I, Jianhao, infinite flow

Facing Bordeaux who was about to leave, the man in rags still tried his best to persuade him, and at the same time took out something like a document from his arms, hoping to show it to Bordeaux.

A large amount of paper was rolled together, with creases at every corner, and faint bloodstains and stains on it.

Those pieces of paper were as precious as life-saving straws to the man in rags.

From his slightly trembling fingertips and his vigorous pinching movements, even bystanders can tell at a glance.

However, Bordeaux's patience has worn off.

After all, he has a violent temper, so careful explanation is already the limit, and he responded violently to the man's pursuit.

"Enough! How long are you going to chatter!"

Bordeaux actually didn't want to, it was just a subconscious behavior, and the man didn't expect Bordeaux to do this.

As a result, the swept away papers were separated from the man's hands and scattered everywhere.

The wind that hit was not too strong, but for the light paper, it was still enough to scatter it.

Like white petals, pieces of paper fluttered in the air and fell to the surrounding areas.

In the next second, a terrifying sword intent erupted, and an aura of ice-coldness, pain, and despair filled the air instantly like the Nine Nether Hell.

"Bordeaux—!"

The man roared in a hoarse voice, grabbed Bordeaux's skirt and pressed it against the wall.

That voice was like a ghost crawling out of hell.

1820 Instant Conflict

Bordeaux, who hit the wall, let out a muffled groan due to the pain, and his robust body was picked up by one hand.

The surprise shocked everyone around.

Seeing this scene, it should be stopped immediately.

but. . .

The sword intent shook the atmosphere, and the icy aura swept across the surroundings, and the horror like hell enveloped everything.

That suppressive force deprived Crusch and even the knights not far away of his actions.

"Yuntian! Stop him!" Phyllis spoke.

He was unexpectedly not intimidated by the terrifying aura, but as a healer, Phyllis was not good at fighting despite her status as a knight.

Therefore, he immediately approached the person who was most likely to prevent the tragedy before him from happening.

but.

"Calm down, it's okay."

Yun Tian patted his shoulder, but did not move.

at the same time

"Sorry, I was the one who lost my temper."

The man in rags suddenly restrained himself, and let go of Bordeaux while apologizing.

As if the frozen time started to move again, the knight not far away hurried over, drew out the knight sword and pointed it at the man.

however

The man looking down at Bordeaux was silent for a while, then turned his head and spread his hands, expressing that he had no intention of resisting.

Although the knights showed doubts on their faces, they also knew their duties and stepped forward to arrest the man.

According to the usual practice, he will be taken to the duty room of the knight order for investigation and interrogation, and then he will be further dealt with according to the results.

"Cough, cough, wait a minute, there is no need to be so solemn, let him go." It was Bordeaux who stood up from the ground who spoke to stop the knights.

However, on the contrary, the man who attacked Bordeaux just now denied it himself:

"Bordeaux, you can't set an example like that. It's not in compliance with the rules to order the knights in the royal city to watch suspicious characters leave."

Hearing what the other party said, Bordeaux showed a trace of helplessness and regret, and sighed:

"Then take him to the duty room and detain him for one night, then release him later."

The knights nodded to accept the order, and then escorted the man left and right to leave.

At the end of leaving, the man looked towards Yuntian.

The moment they looked at each other left words of thanks.

"Thank you very much."

. . . . . .

As the man was taken away, the scene returned to calm.

Picking up a few pieces of paper on the ground near him, Yuntian walked over and handed them to Bordeaux.

At this time, Bordeaux was squatting on the ground to collect the papers that he slapped, and when he saw Yuntian's movements, he said with a slightly unnatural expression:

"Thank you for letting you see the unseemly look."

Before Yun Tian could speak, Phyllis came over, handed over a few pieces of paper with a smirk on her face, and said at the same time:

"Where is it? It's rare to see such a side of Lord Bordeaux. It's just a viewing fee. By the way, can you satisfy Fei Lijiang's curiosity? Who was that super scary old man just now?"

