Chapter 467
My Empire Chapter 467
2020-11-03
Chapter 467 468 Airport News"This is my entry permit." Somewhat nervous, inside the security check, Marvin Archmage He handed the foreign traffic pass that Greken temporarily issued to him in his hand to the security personnel who checked the documents held by each person.
The male police officer looked down at the various numbers on the pass, and then checked it with the photos on the computer screen. After confirming the identity of the other party, he handed the diplomatic documents to Marvin.
Then, the mortal police officer who did not have the energy of magic fluctuations all over his body, said instructed: "Are you carrying any luggage? It should be checked on the X-ray machine."
"You are not allowed to carry any magic supplements on your body. All dangerous items you carry must be reported. If they are found, they will be dealt with as an illegal border crossing and invasion of Alanhill." The police officer said routinely without raising his head Warned Marvin, not showing any courtesy because the other party was magician.
Ma In Literature there is a little embarrassed, nodded took out all the small messy things on his body and put them on the inspection tray.
Because magician is allowed to carry magic items on the flight of Grecon, while Alanhill does not allow dangerous and unstable magic refills to board the plane due to safety considerations - this difference is also As a result, many magic supplements from Greken are confiscated at the security checkpoints of Alanhill every day.
"Why did you bring so many messy things? These are all dangerous items and are not allowed to enter here." The other party lifted the head, scolded with some dissatisfaction: "Before you come, Grecon Didn't the magician remind you?"
"Yes, I'm sorry." For some reason, Marvin remembered this word he hadn't mentioned for a long time, and answered the other party's question.
He hasn't said sorry to anyone for a long, long time, because in the puppet empire, his identity still has a place, in fact, he doesn't need to say sorry to others.
But today, he said it directly, and it was very natural. After all, he came from afar, not to seek trouble, but to pray for forgiveness from the mighty empire in front of him.
"Detain all of them. If you need, you can fill in the application report, so that we will return these things when you leave the country."
I heard that the other party will return their own Things, Marvin thinks that this rule is very reasonable - after all, it is only temporarily detained, not taken away directly, and it is still acceptable to some extent.
So he happily asked, "If I fill out the application and ask to keep these items..."
"Fill out this form, put your fingerprints... and pay the pledge deposit. 100gold coin. When you take out these items, you need to pay the customs declaration fee of 5gold coin per day... If you do not leave the country for more than 5 days to claim, we have the right to dispose of all leftover items." The police pushed a form to Marvin, Introduce new rules.
Marvin only had 100gold coin sponsored by Grecon in his wallet as his personal expense for going to Alanhill this time. Therefore, this magician Lord, is not rich now.
Of course he also has the valuable magic gold coin certificate common to puppet empires. But he didn't know whether the currency of this hostile force could be used here.
So, he relinquished the ownership of these things decisively, like the other magicians who came to Alanhill: "I'm sorry! I can't pay the pledge, so... I give up the ownership of these things."
With such an expression on his face, the police officer took the form back and swept the valuable magic items into the safe beside him. .
Immediately after, he stenciled the diplomatic certificate from Grecon, a huge word of permission to enter, printed diagonally on the certificate.
The police officer threw the certificate back to Marvin and shouted loudly to another magician behind him: "Next! Line up! Stop messing around!"
Marvin carried his messy clothes box, stuffed the magic robe and other clothes into the box randomly, then fastened it in his hand, passed the security gate, and walked into Alanhill .
Here is the Alanhill he must come to. The land here, the sky here, and even the air here belong to Alanhill!
He looked at the hustle and bustle of people around him, at those busy, crowded in the ordinary security check passage, businessmen and students waiting to get on the plane, even the elderly and children, he felt. This place is much happier than the puppet empire where he has lived most of his life.
Everyone here is well-dressed and dressed in a wide variety of styles. Everyone here is holding a communication device, and they don't know what they are doing with their heads down.
Marvin passed by a beautiful girl. He saw that the other party was browsing some texts on his mobile phone. The content of these texts seemed to be related to a music festival in Alanhill.
