On the training ground, the fully armed Raven faced off against Kriska, who was wearing mage armor.
Mage Armor is one of the most commonly used spells by mages. It has a long duration and obvious effects. Many mages cast Mage Armor on themselves as the first thing they do when they wake up in the morning.
It can form a force field around the subject, acting like armor. Its defensive power is not as good as real armor, but it is not much different.
Since wearing armor will affect the mage's spellcasting, most mages use mage armor instead of armor.
Raven charged forward, stabbing forward tentatively.
Kriska looked nervous, but she still chanted and cast a spell calmly, casting a shrinking spell on herself.
Krista, who was almost the same size as Raven just now, shrank to a quarter of Raven's size, so Raven's straight thrust naturally missed.
The petite Kriska ran back two steps and chanted a spell again. Raven hurried over and swept his sword across, trying to force Kriska to dodge.
But the shrunken Kriska simply bent down and made Raven's sweep miss, and the spell that ended with the chant was successfully cast.
"Greasy Technique!"
The floor in front of Krista was quickly covered with a layer of oil. The friction under Raven's feet seemed to disappear, and he suddenly became unstable.
After using all her strength to keep from falling, Krista had already run far away.
She stood there, chanting the spell leisurely, with half-formed magic missiles dancing in her hands.
"Magic Missile!"
Two magic missiles flew out from Kriska's hands and shot towards Raven.
"Hmm..." Raven, who was still on the greasy magic field, had no time to dodge and was hit by two magic missiles. He groaned and walked out of the greasy magic field cautiously.
Seeing Raven coming out, Kriska quickly chanted a spell to cast another layer of grease, but Raven didn't want to give Kriska this chance, so he rushed forward and chopped down vertically at the shrunken Kriska.
Kriska was about to finish her spell, and she tried to use her mage armor to block the blow and forcefully finish the grease spell, but Raven's wooden sword shattered the mage armor and, under Raven's intentional control, lightly hit Kriska's forehead.
"Ouch!" The petite Krista squatted down and hugged her head and cried out in pain.
"Christina, you can't do this." Raven sighed and shook his head.
"Well... Raven, you are too powerful. Are you really a low-level extraordinary person? It is obvious that the most difficult low-level puppet in the academy can't beat me..." Kriska squatted on the ground and muttered.
"How can a human be compared to a puppet?" Raven laughed dumbly. "The criminals you face in action are much more dangerous than puppets. They use all kinds of insidious weapons and tricks that are hard to defend against. The improvement of practical experience by fighting puppets alone is very limited. For example, you actually want to use the mage armor to block my vertical strike. It's just like blocking long-range stray arrows, but it's wishful thinking to want to block my attack."
"Ahhh, I get it. I won't take part in direct combat operations and won't hold you back." Krista muttered as she sat on the ground. The time for the shrinking spell was up, and Krista slowly grew bigger again.
"Tell me what scrolls you need recently, and I will make them for you every day." Since she couldn't go to the battlefield head-on, she would just do the logistics and consulting work well, Krista thought.
"Well, can you make us more scrolls of magic missiles? My brothers have been feeling a bit short of firepower lately. And, and..." Raven reported to Krista one item at a time.
Krista did not refuse any of the requests. As long as it was a scroll that she could make, she agreed to make it. She brought the materials from home and began to draw tirelessly in the Guards' office.
After settling Kriska, Raven breathed a sigh of relief, but Kriska was not so easy to deal with.
"Sheriff Raven, just wait, I will challenge you again soon, and I will prove that I can join you in the operation!"
As Raven walked out of the office, he heard Krista plotting loudly in the room while drawing a scroll and gritting her teeth, and he couldn't help but cover his face.
Why was I being targeted...
Anyway, this day off was finally spent safely, and tomorrow he could go on patrol with plenty of scrolls, Raven thought, but the reality was obviously not as he wished.
The next morning, just as Raven finished his morning exercise, the office received a communication from Inspector Edel before Raven went out on patrol.
Raven hurried to the office and saw that Krista was concentrating on drawing the scroll without being distracted. Raven quickly picked up the phone, and Ellie followed slowly in behind her.
"This is First-Class Inspector Edel Ludwig from the headquarters. Is anyone from the East Fourth Detachment here?" Edel's tired voice sounded, and it sounded like he didn't get much rest last night.
"This is Acting Deputy Chief of Police Raven Yasin of the East Fourth Detachment. Please give me your instructions, Inspector." Raven replied.
