They all call me master.

Chapter 60: Bullshit! (Please read~Please support~)

Dazzling firelight bloomed in the dark night, and a fireball jumped up.

The stalkers near the carriage were instantly swallowed up by the flames, while the stalkers a little further away flew high under the shock wave and suffered broken bones and tendons.

A further stalker?
They didn't escape either!

Nails flew out one after another, piercing their bodies like arrows.

Only a few followers were lucky enough to escape.

But their ears were still filled with the roar of the explosion.

Not only was it buzzing, but it also made them dizzy and staggering.

In the blurred vision, a black figure came with a sword.

fast!
very fast!
The other party stepped on his feet and rushed past the burning carriage. A large number of sparks swirled around him, gathered around the figure, and then slashed forward with the sword blade.

Countless red sparks flickered and danced, chasing the deep and dark blade.

puff!
One of the stalkers had the blade grazing his neck without even reacting.

The sparks that hit the opponent's face suddenly lit up and then went out.

Then came the second and third stalkers!
The dim sword blade danced as the figure rushed forward.

Continuously, abnormal noises arose from the sound of the sword cutting flesh and blood.

"Ya..."

Then, the sword blade passed by and there was silence.

After Arthur confirmed that there was no one alive around him and there was absolutely no chance of being shot in the dark, he habitually raised his sword and sheathed it.

click!
Amidst the crisp collision of the sword and the scabbard, Arthur exhaled slightly and regained his strength.

What seemed like a one-sided battle was actually Arthur's careful calculation, starting from choosing a location near the Fountain Square to shoot and parking the carriage, then forcing the stalkers with the incoming patrol, leaving them no time to think, and finally using Arthur has thought carefully about shooting and igniting explosives with the hand of nothingness.

Worried about unexpected events, Arthur had two backup plans.

Fortunately, none of it was used.

Smelling the unique burning smell of flesh and blood in the air, Arthur looked at Edwin running in the distance.

Not only was the opponent fully armed, but the driver behind him also held up two firecrackers and carried a long sword at his waist.

'It's not slow! '

'The response is also very fast! '

Arthur looked beyond Edwin to the coachman behind him.

There is no doubt that Edwin is extremely powerful. Being Malinda's valet and coachman is enough to explain everything.

Arthur was surprised that the driver behind him seemed to have considerable strength.

'Is it Malinda's men? '

'Or borrowed it from the earl? '

Arthur guessed.

The two people who came over looked at the dusty battlefield, their faces filled with astonishment.

You know, the two of them originally thought this was a fierce battle!

But now?
Edwin and the unknown coachman looked at the broken limbs and broken arms and all the lifeless enemies in front of them, and their hearts were full of horror.

'Use yourself as bait to attract these eager guys to take the bait, and then use explosives... Hiss, what a crazy guy! '

After Edwin instantly grasped what had just happened, he couldn't help but take a breath.

He didn't know how Arthur managed to remain unscathed in this situation, but he knew that he should never fight Arthur easily.

Because he doesn't want to become like these guys on the ground.

Turning around, Edwin looked at the grass beside the road.

The coachman who drove Arthur was standing there at the moment, but his face was dull.

Obviously, the other party didn't believe everything in front of him.

Unlike others, as Arthur's coachman, the other party came with the intention of death.

It's just that everything was so unexpected.

Edwin kicked the other person when he came up, and then rubbed the other person's hair vigorously.

These are the men he personally trained.

It's great to be alive.

"Quick! Clean the scene!"

"Go and notify the master!"

Edwin shouted.

The two part-time drivers sprang into action.

The two knew that they didn't have much time and needed to race against time.

Edwin looked at Arthur again.

This time, there was more kindness in Edwin's eyes.

"Mr. Kratos, please return to No. 6 White Bird Street to rest first. Leave the rest to me."

Edwin said.

Arthur shook his head.

"I haven't seen Sheriff Maltz yet."

As he spoke, he walked quickly and disappeared into the night.

Edwin stared at the direction where Arthur disappeared, with some confusion on his face.

Isn't the matter settled?

Isn't going to Sheriff Maltz just an excuse to show those people?
Can a police chief still decide the situation at hand?

Then Edwin shook his head and began to bend down to clean the battlefield.The coachman didn't want to think about things he couldn't understand. Anyway, he just had to follow his master's instructions.

……

Maltz really doesn’t know what to do now!

