The old man looked at his daughter.
She was getting manhandled by these goons.
He cursed his luck.
He cursed his fate.
He cursed himself.
He cursed until tears started flowing.
The old man surrendered.
"Please... Don't touch her..."
"I'll give you everything... Here take all my savings."
He tore a sofa and rummaged through it.
He brought out 10,000 Lan...
The gang members smiled.
They were about to take it, when a voice started them.
"STOP!" A soft but imposing voice ordered.
The old man looked over.
It was a lady youth barely 19-20 years old.
Behind her were ten or so sharp, able bodied men.
Ten minutes later.
This was the main business section of Zroccaster.
A sign plaque with the name 'Bethy's Personal Financing' was written in bold letters on the building.
These letters glowed in different colors at night.
This was the effect of 'raw magicium' which was a mystical material which was present almost everywhere.
This was actually a secret base of Blackout Phantom Force.
Blackout Phantom Force was a king controlled intelligence agency which contained the elite analysts, fighters, researchers, criminologists, psychologists, scouts which all were responsible for collecting information about terrorists, enemy nations, high end criminals and mafia groups.
In the first floor of Bethy's Personal Financing, normal work was being done.
While in the underground, the real BPF operated.
Currently, in the 2nd underground floor of BPF, Eve was having tea with the division head of BPF of Zroccaster, a dog beastman name Kyle.
He was tall, muscular and dashing.
"We were finally able to get evidence against those motherfuckers. Thanks to that old man... and you. "
Eve replied "I am happy to help. But who would've thought that the old man was such an accomplished fisherman.
To even get the blessing of a god. My God..."
Kyle corrected his tie and shirt and said "Oh... By the way, I forgot to tell you, someone important wants to meet you."
Eve smiled "May I have the privilege to know this 'important' fellows name?"
Kyle smiled back "He is actually coming right in..."
The door creaked. A stern looking fellow who was in his mid 40s entered. He had black hair in a military cut. He had two rings on his left hand.
"Evenin' Kyle... And hello... Eve... "
Eve stood up.
Who didn't know him.
He was the head of La Rouge household and the governor of Zroccaster, his excellency 'Jaques La Rouge'!
He held imposing airs and carried himself with the demeanor of royalty. He was elegant in his actions and wise in his decisions.
He was a book worm.
The urban legend was that he shat reading books, ate reading books and even... woo-ed his wife reading books...
He was one of the most knowledgeable scholars in Elysidia.
Eva greeted him by kissing his hand.
Jaques sat down and they started conversing.
"Your contributions in Zroccaster are worthy of admiration. It won't be difficult to get an award worthy of your contribution..."
"You flatter me... Sire. I am but a humble commoner."
"But your actions sure are worthy of admiration.
No wonder you're the idol of many. "
After twenty minutes of talking, he looked at Eve and said "I am going to trouble you to answer this for me."
Eve looked at him.
He took out a straw like wooden cylinder and piece of miniscule looking thread.
"I want you to pass the thread from one side to another. Here."
On further observation, Eve found that the straw like wooden cylinder had a very minute hole.
Eve laughed.
[Why is he testing me...?]
Eve took the things and put them on the table.
[I want to see how you can solve this Eve. I don't think you'll be able to. Only two people have. One was a precision magic user. The other was a dwarf. They both took two hours and countless tries to solve it... ]
Eve thought about something and smirked.
Then she bent down and picked up an ant and using her fingers carefully tied a knot around the ant.
She crushed a sugar cube in her hand and sprinkled it inside the cylinder.
Then she put the ant in front of the cylinder.
The ant entered the cylinder and came out of the other side!