Grant smiled innocently and said respectfully: "Young Master, this guy is like a beast without claws now, but for the sake of safety, you can just stand far away and ask questions." ”

Carlos looked at the big sword that was more than half a foot into the ground next to the man, and then looked at the black cat on his shoulder, and nodded slowly, it seemed that the other party still had the possibility of fighting to the death.

He heeded the advice and hid behind the Night Watchman.

Anderson sneered at Carlos' timid appearance.

Carlos didn't care about his provocative expression, but touched his nose, stared into his eyes and said, "I said before, you can bid for as many silver coins." In the name of the Stevensons, it still works, but now it has to be reversed. ”

Anderson was silent for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"Simple, now you make a price, how many silver coins to compensate me for my mire scroll, and buy your free body. ”

"Are you dreaming, aren't you afraid that the Sword Pavilion will want you from now on?"

Carlos looked at Anderson with a sneering face in puzzlement, no matter how you say it, you are an adult, and you can still say such naïve and stupid words, even if you don't understand the truth that people are swords and I am fish and meat, but at least emotional intelligence must be there, even if the Sword Pavilion is a huge organization, it does not give you the courage to provoke a low-level believer to provoke the aristocracy, you must know that you are just a servant of the Yuguang regime, and the Sword Pavilion is just a service station with force.

And the nobility,

Even if he is a down-and-out nobleman, he is still a half-master in the Yuguang Empire, unless the king has no one to arrest those who have hereditary aristocratic status.

"Young master, why don't we escort him back, he will be honest after being locked up in the dungeon for a few days, and then let the master arrange a crime of murdering the nobles, and he will be executed." ”

Grant knows how to deal with such a hard bone.

Carlos smiled, waved his hand at Anderson in the quagmire, and said, "Well, before the trap fails, I guess it's okay to give some gold coins to redeem your free body?"

"Boy, what you said earlier is obviously a silver coin!" Anderson's eyes looked like he was going to eat people.

"Silver coins are before, gold coins are now. ”

Carlos corrected seriously, then took a few steps out of the crowd of night watchmen, and said: "If there is really none, I think that black cat seems to be very well-behaved, and you can also discount a price, this young master has always been generous, and he likes small animals the most, and the cat is thin and has lost a few silver coins or two, as for the sword..."

Anderson hated the greedy aristocratic boy so much, but when he heard the idea of beating his black cat Sri, he also remembered the obsidian steel sword, and quickly shook his head like a rattle, and decisively refused.

"Not for sale. ”

"Don't sell it, do you have enough gold on you?"

Anderson gritted his teeth and stalked his neck, "I don't have any sons, you just kill me!"

Carlos smiled strangely at Grant, who was behind the old god, and gave a look, and the latter pulled out the thorn blade hidden in his sleeve, and carefully checked it up and down Anderson, and found that it was indeed poor, and he immediately shook his head with a wry smile at Carlos and said: "Young master, this guy seems to be really a poor ghost, and the only thing worth a little money on his body is estimated to be a silver medal, but there is a drawer in the cabinet of the young master, and it is not worth his life." ”

Carlos said in his heart that this guy is still an incorruptible person, but his face pouted and said: "A silver medal can also be melted into silver coins, accept it, put him in the dungeon, and keep him for a while as food money." ”

"Oh, the young master is really kind-hearted, a silver coin can only eat a few full meals in the town, this is locked in the dungeon and is full of food, not to mention, from time to time you can catch some fat rats and add a meal, or you should throw it to Julio to discipline, this guy has the strength to handle, and it must be unambiguous in the mine, hehe." “

Carlos was a little proud, feeling that Grant had stayed with him for a long time, and an honest and honest man had become so eloquent.

The rest of his night watchmen also laughed out loud when they heard that Grant was going to hand over the man in front of him to Julio, the overseer of the mine, who didn't know that the dwarf had been in the ground all the year round, and his temperament was extremely weird, and the prisoner could still be good in his hands?

The people trapped in the quagmire became silent, and Carlos didn't bother to scare him anymore, he really dared to monitor himself on the unscrupulous wooden dog bear bridge demonstration, and people didn't care about his little young master from a broken aristocratic family at all.

Don't let me suffer a little, and go to the alchemy hut alone to study in the future, can I still be stared at by him?

This time, he dared to blatantly block the way at the door of his own house, and next time he really found out the clues of the murder of the wooden dog bear bridge, it is estimated that he can secretly arrest himself, and then send him to the prison in Cyprus City, but it is too late to regret it.

Alchemists don't make potions of regret.

To deal with this kind of person, it is better to pick things out and talk about it clearly.

Of course, if you can't talk about it, then you can compare who is more capable, after all, this is Yanjing Town, the territory of the Stevenson family, there is no need to cringe in everything.

Carlos turned around and left, and De Ligt hurried to the Wooden Bear Bridge to help Grant move Anderson, who had trapped the trap, to the town's dungeon.

Anderson was imprisoned along with the black cat, but Carlos felt that in the cold, damp dungeon, the cat was more of a vacation to the food village than a prison.

Presumably, it won't be long before the skinny black cat will soon grow into a more well-behaved big fat cat.

Back home.

When his father Morry heard about this, he unexpectedly didn't say anything, and he didn't seem to be a little interested in these black hats that came out of the Sword Pavilion. These days he was immersed in the town's official business every day, judging by his vegetable-colored emaciated face.

The recent town of Salt Well does not seem to be as calm as it seems.

"You've made enough trouble these days, and if you're ready, go to the old man Du Buyi to report, you have to have a teacher to discipline and discipline you too much, go to the alchemy house and don't just patronize and learn alchemy, other useful potions, you can master some by the way, it will also be beneficial for you in the future, don't think about scroll making, greed is not enough to swallow elephants."

Of course, the mind control training of the Demon Hunting Pocket Watch must not be wasted, and the puppet inside has been materialized earlier, and the matter of bloodline inheritance should almost be put on the agenda. “

After saying these few words, Maury dragged his tired body upstairs to rest alone.

Carlos could only smile in agreement, and soon set his eyes on the seat where his father had left.

A cowhide envelope was scattered in the corner of the couch, the envelope had been opened, as if it had just been flipped through.

He pondered for a moment,

Still walked over, took the envelope and held it in his hand, and buckled the opening of the envelope upside down to the palm of his hand, and a yellowed letter paper slipped into the palm of his hand.

The content of the letter was very brief, but it made Carlos feel clever, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.