Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 15 The Grizzly Brotherhood ([-])
Everyone was deadlocked.

Carl's words broke the silence, "I think someone can prove that I have no problem!"

"Who?" Smith asked.

The team leader of the security station is named Smith. The security station is responsible for the security work in Dalaran. There are four teams below, and each team has ten teams. Dunn is one of the four team leaders, and Smith is Deng Xiaoping. A small captain under En.

"Pastor Tang Chao, and people from the Holy Light Church, they can all prove it!" Taking advantage of Smith's inattention, Carl snatched back his spell book and threw it into the magic pocket, which was borrowed from the Dalaran library. 2 silver coins for borrowing fees, and 1 gold coin as a deposit, and compensation for damage.

"You don't need to believe me, those who serve the Holy Light, you should believe it," Karl persuaded.

The Church of the Holy Light has a huge influence within the human kingdom, especially Lordaeron in the north and Stormwind Kingdom in the south. people's hearts.

After Pastor Tang Chao described the incident in detail, Karl was finally freed from the charges.

Mike, the leader of the Grizzly Brotherhood, suddenly felt a lot of pressure. Now that Karl, the official mage, was offended, the future of the Brotherhood was in jeopardy. I don't doubt that one day I will be killed inexplicably when I go out.

"My lords, this is my fault," the leader of the fraternity, Mike, quickly explained, "Do you want to know why we are so miserable that we need to receive relief meals?"

"No. 12 Shell Street, Grizzly Bear Tavern, this place has always been our main source of income," Mike sat on the ground, took a bowl of free bread soup from the priest's apprentice, and said: "Thank you."

He ate a few mouthfuls, stopped and continued: "We run a tavern in the civilian area, and do some intelligence business along the way. A few days ago, a group of men in black broke in. There were even a few mages among them. Over the years in Dalaran, we knew how powerful mages are, and we didn’t dare to resist, so we were kicked out of the tavern.”

"We have never thought of saving money. After we have no income, we can only rely on receiving part of the relief meals to fill our stomachs."

"Mr. Carl, what do you think?" Smith, the captain of the police station, asked Carl.

Sitting and watching, although I was complaining in my heart, I still sat up straight and replied: "Look at it separately, Grizzly Tavern, Mike is the victim, and he is the perpetrator of the relief meal disturbance."

"Go!" Smith stood up and shouted to Mike: "Go and solve your problem now, and then go to jail with peace of mind!"

"But they have spellcasters."

"We also have spellcasters!" Smith pointed at Carl and said, "High Elf Mage!"

"Why should I help you?" Carl curled his lips. "A few minutes ago, I was slandered for causing trouble in the civilian area. Now I think of me when I need it. It's too late!"

"As a person living in Dalaran, shouldn't he make some contributions to his own city?"

"Stop doing this," Carl said disdainfully, "Can contributions be eaten? If I don't destroy things now, I will contribute to Dalaran!"

Mark stepped forward and whispered a few words in Smith's ear, and Smith glanced at Mark differently.

Mark nodded.

"Mr. Carl," Smith stood up, saluted Carl first, and then said: "Mr. Carl, I apologize. It is my reasons that have caused trouble to you and affected your reputation."

Then he took out 3 gold coins from the purse, "Please take these gold coins to my subordinates to express my apology."

Received 3 gold coins, "I accept your apology, I forgive you!"

"Mr. Mage, I'm now officially hiring you to be a Mage Advisor in the Sheriff's Office," Smith went on to say, "Of course you will be paid, depending on the situation. Revenge ranges from 3-5 gold coins."

Carl quietly gave Mark a thumbs up, good brother, you still know me.

Discovered a new task: Investigate the Grizzly Tavern, reward: 300 experience points.

"Whether to accept?"

"accept."

……

the weather is getting dark
Carl, Mark, Smith and Mike walked on the street, followed by other members of the security station, a group of people walked towards the Grizzly Bear Tavern.

After several people walked into Baker Street, Carl stopped walking.

"What's wrong?" Mark stopped and asked?
"I can't say it, I have a feeling of being spied on." Carl's mental power felt someone peeping in the dark.

"Normal," Smith turned to Carl and said, "Look at the group of us walking on the street, it's hard not to be noticed, it's common to be spied upon."

Everyone quickly reached their destination.

A stone-built house sits at 13 Shell Street, with a wooden sign hanging from the eaves, with a relief of a grizzly bear above it and the words Grizzly Tavern underneath.

"That's right," Carl said appreciatively, "It's relatively far away from the neighbor next door, so a fight won't affect the neighbors!"

"Mike!"

Seeing Mike, the leader of the fraternity, stepping forward, Carl asked, "Is there a back door to the tavern?"

"some."

"How?" Smith asked Carl for advice.

"It's the same old way, look at me," Carl took over the command, pointing to a member of the security station, "Go and block the back door, and don't let the enemy escape."

"The two of you block the windows, and try to hold back no matter who you see," he said to Smith, "You are in charge of coping, and you will support wherever difficulties arise."

"Mark to protect me." Carl motioned to Mark.

"any questions?"

"no!"

Several people responded and went to prepare according to their duties.

A member of the security station pretended to leave, walked to the other side of the detour at the street intersection, squatted in the corner, and waved.

Several other people also arrived at the predetermined position.

"Mike, knock on the door and lie down immediately."

"Fire Armor."

Then a crimson fireball appeared between his hands, flames billowed all over his body, and the arcane magic circle loomed.

Mike came to the door of the Grizzly Bear Tavern and knocked on the door.

"Bang bang bang."

Mike quickly moved away, and then fell to the ground at an extremely fast speed.

A man in black robe opened the door and looked around after finding no one.

"Powerful Explosive Fireball!"

The burning crimson fireball hit the man in black robe who was looking around, and the impact of the spell repelled the man in black robe and pushed him into the Grizzly Bear Tavern.

A loud noise came from the Grizzly Bear Tavern, followed by a violent explosion. The roof was blown off, the doors and windows were broken, and debris continued to fly out of the house. The screams were endless.

After a few minutes, the sound gradually subsided. A man in black robe rushed out of the room and rushed towards Karl with a long sword. On the way, Mark cut him to the ground with a sword, and made two more cuts, and there was no sound.

(End of this chapter)