They all call me master.

Chapter 568: Don’t believe what the ‘spiritual medium’ says. Up!
Before Alke arrived home, he saw a group of people surrounding his door.

Immediately, the retired assassin's heart tightened.

Although he has left a backup at home, what if?
Thinking of this, Alke's figure became looming again, and in a strange way that ordinary people could not catch, he instantly appeared at the door of the house.

Then, the retired assassin saw his son and daughter——

Alvin received a whip on his face and there were blood marks.

Alma is bandaging her brother.

The brother and sister whispered something.

All this is normal.

Or rather, it was as expected by Alke.

But apart from the two siblings, the rest left the retired assassin confused.

Games are just excuses.

For example: a corpse hanging in the yard.

This is true even if the person looks normal.

Arthur expressed his admiration for this.

But Arthur, who finally waited for the 'protagonist's appearance', curled up his lips.

For example: The man and woman in the yard seem to be a perfect match.

If he wasn't staring at the other party, how could he find Aker?

Do you really think he would play any games with Malinda in his free time?

What the other party plays is just like the real thing.

It's like becoming an ordinary dock coolie.

suspicious?

Just like Alvin here.

In fact, Acker revealed nothing.

The reason why they found something wrong with Aker was of course because Fujin and Wu Ni would take a look at Alvin when they were fine. With Arthur's character, anyone who appeared next to him was worth paying attention to.

what happened?
The retired assassin asked himself in his heart.

Recruiting talents is the purpose.

Do not!
Arthur called it caution.

As long as it is within your capabilities, you need to check it 3-5 times a day.

He really couldn't imagine that a powerful assassin could really force himself to 'forget' his instincts and skills.

For example: the Old Town Sheriff standing in the yard.

Even [spirituality] covers itself.

If it weren't for some 'small mechanisms' in the other person's home, it would be difficult for Arthur to find the other person.

Obviously, those 'little mechanisms' were left by the other party just in case.

It should be that when the other party decided to retire, he was not completely accustomed to some 'residual habits' of his current life.

The reason why it has not been demolished until now is because the other party has already regarded those 'remaining habits' as a kind of mourning - a mourning for his wife Bana.

Every night in the dead of night, Akel would talk to himself in front of those small organs.

After several days of observation, Arthur lamented how terrifying the 'Avenger' Bana was.

Ordinary Avengers are feared.

The powerful Avengers are frightening.

And an Avenger who is beautiful, extremely sincere to you, and loves you from the bottom of his heart is mind-numbing.

Bana is such a person.

Arthur swore that he did not want to meet such an avenger 'in the name of love' in this life, the next life, and the next life.

It's really terrible.

Look at Acker!

How they were all tortured!
She clearly knew that Bana was torturing herself, but she was still willing to endure such torture!

'Sure enough, love is poisonous.

Ordinary people like me don't deserve it.

and also……

In the future, we must eradicate the weeds and shake the egg yolks away. '

Arthur, who was frightened, looked calmly at the old city police chief Rachel Leer in front of him.

The sergeant wore a four-piece suit that has become popular recently, and held a walnut cane in his hand with a mermaid-shaped head. Every time he moved forward, the sound of liquid sloshing reached Arthur's ears.

The faint smell of alcohol, the red nose, and the body that was still swaying even though he tried to stand up straight, all told Arthur what the police chief of the old city was doing before.

drink.

Or alcoholism.

As the 'Winter Festival' approaches, it is essential to increase some entertainment.

Arthur was not surprised by this.

Like other police chiefs in the district, Rachel was secretly making money and preparing to climb up the ranks.

Even if she couldn't climb up, Rachel still hoped to be transferred to another city.

old Town……

So poor.

It's really too shabby.

In fact, the Sheriff never lived in the Old Town.

In an upscale neighborhood in the Shire, the police sergeant has his own house, wife, and children.

In a mid- to high-end neighborhood in the Shire, the police sergeant still has his own house, lover and children.

Only during monthly routines would Rachel return to the old city, then go through the motions and leave quickly again.

So don't expect the Sheriff to know anything about Old Town.

As long as the monthly payment is received, the police chief will not ask anything.

As for why, can this police chief still hold on to his position as police chief?

because--

The police chief was related to Baron Haussmann.

The influence of the nobles maintained the position of the Sheriff.

However, even so, the police chief was sweating on his forehead under Arthur's gaze.

Rachel knew very well who the person standing in front of him was.

The son of misfortune who was born in secret, the person favored by the God of Death, the contemporary 'black cat', the 'Lord of the Cat Faction', the champion of the South Los Swordsmanship Competition, the male master of Caesar Manor, the 'spiritual medium' Arthur Kratos.

Rachel had heard countless rumors and mysteries about this lord.

Unlike those who sneered, as a relative of Baron Haussmann, Rachel really knew some secret things.

For example: the hidden world beneath the world.

For example: the scene that happened in Caesar's estate.

My sword master, who is nominally my uncle, is usually such a arrogant person.

When she saw him, her nostrils were turned up in disdain.

The results of it?
Facing the man in front of her, she was as humble as a dog. She even turned autistic after returning to her uncle's manor.

That one is autistic.

he?
It's okay to be humble.

Thinking in her heart, Rachel's waist bent down.

He didn't know what was going on anyway, but if he had a good attitude, he should be fine.

The sergeant thought as he looked at Arthur with a flattering, flattering smile on his face.

As for the lady?

Rachelle is not contemptuous of women.

However, that body was the one Malinda hanged.

Facing such a lady, Rachel really didn't dare to get close.

You mean arrest?

What arrest?
The other party is a noble!

Noble in the true sense of the word!

What happened to killing a few people?
It’s not like he did anything outrageous!
"Mr. Kratos, Ms. Caesar, good evening."

Rachel tried her best to maintain her elegance.

Malinda frowned slightly and ignored this guy.

Arthur smiled and said——

"Good evening, Sheriff Rachelier. The matter at hand is related to the previous case of 'Haight Furniture Store'. I hope you can inform Sheriff Maltz to bring someone to help you solve all subsequent troubles? You don't want to either Are you wasting your precious time and mine on some criminals who deserve death?"

(End of this chapter)