Despite her prior convictions, Anishka couldnt simply ignore her best friend of many years forever. She knew it was safer to do so, but she still occasionally said things for the benefit of the Sergeant. Actually talking to her, however, was avoided. Anishka couldnt be quite sure if she was or wasnt being watched at every given mont. She wouldnt bla the Shining Cooperative either.
After so ti, however, she decided she just needed to check to make certain the Sergeant was alright. And what she found was nothing. Which was what she was looking for, but not in this particular way. Anishka wondered if she might be out of practice looking for void ants, but she ca to a clear and unambiguous conclusion that the Sergeant was gone. Perhaps she had really taken her advice and stayed on the ship. Good. That was great.
But Anishka knew it was more likely that she hadnt done so. In that case where was she? Had sothing happened? What if the Sergeant- Anishka had to stop herself. Small though she was, the void ant was able to take care of herself. Anishka just hoped she was doing sothing sensible.
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At that very mont, an entire chest stuffed with papers was miraculously making its way through the city streets all on its own. At least, it appeared to be doing so. Moving flat, nearly two dinsional papers was one thing, but the Sergeant knew that her thods would be useless for sothing of this magnitude, if she could even consu all of the energy entering the area. Even to the blind it would be an obvious spot.
So she didnt conceal it. Instead, she pushed it openly along the street.
Curious onlookers approached. For the eyes of the Taron City Chief Financial Overseer only? soone muttered, reaching for the moving chest. They then jerked away. Ah! What was that?
These humans. Clearly demonstrating the ability to read, yet no reading comprehension whatsoever. At least it was only another block. It was hard to hide in cracks and chomp peoples energy without being spotted.
More than a few people made the sa mistake, but as cultivators they were smart enough to withdraw their hands once their energy started being sliced away and devoured. They didnt need to know why it was happening to reconsider touching the chest.
The door was a problem. The Sergeant had to crawl through the keyhole- fortunately an easy enough task- but then she realized it wasnt locked to begin with. Turning the handle was a whole ordeal, and doing that then imparting sufficient force to open the door was sothing that seed impossible for soone of her size and mass. But she did it.
People inside the office didnt seem to have very good reading comprehension skills either. Half a dozen of them had to be driven off before they got the ssage. Then, finally, he ca out of his room. She was glad not to have to push her way down all those hallways.
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Sir Aputsiaq. Uh, theres a weird box?
The man nad Aputsiaq looked up. A weird box. And what does that have to do with us?
Well, uh, it ca in the door. And its addressed to you.
So I have mail. Where is it?
It hurts everyone that touches it. Were not sure if you should approach it or not, but you should at least know about it.
The man frowned. Id better go see it.
What was a strange box doing in the office? It sounded like so sort of trap. He should probably avoid it and let a safety team deal with it. But he was curious.
As soon as Aputsiaq set his eyes on it, he knew. It wasnt a trap. Or it was the worst one anyone had ever made. For the eyes of the Taron City Chief Financial Overseer only was written on it. If it could be called writing. It was worse than the scrawling of a child, many layers of scratches eventually carving out the shapes of letters based on the majority of similarly placed scratches.
And it was a chest. Just a container, about knee high and twice that in width. It didnt even have any enchantnts or formations of any kind- though the papers inside had a bit of sothing to them. So of them, anyway. Aside from that there was nothing else but- what was that?
He shook his head. It was nothing. A trick of the mind, he supposed. He strode forward.
Careful, sir! It bites!
He nodded. He was careful. But he reached out and picked it up without any trouble. Hmm. If anyone needs , Ill be back in my office.
He had the feeling he shouldnt open it in front of people. And his instincts were more than correct. A huge mass of disconnected papers, he thought it was a prank of so sort. Until he made so connections.
Not disconnected. No, they mainly had sothing to do with the public clinic. And people who worked there, or with it. And these numbers they were more than just a little bit suspicious. He began to arrange things, organizing and reorganizing the papers. There was a lot of it. Several hundred docunts total. And yet, it wasnt enough to do anything.
Not by itself. But this this was enough to get started. Perhaps half or a third of the papers were completely useless, but they led to so people he had suspicions of. Others had slipped past his notice. A few, he wasnt sure why they were connected by this mysterious benefactor.
Aputsiaq wondered who it was. Considering the timing, could it be one of those Assimilation cultivators from the Lower Realms Alliance? Actually, one had visited the clinic, briefly. Except she was a high profile individual. No way she could keep up with everything she was doing and snag all these docunts without anyone knowing.
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Who was it, then? A rival of so of the more prominent figures, wanting to take them down? He didnt mind doing so, but it would be nice to be aware of how things would shift.
What was he going to do with it, though? Hed just beco the Chief Financial Officer recently. People were already complaining about him being young with no background. Then again, maybe this was his chance to take things into his own hands. These people funneling funds away from this project many were the sa calling for more funding to go to it. Of course that was how it worked.
Maybe this was the trap. Angering so many people at once could get him killed. But if he didnt take this chance, hed be replaced in a handful of years or a decade as ineffectual. And he would be. Hed been practically handed this. If he screwed it up, he should retire.
