"What's this?"
"Two Dark Wizards."
"I know... I mean, how did you catch two Dark Wizards?"
"They robbed me."
"Robbed you? Where? First University?"
"Outside the school... Why do you have so many questions? Can't you just throw them both into the Black Prison?" Zheng Qing retorted impatiently. The earlier battle had drained a great deal of his energy, and he desperately needed rest. The Little White Cat in his arms stretched out a paw and patted his arm, signaling him to calm down.
Zheng Qing let out a deep sigh.
This was Trident Sword's office in Beta Town.
After that brief but intense battle, the sedative on Zheng Qing had inexplicably worn off. The young wizard attributed it to shoddy medicine with weak effects. The Little White Cat had yet to return to her original form.
Faced with the two tightly bound, unconscious Dark Wizards, Zheng Qing hesitated for only a few seconds before deciding to hand them over to Trident Sword rather than the school.
But he had clearly underestimated the caution and procedural complexity of a "proper law enforcement agency" when dealing with such matters. After handing the two Dark Wizards over to Trident Sword, he had been brought into this office and made to answer all sorts of dull, tedious questions.
It had already been going on for over half an hour.
The boy's already meager patience was gradually running out. He had thought this would be simple—catch the bad guys, hand them over to the police station, explain the situation, and leave—but while magic simplified many things, it also made many others more complicated.
For example, Trident Sword's staff had to use certain gentle methods to ensure the boy was not lying, verify whether the spells he had used during the battle violated any regulations,