I Am Doing Daily Tasks in the Wizarding World

“I need you to help me find someone. A man who likes to wear cloaks, looks elderly, around fifty or sixty, very thin, with a hooked nose, blue eyes, and roughly the same height as me,” Lynn explained, gesturing with his hands.

“Got it,” Big Goldtooth replied.

“By the way, if you find any trace of him, do not disturb him recklessly. This man is very dangerous. Just notify me directly,” Lynn added.

Hearing even an extraordinary being like Lynn describe this man as dangerous, Big Goldtooth couldn’t help but nod solemnly.

But deep down, Big Goldtooth wondered, could this man be his enemy?

If it’s like that…

Big Goldtooth noticed the look in Lynn’s eyes and quickly composed himself.

“Don’t worry. As long as he’s still in Bangor Port, we’ll definitely find his trace,” Big Goldtooth reassured, patting his chest.

Lynn snorted. He didn’t really believe in so-called assurances, but he possessed the power to overturn the table.

“Do your job well. By the way, it should be convenient for your dock to receive meat, right? My little cuties need to eat quite a bit every day. Oh, and no human meat is needed. It tastes sour, and they’ve grown tired of it recently. Let’s switch to fish for a change, introduce them to some new flavors,” Lynn said calmly, patting the nearby Iron Earthworm.

At the same time, from the hole where the Iron Earthworm had emerged earlier, another shiny metal head popped out.

Another Iron Earthworm revealed its head.

Big Goldtooth’s eyelids twitched. He couldn’t believe there was not just one of these monsters! Furthermore, they could burrow underground, which terrified him.

If he offended Lynn, he would never be able to walk openly on the streets again. There was no guarantee that a monster wouldn’t suddenly emerge from the ground.

The gruesome sight of being bitten in half just now was still vivid in his memory.

Big Goldtooth didn’t think even his corpulent body would fare well in such a situation.

“My lord, I believe this is all a misunderstanding,” Big Goldtooth said, taking off a leather pouch from his waist.

Before even opening the pouch, the crisp and melodious sound of coins clinking could be faintly heard.

Big Goldtooth untied the top string of the leather pouch and poured all the coins inside into his hand.

At a glance, there were dozens of glittering gold coins, and their high purity was evident— they were not cheap or low-quality gold coins.

Hamilton stared wide-eyed at the sight. He needed money, and needed it desperately. Wasn’t that precisely the reason why he had come here in the first place?

Then, Hamilton witnessed Big Goldtooth put all the gold coins back into the pouch and hand it over to Lynn. Lynn took the leather pouch and then passed it to Hamilton beside him.

Hamilton received the money pouch from his son, feeling somewhat dazed.

After arranging contact information with Big Goldtooth, Lynn left the place with Hamilton, who was still somewhat absent-minded.

Big Goldtooth watched Lynn’s retreating figure, the smile on his face gradually fading, replaced by seriousness.

The Iron Earthworm obediently burrowed back into the hole it had emerged from a moment ago.

Lynn didn’t directly kill Big Goldtooth. This decision was influenced by the fact that Hamilton was present with Big Goldtooth. Lynn wasn’t sure if there were any other individuals behind Big Goldtooth, and he believed that eliminating all of Big Goldtooth’s underlings would be necessary unless he could be certain.

Otherwise, Hamilton would be the biggest vulnerability.

However, Lynn believed that with the warning from earlier, Big Goldtooth wouldn’t stir up trouble on his own.

Although he had paid a compensation fee, Lynn knew that the money was not a significant loss for Big Goldtooth. At most, it had dented his pride, but at least not in front of his many underlings.

The main reason was that Lynn didn’t need money right now. He could extract a substantial sum simply by taking out the gold from the broken golden gate— a gate that Lynn had learned about during his time studying.

The golden gate had an array inscribed on it, and it had kept all the Iron Earthworms in a dormant state. Destroying the array had activated them.