"..." Bordeaux glanced at Phyllis and didn't intend to pay attention to him.

After tidying up the collected papers, he glanced at Yun Tian before reluctantly speaking:

"It's someone I've known for many years... Comrades, no, maybe it's more appropriate to call them ex-comrades."

At this time, Crusch also came over, and said with a hint of persuasion:

"We've all heard the breakdown in the dialogue. Maybe it's not appropriate for outsiders to interfere, but if you still cherish this relationship, you should repair it as soon as possible."

This time, both the venue and the timing were too bad.

The other party's timing was not coincidental, just in time for the end of the emergency meeting after His Majesty's death. If it was another timing, perhaps Bordeaux would have more patience to sit down and chat with him.

Right now, there are too many things that Bordeaux needs to do.

But Bordeaux was also missing the point, the way he handled it was too clumsy, and Crusch also felt the 'wind' of regret from him.

Bordeaux didn't reply, just nodded, then put away the collected papers, took his leave and left.

Seeing his leaving back, Crusch couldn't help but sigh.

I am a little concerned about what happened to the commotion just now, especially the terrifying aura of the old man who was taken away, and I want to confirm his identity if possible.

While thinking, Crusch turned his head.

Then, she saw two figures huddled in the corner who didn't know what to add up, and the two familiar pieces of paper in their hands. . .

Ok? !

"Yuntian, Phyllis, what are you holding in your hands?!"

"Eh!?"

Phyllis, who was talking happily with Yun Tian, ​​was startled by the sudden voice from behind.

He stuffed the paper in his hand into Yuntian's side, and after running far away, he said:

"That, it wasn't Fei Lijiang who took it, it was Yuntian who did it first!"

"Phyris, you are blowing the wind of lies." Crusch pierced him without hesitation, and shot him with cold eyes.

"However, Crusch, you are also very concerned, right?" Yun Tian came over and shook the two pieces of paper to relieve Felice.

"Well, I don't deny that."

Seeing Crusch nodding, Phyllis gave Yuntian a thumbs up, and at the same time leaned over and whispered:

"Fei Li-chan knows meow~ where the people who are taken to temporary detention will be."

. . . . . .

The location is the prison cell under the duty room of the Knights of the Guards. The old man who caused a commotion in the royal city was brought here to be temporarily imprisoned.

Crusch used the investigation as an excuse, and with Yuntian's guarantee, temporarily transferred the guarding knights.

The two went in, while Phyllis stayed outside, and was responsible for holding back the changing knights for a while, creating more time for them to talk.

Looking over the iron fence at Yuntian and Crusch who were coming, the old man was sitting in the center of the cell, crossing his legs and maintaining an upright posture.

He looked at the two of them, and finally his eyes stopped on Yun Tian.

However, it was Crusch who spoke first.

"It's etiquette to give your name before you start talking."

Sensing that the old man had no intention of speaking, Crusch straightened his body and said seriously:

"I'm the head of Duke Karsten's family, Crusch Karsten. I happened to come across the dispute between Your Excellency and Minister Bordeaux earlier, so I came here to investigate."

Sensing the awe-inspiring aura emanating from Crusch, the old man's eyes changed slightly.

"Karsten's Patriarch, shouldn't it be His Excellency Mercard?"

"Meikad Karsten is my father. My father passed on the position of head of the family to me about two years ago. Now I am the one who holds the name of Duke. The information you know should be a few years ago. This is probably the reason for the dispute with Bordeaux before."

"Is that so... You actually bothered His Excellency the Duke to come here to investigate. Could it be that the kingdom is already understaffed to such an extent?"

"That's a harsh statement. Don't worry, Your Excellency. In fact, I don't intend to pursue too much the dispute between Your Excellency and Mr. Bordeaux. The investigation is just an excuse to persuade the guard knights."

Facing the old man's sarcasm, Crusch felt helpless.

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1821 'Sword Demon' Wilhelm Van Astrea!

"Since the investigation is an excuse, then there is something else? It won't be because of my disrespect to Lord Bordeaux that I will be specially judged."