Chapter 45: Chapter 45 - Handcuff me
Marc was currently flying through the air in a paw-shaped bubble above the clouds at about 300 km/h (186 mph) after escaping from Hiso.
"Damn, it actually worked? So Bartholomew Kuma could do it too. But I'm flying rather slow. About the same speed as a little plane with one engine. Guess I still have a long way from Kuma's light speed." Concluded Marc after observing his speed.
"The big question is now. Where am I going? I forgot to pick a destination… Well, it better be a good place. I am totally beaten."
Less than 30 minutes later, the bubble Marc is in suddenly began descending through the clouds.
When he got through them, the familiar sight of the capital was in his sight. "Oh, shit!! Do I really have such shitty luck? Please don't land in the castle, please don't land it the castle…" Repeating the same thing over, Marc prayed not to bomb the castle where he for sure will get executed on the spot for entering without permission.
Suddenly Marc felt the bubble changing course a little, away from the castle's direction.
*Deep breath* "Safe!"
Luckily he began falling toward the outskirts of the city. "Oh, isn't that?"
Marc recognized a familiar street that he thought about entering before, but Lisa stopped him adamantly. He once tried to enter without her knowing, but somehow she found out about it and took his attention away from it, by saying he would get another treasure map.
*Boom*
He flew straight through the roof of a big house and created a crater marked like a paw on its floor.
After coughing a little as dust and wood splinter and stuff was flying all around the place.
Looking around his surroundings Marc found himself in a splendid company. Women of all sizes and shapes were around in clothes that showed very little to the imagination. They were almost naked.
"Jackpot!!" Exclaimed Marc, making the women around frightened.
Looking at a woman with a devilish figure that would make Ava Addams jobless, Marc asked "Where am I, and what kind of place is this?
"Uhm, customer? You are in the brothel, Come Right Inn at the Red Light District." Replied the whore Marc asked.
"…"
Opening and closing his mouth, Marc didn't know what to say. "So that's why Lisa didn't want me to go here. It's indeed a 'bad' place" thought Marc.
As Marc was about to ask for her price, another boom sounded from outside the whorehouse. It made Marc remember that he had somewhat saved Carlos earlier. "Sorry, Big Titty Lady. I have to go", he said before running outside.
"Wait-" the hooker wanted to stop Marc and ask about paying for the damages he has caused, but he was already gone. A commoner without magic like her had no chance of catching up with him.
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"That boom should be that stupid Baron, but why did I arrive before him?" Wondered Marc while running in the direction the sound came from and a crowd was gathering.
"Move it, get out the way." Squeezing and pushing between the people, Marc found Carlos in a familiar paw-shaped crater. Though it seems he was woken from his unconsciousness when he landed.
When Carlos saw Marc, he cowardly yelled in repartition "MURDER!! He's trying to murder me. HELP!!"
"Dafug?" Marc was a little taken back by the yell and shamelessly thought "Shouldn't he thank me for saving him? It only cost an arm and leg for the fees."
Not long later, city guards gathered to apprehend the culprit. The leader stood forward with a saber and asked "What's happening here?"
Carlos immediately pointed at Marc and said "Quick, apprehend him! He's trying to kill me."
The guard arrogantly replied back "And who are you to order me around?" It made Carlos furious.
"You damn insolent cockroach. I'm Baron Carlos Alden, son of Viscount Charley Alden. Now kill him!" Ordered Carlos, doing everything to get to safety. But when he tried to point with his right hand, he realized his arm was missing, soon after his legs too.
"M-MY ARM AND LEGS!?? ARGGG!!" Pain suddenly took over him and he began screaming.
Stunned by the identity, the leader of this group of city guards exclaimed in fright "!? B-Baron? S-son of a Viscount? GET HIM!" Before ordering his fellow guards to apprehend Marc. The gathered crowd dispersed around Marc like he was a plague.
Marc held his hands up and said "Wait a minute. I'm innocent. In fact, I just saved his life."
"The evidence is clear. You have committed treason by attacking a royal thus you shall be executed on the spot!" Afraid that a royal would blame him if he didn't do as he was told, the leader didn't care if he was innocent or not.