Yes, Serris is hosting a music festival, run by Princess Jessica, to remove all the problems the war has brought to this country.
The music festival invites all famous musicians in this world. In fact, many of these musicians are not from Alanhill, but because of the war, most of them are now living in Alanhill.
What is even more interesting is that these artists, celebrities, and nobles who came to Alanhill to take refuge in Alanhill found that their country had become an area of Alanhill, and they no longer had to worry about it. Coming home is tough.
A few minutes later, Marvin finally made his way through the crowd and out of the newly built airport with its grand and imposing gates. He turned his head and looked at the huge nameplate on the airport and the prominent advertisements on both sides - he really felt that he had a dizzy feeling.
The rectangular buildings here are no shorter than those magic towers that he doesn't like, but the streets here are wider than all the streets in the puppet empire he can see.
Before he came back to his senses, taxi drivers gathered around, one by one shouted out paragraphs to Marvin, so that Marvin didn't know what to do professionally. Vocabulary: "Old East Gate? Can you go? Can you go? Old East Gate! Taxi! Just go for 20 gold!" "Be my taxi! Old Master, where are you going? Old Imperial Palace? Old Imperial Palace 15 gold! Castle Road 19 gold! Cheap! Cheap!"
Marvin was only dizzy by the prosperity of Alanhill and the densely packed crowd here...but he was not Stupid, he still remembered that the old professor didn't let him take a taxi, so he waved his palm at the burly man soliciting customers, indicating that he was not interested.
In fact, he has long felt that these people are mortals without threat. Even if they look fat and strong, their actual battle strength is pitifully low.
So he was not intimidated by the so-called imposing manner of the other party, and the other party also realized that this might be an Old Fox who had come to Alanhill, so he stopped embarrassing him and let him go.
"Bah! Another poor bastard! Taxi can't even afford it!" A middle-aged driver spat at Ma Wen's distant back, and gave his own pertinent evaluation with a look of contempt.
Behind him, a few patrolmen came over, holding their hands behind their backs, and said, "Bring out your driver's license and ID card! Routine inspection!"
"Yo! Officer Mark, Officer Donaldson..." Several taxi drivers who were still looking fierce just now turned around and bowed, as humble as an insert on the ground.
"Are you cheating money from outsiders here again?" He took the good cigarettes handed over by the other party and stood under the no-smoking sign. The two policemen sighed and lowered their eyes. The bribe in the cigarette case spared the Old Fox of these slaughterers.
The taxis that solicit customers are of course more expensive than the ones that operate normally outside - to go to the old Imperial Palace normally, the cost of using the meter is only two gold coins at most, and one gold and four when there is no traffic jam all the way. Ten silver is almost less.
But it costs more than a dozen gold per mouth here, and it is nothing more than bullying foreigners who don't know how to do it, and earning a fortune.
They naturally have their own umbrellas. The patrol police in the city where the airport is located, and the sheriff in the airport are the backers who provide them with protection. And most of the black money they earn goes into the pockets of these "worms".
Before Marvin walked out of the airport, he was stopped by two men in magic robes. Archmage from the puppet empire could tell at a glance that these two were different from the other security guards.
They are both high level magicians, although not as strong as Marvin, but these two high level magicians are clearly well-trained.
The two of them didn't talk nonsense. After blocking Ma Wen's way, they handed over their documents and said, "We are here to pick you up under the order of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Mr. Ma Wen, Let's go with us!"
Of course, Marvin didn't know whether the other party's certificate was true or false, but this style of showing his identity first made the Archmage of the puppet empire appreciate it.
He nodded, followed the two people to the underground parking lot and watched them open the door of a black SUV.
In fact, Marvin has never been to Alanhill himself. If he is familiar with the place, he will know that no one dares to drive out this kind of imperial government car or pretend to imitate it.
And the license plate on this car is not something that any guy would dare to use. Once it is found that such license plates are forged, the lightest sentence is 99 years in prison - maybe magician can survive, but magician's sentence is heavier, generally judges will sentence an additional 100 years or 200 years, in serious cases, maybe Immediately sentenced to life imprisonment...
(end of this chapter)