After a lot of effort to fool the members of the East Fourth Detachment, Raven was drunk by Ellie.
It's a bit of personal grudge...
The direct consequence of this was that Raven was hungover and didn't wake up until noon the next day.
"Ouch... I drank too much yesterday. I can't be so indulgent next time..." Raven rubbed his aching head, walked out of the room and went to the office.
"Hey! Deputy Sheriff Raven! You're here at the right time. Here's something I want you to sign for." While walking on the road, Raven suddenly heard the gatekeeper calling him, so he walked over curiously.
"Sign for what?"
"It's a batch of silver-plated spears and ammunition." The driver of the freight carriage outside the door answered the question. "It can only be given to you after a police officer with the rank of sheriff has checked and signed."
"Oh?" Raven's eyes lit up. The headquarters finally understood that if you want a horse to run, you have to let it eat grass. How can you fight against werewolves without silver weapons? "Let me see the list."
"Here, forty spears, two silver swords, and two boxes of ammunition. Please check and sign. I will deliver them to the next detachment."
Raven counted the weapons and ammunition that the driver had taken out in advance and piled aside. After opening the ammunition box and checking it, he nodded with satisfaction and signed his name.
"Someone come! Come with me and move these things to the warehouse!" Raven shouted loudly towards the camp, but heard a familiar voice calling him from behind.
"Sheriff Raven!"
Raven turned his head and saw Kriska Moreira jumping up and down and waving at him.
"Why are you here again?" Raven stopped in confusion.
"I'm here to report! Sheriff Raven! This is my letter of introduction!" Kriska handed over a letter of introduction with the official seals of the Guard Army Headquarters and the Magic Academy.
Raven took the letter of introduction and unfolded it.
"Guards East City District Fourth Detachment:
We would like to introduce Kerrisja Moreira, an outstanding third-year student of our college, to your team as a magic consultant for a term of one year.
The Free City of Weimar School of Magic."
Is it true?
Let Kriska be the spell consultant?
Raven raised his eyebrows and looked Krista up and down.
"Lei... Sheriff Raven? Why are you looking at me like that..." Krista felt a little shy when Raven looked at her, and her face turned slightly red.
"Did you sign up on your own initiative?"
"Well... sort of, but the academy is now encouraging students who are already low-level magicians to sign up. There are a lot of credit rewards and employment subsidies. I saw that there were vacancies in the East Fourth Branch, so I took the initiative to sign up and come here."
"The Guards are not a place where you can easily earn credits and subsidies." Raven's tone became serious. "Working here can get you killed. Did the academy tell you that?"
"I know that the work of the Guards is very dangerous, but I am more or less a member of the city of Weimar, and I want to make my own contribution to the city of Weimar!" Krista's face turned even redder, but it seemed that it was not because of shyness, but more of indignation.
"Don't be naive! Don't you know that more than forty guards died yesterday?" Raven almost shouted.
"I... I know..." Krista seemed a little scared and shuddered. "The instructor has explained to everyone that we are not here to gild the Guards. We really want to provide the Guards with the best help we can."
Raven felt helpless.
Although the low-level magicians who come out of the academy are low-level extraordinary people, most of them can only provide auxiliary spells, and they need to chant to cast spells. It is difficult for them to play a good role in the activities of the guard army that emphasizes protracted combat, covert combat and small-scale combat. This is also the reason why Weimar, as a city ruled by magicians, has a guard army mainly composed of warriors.
In other words, an untrained low-level magician is likely to be a drag in street fighting and search operations.
Whether in terms of combat experience or search experience, the students of the Mage Academy are inferior to the veterans of the Guards.
On the other hand, the lives of students are much more valuable than those of ordinary guards.
When Weimar first became independent, there were cases where ordinary guards failed in their missions or even suffered casualties due to the lack of experience of the magicians in the team.
This is also the reason why Raven is so reluctant to let Kriska join.
"Forget it, since you are here...can you draw a magic scroll?" Raven sighed.
I can only use it to comfort myself now that everything has come.
"Yes, Sheriff Raven!" Kriska's eyes lit up, "I got an A in the magic scroll drawing class!"
"Then you can help us draw magic scrolls, do logistical work, and... write reports." Thinking that someone would share the reporting work, Raven suddenly felt that it would be a good idea to send such a spell consultant.
As long as she doesn't have the chance to hold me back on the battlefield, that's fine, right?
…
"That's what happened, Sheriff Ellie." Raven reported the situation to Ellie in the office. Behind him was Krista, who had changed into a guard uniform.
"Hello, sir!" Krista looked heroic in the guard uniform, with her long flowing golden hair tied into a neat ponytail.