The golden gate had been left behind by the previous inheritor as a gift to the next one. Initially, the Alchemy Laboratory had contained numerous magical ores, but they had all been squandered.

These gold pieces that he took were useless, might as well cast them into a door and keep it preserved.

Although Lynn regretted not having those magical ores anymore, having this much gold wasn’t bad either.

“How’s Mom and the others?” Lynn asked.

“Your mother fell ill,” Hamilton fell silent for a moment, then spoke. As a father, he hadn’t initially wanted to worry Lynn, but he found himself incapable of concealing the truth.

Though Lynn’s current transformation left him somewhat unfamiliar, Hamilton didn’t understand why Lynn could control monsters, yet he harbored no fear.

“Ill?” Lynn grew silent, a touch of concern in his voice. “Did you get her to see a doctor?”

“We’ve called a doctor, and the doctor said she needs proper treatment,” Hamilton replied.

“But that’s not the biggest issue,” Hamilton glanced at Lynn, his tone growing heavy. “Eva has been kidnapped.”

Lynn halted in his tracks, his facial expression a mask of unreadable emotions.

“When did this happen?”

“Yesterday afternoon.”

“By whom?”

“Don’t know for sure, but some neighbors recognized two of them, the infamous troublemakers Jerome and Sersi from the slums.”

“Dad, you should go back with the money first,” Lynn said calmly, his hands in his pockets.

***

The underlings dragged a trail of blood on the floor, while Big Goldtooth sat in an adjacent seat, his countenance gloomy.

The old drunkard knelt on the ground in front of him, with Pansen and Ford, Big Goldtooth’s personal bodyguards, firmly holding his shoulders.

“Do you even know how many gold coins I lost because of the people you brought? Thirty-two!”

“All because of you, you damn fool! Fool! Fool!” Big Goldtooth seized the ashtray and smashed it forcefully against the old drunkard’s head.

The old drunkard was left bleeding, trembling.

“Oh, it seems I’ve arrived at an inconvenient moment,” Lynn’s voice resonated from outside the door.

Big Goldtooth’s movements stalled.

His expression rapidly shifted from anger to a grin.

“My dear friend Lynn, what brings you back? Did something get left behind?” Big Goldtooth asked cordially.

“Help me find two people, Jerome and Sersi from the slums,” Lynn said with a sly smile. “I heard they’re a couple of troublemakers. With your influence, it should be a walk in the park to track them down.”

Every snake knows its hole, and every rat has its nest. For small-time hoodlums like them, Big Goldtooth’s connections could make finding them even easier than locating regular folks.

“Of course, my good friend, leave it to me. Whoever knows Jerome and Sersi from the slums, whoever finds their whereabouts, will be rewarded with a gold coin!” Big Goldtooth declared loudly, rising from his seat.

In the courtyard, a thin, black-haired man with a Mohawk hairstyle raised his hand. “Boss, I have a few friends who are from that area. They should know those two.”

“Boss, I lived in the slums for eight years before. I’m very familiar with that place,” shouted one of the underlings.

The scents among rats were similar, and they always managed to find their companions in the complex urban tunnels.

An hour later, Jerome and Sersi, who had just come out of a casino, were hooded, beaten, and taken away.

When Sersi’s hood was removed, he found himself in a damp, musty-smelling underground basement.

“Let me introduce myself. I’m Lynn, and the girl you kidnapped yesterday is my sister,” Lynn said calmly.

Across from Sersi, a fair-faced youth maintained a cold expression.

“I don’t have time to chit-chat with you right now,” Lynn continued. “Jerome has already spilled the beans, but to confirm if he was telling the truth, I need to hear the answers from you again. If your answers don’t match, I’ll cut off one of your fingers. After all, Jerome claimed that everything he said was true.”

“???” Sersi’s eyes widened. Fuck, why on earth would you cut off my finger if our answers don’t match?

“Nobles! Nobles! The girl was taken away by the nobles. What I said is true— you must believe me!” Sersi shouted desperately, as if clutching at a lifeline.

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