Marvel's Magic Master

"Could he be a young master who ran away from some noble family in Demacia?"

Vander muttered to himself and placed the piece of gold on the nine pieces of gold in George's hand.

"It's not about the money. It's about the stuff coming from Uptown. If we don't hand it over, not only will we be in trouble, but it will also bring a lot of trouble to you."

"In that case, fine."

George smiled, put away all ten pieces of gold, took out the bag of Hextech magic crystals, and handed it to Vander's big hand.

Will it be useful if I hand something over?
Vandel, the future werewolf, is sometimes too naive.

The upper city's top brass don't care about those Hextech magic crystals at all. They haven't realized the value of those magic crystals yet.

What they care about is that people from the lower town dare to cause trouble in the upper town, which is tantamount to a provocation.

If this provocation is not severely punished, the people in the downtown area will become more and more rampant, and the war that happened a few years ago will happen again.

So even if Fandel handed over these magic crystals, the Upper City would not give up.

But this is also what he wants. He needs this kind of conflict to happen in order to achieve his goal and take control of Piltover as quickly as possible.

"Thank you. If you plan to stay in the Black Alley for a while, you can come to me if you have any trouble."

After Fandel got the bag of magic crystals, his expression immediately relaxed.

In fact, according to the rules of the black alley, money is exchanged for goods, and no matter what channel the goods come from, they cannot be forcibly recovered.

So if George doesn't want to, there's nothing he can do. The rules are made by him, and he can't break the rules he made.

"I heard that the grapefruit rum at Fugen's Tavern is very good. I wonder if I can have a drink."

George waved to Wei and the others behind Vander, then looked at Vander.

Vander laughed heartily and said:

"Of course, I'll mix you a supreme version myself, but the wine is very strong, are you sure you can drink it?"

In his eyes, George was still a kid about the same age as Baobao, except that he spoke more maturely and acted like a little adult.

George walked past Fandel and headed towards Fulgrim's Tavern:

"Don't underestimate me. I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Why don't we give it a try?"

Forget a thousand cups. With his body, he could even drink a thousand barrels without any problem.

Three hours later, at Fulgrim's Tavern.

Wei and Baobao looked at Vander, who was passed out drunk on the table, and the wine glasses piled up beside him. They simultaneously gave a thumbs up to George, who was sitting opposite them with a red face and dazed eyes, but still barely awake.

Vander was the biggest drinker in the alley, and they had never seen Vander drunk before, but he was knocked down by George.

Although George looked like he was almost dying.

Not only the two sisters, but also the other big men in the tavern looked at George with admiration.

It’s not that Vander is not good enough, it’s that this kid is simply a barrel of wine and can drink too much.

"Hahaha, now when Fandel wakes up, we can laugh at him!"

Although Vandel's loss was not unfair, it did not prevent them from making fun of Vandel for several months afterwards.

"Good boy, you're awesome! Just because you can knock down Fandel, if you have any problems in this dark alley, go find your brother Leopard!"

The big men in the tavern were extremely favorable towards George.

In a place like Fulgrim's Tavern, there are two ways to earn respect.

One is strength, that is, the ability to fight. Whoever has the biggest fist is the boss. Fandel has the biggest fist here, so he is the boss here. The other is the drinking capacity, because in many cases, when people don't want to fight and get hurt, they use drinking competitions to compete.

Previously, the one who drank the most here was Vander, but now it’s George.

Just when everyone in the pub was getting excited about the three-hour drinking contest, the door of the pub was suddenly kicked open.

A man and a woman walked in wearing gas masks and gorgeous blue uniforms.

When everyone saw the two of them, their faces suddenly changed, the warm atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point, and everyone's faces showed hostile looks.

"Damn it, it's those stinky cops from Uptown!"

Wei gritted her teeth, put on a hood, and took her sister Baobao to hide behind the crowd. They were chased by the law enforcement guards in the upper city, and their faces had already been exposed.

"Where's Fandel?"

The male law enforcement guard took off his gas mask and asked with disgust on his face.

His contemptuous look and arrogant tone made the strong men in the tavern reach for their weapons.

If Fandel had not repeatedly told them not to get into conflict with the people in the upper city, they would have chopped the two men up and fed them to the Shadow Wolves.

Seeing this, the leading female law enforcement officer stretched out her hand to stop the male law enforcement guard from continuing to speak, glanced at the entire tavern hall, walked up to Vander who had already fallen drunk, and frowned.

Her name is Grayson, and she is the head of Piltover's law enforcement guards. She has received a death order from the parliament to catch those thieves who dared to cause trouble in the Upper Town and put them in jail to serve as a warning to others.

However, unlike other law enforcement guards, she understood that the current peace between the upper and lower city areas was hard-won, and did not want to start another war because of such things.

So she reached an agreement with Vandel, the leader of the dark alleys in the lower town, that as long as the people in the lower town did not cause trouble in the upper town, she would not care about the illegal activities in the lower town.

Now that something has happened, in order to calm the anger of the parliament and avoid further conflict, she came to Vander in advance and asked Vander to hand over the thieves voluntarily.

But I didn't expect that Vander was drunk at this time.

"Vandel is drunk, what can I do for you two?"

The second in command of Black Alley, Vander's best friend, and the owner of the sundry shop came forward and asked with a friendly face.

"We're going to ask Vandal for some prisoners."

Grayson replied calmly.

The male law enforcement guard behind her spoke arrogantly again:
"A building in the college area was attacked by some scumbags. Hand over those scumbags, or our law enforcement team will flatten your entire black alley!"

"What did you say? I'll kill you first, you little white pig!"

Everyone in the tavern drew their weapons, and the male law enforcement guard also drew his pistol.

"stop!"

At this time, the grocery store owner and Grayson spoke up at the same time to stop both parties.

"These are the things you lost. The children will receive the appropriate punishment and will not cause trouble in the Uptown area again. This matter is over."

The grocery store owner took the bag of magic crystals out of Fandel's pocket and handed it to Grayson, whispering.

Vandel had discussed with him how to deal with this matter before they went drinking.

Grayson put away the magic crystal and shook his head:

"No, we must hand over those kids this time. Otherwise, next time it won't just be the two of us who will come, but the entire law enforcement team."

She didn't even need Vandal to hand them over, she just wanted Vandal to tell her where the children were, or not to obstruct her when she led a team to search.

(End of this chapter)