Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 165 Local Reactions

Chapter 165 Local Reactions ?

With the dawn of this new day, things began to get hectic for the various groups around Millfall!

At this very moment, the Symons' mansion was on alert, with several men standing around the area and people coming and going from the place in a hurry, with worried looks on their faces.

The young master Symons had just returned from a night of persecution and was being attended by the best local doctors.

Meanwhile, the place was on alert for the non-return of the rest of Marcus' party, who had left the night before with some of the strongest members of the family to deal with Cesar Mazzanti.

With the possibility that the family had lost some of their most important men, the guards around the estate had ugly expressions on their faces as they were tense.

'What will happen now? Has Cesar wiped out our group?'

'Damn it! How dare he? Does he know who we are?'

'When His Grace returns, we'll wipe out the bastard and his family!'

Several guards in the area were out for revenge, and even without knowing what had really happened, they already blamed Cesar for the disappearance, possibly deaths, of this family's men!

...

In a luxurious room of that mansion, Marcus lay on his bed while several beautiful women dressed as servants assisted the doctors there.

At the same time, two well-dressed men with Magic Gems similar to Marcus's stared at him in disbelief at what had happened.

"Big brother Marcus, what happened?" The younger of the two asked, looking at his brother's deep wounds.

Marcus had barely survived!

Meanwhile, Marcus' paternal uncle watched in silence as three doctors worked on the wounds on the young Symons heir's legs, stomach, and arms.

Marcus expressed pain but managed to say a few words.

"Hah... We were looking for that damned Cesar... Hah... Hah... Then he attacked us and fled to the central area of The Rocky Gorge..." He said as he gasped for air, feeling pain even considering the anesthetics the doctors around him had already given him.

"I don't know exactly what happened... Hah... But damned Cesar managed to break up my group... After that... We were forced to split up... Hah... Hah... Unfortunately, I was being chased by beasts... Hah... I couldn't chase them anymore and had to return to the city...

I almost died at the hands of that damned beast."

He said, and then one of the doctors there shouted.

"Please, young master, don't talk anymore. You're badly injured. If you keep talking, I'm afraid it will affect your recovery."

Hearing this, the two well-dressed men with blond hair and piercing eyes looked at each other and stopped asking questions.

"It seems that Cesar is behind the demise of our men..." The young man commented to his uncle as he left the room. "What are we going to do?"

"Tell the people at the Martial Court. In the meantime, I'll prepare my group and our contacts to declare a curfew. We'll search this town, house by house until we find the bastard!"

"What if he's not here?"

"He definitely is. After what happened to his group, he'll have to be nearby, or his group will perish!"

...

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Defiant Tyranny...

This place where gambling and prostitution were normally available to its customers day and night, there were no whores or addicts occupying the corridors of the building now.

The doors of this place were closed, and the only people there were the direct members of this criminal faction, who were nervously awaiting the return of their leaders.

However, the longer it went without news of what had happened, the more anxious the people became.

'What if the bosses have fallen?' One of the men at that post, waiting for news of their leaders, thought to himself as he looked at his allies in that place.

As he narrowed his eyes, he saw them less as allies and more as enemies.

'I have to get ready. This place will fall if the bosses don't return in six hours. Whoever acts first will benefit the most!' He thought.

Unlike what happened to criminal groups on Earth, in Polaris Realm, the whole group would fall if the leadership of such a faction fell. After all, unlike on that small blue planet, in this world, such groups depended on the magical level of their leaders.

If there were no surviving magicians as strong as their leaders, it would be difficult for such a group to remain standing after the death of its leaders!

Knowing that he and the rest of the people there would not be able to withstand the pressure of the Scarlet Syndicate, let alone the local nobles, this man had in mind to take what he could and flee before anyone started to 'clean up' this city.

'The army or noble groups will eliminate us to wipe out witnesses. I don't have much time. I must be ready when the time comes.' One of his hands shook, and he brought it up to a sword at his waist.

...

Meanwhile, the Commander of the local royal army post was sweating nervously in his office at the local base as one of his groups failed to return.

When he received the news of Cesar's reappearance in the city that night, the Commander had sent several groups to solve the problem, keeping his promise to Defiant Tyranny.

He wasn't happy with this group but was willing to eliminate Vicente.

However, hours after the news of Vicente's reappearance, one of his groups disappeared and didn't return to the local base for more than 8 hours!

Knowing this and knowing that Cesar was not in Millfall, this man waited for news of his other groups, nervously pointing a pencil as he waited.

But just then, the door to his office opened, and he heard. "Commander, something terrible has happened! One of the groups looking for Cesar just found Captain Bain unconscious on her doorstep!"

"What?" The man got up from his chair, knowing that Nova should be looking for Cesar, not in Millfall.

"How did she get back without anyone noticing? Where is the Captain?" He asked, eager for answers.

"She's being taken to the barracks as we speak, Commander. But she's still unconscious. The doctors at the post are already preparing to receive her." The soldier communicated in a nervous tone, still without news of the other groups acting in favor of Cesar's downfall.

One of the groups had taken over the headquarters of the Mazzanti family, while some of the men there had been arrested after their post was taken the night before. On the other hand, more than 20 2nd-stage soldiers were moving toward The Rocky Gorge to learn the whereabouts of their comrades, understand what had happened, and perhaps rescue them.

"Bring Nova to me as soon as she wakes up. I want to know everything that happened!" The Commander shouted, anxious to hear some good news from Captain Bain, his last hope at the moment.

But while he waited, the local nobles and the wealthiest of Millfall would soon begin to discuss the matter, and they would be the first to talk about the night's disappearances and what might have happened while the town slept!