Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

This is a small military airport in Lanling City. There are not many buildings around it, and it is not open to the public.

After verifying his identity, the ground crew led Wang Yi to a military helicopter.

The rear door of the helicopter opened, and Major General Chen Guang waved to Wang Yi: "Go."

Wang Yi obediently went up, sat next to Chen Guang, and put on an earphone that Chen Guang handed him.

To be honest, Wang Yi didn't expect that Chen Guang would be the one to pick her up here.

Wang Yi was flattered that a major general would personally guide him through the beginner tasks.

Amidst the howling wind, the helicopter took off and flew south.

"We'll arrive in about eight hours. Let's take a look at the information first." Chen Guang handed Wang Yi a document: "This is your first mission objective, just an appetizer."

Wang Yi took the folder, opened the documents, and began to read them carefully.

The target of the mission is a guy named Amit, male, thirty-six years old, mid-level mage, attack type, who is a police superintendent in a certain region of India, or at least used to be.

Despite starting from a low caste, Amit's life, though filled with hardship, was still quite fortunate, as he rose through the ranks to become a mid-level mage and a regional police superintendent.

Amit grew up in an extremely poor rural area of ​​India. Although he didn't go hungry for three days straight, he was basically living on the edge of subsistence.

He left home at the age of twelve with great ambitions to make a living in a big city. He then accumulated his first pot of gold through swindling, cheating, and petty theft.

At sixteen, harboring a dream of becoming a sorcerer to defy fate, he resolutely emptied his entire fortune and paid for the awakening ceremony himself.

Unexpectedly, I was lucky and directly awakened to become a mage.

Amit's future path should have been to join the army, become a filler in the Indian crossroads, or become a guard for a high-caste lord, shining brightly in his mansion at night.

Unfortunately, Amit had already been spotted by a local gang leader and recruited into the gang before that.

He then used gang resources to buy magic crystals, absorbed magic, and then, relying on his identity as a mage, became a notorious double-flower red stick in the local gang, bullying the villagers and running rampant.

Amit's life took off from then on. At a young age, he had money, a car, a house, and a woman. His future looked promising.

Unfortunately, his good fortune didn't last long. Amit had only been in office for five or six years when a crackdown on organized crime, akin to the Indian version of the anti-gang campaign, came crashing down on him.

A single ladle of water poured down from above would be enough to drown countless gangs that had crossed the river.

India's crackdown on organized crime has been very successful, with countless gangs' assets seized and confiscated, and key gang members arrested, sentenced, or executed on the spot.

Fortunately, Amit was a clever child from a young age. He sensed something was wrong and sided with the special envoy from above. He turned over a new leaf, became a guide, and transformed into a kind-hearted citizen who endured humiliation and went undercover in the gang.

That night, the gang's headquarters was ablaze with fire.

Using the gang's assets and the head of its leader, Amit not only survived the flood but also managed to infiltrate the local police station.

From petty thief to police officer, and from police officer to superintendent, Amit's early life is like an inspirational movie.

More than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye. With his rich experience from years of training in gangs, Superintendent Amit has been doing his job very well, managing local security in an orderly manner and earning considerable respect.

Let's put it this way: if a passing dog doesn't wag its tail at him, he'll have to take a scalding bath that night and then get a masala scrub on his back.

His fame was so widespread that he could stop children from crying at night.

As Amit was an outstanding graduate of the local gang, he naturally inherited the best qualities of many. Coupled with his exceptional talent from a young age, he was a promising but morally questionable individual. Thus, unsurprisingly, he cultivated a set of "good qualities" within the gang.

He was a gambling addict, a drinker, a smoker, a greedy man, and a womanizer—a true "five-good" superintendent.

Moreover, these qualities naturally became more prominent and developed as his power grew.

Although Double Flower Red Stick Amit has disappeared, Superintendent Amit has become an even deeper dark cloud, shrouding this small city.

But just as Amit was about to take office as the local police chief, an accident occurred.

As the saying goes, lust is a double-edged sword, and Amit Zai fell victim to it.

On an ordinary day, during an ordinary patrol, Amit encountered a girl who looked somewhat unusual, and then the usual procedure was followed.

Unfortunately, the girl was from out of town and didn't know much about the local customs.

If you volunteer, Superintendent Amit will make you volunteer; if you don't volunteer, Superintendent Amit will help you volunteer.

The girl was found naked with six stab wounds in her back; it was a suicide. She was taken to the crematorium and burned the next morning.

Amit had no idea that the reason this unusual girl was not ordinary in appearance was because her identity was extraordinary.

She's the daughter of a high-caste nobleman, not some commoner he can manipulate at will.

And that's how Amit got caught.

From a diligent and outstanding police superintendent and successor to the police chief, he suddenly became a wanted criminal who committed murder, rape, abuse of power, and was a monster in human form.

Knowing he had met with a brick wall and there was no way to turn the tide, Amit decided to flee in fear of punishment. He secretly traveled across the border and smuggled himself into China.

The entire document is primarily derived from investigation reports and arrest warrants issued by the Indian government.

The last line of the document reads:

Amit was known for his tyrannical and abusive behavior. After becoming a sorcerer, according to statistics, during the twenty years from his rise from a low-ranking official to a police superintendent, he injured or disabled 674 people, caused the deaths of 268 people, and raped 106 girls, of whom 85 were confirmed dead.

After reading the document, Wang Yi closed the cover and took a deep breath.

"How does it feel?" Major General Chen Guang's voice came through the earpiece.

"I feel..." Wang Yi said calmly, without expression, "I feel like I can't wait to see him."

"So, after reading this information, do you have a basic understanding of the duties of the Night Watch?" Chen Guang asked with a smile.

"A cleaner?" Wang Yi raised one eyebrow slightly. "Is their job to clean up trash?"

Chen Guang was somewhat speechless, but he couldn't deny that Wang Yi's description was very accurate.

Although this part of the duties only accounts for a small portion of the Night Watch's responsibilities.

Eight hours passed in a flash, and the helicopter took Wang Yi to a remote border town.

The helicopter landed in a remote area more than ten miles outside the town, and Wang Yi opened the door and jumped out.

Chen Guang asked a few questions into the headset, then said to Wang Yi, "You're lucky. The target crossed the border three days ago and arrived in this town yesterday at noon. Since then, there hasn't been any unusual activity."

Amit's whereabouts had long been known, but he was not targeted because it was classified as a training task for new Night Watch recruits.

If Amit shows the slightest threat, he will be eliminated by the surveillance personnel immediately, without waiting for Wang Yi to arrive.

That's why Chen Guangcai said Wang Yi was lucky; his trip wasn't in vain.

"To be dead or alive?" Wang Yi took the headset Chen Guang handed him and asked softly.

"As you know, the target is a foreign fugitive. Strictly speaking, we should capture him alive and then repatriate him," Chen Guang replied seriously.

"Sir, I'm just an intern." Wang Yi cast his gaze toward the distant town. "You know, interns are newcomers. They lack skills and experience, and they're prone to making mistakes when they get nervous."

"So?" Chen Guang's lips curled up slightly.

"So..." Wang Yi said sincerely, "I will try my best to leave the Indians with a complete corpse."