Unexpectedly, these tall Enforcers, upon seeing Durin, nodded slightly and showed kindness. Especially when they saw Kreslin, dressed in a mage robe, walking beside him, their gazes became even friendlier.
"Welcome to Piltover!"
The originally expressionless visa officer, upon seeing Kreslin's attire, subtly changed his attitude, abandoning his formal expression and forcing a slight smile, asking, "Respected Mage, what is your name? How old are you? Where are you from? Which Magic Academy did you graduate from, or who is your mentor? What brings you to Piltover?"
At the same time, the Enforcer Captain, who was supposed to be smoking, also threw away his cigarette butt and said with a kind smile, "Welcome, distinguished Mage, to Piltover! You've chosen the perfect time! Evolution Day is coming soon!"
Durin noticed the Enforcer Captain; he had three chevron stripes on his shoulder, and the badge on his chest was a golden spherical symbol.
Kreslin's expression was somewhat unnatural, and he replied in a slightly lowered voice, "My name is Kreslin Tiwan, I am 40 years old, and I am from Shurima. I… I don't have a mentor, and I haven't entered an academy yet. I came to Piltover to meet a friend."
As soon as he said this, the Enforcer Captain, who had a smile on his face, immediately lost interest and turned to leave.
The visa officer also put away his smile, maintaining his formal demeanor, and quickly wrote a line of text on the pass with his pen, then asked, "What is your friend's name? What does he do in Piltover?"
"Viktor, he is the assistant to the Piltover University's Headmaster."
The visa officer was first taken aback, then looked up at Kreslin with some surprise, and then continued to write while asking, "Where do you plan to meet?"
"Harbor Star Restaurant, in the Strait District," Kreslin endured the gazes of the surrounding Enforcers and continued to answer.
"And what about this person behind you? Your assistant or an apprentice?" the visa officer asked impolitely, pointing with the tip of his pen.
"His name is Durin, and like me, he is from Shurima. He is my assistant, and this trip to Piltover is also an opportunity for him to experience the Charm of the City of Progress!" Kreslin replied.
Durin cooperatively showed an honest and simple smile.
"You! How old are you?"
The visa officer asked Durin impatiently.
Durin honestly replied, "I am 22 years old."
Only then did the visa officer pick up the two pass cards from the table, then stamp them with a steel seal on their plastic film, and hand them over.
Then, as a matter of routine, he said, "Welcome to the City of Progress, I wish you a pleasant stay!"
Kreslin then smiled and replied, "May the cogs turn smoothly!"
And so, the two, holding their pass cards, enjoyed the envious glances of those waiting in line behind them, and walked forward with light, joyful steps.
It was then that Durin exhaled a turbid breath, subconsciously lowering his head to look at the pass card in his hand. It had a line of text: This pass is only valid for 24 hours. If an extension is needed, you must report to the Piltover Guard Headquarters.
Date of issue: May 3rd, 979 AD.
Mage Kreslin, however, snorted, and said with a mocking tone, "It seems these Piltoverianss have been frightened by the explosion in the Academy District. Their vigilance has increased significantly, to even have a police superintendent standing on the bridge to supervise."
"Police superintendent?"
Durin was somewhat surprised.
"Yes, if you see someone with three chevron stripes on their shoulder in Piltover in the future, you should avoid them! These guys have the right to directly arrest you and take you back for interrogation."
Kreslin scoffed, pointed to a large airship floating in the sky, and said with a smile, "Welcome to Piltover! The true City of Progress!"
Durin looked up at the airship flying into the distance in the sky. It had a portrait hanging on it, a portrait of a middle-aged woman, with a line of gilded characters printed on it: "Thank the Jilamanen Family for contributing to the Piltover Guard's enforcement fund! Piltover will become even better!"
Looking at this massive city-state, Durin felt as if he had arrived in a future world. On a huge hill, a magnificent building appeared.
The hill was surrounded by tall city walls, and towering white buildings rose from the ground. In the very center of the hill, a spiral-shaped, tall official palace pierced the sky, looking from afar as if it were floating in mid-air.
At the same time, many huge crystal-shaped buildings floated around this tall castle, like satellites centered around the castle.
The tall castle and the buildings around the hill complemented each other. Even in his previous life, Durin had never seen such a magnificent building.
At first, Durin didn't take it seriously. It's just a city, isn't it?
How powerful could it be? Could he, as a modern person, be intimidated? But when Durin truly arrived in Piltover, he understood why this city was called the City of Progress.
A smooth, gigantic archway made of huge, pure white marble, adorned with unadorned patterns, gave the entire archway a heavy and luxurious aura.
The afternoon sun shone through the archway, casting beautiful patterns on the ground, and the gilded letters boldly spelled out: [Piltover].
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