One-Eyed Monster

As the county head of Gaga County, Elder Rostellum was busy every day.

The things Elder Rostellum had to deal with in a day were diverse. Every day, the four villages under Gaga County’s jurisdiction would have some disputes, big or small, which Elder Rostellum needed to handle. The Liuli City Administrative Office, or even the higher Louna Governor’s Mansion that governed Gaga County, would sporadically issue directives or requests, which Elder Rostellum needed to enforce. Additionally, various strange organizations, unrelated to the administrative office, would unexpectedly pop up seeking help or cooperation, which also required Elder Rostellum’s coordination.

Elder Rostellum had to deal with these situations one after another. Although handling these complex matters mostly required him to sit in his expansive, luxurious official mansion, reading letters and moving his pen, the needless repetition was still irritating.

So, Elder Rostellum kept a chicken to pass the dull working hours.

This chicken was bought from the Dusk Market in Liuli City. The buck-toothed vendor patted his chest and claimed that this chicken would definitely bring wealth because it was a chicken an Alchemist had exchanged from an Alternate Dimension. As long as it was well-fed with special ingredients, it would surely lay golden eggs. Hearing the word "gold," Elder Rostellum bought it without hesitation, even though he still hadn’t figured out how to feed this special chicken.

But at this moment, Elder Rostellum didn’t have the time to consider the matter of the chicken, as he was bothered by the letter in his hand.

The letter had just arrived. Not only was it stamped with the City Administrative Office’s postmark, but it also bore the statement, "Respectfully requesting the personal attention of His Excellency Rostellum Hamil Gaga, Head of Gaga County," written in a very polite script.

This strange letter didn’t alert the cautious Elder Rostellum. As usual, he opened the letter and picked up his quill, silently retrieving from memory the several generic options he used for handling such incidents.

If the letter concerned disputes between villages, he would ring the bell on his desk and let his competent subordinates take care of it.

If the letter was about arrangements and instructions from the City Administrative Office, then he would pick up his quill, write several notices and reports, then instruct his subordinates to post them in the various villages, and that would be the end of it.