At dusk, Vice and his group followed the words of the man who had passed them earlier that day, making their way near the Rain Hotel.
This was one of the few hotels in the city, so it had been easy for them to find it after some searching.
When they got there, their group stopped in front of the hotel across the street, where there was a small plaza.
“Where is he?” One of Vicente’s young subordinates asked in a low voice, observing the surroundings as they acted as if they were standing still, admiring that beautiful square.
The public lighting in the surroundings was good, with oil lamps around the square, but magic lamps in the surroundings of that well-known local hotel.
Even at night, one could see the candle sight of this square, which was very well cared for, with a beautiful lawn and pruned trees.
Vicente then said. “Stay calm. He will only deliver information to us. It’s not something grand to the point where we should be nervous.”
Rory was not with them, having stayed behind at the inn they were staying at to familiarize himself with his powers.
After the Awakening, one needed to focus some of their time on meditating and relearning everything about themselves. Otherwise, a magician could risk seriously injuring weaker people by not knowing how to control themselves or their abilities.
When one awakened their powers, they would naturally have a very strong feeling about their new characteristics. But just by focusing some time on themselves and training for at least a few hours, one would come to a good understanding of what they were capable of.
Rory was doing this now, but Vicente and his men had no time to waste and had come to this place without him.
One of them had stayed behind to watch Rory while he was learning more about himself.
“Boss, someone is approaching us.” The oldest among Vicente’s subordinates said as they spotted a man taking the trash out of dumpsters around that square.
One of those dumpsters was near them, and soon that man approached them, whistling as he seemed to do his job.
“Pretend you are leaving, and when you get to the second dumpster I came from, pretend you will put something in the trash. What you want is there waiting for you.” He muttered before picking up the garbage bag and leaving.
Upon hearing this, Vicente’s men tried hard not to show a reaction to this man, not understanding the need for him to act so cautiously with them.
But Vice sighed and said. “Let’s go. We’ve seen enough of that part of town.”
They stopped watching that man and headed in the direction from where he had approached them.
“Chief, why is he acting like this? We’re not from the city. I don’t know what kind of danger there could be in them relating to us.” One of the young men said. 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝑙．𝑐𝘰𝘮
Vicente then commented in a low voice. “Maybe he is being watched.”
Gulp!
“What do we do?” The older of them continued with an ugly expression on his face, but with a sharper look on his face, with one of his hands straining for him to reach for the gun at his waist.
“Keep acting like he said. It’s not uncommon for those involved with what shouldn’t be to be watched or have to act from that world.” Vicente commented. “Maybe this is to protect him. Perhaps this is to help us, or even both.
They don’t want to reveal what we intend, or they don’t want to connect with us. Sometimes the one who introduces something to someone is as responsible for its emergence as an ally.”
“Is that right?”
“Hmmm,” Vice muttered. “I’m sick of it. Throw that away.” He passed a bag of food to one of those men.
After that, that person quickly tossed it in the trash, deftly exchanging what was inside the bag for the package left there for them.
“So?” Vicente asked as their group returned to the inn where Rory was.
“It looks like it’s just papers… There’s nothing wrong, boss.”
“Perfect. When I get to the inn, I’ll analyze that information.”
…
After discreetly taking what they wanted, Vicente’s group returned to the inn.
For the next few hours, he would not sleep, learning Millfall’s division of power.
This city could basically be divided into 5 areas of similar size that covered a large part of the city.
The first of these was Viscount Symons’ area of influence in the center of the city. He was supposedly the most powerful man in Millfall.
Around the center, four equally distributed areas marked the operations of four powers, two from the criminal underworld and two from local noble forces that acted in daylight.
If Vicente and his people decided to act in these areas managed by Barons and the Viscount, he would have problems with the royal forces, or he would have to pay high fees.
If he acted in one of the two underworld power areas of crime, he would have the natural dangers of those living outside the law.
Competing for territory, business, or anything else had risks here or on Earth, so he and his people would have to watch out for these two areas, one further north and one further west of the city.
However, a small fraction of the city had no presence of these groups!
Seeing the local power map, Vicente immediately thought of building his family’s headquarters in that area!
‘In that location, I won’t have to worry about invading the territories of old groups, and I’ll be able to camouflage my operations for longer.’ He thought to himself, remembering there was some land for sale in that area.
As for the businesses of these groups, he was still in the dark about most of what they provided. But with the information about the areas of influence of each local group, he and his people could find out for themselves.
With that in mind, as it was dawning in Millfall, Vicente finished readjusting some of his plans.
In a few more weeks, I will see my powers awaken. At that time, we can move forward with our plans!’
He thought as he watched the sunrise, clenching his fists as he remembered his mother, Andrew, and Lauren.
Thus, time would pass quickly, and it would soon be time for Vicente to go through the same thing as Rory and learn about his talent and possibilities!