Looking at the building in front of him, Karl felt like entering the Claridge's Hotel for the first time that day, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
After extraordinary beings have become common knowledge in this world, the judicial organs that used to hide underground naturally no longer need to hide as they did in the past. Instead, they followed the trend of the times and built their headquarters above ground openly.
Karl was even quite familiar with this place. It was the noble manor that was completely destroyed by Arbitrator Esir after he fought the Necromancer Harvey.
Indeed, land in London is inherently expensive.
Since there is such a place where the whole family is dead and the land is unused, the Judge naturally does not mind using the waste and building this unclaimed land into his new headquarters on the ground.
So during the few years that Carl was exploring the dream world, the London Judgment Agency used its extraordinary power to build a brand new building on this ruins.
Inheriting the fine tradition of being a judge who is not short of money, this is a high-grade office built in a college style that is elegant and reveals luxury without making people feel like a nouveau riche.
In the middle of the entire building, there is even a rather large clock tower.
Just by visual inspection, Karl could tell that the clock face of this thing was at least ten square meters, and the minute hand could be removed and used as a spear.
When such a building appears in London, ordinary citizens will walk around it twice in their spare time to visit this place where ordinary people can most directly observe the extraordinary beings.
"Right."
While sighing with emotion at the appearance of the trial agency headquarters, Karl also asked a question that he was more confused about:
"Glock, how did you become a transcendent? I'm quite interested in your experience after that."
After this period of contact, Grouch also knew that Karl was definitely not a simple character now, so after hearing this inquiry, he immediately responded eagerly:
"Karl, you may not know that right after completing the mission, my coordinator and I were shot one by one on the bank of the Thames, and then fell into the river."
"Speaking of it, I was lucky, but I happened to have the pocket watch they issued me in my coat pocket, which helped me avoid this inevitable disaster."
As he spoke, Grouch took out a pocket watch from his coat pocket. There was actually a bullet embedded in it to prove that what he said was true.
"Then you are so lucky." Looking at Grouch, Karl asked with a smile, "Do you think of it as your own amulet, and you still keep it with you after all these years?"
"yes."
"You must know that this is a treasure that saved my life. I feel that it is because of it that I have been fine all these years as a judge."
As he spoke, Grouch put on a mysterious look and whispered beside Karl:
"You may not know that being a judge in London is a high-risk job now. I heard that at least five low-level judges who go on missions die every month."
"ha."
Seeing Grouch saying this to himself mysteriously, Karl couldn't help but chuckle.
Thinking about the days when I worked part-time here, of all the judges sent to perform tasks, only two judges survived, and all the other judges of the first and second stage talismans were killed!
Compared with his own time, what is Grouch's loss rate with only five people dying this month?
"Don't believe it!"
Seeing Karl's appearance, Grouch thought that Karl didn't believe this mortality rate, which he thought was very terrible, and immediately said anxiously:
"This is common knowledge we now know internally, why should I lie to you?"
"Okay, okay, I believe it."
"Don't you believe me?" After waving his hand, Karl continued: "Let's talk about how you became a judge. I'm quite curious about this thing."
"This..."
"Glock, what are you doing!?"
Seeing Karl take the initiative to change the topic, Grouch immediately wanted to answer him.
As a result, at this moment, an unfriendly voice came from across the corridor of the trial agency, directly interrupting Grouk's next words.
"Didn't I hear that you went on a mission? Why are you kidnapping ignorant people here and trying to become yourself an errand boy?"
The person walking across from him was also a judge, and it was obvious at a glance that he had some unknown ill will toward Grouch.
After seeing Grouk returning successfully from his original mission, this guy immediately started mocking him and even mistook Karl, who couldn't see the fluctuations in magic power, as an ordinary citizen who had been abducted by Grouk.
Grouch, who was humiliated by this provocation, immediately began to shout:
"Rick, don't think..."
"What did I think!"
The moment Grouch opened his mouth, the guy named Rick interrupted him directly.
Pointing to the bald man behind who was pressed by Mason and had no magic power at all due to the power of the dream, Rick reprimanded in a strong tone:
"You actually got an unarmed ordinary person to enter the judicial institution. I think you have had such a good life that you can't even think about it anymore!"
According to the rules and regulations of the judicial authority, if a misreported case is discovered while out on duty, the judge can arrest the prisoner, but after arrest, he needs to be handed over to the police of Scotland Yard. Extraordinary people will judge extraordinary people, and ordinary people will judge ordinary people.
The ironclad rule.
Now, in Rick's view, this guy Grouch was foolish enough to bring an ordinary criminal without magic power into the judicial institution. This was a perfect opportunity for Grouch to drink hard.
Thinking of this, Rick, who planned to expand the impact of the incident, immediately let go of his throat and shouted loudly:
"Glock has kidnapped ordinary people, come and see!"
Sure enough, as Rick yelled, judges came to watch one after another in the corridor. After seeing the bald man without magic power, they also thought that Grouk had done something extremely stupid.
"The judge deals with ordinary people, is Grouch crazy?"
"I think this guy is finished."
"Do you think the Lord Judge will come?"
"..."
Whispers around him immediately began to emerge, and Grouch had no choice in the face of this situation. He could only look at Karl beside him with a pleading look.
"It's okay, just wait and see."
Seeing Grouk's appearance, Karl was not nervous at all. He just comforted him and crossed his arms, waiting for the other person's next move.
He also wanted to see what kind of fresh fun this clown named Rick could bring to him!