Alien world

Chapter 1029 260. Young Master Olme is here, and there will be peace!

As one of the highest-ranking officers of the city guard, the arrest of Sheriff Milburn caused as much of a stir as Annan's capture of Bar Montreal.

After all, the sheriff is the real official with real power. He and the other two sheriffs jointly supervise thousands of city guards. In addition, Sheriff Milburn has a lot of experience and is a reserve member of parliament.

The nobles in the city thought that Annan, who had become the president of the court and had no further promotion, would disappear for a while... But after disappearing, he made big news again.

Even such a big shot was arrested by Young Master Olmey...will he even let the congressmen go next?
Some frightened nobles have already called Master Olme the "hound of the kingdom," which sounds like some kind of honor, but is actually a mockery that he is just the dog of the kingdom.

Annan didn't care, he would take the benefits anyway, and the royal family would bear the consequences. What did they scold Mr. Olme have to do with Annan?

As soon as Sheriff Milburn was sent to the dungeon, Sheriff Hena, Annan's former superior, sent someone to plead for him.

The three sheriffs seem unrelated to each other and even have some minor conflicts, but they are actually in a secret alliance... After all, they have the same status and the same means of making money, so who doesn't know whose ass is dirty?

Facing his old superior, who was still the military minister Renato, Annan was very tactful: "He is colluding with the Free Blade. This is a forbidden area of ​​the kingdom."

Who doesn't know that the king in the palace hates Liberty City the most? Sheriff Hena made a second choice: If he really can't plead for mercy... then he can find another way to make sure that Sheriff Milburn can never leave the dungeon again...

Annan took a deep breath: "Hiss...you are even more cruel than me..."

"We can't help it. Milburn knows too much. If we let him live, he might bite us all out."

Upon learning of this good thing, Annan interrogated Sheriff Milburn overnight and asked him to tell him everything he knew.

Annan was not actually against punishment. He believed in an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. The pain inflicted on the wicked would never arouse sympathy.

"All the harm you have done to the Free Blade will come back to haunt you!" When Annan came to see Sheriff Milburn, he uttered a vicious curse that made outsiders shudder and Annan want to laugh.

“That’s just horrible.”

Annan said expressionlessly: "Do you want to bear the responsibility for them, or do you want to drag them down with you?"

Sheriff Milburn, who was fixed on the torture device, gasped and drooled, "Does it make any difference? My family and I are finished!"

"You are wrong. Remember Viscount Lien? I let his innocent family go."

Sheriff Milburn was silent for a long time: "How do you prove it?"

The Achilles' heel of every noble is his family.

It’s not that they care about family ties, but that family is their continuation.

"There's no way to prove it." Annan spread his hands. "Either you choose to be a 'good guy' and bite your tongue and don't expose those people. In the end, you will be the only one to die while the families outside will be cannibalized. Or you can expose all the nobles who stood by and watched, and I promise to send your family out of the royal city."

"That means sending them to die? Where is there a safe place in the kingdom..." Sheriff Milburn was thinking, which meant he was hesitating.

"How about Middle Earth? No demons, no ratmen, and no minions of the kingdom."

Annan had seen Sheriff Milburn's family; they were not bad looking... no, they were fairly clean.

Even though their lavish lives were all bought with the dirty money earned by Sheriff Milburn.

Sheriff Milburn said nothing. Annan smiled and said to the executioner:
"Let our sheriff rest for ten minutes."

He was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. The wounds from the whip were filled with sweat and the burning pain made his mind clearer.

After weighing the pros and cons, Sheriff Milburn found that compared to those nobles, Young Master Olme had the best credibility - at least he would kill you if he said so.

He sighed. How could it turn out like this?

The day before, he was still enjoying the benefits of his status, attending aristocratic banquets, and being the most powerful candidate for parliament...but just because he came into contact with the Free Blade, his entire family fell apart?

How could there be such a reckless bastard! ?

Ten minutes seemed long and short. Annan came back and Sheriff Milburn said in a hoarse voice: "Some of them are big shots. Do you dare to mess with them?"

"Baal, do you know?" Annan repeated the sentence again.

He arrested members of the royal family, but the king in the palace remained indifferent. Doesn't this prove something?

Sheriff Milburn finally gave up his stubbornness and lowered his head: "If I tell them... can you let me go?"

"Sorry, this is the only thing that cannot be changed."

Annan had a copy of Sheriff Milburn's evidence, the top copy was: the truck loaded with trafficked women was discovered by the city guards, because it was a caravan of political enemies, Sheriff Milburn deliberately prohibited the truck from entering the city. By the time his political enemies bribed the city guards and entered through other gates, the thirty-four women in the truck had been frozen into ice sculptures.

Sin runs through every pore and blood of the nobles.

Annan could turn a blind eye to his family, but as for himself...

"Okay, I'll tell you."

Annan's persistence made Milburn believe him: "Give me a pen and paper."

……

Dozens of minutes later, Annan walked out of the dungeon with several pieces of parchment covered with names, and got on a carriage back to the military minister's residence.

Many eyes were watching Annan's every move. They didn't know how much Milburn had said, and they didn't have the courage to break into the heavily guarded Purification Court. They could only protect themselves in their own way.

For example, the new king has begun to spread the bounty on Master Olme underground.

“They are anxious.”

"After all, what you have in your hand can easily judge them." Renato said, suggesting that Annan hand him the list and let him deal with it.

It was too risky for Annan to take it. What if a crazy noble attacked him on the street by any means necessary? Even if nothing happened, it would be enough to scare the people of the Free City in the city.

"It doesn't matter. Whoever dares to come, I will take the list and retaliate against him."

"They won't talk?"

Annan waved the list and said, "Whoever attacks me, I will settle accounts with the people on the list."

This eerie calm lasted for a day. On the morning of the third day, Annan was attacked on the way to the Purification Court.

The first victim appeared, but the guy said aggrievedly that it was not him, so Annan went to find the next one...

The nobles finally couldn't stand it anymore and went to the palace together. They knew Annan was favored, so they didn't say anything to slander or criticize him. Instead, they tried their best to praise Annan, saying that he was the successor to the chairman of the parliament, the hope of the kingdom, and that with the arrival of Master Olme, there would be peace.

Just to get Orme to be transferred out of the new capital and go to the south to harm the Free Blade.

(End of this chapter)