The next day, in the morning, after the weapons training, Claire praised Mike for his rapid progress.
He was fast in progressing with practice, just he still has flaws in the theory,
And that made him somehow slower to catch up with his ability.
Anyway, a little slower at being fast was still good.
He got injured; it's just that he was able to catch up with Claire now.
His moves were improving with practice for sure. Still, the fact that made him improve his control over his ability, was resolution.
He was using his ability to attack now, even Claire could not feel his Bloody Hand, she just reacted to Mike's moves.
But anyway, the real league for the Boody Hand starts when one reaches phase 2 or 3, better said, when one can attack without using a tool like a sword.
But the sword won't be put away after that, he would still get some use from it even at higher levels.
It makes a lot of sense, it was a sword made from the guild to give it to a class 5 member.
All in all, he was about to start his routine life as before, spending time training and relaxing all day.
-"Ah~ I missed this routine... except for the injuries" - He thought while Claire was healing him with the medicine.
At just barely the sound of his phone, Claire quickly informed him,
-Is a number from a governmental office - She had no need to look at the phone.
It was like she was the phone itself too, not only the house.
-You better not be spying on my phone, you stalker-
-Fearing I can find something there?-
-Just accept and connect the call to the house-
Claire did as order to, and the voice of a man could be heard.
-Hello, good morning, is this Mike's Blood number, right?-
-Yes, it's me, who are you?-
-I am Clark, a lawyer in the National Civil Court - Just the job of the man meant bad news,
Mike could almost see dark clouds in his future days.
-"I made sure to know nothing so far, what now?" _ And what can I help you with?-
-Mr Blood, is my duty to inform you about your current situation, by tomorrow, a police officer will arrive at your house with a signed order, and take you under custody to answer some questions at the station.-
-Am I under investigation? Why?-
-I am only on duty to inform you about it, Mr Blood, as for the details, the officer will hand you the information, please collaborate with us, and remember that this call is also recorded, we already have the proof that we informed you about the situation, thanks for your collaboration.-
The call ended, just like that, the man had no need to listen to him, just his confirmation about his identity was enough.
-Should I have acted like the call was lost or something?-
-You know that those kinds of things don't work with the lawyers in this country, master-
-I can try tomorrow, you know?-
-I doubt the police officer will care - Claire's words were true.
Why was he being investigated? For insulting the skinny bastard from yesterday in front of the company?
For Richard's disappearing?
For both reasons?
Who knows, only time would tell him.
He did nothing wrong and felt no need to worry.
Only time can tell us all anything we desire, if we live to see the truth, of course.
When having lunch, he received another call.
-I never received so many calls if I skip the scammers, damn! - He placed the phone on speakers after cursing, to keep eating.
The call this time was from "Male" again.
-Bro, I have some free time, want to practice shooting? I can get you a spot on the shooting range, I have nothing better to do anyway... If you are not busy-
The shooting range was not commonplace in the country, after all, only the national armed forces were allowed to carry and use weapons in Aether.
Not being a police officer or military, he had no chance to use the shooting range in Aether.
Even getting in the company's shooting range was hard.
-As long as that shooting range is not the one from that company, count me in. Oh, is it today? -
-Who do you take me for? Is right now, I am close to your house, so decide fast-
Mike made up his mind and quickly ate his lunch to go meet with Male outside.
-Claire I am leaving and I don't accept sarcasm this time, see you later - Mike quickly flew from the house without listening to her answer.
-...- She was speechless, did Mike enjoy those things?
To Mike's fear, she was already preparing a training with fire guns next time he could advance.
Phase 2 training was about to be Mike's most painful memory in his records so far.
...
In the shooting range, Mike was arriving with Male, they were wearing casual clothes, not the usual formal clothes they used to wear.
The casual clothes were the happiest feature he got from being fired.
As for "Male", he said it was his free day, so it made sense.
