Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 147 Late-Night Investigation

The low growl seemed to come from underground, filled with anger, resentment, and unspeakable hatred.

But the roar stopped quickly, as if the barrier had taken effect, and the echo didn't even travel.

However, the silence did not last long, and Caesar soon heard noises coming from below.

It was a creature that was entirely blood red, completely bald, and looked like a hairless monkey. It was running wildly across the rooftop of a building, using both its hands and feet.

It didn't stay arrogant for long. Soon, an ice-blue cursor, like a homing missile, shot towards it from behind.

The "monkey" sensed the danger and leaped into the air with a backflip that most people couldn't do, thus avoiding the cursor.

At the same time, the cursor, defying all the laws of physics, spun in the air, traced a near-acute angle, and struck the "monkey" directly.

After a scream, the "monkey" tumbled over a pile of tiles and fell off the roof.

Immediately, a group of Krall Bureau members in black coats appeared out of nowhere, wrapped his body in a body bag, and carried him away.

"Notice!"

Suddenly another shout rang out. Caesar looked over and saw that a manhole cover on the street had been opened, and a creature that looked like a rat but was as big as a wolf crawled out of it.

Upon seeing the crowds of humans welcoming it, it immediately tried to crawl back inside.
But a fireball shot from not far away, blasting the ground to smithereens with a deafening roar. Fragments of the floor tiles, along with the remains of the giant rat, flew out, and at the same time, the underground water pipes burst, with water gushing out like a fountain.

Such a commotion, especially in a busy downtown area surrounded by residential buildings, was bound to cause a stir.

However, the residents around the block seemed to be deafened; despite the loud noise, not a single one opened a window to look, or even turned on their lights.

If it weren't for the citizens strictly adhering to the nighttime control regulations, then it must be the effect of the barrier.

The people from the Krall Bureau went forward to collect the remains of the giant rat, just then a reproachful shout rang out:
"Angoli! No one is allowed to use spells of tier two or higher without orders! Do you still think this is the Rhinek Bureau?!"

It was a middle-aged man with a full beard, shouting at a figure on a rooftop not far away.

However, the person being scolded did not react at all. He simply put down the silver staff in his hand and turned his head as if looking for the next target.

He was transferred to the capital city half a month ago. After arriving in the capital city, his position was demoted two levels. He went from being the captain of the first team of the Operations Division of the Drendin District of the Rhinek Bureau to the captain of the third team of the Logistics Division of the Alexidet District. He is currently assisting the secret operation of the Klar Bureau.

This transfer was a major blow to his career, and it left him with health problems that made it almost impossible for him to be promoted again. However, this time he voluntarily applied for the transfer.
It was simply because he had seen in the newspaper that day the Book of No Thought had appeared on the Century Tower during the Expo attack.

He knew that jungle all too well; it was definitely the power of the Book of No Thought. He was absolutely certain that the Book of No Thought had appeared in the Expo attack.

Later, he used his private privileges to learn that a mysterious knight sorcerer had appeared and helped the kingdom save a group of students.

He was almost certain that the mysterious knight mage was the same one he had seen among the observers that day, the one who had stolen the Book of No Thought and severely injured him.

From that day on, Angori decided to be transferred to the capital to find the whereabouts of the "Night Knight".

He had been tracking the Book of No Thought for years. Last time, it was right in front of him, but not only was it stolen by someone else, but he was also seriously injured by that "thief," which was an absolute disgrace to him.

Therefore, we must catch him and retrieve the Book of No Thought.

“That guy,” the captain of the Krall Bureau’s action team muttered. His protests were mostly ignored by the captain, who was originally of a higher rank than him.

"Attention everyone, it's almost midnight. Their numbers will start to surge, and their aggression will increase. Everyone stay within the core radiation range of the High Sky Domain and are prohibited from acting on their own!"

Upon hearing the command, all the members responded.

"High Heaven Domain"

Caesar pondered this new term. It wasn't a spell or magic technique he had ever known before, so it must be a new term born in a new era.

However, based on the effects it just displayed and their statements, it can be inferred that this barrier is somewhat similar to the fifth-tier spell [Echo of the Silent One].

Echo of the Silent One is a mid-range area-of-effect spell that creates a barrier that isolates you from reality while still connecting you to it.

In short, it isolates a group of ordinary people, forming an independent field of action. After the barrier is closed, everything will return to normal. In the past, it was mostly used for secret assassinations or battlefield traps. Even Caesar had never seen anything like it, which was spread out over an entire large city.

However, it is true that the effect of this barrier spell is indeed very suitable for use as a cover and disguise in modern handling of abnormal magical events.

However, judging from what they said, the High Heavens seems to have some other effect than the Echo of the Silent Ones.

The numerous members of the Krall Bureau below began to clear out these alien creatures that had appeared in the capital. For a time, various spells, gunfire, and explosions filled the night sky.

"Is this the reason for the curfew? To deal with these alien monsters that appeared out of nowhere?" Caesar thought to himself, stroking his chin.

No, judging from their expressions, they are probably quite certain about where these alien creatures came from. It's even possible that problems within the kingdom led to their creation, and they were just cleaning up the mess.

Caesar enveloped his domineering consciousness and overheard the conversation between the two captains at the street corner:

"Have you received any news?"

"No, probably not today. We're just here tonight to do odd jobs. The real trouble is probably yet to come."

"Damn it, this kind of thing happens right after my vacation,"

"Let's get things organized first. She should be arriving soon. With her there, everything will be much easier."

Caesar was processing their conversation when he felt a sticky sensation on his head.

That was Muyue's drool; the guy was sleeping so comfortably that his drool was dripping out.

Caesar was speechless for a moment, then picked it up and tossed it onto a high platform to the side.

When he looked down again, he saw a car parked on the side of the road in the night, with a group of people standing respectfully to greet it.

The car door opened, and a figure with long, brownish-green hair stepped out.

To Caesar's surprise, this was none other than Professor Muirner, who had reminded him that afternoon not to go out that evening.

(End of this chapter)