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Half a year wasnt enough ti for astounding changes in cultivators, even early ones. For the most part, Anishka had seen her new apprentice Lyndon and so others change their cultivation thods, which was certainly important. They were stronger at the sa stage, but theyd barely grown a step or two in six months. It was entirely acceptable, as not everyone was going to progress stages at the maximum rate. Anishka just felt ti was going awfully slow.
Did you hear?
Anishka looked up as Nezihe addressed her. Hear what? Anishka heard a lot of things.
The city is cracking down on funds embezzled from that clinic. Well, specifically the newly appointed Chief Financial Overseer.
That was fast, Anishka said. No, I suppose he must have been working on this his whole appointnt.
Im not sure, Nezihe said. Others said it ca as a surprise to them. Its causing quite a stir.
... Theres sothing going on right now, Anishka said.
What? Nezihe asked.
In the courthouse. This fellow, hes rather young?
Thats right.
Im going to go check it out.
... youre only going to watch, right?
I shouldnt have to do anything else, Anishka said.
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You date to accuse , after all I have done for this city?
Aputsiaq just looked at him. And what have you done for this city, mister Halloran?
Everyone knows. Why, I even provide the dicine for the public clinic.
Aputsiaqs grin widened. Well then. Lets just get straight to the point. Actually, you dont do that. He slapped a docunt on the table in front of him. This shipnt of fifty thousand units, aside from being overpriced by several tis, was never delivered. And billed twice.
Let see that. The financial officer held it up. Hand it to .
So you can attempt to manipulate it? I doubt a cultivator of your stature cant read it from there. In fact, Id dare say most of the people in the room can. For reference, here are the rest of the docunts relevant to this particular incident. Never delivered. Never delivered. Invoices paid.
You have so astounding figures, young man, the older gentleman called Halloran grumbled. So what, you want to pay back this so-called embezzlent to display the power of your office?
No, Aputsiaq said. What I want is for your thieving hands to be cut off. But considering my position, all I can do is require you to pay back tenfold everything I have proven you stole.
Tenfold? That is ridiculous! I could perhaps manage this fine at a single ti but-
Tenfold. It wouldnt be a punishnt if you could pay back rely a portion of what you stole.
Youre making a mistake! This city wont survive without my business.
Do you hear yourself? You act as if youve done anything but drain from the citys coffers. And for once, youll actually contribute. This is not a discussion. This is a declaration. One tenth of the final amount is due next month, then again every month after that.
Ridiculous! Id have to sell everything I owe! This is far beyond the reach of your office and the law, for baseless accusations- The old man reached out for the paper on the table, his energy leaping towards it like a snake. And then it split down the middle.
Guards! Aputsiaq called. Restrain this man! He looked down at the papers in front of him. He hadnt stopped that attempt to grab or destroy them. What had?
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... Dammit, Anishka said, barely managing to keep her words from escaping the local bubble around her.
What? Nezihe asked. It seems things did not escalate to too much violence. Though I wonder how-
Lets not worry about it, Anishka said. Mostly, she was talking to herself. So, will those penalties actually stick?
The office held by that man does have the authority to impose them. And if he has the rest of the evidence, theres a good chance, now that its in the public eye.
Good, Anishka said. And how much does being here change that?
Its difficult to say, exactly, Nezihe admitted. But its not none. This wasnt exactly a public hearing but
Nobody was going to stop from walking in. Also, if they didnt want it to be public they should have invested in so privacy formations.
Uh, there usually are, Nezihe said.
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He was Taron Citys Chief Financial Officer. He might not be the highest cultivation in the city, but Aputsiaq was important. He reminded himself of this as he gathered up the papers, trying not to think that the motion could have co towards him. Raimonds Halloran was a late Life Transformation cultivator, and could kill him with little more than a thought. The guards should have been doing sothing about that.
How many more tis was he going to have to go through this? Hed pared down the list to the dozen or so worst offenders. The rest were getting off with plea deals involving testifying against their forr co-conspirators. They werent important enough, considering.
Why did he still feel like a mountain could co crashing down on him at any mont? Halloran was out of the building. There was another life transformation cultivator he didnt rember arranging to have present. And then there she was. The one who was casually filling the room with energy.
That energy within her wasnt a threat- no more than dying in a blizzard or from flinging himself into a volcano involved anything threatening him. It was simply an inevitability, if he made the wrong move. But not him specifically. Anyone.
Aputsiaq was glad he hadnt noticed her during the proceedings. One of those Assimilation cultivators. Hopefully, she approved of his work. Right now he couldnt tell, because she was paying attention to sothing different. Sothing on her palm? But there was nothing there.
No wait. His eyes caught a glimpse of sothing. Maybe it was a trick, but he thought he saw an ant for a single mont. Was that what?
Nah. That idea didnt make a lick of sense. Probably just stress from angering so of the richest people in the city. He wondered if the Lower Realms Alliance people were interested in hiring out as bodyguards.
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