There are 4 autonomous prefectures in the Semria continent, including the Lehman Autonomous Prefecture and Oled Autonomous Prefecture, whose suzerain is the Codex of the Artria, as well as the current Northampulia Autonomous Prefecture evolved from the former Grand Duchy of Northampulia.

Finally... it is the Closebell Autonomous Prefecture where Ryan is now.

Closebell is decisively different from other autonomous states.

Because of the competition between the two major countries, the Herrebonian Empire and the Kalwad Republic, this autonomous prefecture finally became a buffer zone between the two countries under the mediation of other neighboring countries.

Although war was avoided to some extent, the deformed autonomous state of Closebell also has two suzerain states, Empire and Republic.

Both sides believe that they have ownership over Closebell. If Closebell is just an ordinary poor autonomous prefecture, it would be fine. Neither of the two major countries would take him to heart, but...

‘As the center point of international finance, Closbell naturally has the potential to be rich. No wonder the two major countries are unwilling to give up this piece of fat that they have obtained.’

Seeing an official coming out of the city hall mercilessly scolding a man in a Closebell police uniform, Ryan, who was holding his hands in his chest, cursing a joking smile on his lips.

Police Department, an institution unique to the Closebell Autonomous Prefecture.

Since the Ereponian Empire and the Kalwad Republic were both firmly opposed to the military of Closbeer, the autonomous prefecture government had to settle for the second best and established two security maintenance agencies, namely the Guard and the Police Department.

The role of the security forces is infinitely close to that of the military, but due to the pressure from the two major capital states, the security forces with sufficient funds are unable to purchase and develop heavy weapons.

The guards that only have guided guns, impact axe guns and light armored vehicles can still be used when maintaining public order in the interior, but facing the regular army of the two major countries... it can be said that they will not play any role in blocking.

Ryan has never witnessed the strength of the Kalwad Republic and dared not assert that he dared not assert, but he, who was born in the top noble family of Ereponia, knew a lot about the situation within the empire.

Because the empire is still martial, there are many masters in the army, plus the regular army of more than 20 divisions, as well as several elite armored divisions equipped with heavy tanks.

It would be easy for the Empire to win Close Bell if it was determined. The only thing to worry about was the counterattack from the Republic.

The policeman, like the Closbelter profession... can only be regarded as a tragic product of compromise with the two major metropolitan countries.

When the policeman was scolded, the people of Crossbel watching around him were not filled with sympathy and righteous indignation, but instead pointed at each other with gloating.

"The incompetent police deserves to be scolded."

"That's right, and Congressman Campbell was not aimless this time. He was secretly thrown away a bloody pig head at his door by a political enemy from the imperialists. But the waste police didn't notice it at all. It would be strange if he was not angry."

Ryan touched his chin and listened to the two idle people next to him, probably getting two information from them.

First, the police seem to have no status in the minds of the people of Crossbeer, and it seems that the citizens have seen their incompetence.

Secondly, if nothing unexpected happens, this red face and thick neck member Campbell should have been born in the Republic, which is the so-called Republican MP.

Adhering to the dispute between the two countries, these empire and republic officials who sent Closebell as members of parliament were naturally in a state of great power.

After clarifying his thoughts, Ryan shook his head helplessly, "It's really a pity that this city with a deformed political structure can maintain it until now. The infiltration of the Republic and the Empire into the autonomous prefectures is simply unscrupulous...'

At this moment, an old and powerful voice came from the west side of the conflict site, "Mr. Campbell, let's stop here, please take care of the face of the autonomous prefecture government."

"snort!"

The angry Campbell finally stopped cursing after hearing this voice. He turned his head to look at the majestic old man in a gray suit, white beard and white-haired. "Mayor McDowell, I hope this matter can be finally explained, otherwise..."

A middle-aged man in black formal attire and arrogant temperament sarcastically said before Mayor McDowell, "Haha, what do you want to explain? What else will happen? Please pay attention to your wording, otherwise we will think you are threatening the autonomous state government."

Mayor McDowell frowned slightly and said, "Speaker Halterman, please say less. Are there any financial matters to discuss with the IBC President? Let's go in first."

The mayor seemed to have a lot of prestige among the officials. As soon as he said that, both Campbell and Halterman stopped. The two looked at each other and snorted, then followed Mayor McDowell and entered the city hall.

After the senior officials left, the administrative district finally returned to peace, and the reprimanded policeman walked towards a small high-rise building with a door sign saying CSPD on the west side.

"Oh? Is that the Closebell Police Department there?"

Ryan glanced at the gate of the police station. It was no exaggeration to describe the building as a distant door.

Passersby seem to be completely unavailable, and some decently dressed citizens even show obvious contempt when passing by.

"Ha... I finally have some insights on why the Guerrilla Association's status in Closebell was raised out of thin air."

After the crowds watching the fun dispersed, Ryan walked into the city hall with a sarcastic smile on his face.

At this time, the state government leaders had already entered their offices on the second floor. There was only a tired receptionist lady sitting behind the counter at the front door of the lobby.

Seeing Ryan walk in, the woman in professional attire reluctantly cheered up and asked with a smile, "Welcome to Closebell Town Hall, is there anything you can help you?"

"Hello, I just transferred to Closebell for work reasons. I want to ask about the vacant houses in the city for rent."

"Okay, please wait."

The receptionist skillfully took out a thick notebook from behind the counter, searched carefully, raised his hand and smiled again, "I have been waiting for you for a long time. Now I can confirm that there are 12 houses in renting. May I ask about your budget..."

"Ah, don't worry too much about money. Although you can't live too luxuriously, try to find a better house if you can."

Ryan's quasi-guerrilla career, who had been crazy about missions in the past six months, earned him a lot of Mira... However, compared to the funds his mother quietly invested in his IBC personal account every year, it was a drop in the bucket.

The Duke of Kane sent the people who picked up Ryan back then to find him accurately before he and Master Yun left Regram.

Although the two sides finally broke down the negotiation, over the years, Ryan's mother secretly handed Ryan a withdrawal card from the International Bank IBC through Viscount Alside.

Of course, Ryan himself did not want to use the money in this card, and the money he earned was already enough to live.

After returning from a trip, he sneaked back to the Duke's Mansion to visit his mother... and asked about his father's movements in recent years.

Sally, his mother, who was holding his mother in tears, firmly asked her son to accept the card. "Even if you don't have to stay, you can prevent an emergency. Your father should be aware of this."
Chapter completed!