-Thank you for inviting me, I thought you would ask me about the job again.-
-Haha! Why would I so suddenly? _ "How can I talk about the job now? Mike you better not read minds" - He showed no weird face while lying to Mike.
He wanted to tease the man to see the real reason, but he got a simple answer.
Mike didn't mind then and they started a firing session.
They used a few weapons Mike had no chance to try before.
He only used very few kinds of pistols and assault rifles so far, now it was a good chance, who could guess that bodyguard had such a big collection of weapons?
Sometime later, they were already leaving, it took some time to test and talk about each weapon and some hours had passed.
-By the way, how did you manage to get free time? Worked your ass so hard to get free?-
-I... have some little vacations from time to time, I guess? _ "Now I think is the time for sure"-
Before Mike could keep leading the conversation he changed topics.
-The work I told you before, remember? I still haven't told you what it is, well, you can get some of those weapons there.-
-Oh really? Sounds like hard work then, honestly-
-"Fuck! He got me with that..." _ You cannot be sure, anyway I have not much of an answer from it, so it doesn't matter much, I will tell you later about it, I am sure you will like it-
For Mike, it looked like he was here today to convince him to work, but Male was too lazy for hard things and was very straightforward.
Mike took advantage of it all the time in the entire afternoon and evaded the talk about the job.
He wanted to become a mercenary at best and go fix the places where spatial rifts were making a mess.
Also, he wanted to hunt those criminals, his mother was murdered by one of those bastards, so he had a resentment towards them after getting that info.
-Oh well, you tell me when it's fine to know, just not tomorrow, I need to go to court, probably for insulting someone at the company building or probably for Richard's case-
-Really? The first one is not really important, but you have not much to do in Aether for Richard's... oh well, you will do good - Male answered,
But in mid-sentence, Mike saw the understanding in his eyes, still, he had no clue why.
-I hope so too-
...
The next day, in the NCC (National Civil Court) main building. Mike had his hands cuffed, looking around him.
-"Strange, it feels like a trial, not like I am under investigation or something, so much corruption"-
In the room, the judge finally arrived and the judgment started.
-"Fuck corruption, you motherfuckers have not a single proof and still are fucking me"-
The judgment was boring and very monotone.
They used a tactic of rounding words without proof and without sense to make it feel like they make sense.
Just that way of judging took his energy to stay awake, but managed to not sleep somehow.
He had a lawyer, but he had no hopes for him.
They discussed mainly Richard's case, of course, they had no proof of anything against him. Richard was not from this country, and most importantly, Mike was the one who tried to protect Richard.
Still, some people can put you in difficult situations when they want as long as corruption exists and is enough.
But the sentence would be so ridiculous that his mind could not even imagine a fiction where he would be put in prison for that.
Plus, the handcuffs on him were not antiPhySEC ones, they took his words of not being trained in his ability as true.
And of course, he lied. How could he tell his ability was not telekinesis but a special one?
Maybe in another moment he would, but didn't care for now.
Time passed by and, in the end, he was free, but it had a cost.
They talked about his behavior of what he did after leaving the company he worked for, and sadly was fined a heavy sum of money.
It would not be that much money usually, but they used his ability as an excuse to get him fined with more than necessary.
-"Was that man so rich to plan all of this? Fucking skinny bastard whose name I never remember!" - Mike was cursing in his mind while then got a clue when connecting all the dots together.
-"Who was the one who initiated this shitty judgment? Wait... it was that man, right? But he is..." - Mike finally got his wished answer.
The man who initiated all of this was a different lawyer he had no interaction with ever before.
His name was not important, he just connected the dots and placed 1 and 1 together.
-"RichManufacturing... that fucking company, it is that fucking company! fuck you!! Erick Stone! I hope your brother suffers a lot" - He now had a rich enemy out of nowhere.
Why so much circus for all this? Living in Aether, he knew those circuses were common, it looks like corrupted politicians have a thing for circus or something similar...?