The two arrived at the bridge connecting Zaun and Piltover and found that there were already many people who wanted to enter Piltover from Zaun. However, because of the Enforcers in blue and black uniforms, there was still some order here.
Although there were many people, they dared not block the middle of the road. The closer they got to Piltover's arched gate, the more people gathered, forming a long line.
However, very few people passed through this gate, while countless others remained there, waiting for an opportunity.
Durin and Kreslin joined the end of the line. After an unknown amount of time, it was finally their turn.
Ahead of them was a man dressed in a plain grey linen robe, but his clothes were stained with oil and showed signs of patching. His left hand firmly held a child who appeared to be only five years old, wearing a white mask, with a pale and emaciated face, likely suffering from illness, and occasionally coughing a few times.
This made Durin instinctively keep his distance from the other party; he didn't want to get infected.
The visa officer, wearing a four-cornered, round-collared mage hat and a blue-and-black uniform, expressionlessly scrutinized the man's attire, then asked in a formal tone, "Hello, what is the purpose of your visit to Piltover?"
The man showed a fawning smile and explained, "To see a doctor for my daughter."
The visa officer glanced at him, then picked up the respirator from the desk, put it on his face, and asked in a low voice, "What is the illness?"
The smile on the man's face remained unchanged, and he humbly replied, "A lung disease. My child has congenital lung weakness, and has inhaled too much dust and haze. She needs surgery at a hospital. This is the diagnosis certificate!"
Saying that, he handed over a crumpled, folded piece of paper with both hands, almost burying his head in his chest.
After receiving the certificate, the visa officer left his seat and walked towards an Enforcer Captain who was smoking, presumably to have him review whether to grant approval.
During their conversation, he occasionally pointed at the uneasy man and the child he was holding, who were standing there.
Ten minutes later, the visa officer returned to his seat.
Without looking up, the visa officer picked up his pen again and recorded in his notebook, asking casually, "Do you know how much it costs to treat this disease?"
"Yes, I have already prepared 10 silver lun coins. If it's not enough, I can borrow more," the man quickly nodded in response.
The visa officer continued to write with his pen, "What is your job?"
Although the man didn't understand why these questions were being asked, he still respectfully replied, "I am a technician at a dismantling factory."
The visa officer turned a page and continued to write, "What is your child's mother's job?"
"She works as a cook in a tavern, so it's hard for her to take time off," the man answered every question.
The visa officer nodded, then looked up and said sternly, "I'm sorry, but I regret that I cannot give you a pass. My apologies."
"Why?!" The man's face froze.
"Because you are wasting time," the visa officer pulled a piece of paper from the table and slapped it on the other person's chest, saying calmly, "The surgery fee for your daughter's illness will cost at least 4 gold cogwheel. You and your child's mother's salaries simply cannot afford it! Piltover's banks will not lend to you either! Because you have no ability to repay!"
Then, he nodded slightly to the Enforcers standing nearby.
The Enforcers, receiving the signal, immediately acted roughly, pushing the man away, waving their electric batons, and fiercely shouting, "Leave! Now! Immediately!"
"Next!"
Seeing this scene, Durin immediately felt uneasy.
He had never been to Piltover before, nor had he seen such a scene in his previous life. Moreover, the man's attire just now was exactly what he usually wore!
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