"Oh, it's you. It's like this. The headquarters received a call from a citizen that someone was preaching to the Vakilis Church. Please take a team to investigate. The detailed information will be sent to you in a while. Please receive it."
After explaining the mission clearly, Edel sent over the detailed mission information. Raven took the information and saw that the location provided by the caller was a tavern called "Noon Flame", not far from his base.
"Tavern? Ellie, are you going to lead the team for this mission or should I?" Raven asked.
"I'll leave this to you. I don't like going to the tavern." Ellie said without raising her head. "Leave all the patrol matters to me. You can go ahead and handle the cases assigned by the headquarters."
"What about me?" Krista raised her hand. "Who should I go with?"
"You look after the house." Raven and Ellie said in unison.
"Okay..." Krista pouted in dissatisfaction.
…
Raven led the first team to the place where the informant provided clues. The informant said that someone in the "Noon Flame" tavern was publicly preaching the teachings of Valkyries and threatening that those who did not believe in Valkyries would be hunted forever in Valkyries' hunting grounds.
"By the way, has any of you ever been to the Noon Flame Tavern?" Raven chatted with the team members while walking on the road.
"Sheriff, you are not trying to catch us. Every day is a workday. We don't have the chance to come to the pub to drink. We only indulged ourselves once the day before yesterday." The team members replied with laughter.
This tavern is very close to the station, and it is only a few steps away. When I walked into this "Noon Flame" tavern, I saw that the owner was the only one in the tavern, cleaning the glasses on the counter.
"Oh? A police officer? Would you like a few drinks?" The boss raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw a man in a guard uniform walk in.
"No, I can't drink while on duty." Raven shook his head. "No business in the morning?"
"Yeah, I just asked those drunkards who had been drinking all night to leave. They didn't come here to drink, so what did they do here? I remember I didn't call the police..." The tavern owner scratched his bald head, seeming a little impatient with the guards.
"It wasn't you who called the police...but we received a call from someone saying that someone here is spreading the teachings of the Church of Valkyries and using the teachings to intimidate and threaten the citizens. Did you know about this?" Raven frowned. Logically speaking, the tavern owner should be the first person responsible in this environment. He has the obligation and responsibility to call the police when he sees illegal incidents happening.
The tavern owner shook his head and looked at Raven and the others with a vigilant look. "No, it's probably some drunkard who heard it wrong. I was here concentrating on business all night last night, and I didn't hear anyone spreading doctrine or making threats. Since you are not here to drink, we are closing. I'm going to sleep after a busy night, please leave."
Raven keenly caught the change in the boss's attitude, secretly took note of it in his mind, and said, "We are sorry to disturb you, please have a good rest." After that, Raven led the first team out of the bar.
"Sheriff, shall we pack up and go back?" The captain of the first team asked when he saw Raven retreat so easily.
"No rush." Raven raised his hand to signal the members of the first team not to leave yet. "There is something wrong with this tavern…"
"What's the problem?" The team leader was even more confused.
"Don't you think he cleans up too quickly?" Raven explained, "We only saw the boss wiping the wine glasses here, but the entire counter and the room were spotless."
"Yes, is there any problem with that?" The team leader still seemed to not understand Raven's doubts.
"He said his guests were 'a bunch of drunks who had been drinking all night and I just asked them to leave', but his room was too clean." Raven felt that it was a bit far-fetched to suspect him based on this alone, and added, "And his attitude towards us was also problematic. We also went to the tavern to deal with disputes. To be honest, the tavern owner treated our guards like free security guards..."
"And this boss has a special hostility towards us..." Raven pinched his chin and thought of something else, "This bar is so close to us, has anyone of you received a call from this bar to help deal with the dispute?"
"No."
"No..."
"Neither have I."
Everyone reported that no one in the entire team had ever received any dispute case here.
Although the citizens of Weimar have a high quality, people are more likely to let themselves go when they are drunk. And because the overall income level in Weimar is relatively high, the pub business is generally not too bad. Many people who have nothing to do at night come to the pub to relax, listen to some music and drink some wine.
"What kind of tavern doesn't have to deal with disputes with customers for a long time, and is hostile to the guards?" Raven lowered his head and pondered, "A criminal organization's hideout? Is this entire tavern the facade of the Church of Valkyries?"
Anyway, go to the city hall to check the background of this store.