists only of mages from the academy.
Each of them are geniuses so outstanding that you would have to bow down to take them from the Magic Tower.
To put it simply, the Executioner is the wizard’s final tech tree.
“It’s smaller than I thought.”
So, of course, I thought the headquarters building would be incredibly grand, but contrary to my expectations, it turned out to be quite small.
Maybe smaller than Grace’s mansion? Of course, on the contrary, it’s because it’s too big for the mansion theme.
“Because there are not that many people. It’s more like a minority elite feeling.”
An enforcer who takes the lead in giving us brief explanations and guiding us.
“If this is the headquarters, is there a branch?”
“Yes. It’s still only one place in Edinburgh in the north.”
I see. The Scottish side felt like a remote area as I rarely went there.
In terms of distance, is it about going back and forth between Seoul and Busan? When I think about it that way, it seems unexpectedly close.
“Come in.”
“Oh…”
As I entered the building, I admired it a little.
Apart from its small size, the facilities inside were substantial. To be honest, compared to most buildings in the 21st century in my memory, it feels much better. It felt like a movie set.
In particular, I had to admit that the pattern design of the sword and shield symbolizing the executioner was cool.
Gringer, who had been looking at the enforcers dearly, was meekly admiring them now.
“Looks like you spent a lot of money.”
I thought I might run into another enforcer in the hallway, but I didn’t run into anyone until now as I entered the building, which was really empty.
“Most of them are dispatched. It’s safe to assume that everyone is out except for the minimum number of people on standby. That’s why there are always more employees looking at chores than executors.”
As he said, the people he encountered occasionally were wearing black uniforms, not pure white uniforms.
I walked through the hallways and looked around as carefully as I could.
I don’t know if I should call this an occupational disease, but without realizing it, I wondered what kind of jewels might be here and thought about tricks when stealing.
Of course, since it is the stronghold of the enforcers, it may be more difficult than robbing the palace in a sense.
“Why do you keep glancing at me?”
“No. I’m curious. It’s the central executive headquarters, nothing else.”
“So what?”
I looked at him with my eyes narrowed.
I’m not saying this, but what if you’re an academy student and have no interest in the enforcer?
It makes you wonder how you plan to deal with it later after you have worked like this.
No matter how good your grades are and how good your magic talent is, what will you do? After all, if you don’t have a job, you’ll starve to death.
Contrary to popular belief, wizards are not very special. To be precise, it’s special, but it’s not envied by everyone. I don’t know if there are a lot of cases where I’m rather shy and avoid it.
The way to get a job using your major in magic is very limited.
Elite courses are about executives, magic towers, court wizards, and academy professors, but since the number of people selected is very small, it is a job that the majority of ordinary students cannot even dream of.
Except for the elite jobs mentioned above, most of them are employed by nobles and wealthy people.
If even that doesn’t work, you’ll have a rather tiring life waiting for you as a private freelancer to find work that might require magic.
Now let’s think about Grainger.
This guy is one of the most talented elites in the academy that boasts a long history.
Then, of course, you have to take the elite course, but among them, the mage tower, court mage, and academy professor all have very important academic and theoretical jobs. Aside from being smart, it doesn’t match Grainger’s personality at all.
Considering this guy’s talent, it means that the only possible career after graduation is actually an enforcer.
But imagine if you lose your temper and get caught by the executive director.
Then you will fail to get a job and go straight to work. Or did you suppress your temper for the rest of your life and forcibly lock yourself in the Mage Tower to study?
What are you really doing? How was it in the original?
Coming to think of it, the last part I read was right before graduation, so I have no way of knowing.
Still, in the original work, I’ve never had a conflict with an enforcer since I was in the first year.
It’s strange again. What was the relationship between Granger’s magic and forbidden magic, and why did this event happen out of the blue? I came all the way here to confirm that, so I hope a clear answer comes out.
While I was lost in thought for a long time, the footsteps of the executioner who was ahead stopped abruptly.
“Here it is. Then go in.”
Smart.
“Come in.”
A man’s voice from inside.
It was a familiar voice that remained in my memory.