Chapter 214: Fellow Holder of the Writer Class (1/2)

Hilton Borough might not be as rowdy as the other Boroughs, but it also had its own boisterous activities. Unlike the Center Borough that could be considered as the melting pot of all sorts of activities from the other Boroughs. Hilton Borough was unique due to the fact that the restaurants and shops here only sold items that catered to the nobles.

With how they were marketing their wares, it would obviously be very expensive.

But Calvin wasn't here to shop.

He was here to visit the Department of Justice.

The City of Ashmelion was under the control of the Joselian Kingdom. But since the Capital of the Joselian Kingdom was so far-away from the city, the King decided to appoint regional governors that would reign over a set number of cities. Ashmelion wasn't an exception.

Ashmelion was a city under the banner of the Governador-General Lothar. The Governador-General reigned over the entire Region 7 and he gave each city a mayor which would preside over the entire city. The mayor then created various departments to handle specific works in the city which included the Ashmelion Police Department and the Department of Justice.

The Cavaliers had been arrested under the crime of mutiny.

Normally, criminals were always sent to the underground prisons which were under the jurisdiction of the Ashmelion Police Department.

But given the special identities of the Cavaliers and the church's secrecy regarding supernatural events. The Cavaliers were directly arrested by the Department of Justice.

This was why Calvin was heading to the Department of Justice.

However...

He lost his way.

Awkwardly scratching his head, Calvin glanced at the sky and decided that if he wanted to return to the coffee shop before daybreak. He must arrive at the Department of Justice in ten minutes.

Unfortunately, Hilton Borough's design made it incredibly attractive to the eyes of the nobles, but it also made traversing the Hilton Borough, quite convoluted to those that weren't in the know.

”Fuck it, I'll go ride a carriage-taxi.” Calvin gnashed his teeth and eventually made a decision.

He didn't want to rent a carriage-taxi at first since the prices would surely be exorbitant. It was because carriages that were allowed to step foot on Hilton Borough had special permits that gave them the privilege to raise their prices.

Left with no other choice, Calvin bit the bullet and rode in one.

Fortunately, the driver was more skillful than he had thought. Calvin arrived at the Department of Justice's entrance five minutes later.

”Do you have an appointment, sir?” A male attendant smiled at Calvin when he saw the latter approaching from the distance.

”I don't have one, but I have this,” Calvin brandished his medallion in front of the attendant.

”Ah...” The male attendant lightly gasped, he hadn't expected that such a young man would be a member of the Department of Justice's Special Corps Division.

Yes, this was how the outside world knew the Cavaliers, Missionaries, and the Evangelists. For them, these people existed under the all-encompassing umbrella of the Department of Justice.

”To think that I didn't recognize the honorable sir... Please pardon my mistake.” The male attendant quickly apologized.

”You did nothing wrong,” Calvin smiled at him, ”You were just doing your job.”

”Anyway, can you bring me over to the Chief Executor? I guess he's already awake now, right?”

The male attendant stared at Calvin in a renewed light.

At first, he thought that Calvin had brought in a fake Special Corps Medallion, but when he heard Calvin casually mention the Chief Executor and the fact that he even knew of the Chief Executor's daily routine. It was now very clear that he was more than legitimate.

”As you wish,” The male attendant deeply bowed.

He went back into the lobby and turned right.

A few moments later, he returned with a smile on his face, ”The Chief Executor is absent, honorable sir, but we do know his location. He's at the Maximum Security Penitentiary at this moment, he seems to be in the middle of interviewing some high-profile criminals.”

”All right,” Calvin waved his hand at the male attendant.

His brows furrowed when he heard the male attendant mention that the Chief Executor was interviewing some high-profile criminals. It was pretty obvious who among the criminals in that Penitentiary deserved the attention of the Chief Executor.

Calvin wasn't really complaining at all, he was just frowning at the fact that the attendant called them criminals.

Technically, they were criminals.

But what they had done didn't make them criminals in Calvin's eyes.

Calvin turned around and left, but just as he stepped a foot outside the Department of Justice's entrance.

He turned back and approached the male attendant once more.

”How may I help you, sir?” The male attendant respectfully asked.

”Can you tell me where the Maximum Security Penitentiary is?” Calvin brandished an awkward smile