The next day...

After presenting to his group the problem they would have with the official forces, probably due to Defiant Tyranny, Vicente made plans to act against this local underworld group!

In their situation, they would not be able to mobilize local forces against Defiant Tyranny, as they were less influential, nor would they be able to protect themselves from these official actions that were clearly designed to harm them. Against corrupt people, only being stronger than everyone or capable of offering more abundant resources could make them change sides.

But Vicente's group was a far cry from the Defiant Tyranny.

The only alternative he and his men had was to use what they had, their own forces!

...

After a sleepless night, Vicente left his home early in the morning, dressed like a young businessman.

He had a severe look on his face as he walked through the central streets of Millfall, heading towards one of his first targets in his current plans.

He still planned to rob House Irwin, but Rory was slowly closing in on the servant Lena, so it would be days or weeks before he had to worry about such an enemy.

For now, Vice's priority was Defiant Tyranny.

'I already have the locations of that group and will soon have the numbers of that group.' As he walked toward his morning target, Vicente pondered the orders he had already given his men.

Some of his people were working to maintain his operations in his territory or even to ensure the safety of the groups transporting goods through the province. But some of his free men in Millfall were already on their way to investigate the group that concerned them most.

Aaron had said little about each local group that Vicente and Rory would have to worry about if they acted locally. He gave them a basic explanation and talked about their territories and who those two shouldn't be involved with.

But they had not heard from this man the numbers of the Defiant Tyranny or any other regional powers. All they knew was that the five main groups of Millfall could even influence Mages.

According to Aaron, they should not get negatively involved with any of these groups unless they could influence Mages.

But Vicente would not follow this advice!

On Earth, he had learned that if one wanted to climb the ladders of success, it was impossible to do so standing still and without taking risks and challenging the stones in one's path.

Could he influence Mages? Hell, no! But he dared to act and use his enemies to strengthen himself.

His group was determining the strength of the Defiant Tyranny and how well their ranks were guarded!

'When I have this information, I will strike a decisive blow against them!' Vicente narrowed his eyes, knowing that he had to act against this group before the one-month period the royal soldiers had told him was over.

After that, he would no longer be able to operate the way he was and would probably lose the support of the Scarlet Syndicate. Then, nothing would stand in the way of Defiant Tyranny against them.

Vicente pushed these thoughts aside as he stopped before the royal army post in Millfall.

He picked up the card Nova had given him the day before and looked at it, seeing her name and where he could find her. He held a hairpin in his other hand.

He wasn't there to defend himself against the previous accusations, let alone to provide proof of his innocence.

"Hello, can you tell me if Captain Bain is around?" Vicente asked with a smile as he arrived next to the guardhouse at the entrance of this army post.

The man inside the guardhouse looked at Vice, noticing the young man's unusual Magic Gem, something that would attract anyone's attention before any other visible information from a person.

Noticing that the young man was also well dressed, a muscular middle-aged man asked in a neutral tone.

"What do you want with the Captain, boy? She's here, but that's not enough for me to let you in."

In this world, people had their prejudices and could treat you entirely differently depending on your talents and the way you dressed, spoke, or even acted.

Some people were harsher or kinder in their manners, but it was common for people of very different social standing to treat those of the lower class very dryly.

Vicente had learned this in his childhood in Polaris Realm, and since then, he had benefited from dressing well and always speaking appropriately, with confidence, as if he had the world on his side.

He said. "I am a neighbor of Captain Bain. She asked me to bring her something."

"Oh? What is it? Give it to me, and I'll give it to her." The man smiled, imagining interacting with the most beautiful woman on this post.

But Vicente bitterly smiled. "That won't do. This is the Captain's personal belongings. I won't give it to someone I don't know."

"You!" This soldier felt like hitting this young man, but the low-ranking soldier backed down, not sensing Vicente's magic level and noting how confident this youth seemed.

"Fine, but I'll come with you." He said before calling for someone to watch his post.

Vicente would soon follow such a person to the Captain's office, where she usually did the bureaucratic part of her service.

In a way, the royal army of the Seidel Kingdom was like the police on Earth. Just as police officers had to keep track of some of their operations, soldiers had to do the same in this state of Polaris Realm.

Nova did this in one of her two shifts. She worked from midnight to noon, usually staying overnight at the army post to do internal work, sometimes training, while taking care of external matters in the morning.

It was early in the day, so Nova had not yet left this post to do her local activities, solve problems, or patrol the city.

But today, it was her responsibility to patrol the city's south side, and she was already getting ready to leave.

Just as Vicente and the soldier arrived in front of her office in the public area of this army post, she opened her door, preparing to leave.

"Captain..." The soldier immediately smelled the sweet scent coming from Nova's body and fell silent for a moment, appreciating the beauty of this blue-haired woman.

Vicente looked into her eyes but said nothing, staring at her in such a way that she willingly turned her attention to him.

"Sergeant Harris, who is this?"