"Is that so... Raven, you did a good job." Ellie bit her pen, nodded to indicate that she understood, and then gave Kriska a gentle smile, "Hello again, Miss Kriska."
"Hehehe, Sheriff Ellie, just call me Krista. I'm your subordinate now, and it's a pleasure to work with you!" Krista scratched her head embarrassedly.
"Okay, Krista, today is our day off, so there's nothing to do. You can go home from get off work."
"Eh? But...Sir..." Krista seemed a little confused.
"Sir, we haven't written the report on the last mission yet..." Seeing that Kriska was very enthusiastic about her work, Raven hinted to Ellie.
"Oh... is that so... Well, Krista, could you please help us write a report on the last mission today?" Ellie saw Raven's eyes and suddenly realized.
"Okay, sir!" Krista immediately nodded her head like a chick pecking at rice, and then asked Ellie how to write a report.
Ellie put the previous reports on the table, said, "Just write them roughly the same as the previous ones," and left the room with Raven.
"What is the headquarters thinking? Isn't it disruptive to let ordinary low-level magicians participate in the work of the guard? To carry out the mission, they have to divide the troops to protect the princesses and young masters who come here to gild themselves?" Ellie frowned and complained.
Raven scratched his head and tried to excuse Kriska: "That's not the case. Doing logistics work, drawing scrolls for us, and enchanting weapons before going out is not bad, right? She is not here to gild herself. She is really here to help."
Ellie rolled her eyes: "How do you know she's really here to help? Can you read minds?"
Raven: "She doesn't look like she has the brains to gild the deal."
Ellie: "...You're right, but it's not nice to talk about your colleagues behind their backs. Don't do it next time."
Raven: "Sir, you were the first one to say they were here to cause trouble."
Ellie reached out and tapped Raven on the head: "Let's encourage each other!"
Raven cried out in pain and covered his head: "Alright, alright, alright... A higher-ranking official can crush people to death..."
"Dong, Dong, Dong" Suddenly, the big bell in the city rang three times, followed by a wave of bell sounds that rolled in like a forest and a sea.
"Boom boom boom boom"
Ellie and Raven looked solemn, and they stood there with one hand on their chest, lowering their heads slightly.
This is the bell to mourn the forty-four martyrs.
The three minutes of silence passed quickly, and Raven and Ellie looked up and looked at each other.
"We must avenge those forty-four brothers." Ellie said suddenly.
"Yeah." Raven didn't say much, just simply nodded in response.
…
"I can draw wizard armor, magic missiles, foot oiling, colorful jets, shield spells..." In the office, Kriska, who had just finished writing a report, was reporting to Raven the types of magic she could draw on scrolls as requested by Raven.
It has spells for all aspects, including offense, defense, control, and assistance, and has comprehensive functions, but materials are needed to make magic scrolls.
The headquarters obviously won't distribute this kind of material. They always distribute finished magic scrolls, and there are fewer types. For example, colorful jets and foot oils are types that the headquarters won't distribute because there aren't many environments where they can be used.
"Well...it's quite comprehensive...but we don't have the materials..." Raven frowned and started to worry. These materials are not cheap and will cost a lot of money.
"It doesn't matter! I have a lot of materials left over from practice! Enough for everyone to use." Krista said nonchalantly, as if the materials of these scrolls were as inexhaustible to her as the water in the sea.
"Ah, how can I let you subsidize this part privately..." Raven immediately evaded.
"Please allow me to subsidize this part. Just consider it as my personal donation to the Guards! Sheriff Raven, just tell me what scroll you need. I will work overtime tonight to draw it and give it to you tomorrow."
Raven waved his hands quickly: "Don't be so polite, the consultant and the deputy sheriff are at the same level, we are just colleagues..."
Kriska tilted her head and asked, "Then Raven, can I join the operation?"
Raven: "No."
Kriska lowered her head. "I am a formal magician after all. I won't hold you back..."
Raven: "It's not that simple. The work of the Guards is very dangerous."
"Then don't you have to face this kind of danger?" Kriska raised her head stubbornly and looked at Raven without showing any weakness. "We are all members of Weimar City. You take all the risks on yourself, while we sit back and enjoy the safety with peace of mind. Don't you think it's unfair?"
Raven was silent for a while, then said, "That's not the case. We have been trained as soldiers for three years and can protect ourselves and others well in the face of various dangers, but you..."
Kriska retorted, "I have also studied magic for three years and have also experienced facing danger."
Raven sighed helplessly: "Okay, Kriska, but there is one condition if you want to participate in the operation. You have to defeat me."