They all call me master

Chapter 62 Fearless! (Please read~Please support~)

The kerosene was instantly ignited, and the flames were like water, spreading straight over the body.

The corpse, which was originally moving around, moved even more violently.

One of them even stood up.

But, useless.

Under the fierce flames, he finally fell to the ground and was completely burned like the previous body.

Looking at the motionless body, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, everyone looked at Arthur.

Whether it was the patrolmen, lawyers, or the heirs of the Chamber of Commerce with ulterior motives and their men, they all looked at Arthur with a mixture of awe and curiosity.

They all heard the chant just now.

It must be that mysterious power poured into the flames to eliminate the weirdness!

Otherwise, ordinary flames would not have such power!

Everyone thinks so.

And that's what Arthur wanted.

In fact?

The flames are the real decisive force, and the chanting is just the atmosphere group.

Such chanting naturally originated from old Charlie.

However, in order to be more in line with the current situation, Arthur added 'fading stops, ashes burn' to the original.

Of course Arthur did this for more XP. He never forgot the importance of XP to himself. When he had the opportunity, he would naturally give it a try.

Just now, that's it.

Although Little Coster and Little Emond will most likely lose their wealth after dawn, they may even lose their lives later.

But during this period of time, the two of them will attract quite a lot of attention.

And the two of them will definitely publicize what just happened.

Because, in exchange for a meal, they would tell stories in the tavern, or simply go to the streets to beg in a mysterious way.

Arthur didn't care about the outcome for the two of them.

He only cares about the effects brought by the two of them.

The effect brought by the identity of two people will definitely be quite good!

Not to mention, there was a group of people behind them.

Although these people only rely on the two men and play a role similar to 'fools', their 'fools' are an important part of most information channels.

Interconnected is the circulation of news.

After it was circulated, Arthur's reputation soared and XP harvested.

Never underestimate the shock of ‘seeing it with your own eyes’!

Of course, in addition to XP, another point is to make 'Coster, Edmund's suicide' more reasonable.

Although the Count of Nanlos has the secret, Maltz is different from Malinda. Malinda and the Count are close partners and have brought massive wealth to the Count.

There are even plans that he doesn't know about.

And what about Maltz?

At most, he is a person who has some impression but can be replaced at will.

Simply put, Maltz is most likely to be implicated.

A wise man once said: Never overestimate the humanity of nobles, just as never underestimate their greed.

Arthur didn't want Maltz to be pushed out as a scapegoat.

Therefore, Arthur looked at the crowd and said——

"Brody's ghost is gone."

"It hated Coster and Edmund for instigating Elena, so it made them commit suicide.

And when you show up..."

Arthur said, looking at Little Coster, Little Emond and the others with an indifferent expression.

The elongated tone made a group of people extremely uneasy.

Arthur's original intention was to deepen the impression of these people, but when the two young men, Little Coster and Little Emond, smelled bad smells in their pants, Arthur suddenly speeded up his speech.

The smell was so strong, it was definitely not just urine.

"You stimulated it!"

"It's ready to take you away with it!"

"But thankfully, Sheriff Maltz noticed something was wrong beforehand and notified me to come here in advance, otherwise..."

Arthur said and sighed.

What will happen if you are taken away by the undead?

Everyone knows it!

die!

That will be the only outcome!

The two young men, Little Coster and Little Emond, shivered, and the smell became even stronger.

After that, he reluctantly stood up with the help of his own men. After bowing to Arthur awkwardly, he turned and ran away without even daring to look at the body on the ground again.

The lawyer also left.

Three golden tickets with a total denomination of 12 were left behind.

Maltz picked up two golden tickets with a face value of 1, sent the other person out of the office with a smile, and then handed the golden tickets in his hand to Dico.

"Well done."

Maltz praised directly.

With that, Maltz returned to the office.

Dicko was stunned.

Then, surprise appeared on his face.

The salary of the patrol police is not high, and most of the time they just eat the leftovers left by the police officers. For example, the harvest at No. 14 Kirk Street may not come once every few months.

Therefore, Dicko had a good impression of Maltz, who was generous and protective of him.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible that at that moment, I was so concerned that I was about to run away, and then stopped again.

And now with the unexpected gain, Dico was naturally overjoyed.

This reward is enough to buy new clothes for his daughter and wife, as well as a new pair of shoes. But his daughter has asked him for new shoes several times.

Thinking of his soft and waxy daughter happily calling her daddy, a smile appeared on Dico's fat face unconsciously.

The surrounding patrol officers looked at Dicko with eyes full of envy and jealousy. They knew that this was the chief's reward to Dicko, and they immediately hated themselves for running away just now.

