The Demons' Wandering Tale

The X-Men served as law enforcement.

Naturally, they had the authority to check when Zarathos had become a citizen. They had long since grown used to handling these new immigrants, so they also understood the reason behind Zarathos's behavior.

"Scott, that's the one." Mystique pointed at Zarathos. "He's roared more than a dozen times in the past three days. The residents nearby have all been filing complaints."

Hearing that, Cyclops, Scott, nodded and walked up to Zarathos. He looked the demon-like being up and down, his expression calm.

"Are you Zarathos?"

Cyclops asked the question, and Zarathos stared at him, flames of rage burning in his eyes—only those flames held no power, merely the hatred in his gaze.

"That's me. What of it?"

He answered defiantly.

Scott sighed.

"Do you know Article Seven of the God Kingdom's regulations? No one may create noise in public places that disturbs others. You've already violated it three times and received three warnings. This is the fourth time."

Zarathos froze. "Warnings? What warnings?"

"The system didn't notify you?" Scott raised an eyebrow. "Every time you roared, the system should have sent you a warning message."

Zarathos subconsciously opened his system interface.

Sure enough, three unread messages were lying there:

[Warning] You have created noise in a public place. First violation recorded.

[Warning] You have created noise in a public place. Second violation recorded. Accumulating two violations will affect your citizen credit score.

[Warning] You have created noise in a public place. Third violation recorded. Accumulating three violations will result in law enforcement intervention.

Zarathos:

He had not noticed at all.

"So," Scott said, "you now have two choices."

He raised one finger. "First, accept the punishment. A fine of 100 points and one demerit. If you receive more than three demerits, you will be