There was a heavy snowfall in Wangdu two days ago, and it has not completely melted yet. Even if the doors and windows are closed tightly, the coldness will silently invade from all the cracks in the corners of the house.
The job of the City Guard was not so smooth, but March was used to it.
At least it was much better than the life at Chapman Manor.
Following the instructions of "that adult", Ma Qi successfully entered the patrol department under the city guard. This is not a popular job, and the working hours that often require reverse day and night are avoided by those condescending nobles.
But this is not a problem for March.
Night is the environment he is most familiar with, and the dark night can hide too many secrets.
Relying on his status as a magician, although he is not worth mentioning as a rookie in the city guard where strong men gather, he is already a figure that must be pleased with compared to ordinary civilians. Therefore, Ma Qi did not need to patrol the streets and alleys all night long to blow the cold wind. The most painful and tiring work was handled by ordinary guards at a lower level.
The tasks assigned to him were basically chores such as assisting with security, stationing on duty, and archiving documents. Difficult tasks would not be handled by a rookie like him.
Although the daily work seems to be relatively leisurely, it can be regarded as a cold reception to a certain extent.
March didn't know if he could satisfy the adult by just doing such a small thing, but no new instructions had been sent yet, so he probably was still planning.
Occasionally he would think that a chess piece like himself was too cheap for the big shot, and it would not be surprising if it was abandoned when necessary. As a person with many crimes, March does not think that he has any more reason to live than his dead colleagues in the past.
He was separated from his family when he was a child and wandered for a long time. In order to find food, he accidentally followed an old servant to Master Chapman's manor and stayed there for more than ten years.
As his seniority among the servants gradually rose, he came into contact with more and more secrets, and one day he was finally selected as the executor of the secrets, and thus became the perpetrator.
As he became more familiar with that job, March became increasingly numb to the cries of those suffering.
Even if you don't do these things yourself, someone else will do them, not to mention that no one gives you the right to choose.
"Don't disobey your superiors' orders, don't explore why, don't think about what will happen tomorrow, at least you can have enough food and clothing at this moment."
That's what he thought at the time.
However, the appearance of Miss Anne brought a completely different color to the gloomy world in his eyes, giving him unprecedented hopes for the "future" from the bottom of his heart. I didn't expect that things would change so much in such a short period of time. Thinking about it now, everything feels like it was a lifetime ago.
But precisely because of this, he felt that every day he was able to spend peacefully now was a lucky one.
Every time I think about this, it seems that even the cynicism in my ears sounds much gentler.
"Hey, Master Magician, are you still working hard? It's so cold, I'm almost catching a cold if I stay here, so I won't stay with you." A very greasy voice suddenly sounded.
Ma Qi couldn't help but frown slightly, but then quickly calmed down.
In a place like the City Guard, where there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons, even a guy who looks like an ordinary person might have a big shot behind him.
March is very aware of himself.
An ant that grows slightly stronger is still an ant. Those giant ships in the royal capital that turn their hands into clouds and turn into rain, even if they just sail through the calm water, the spreading waves will hit the ants who are trying to survive.
The young man in front of him, who looked to be in his early twenties, made no secret of the unwillingness and jealousy contained in his gaze.
"Your duty time today is still less than two hours, and you have not met the work requirements of the Patrol Department." March stated the facts impartially.
The young man laughed when he heard this.
"Is that so? It seems that I am really a worm in the city guard. Why don't you report my name and let the director of the Patrol Department come?
Punish me! "
Ma Qi looked at him quietly and said nothing.
"What, you don't dare?" The young man sat down on March's desk provocatively.
Although this young man has been quite hostile in his words and attitude since the first day he joined the company, this is the first time that he has directly shown his face like this.
As if he could see March's hesitation about whether to have an attack, the young man curled his lips in disdain.
"Tsk~ Don't think that I don't know your background. You're just a poor man from the countryside who got lucky. Do you think that by becoming a noble magician, you can come to the capital to beg for food?" The young man was condescending and stretched out his hand to ask for food. Go and pick up March's hair.
At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the house, and the door of the patrol department was opened heavily.
I saw a young man sitting on the table in the room, stretching out his right hand to rub the hair of the man on the chair, and the two looked at each other affectionately.
At this moment, there is deathly silence.
"...Ahem, Lord Echos, this, this is definitely not the normal working state of our Patrol Department!"
Seeing this scene in front of him, the director of the Patrol Department's face instantly turned the color of pig liver.
He hurriedly nodded and bowed his head to defend his two superiors, who were wearing red rose team special combat uniforms, and mentally scolded these two guys who couldn't stand up to the stage a hundred times.
Seeing the person coming, the young man's expression suddenly changed and he moved his butt off the table.
"Uncle, uncle!"
"Shut up! You embarrassing bastard!" Seeing the young man coming over, the director kicked him in the leg. "Get out of here, Lady Echos has something important to do! I'll come back to take care of you later."
Receiving the covert look from the other party, the young man suddenly realized that his uncle was trying to make up for himself.
"Okay, I'll get out now..."
Faced with this farce, Ecos remained silent throughout the whole process.
Vera, who was standing aside, looked at it for a while and said with interest: "You guys from the Patrol Department have really unique pastimes after work."
As a department organized by Bulwer with the highest treatment, the Red Rose Squad has solved many major cases since its establishment and is well-known. During the mission, these people have authority second only to the commander of the city guard. At critical moments, they can even kill first and then report later. Their normal work content is completely confidential.
Even the members of the city guard would be trembling with fear when someone from the Red Rose Squad came to investigate, and the director of the Patrol Department was no exception.
"No, that's not the case. You are joking..."
"You go out, there is nothing else for you to do next." Ecos interrupted him coldly.
"Educate your nephew well, and next time, go to jail with him and reflect."
The director was worried but also a little relieved.
"Yes, yes! Master Ax and Master Vera, please excuse me. I will order people not to come near this place."