If I didn’t run away, would there be a reward now?

Just when the surrounding patrol officers were about to ask Dicko to buy him a drink, the door of the Sheriff's Office opened again. Maltz did not come out, but stuck his head out and said to Dicko: "Submit an application for a trainee police officer tomorrow."

Outside the office, it suddenly became quiet.

After a while, it was all heavy breathing.

Police!

Not a patrol officer!

All patrol officers know what this means - a class leap!

Maltz watched the scene with satisfaction.

There is currently a shortage of police officers in the Shire District, so why not promote a patrol officer who is inclined to him and is relatively reliable as a confidant?

Moreover, unlike the re-recruitment of police officers after retirement, which requires the signature of the earl, the normal recruitment of trainee police officers and police casualty replacements can only be signed by the police chief, especially the latter, most of them will Let his family take over, and even the count would not say anything on this matter.

After all, merit and bloodline are what every noble must maintain.

Thinking about Dicko's arrangement in his heart, Maltz thought of Middle and Kit.

He naturally has arrangements for these two people. Although they are the only new police officers in the Shire District after the new law, they are not qualified to obtain the position of deputy police chief. The position of level 4 police officer is enough.

Maltz was thinking as he looked at Arthur who was studying the two charred corpses.

He didn't make a sound to disturb, just watched quietly.

After about ten minutes, Arthur sighed and stood up.

"What's wrong?"

Maltz looked nervous and directly grasped the hilt of the sword.

The strange movement of the corpse just now was still vivid in his mind. The Sheriff of the Shire District absolutely did not want any accidents to happen.

Arthur immediately waved his hand.

"nothing."

Arthur didn't explain much.

Because he didn't really understand it himself.

The reason why he just stopped Maltz and allowed Little Coster and Little Edmond to act was not only to gain more XP and help Maltz get rid of the misfortune of becoming a scapegoat, but also because Arthur wanted to test this Weird phenomenon——

First, is it possible to gain XP after killing the weirdos, just like killing the mysterious people?

Second, is the weirdness that appeared before and the weirdness that appears now the same?

result?

All failed.

In the burning flames, there was no prompt to obtain XP, but this does not prove that XP cannot be obtained. It is possible that the opponent ran away.

Just like that toad.

The first point cannot be confirmed.

The second point is even more impossible to mention.

When his intuition reached its extreme and Arthur had a premonition that it was about to turn into [death intuition], he took action. He was just experimenting and did not want to truly risk his life.

This feeling of getting nothing made Arthur frown secretly, and he became more and more eager to obtain mysterious knowledge in his heart.

Arthur took two deep breaths to calm himself down again, and then informed Maltz of what had happened at No. 6 White Bird Street.

The two sides are strong allies with mutual handles and interests. These news will be spread throughout Nanlos after dawn, and Arthur does not think it should be hidden.

Arthur quite trusts Maltz's information channels and wisdom.

In fact, this is also true.

"The sharpshooter just now was sent by Count Nanlos?"

"What is happening now is the beginning of the battle between the Earl of Nanlos and the Grand Duke of Inner Bay?"

"hiss!"

"How terrible!"

Maltz looked surprised and scared, but there was no panic on his face. Instead, he was full of smiles.

If you back down and give in, you will only be broken into pieces.

If you fight hard, there is still a glimmer of hope.

This was something he had understood during the Seven Years' War, but life in South Los was so comfortable that he had completely forgotten this belief.

Fortunately, it's not too late.

He met Arthur.

Maltz took a deep breath and looked at Arthur. The Shire District Sheriff's eyes were shining brightly with questioning at this moment.

Arthur saw this.

He even looked out the window.

There is light in the sky.

The rising sun did not appear, and the hazy sky was filled with moisture and strong wind.

Undoubtedly, another heavy rain is coming.

However, he smiled and said softly——

"Whatever shore the storm brings me to, I will come ashore as master!"

The charm of language is endless.

The originally dim morning light was now dazzling.

Arthur stood by the window waiting for Maltz's answer.

He knew exactly what the other party just meant.

I want to seek further cooperation, but I am worried about his attitude.

So, ask.

And Arthur gave the answer.

Undoubtedly, this answer satisfied the other party!

Maltz stood up, raised his hand and brushed back all the gray hair that hung slightly from his forehead, bowed slightly and said solemnly.

"Your Excellency, Maltz is honored to cooperate with you."

The sound is clear and powerful.

In the field of vision, there is an extra hand.

Arthur's palm.

Maltz reached out and grasped the palm.

The relationship between the two grew stronger and gradually became unbreakable.

Therefore, Maltz said without hesitation——

"Now, we need to solve one thing first!"