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Chapter 50 Auxiliary Military System

The Imperial Inquisition is responsible for handling all supernatural matters within the four borders of the capital, including but not limited to vampires, werewolves, undead, demons, devils, necromancers, heretics, as well as mages, sorcerers, druids, and so on who cast spells in public without permission.

Of course, from a legal perspective, if these high-threat targets endanger the security and stability of the capital, then the capital's garrison also has the right and responsibility to deal with them.

The responsibilities of both sides overlap. If a conflict arises, there are no ready-made rules on how to resolve it, so it often comes down to which side has more capable subordinates and which side has stronger backing.

Considering that the Witchers of the Inquisition deal with high-risk alien enemies, while the Imperial Guard usually deals with thugs and drunkards, the latter are usually no match for the former.

However, the people on the other side clearly underestimated Ellina's strength.

After only a few rounds of fighting, the two hunters were knocked to the ground by the spear shafts. The lead judge, who possessed some martial skills, managed to parry two attacks with his sword, but then Elrina's spear tip broke through his defenses, and the sharp blade was pressed against his throat.

Unable to move.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down the judge's face, his mind filled with astonishment and uncertainty: When did such a powerful High Elf arrive at the Imperial Capital Garrison?

Ryan looked at him with amusement.

The Southern District serial murders didn't happen recently; they've been going on for several months.

These guys at the tribunal were reluctant to launch an investigation before, but they suddenly intervened this time. It's hard to believe that this is just a coincidence.

A more plausible explanation is that the former commander of the Imperial Capital Garrison was a money-grubbing bum, while the newly appointed Rein Fahre was decisive and efficient. Therefore, some people quickly instructed the court to take over the case to prevent him from actually finding anything.

if it is like this……

"Magnus!" Renn suddenly shouted sharply, "If you're not dead, get in here!"

Magus, who was pretending to be dead outside, hurriedly led his men in, scrambling in with longswords in hand, helmet askew, bruises and bloodstains on his lips, shouting, "Protect the Commander!"

Renn was speechless at these guards. They spent all their time dealing with thugs and hooligans, and despite their burly physiques built from drinking and eating, they couldn't even fight.

Go back and let Ellina train some more.

"These people dare to impersonate Inquisitors of the Inquisition; they're no ordinary frauds!" Renn shouted, pointing at the subdued Inquisitors and Witcher. "Arrest them all and take them away!"

Magston was speechless, inwardly exclaiming, "Gods above!"

These aren't imposters! They're the real Inquisitors and Witchers! My men were taken down the moment they saw them!

Of course, all those shouts of "Loyalty! Honesty!" weren't for nothing.

To protect his voice, Magus's subconscious instinct was to resolutely carry out Ryan's orders:
"take away!"

The Imperial Guards, beaten and disheveled, filed into the room and, as if venting their anger, bound the Inquisitor and the Witcher tightly and escorted them back to the dungeon of the Imperial Military Camp.

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Beneath each military camp of the Imperial Capital Garrison lies a corresponding dungeon and cell, used to hold all sorts of criminals.

These prisons are also a legacy of the ancestral Elven Empire, and there are even rumors that there are interconnected underground tunnels that link the capital's sewers, dungeons, and even the basements of many houses. These rumors are true.

Even with the players' mobility and information sharing, they haven't been able to fully explore the vast network of tunnels beneath the capital. Every version update adds a dozen or so new tunnels out of thin air.

Before fully controlling the Imperial City Guard, Renn had no intention of exploring the city's underground network. He simply instructed Magus to have people watch over the prisons, requiring at least two people on duty 24 hours a day to prevent these Inquisitors and Witchers from "suddenly disappearing."

Ryan stayed in the commander's office at the garrison camp and continued to call the captains together for meetings.

"I am very dissatisfied with your performance in combat today." He said with a gloomy expression and a hoarse voice, "The elite of the Imperial Capital Garrison should be the military force protecting the capital, but you were easily defeated by mere Witcher. Do you still deserve the garrison robes you wear?"

The team leaders remained silent, simply bowing their heads as they accepted the criticism.

It's quite normal for the capital's garrison to be weak, since they spend most of their time dealing with thugs and drunkards. Of course, explaining this to the commander would only get you a scolding.

"No one's saying anything?" Renn asked coldly. "Fine, next I'm going to implement the auxiliary soldier system within the garrison."

"From today onwards, I will divide the garrison members into 'regular soldiers' and 'auxiliary soldiers,' based on the results of actual combat. The number of regular soldiers will be half that of auxiliary soldiers, and each of them will receive double their current salary, while the salary of auxiliary soldiers will be reduced to half."

The team leaders quickly tried to dissuade him:
"Commander! If the auxiliary soldiers' income is cut in half, then we won't have anything to eat..."

"If you're not getting any food, get out of here!" Renn roared, slamming his hand on the table, silencing everyone with a loud crack. "You don't even have the guts to fight for a regular soldier position? Our Imperial Capital Garrison doesn't need this kind of good-for-nothing who just wants to freeload!"

The team leaders were stunned and could only helplessly agree.

After leaving the commander's office, the group began to whisper and discuss among themselves.

“It’s not like we’ll starve,” Magus sighed. “Our salaries are actually a small part of our income. Our main income comes from the security tax and cleaning tax we collect regularly. If our salaries are cut in half, it’ll only hurt a little. We can just go to the bar a few less times after get off work.”

"Magnus, are you guys ready to be auxiliary soldiers?" someone mocked him from the other side. It was Fayezi, the former captain whose position he had replaced. "Fine, when we're eating meat, you can just follow along, wagging your tails and begging for scraps, hahahahahaha!"

Magston's face immediately darkened.

When Renn came to establish his authority, he stripped Feyez of his captaincy and chose his close friends to join him. Naturally, the rest of the team went to Feyez.

If his income suddenly drops, his brothers might resent him. Feyez, however, is indifferent to this, because he's surrounded by "anti-Marxists," and there's little emotional connection between them to begin with.

No, I still need to go back and organize the brothers and start military training as soon as possible!
In the office, Ellina was amazed to see that Raine hadn't spent a single penny, but had simply redistributed everyone's salaries to motivate them to improve their skills.

A necromancer, inherently evil, actually resorting to such dirty tricks as money? One day…

“Ellina,” Renn instructed, “you don’t have anything else to do during this time, so come to the military camp every day to keep an eye on their training.”

“I’m not going,” Ellina refused. “Dia isn’t here, and you can’t threaten me.”

“Hmm—” Renn looked at her with ill intent and suddenly said, “I heard that the remains of Marianna, the daughter of Duke Okron of the ancestral Elven Empire, are buried somewhere in the West District Municipal Gardens…”

"Enough, I'll go." Ellina stood up, gritting her teeth as she said, "You are not allowed to desecrate her remains!"

(End of this chapter)