The newly appointed Sheriff of the Shire District looked down at the two corpses in front of him, frowning and unable to help but sigh.

"I'm not going to be the shortest serving chief constable in the Shire, am I?"

"Damn!"

"Why was there an assassination on entering the police station?"

Maltz couldn't help but feel chills running down his back as he recalled the scene just now.

Those two consecutive shots were a hundred meters apart!
You know, with the emergence of firecracker technology, firecrackers were quickly equipped into the army, but the shooting accuracy was still very worrying. Even if gunpowder was added to the specially-made firearms, it only increased the range power of the projectiles and had no effect on the shooting accuracy. It didn't help at all, so much so that the army had to use rows of shooting queues in order to make up for the problem of shooting accuracy with density.

But some people are born different.

They seem to be born with the skill of precise shooting.

Maltz, who participated in the Seven Years' War, was very lucky to have met such a person.

Why do you say lucky?

Because such a person is a treasure for every general. If used properly, he will become an amazing force and can even determine the outcome of a battle.

Therefore, he never thought that such a person would become an assassin.

I simply don’t believe that such a sharpshooter could become an assassin!
This kind of sharpshooter will be welcomed wherever he goes and will be given double courtesy!

Because this kind of sharpshooter is enough to scare anyone!
Just like him now!
He didn't dare to say anything in an open area, and he only dared to examine the body in his own office.

More importantly, he knew the danger behind this matter!
'Although I don't know why, it must be a noble who wants to kill Coaster, Emond! '

'And I, the unlucky guy, got caught up in it! '

'Could it be that I came into contact with that Earl and was resented by him, so he planned to kill me? '

Maltz was stunned when he thought of this.

The more I thought about it, the more possible it became.

It is true that the Earl of Nanlos is the master of Nanlos, but the nobles of Nanlos are not convinced by the master of Nanlos.

Some are just wallflowers.

Some are doing so in a counter-intuitive manner.

Because, interest.

Because, that old lion in the inner bay.

But none of this has anything to do with Maltz.

He's planning to run away!
He definitely doesn't want to become cannon fodder in the fight between those nobles!
Maltz, who made an instant decision, was about to take out the ten gold bars that he had hidden in his desk for a long time.

Just in case.

Why not hide it at home?

Because it's not safe.

Home confiscation is always chosen by the public.

So, he put it here.

But at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The newly appointed Sheriff of the Shire District looked up and found that his partner was standing at the door of the office, holding a box in one hand and keeping the other hand as if he was tapping the door.

"Arthur, I'm in big trouble this time!"

"I don't know if it will implicate you!"

"How about we run away together - it's up to you to go to sea and become a pirate, or go up to the mountains to become a bandit. I still have some old friends. We can buy a batch of arms at a low price..."

The moment he saw Arthur, Maltz had a plan in his mind to become bigger and stronger with Arthur.

retire?
After something like this happened, he didn't even dare to think about retiring.

What he was thinking about now was how to survive while being watched by that sharpshooter.

There are not many people who can deal with sharpshooters, but Arthur, who has mastered the mysterious power, is definitely one of them. With Arthur here, at least he doesn't worry about being killed directly.

And becoming bigger and stronger is for better exchange of interests!

However, before Maltz could finish speaking, Arthur waved his hand.

Maltz wanted to run, but Arthur guessed it.

He knows exactly what kind of person the other person is.

Being wily and cunning is not necessarily a given, but being cunning and cunning is a sure thing, and he is also greedy for life and afraid of death.

Especially when it's a matter of life and death, the other party doesn't mind fighting for it.

But if no matter how hard you try, the other party will definitely run away in order to stay alive.

That's why he came.

He didn't want the position of Sheriff of the Shire District to fall into the hands of unfamiliar people, so after walking in, he looked at the body on the ground and said softly.

"Coster and Edmond are so pitiful, they actually chose to commit suicide."

Maltz was stunned. He looked at Arthur's serious look and confirmed that Arthur was not joking.

But being shot in the back, how could it be suicide?
Subconsciously, Maltz asked.

"Shooted in the back and committed suicide?"

"Yes, commit suicide!"

With that earl in the back, let alone being shot once in the back, even if he was shot seven times in the back, it would be suicide.

However, the moment Arthur finished speaking, the two corpses on the ground seemed to be...

Moved a bit.

(End of this chapter)