Marc wondered "Should I just run away? But that would give Lisa a ton of problems as I have been living at her house for a while now." He was dodging their swords rather easily as none of the guards here is able to use any magic. Sometimes a jumped over their heads like a monkey, making the guards infuriated as they felt Marc was just playing around.
"My good city guards, why don't we calm down and visit the brothel, Come Right Inn and relax a bit? I will pay." Offered Marc like a true prodigal, while pointing down the road with a welcoming smile.
"But I don't have any money", thought Marc, making his prodigal image shatter if they were able to hear his thoughts.
Some of the more stupid guards were tempted by the offer, but two arriving people made them dismiss it.
"STAND DOWN!" Yelled a woman.
A very slim, pale, tall young man with messy neck-length black hair and black eyes followed by an attractive young woman with long black hair and hazel eyes, wearing black leather clothes went through the crowd.
When the young man's dead eyes, were looking around the scene like he was afraid to miss even the smallest evidence.
Then he crouched before Carlos to take a good look with his dead-looking eyes before saying "What happened here, Baron Carlos?"
Looking at Marc, Carlos said, "He collided with bandits to try and kill me. That's treason!"
"Baron Carlos, if what you are saying is right, then things here don't add up. Were you the one to inflict those wounds on him then? He has cut's all over his body that has been cut with something really thin. And you said, bandits. We don't have any inside the capital. We have gangs, but no bandits. So what aren't you telling me?" The messy black-haired man asked.
"WHO ARE YOU TO QUESTION ME? When I say they are the culprits, they are!!" Roared Carlos in the man's face.
The man didn't answer but instead looked at where Carlos' limbs were cut off and wondered. "He has some kind of Magic Tool that lets him slow the bleeding?"
Before looking into Carlos' eyes and stated "Leonardo Lawliet, member of the Royal Court. This is Naome Kisora, my subordinate."
Carlos' face went even paler than it already was as the person in front of him can truly decide the life and death of most people if he desired. He was deeply frightened and couldn't help question his luck too "Why do I have to meet so many monsters in a day? What have I done to deserve this?"
Seeing that Carlos was scared, Leonardo stood up and hunched over to Marc. "So who are you, and what happened here?" With eyes that could see anything.
Thinking for a bit about what he should say without telling all the details "My party was on a quest to escort him on a trip outside the city to deal with some bandits, but we were ambushed instead. We fought and I saved him."
Leonardo looked intently at Marc for a second, before nodding. "Then what about that crater? And I heard a few people on the way here say that a nearby brothel got its roof destroyed? Was that you?"
"Yes, I and my comrades held the bandits back from killing the Baron, but as they were too strong we couldn't entirely protect him, so we decided to flee in different directions. I reached the city wall with pursuers behind me and as I wasn't in a condition to fight anymore, I used a spell to get us over the wall. " Marc didn't want to reveal his new quick travel spell, as people would for sure make him as their ride.
"And the brothel? Couldn't you land on the street like the Baron? Damages will have to be paid." Leonardo had an inkling that there was more to it, but he didn't have any way to make sure, so he asked into the brothel again.
Marc scratched his head embarrassingly. "I don't have full control over the spell yet. About the damages, can I pay with my body instead of money at the brothel?"
Still looking into Marc's eyes, Leonardo's face didn't show any noticeable change at the joke, but his subordinate was another matter.
*Pfft*
She was trying really hard not to laugh, but a giggle couldn't be stopped from escaping.
"You will be under arrest until I hear your other party members' statements. I will also contact the Adventures Guild to make sure a quest has been put up." Said Leonardo.
Marc nodded excitedly as in his head appeared a stupid dream of a police play. He moved around Leonard who finally showed a surprised expression at Marc's irregular behavior.
Running up to Leonard's subordinate, Naome, Marc said with an excited expression "Police sis, please take me as your prisoner!" before showing her his hands, wanting to be handcuffed by her.
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At the Guild Masters office where Lisa is being forced to work by her sister, she suddenly felt something was happening she didn't want to happen.
"Am I working myself too hard? I have already worked for half an hour. Should I take a break for a few hours and open a bottle of alcohol?" Thought Lisa.
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(A/N: References are L and Naomi Misora from Death Note.)
(A/N: I shouldn't have to work overtime for the time being anymore, so I will post a chapter every 2nd day again.)
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