The Harun family's workshops were located in the noble district outside the western suburbs, and a sudden fire was raging.
The fire started at the salt refinery, which had not yet begun production. The ferocious flames danced wildly in the night sky, turning half the sky red.
Because the fire was too intense, the surrounding workshops were also affected. The wooden structures and the mountains of raw materials were quickly ignited, and the sea of fire instantly merged into one.
The disaster had already caused hundreds of casualties, with wails and cries for help rising and falling in succession, and the scene was in chaos.
More troublesome was that the arsonists were clearly prepared. They had carefully arranged magical restrictions around the fire, which greatly reduced the power of magic.
The water mages who arrived at the scene first faced the raging fire, but found that their usually powerful water spells had become unusually weak at this moment, and could hardly have any substantial impact on the fire.
They could only watch helplessly as the fire continued to expand, and the helplessness and frustration in their hearts were indescribable.
At this moment, the entire Harun family's workshop area had become a sea of fire, and the rescue work had become extremely difficult due to the existence of magical restrictions.
This sudden disaster undoubtedly brought a huge blow to the Harun family and even the entire city.
They realized that the situation had far exceeded their control, so they hurriedly chose to quickly evacuate the workshop area to avoid being implicated in the fire.
At this moment, Soren also rushed to the scene. He stood in the distance, looking at the raging fire and the chaotic crowd in front of him, his heart filled with anxiety and anger.
The fire had spread to more than a dozen workshops, and the losses caused were immeasurable.
Soren's eyes were firm. He scanned the workshops around him that were engulfed by flames, and then decisively issued orders to the surrounding transcendents.
"Quick! Completely clear the area around the workshops covered by the flames, and we must not allow the fire to continue spreading!" His voice revealed an unquestionable majesty.
The transcendents quickly took action. Some cast wind magic to blow away the surrounding flammable materials; others directly used their strength to move the nearby debris away one by one, ensuring that the flames had no combustibles to continue burning.
At the same time, Soren turned to the water mages next to him and instructed seriously: "Stay away from the anti-magic field, and then cast water condensation on a large scale. We need a lot of water to put out this fire!"
The water mages responded immediately. They retreated to a safe distance and began to concentrate on casting water condensation.
For a time, moist water vapor filled the air, a large amount of water elements began to gather, and gradually formed water curtains, providing timely assistance for firefighting.
Under Soren's calm command, the fire was gradually brought under control, and finally, with the joint efforts of everyone, the flames were completely extinguished.
The fire in the noble workshop area had been extinguished, but the air was still filled with scorch and sorrow.
Seventeen workshops were burned in a row, causing losses of more than 500,000 gold coins, and the number of victims in the fire reached more than 1,300. This unexpected disaster, like a sudden nightmare, shocked the nobles of the entire imperial capital.
Among these 1,300 corpses, there were nearly 20 members of the imperial noble families. The last time there were so many noble casualties in the imperial capital was 20 years ago, during the coup when Gustav had just ascended the throne.
State Minister Neumann came to the scene in person, representing the importance attached to this matter.
He looked around. Charred corpses were still being carried out of the ruins, and cries and shouts rose and fell around him. His face was terribly gloomy, and his eyes revealed unconcealable anger. He knew that this matter could not be covered up and that everyone must be given an explanation.
Give His Majesty the Emperor an explanation.
Neumann's gaze turned to Jackson of the Crodo family not far away. Apart from the Crodo family, he couldn't think of anyone else who would do this.
Jackson's face was also extremely pale at the moment. He felt the resentful gazes of the surrounding family representatives and felt uneasy.
Soren stood aside, his hands clenched tightly, his gaze wandering among the crying commoners and the resentful eyes of the nobles. His heart was bleeding. As a transmigrator, he could not be so indifferent to life. This was something he had not anticipated. The Crodo family was so insane.
"This matter must not be left like this!" Soren looked coldly at the corpses on the ground, and every innocent life made the anger in his heart even stronger.
Duffy, who was in charge of monitoring the West District, rushed over. Born as a commoner, he also showed anger and grief in his eyes as he looked at the corpses all over the ground. "Your Highness!" He saluted Soren, his voice with a hint of choking.
Soren turned to look at him and asked, "Do you know which gangs participated in this operation?" His voice was cold, revealing an unquestionable majesty.
Duffy quickly replied, "I have recorded them all, Your Highness." He handed Soren a list, which recorded all the gangs and personnel information involved in the arson.
Soren glanced at the list and then asked, "Has the establishment date of the Adventurers Guild been set?"
"It's tomorrow!" Duffy replied affirmatively, a hint of expectation flashing in his eyes.
"Good!" After Soren finished speaking, he waved his hand, signaling Duffy to step back. His gaze turned to the corpses on the ground again, his heart filled with determination.
Soren walked to Neumann and said in a low voice, "Minister Neumann, this matter must be investigated to the end and give everyone a fair explanation." His tone was firm and unquestionable.
A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Neumann's eyes. To put it bluntly, wasn't this matter provoked by you, Soren? But now is not the time to investigate the cause of the matter. He nodded, his eyes also flashing with a firm light, "I understand, Your Highness. I will do my best to investigate this matter and give the victims a fair explanation."
At the same time, Jackson stood not far away, his heart filled with anxiety. He knew that he could not escape responsibility. Although he did not directly order the fire to be set, the Crodo family was indeed involved in this matter. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his agitated mood. In order not to involve the Crodo family, he decided that he must cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, and secretly execute all those involved in the arson.
