Chapter 127 Can't be provoked

"The interests and power of this country have been divided among them, and if the kingdom of Navia is compared to a big cake, then these two groups occupy more than eighty percent of this cake, and it also includes the creamiest and sweetest part. ”

William paused at this point, raised the wine glass in his hand, the amber wine in it slowly rotated under his shaking, he pointed to the wine glass, and continued:

"Look at Alcatio and his Prohibition, they will never be satisfied, not only will they do everything to defend the territory they already occupy, but they will continue to ask for more as long as they have the opportunity, but the cake is limited, and if this continues, those who originally had a small piece of cake will soon only be able to eat the scraps, and when the scraps are not eaten...... William smacked his lips and didn't continue, but turned to something else: "What supports Alcatio's gang to obtain so many cakes reasonably and legally is order, law and even social morality, and King Norton I is the representative of these, they hold the power to distribute the cakes, you say, I want to control this country, can they support it?"

Sherlock laughed, "Of course not. ”

Sherlock knew William's personality very well, and William didn't mind dividing the benefits, because he was not a person who was greedy for pleasure, he only had power in his eyes.

No matter how friendly he looks on the outside, in his bones, William is actually a domineering person, and he doesn't mind giving the favor to others, but only if the favor is his own.

Can a group of nobles accept such a powerful man as their monarch? Alcatio dared to fool Norton I and issue a ban on alcohol, but if he was faced with William, he would certainly not even dare to mention it.

William walked to the window and looked in the direction of the slum: "I want to be the one who divides the cake and makes the rules, but those royal families and nobles will not agree, so my best object to win over is naturally the person with the largest number of people, but they can only gather around the table and pick up some scraps to eat, they are so satisfied, and when I give them more benefits, they will wholeheartedly support me as a distributor." ”

He took a sip of wine: "What's the use of me trying to win over those royal nobles? A bunch of wine bags and rice bags, can they help me tear up my enemies?"

……

The sheriff of Kalmar City, Dennis, covered his mouth and nose with a perfumed handkerchief, and looked at the scene in front of him with some disgust.

On the remote path, five corpses lay on the ground, and the sunlight shone through the cracks in the trees on the side of the road, but it still couldn't dispel the darkness in Dennis's heart.

The three corpses carrying the guard's standard long sword are in a normal state of death, but the other two corpses may give ordinary people nightmares when they see them.

A giant man whose body is much higher than ordinary people, his body is in a different place, and his lower legs have also been cut off, and his lower abdomen has been dissected, and he has died a miserable death.

The other corpse, dressed more simply and cheaply than the others, had a terrible wound that spread from his shoulder to his waist, almost splitting his upper body in half, and to be honest, Dennis felt that it was better to split it in half, such a crumbling appearance was more penetrating.

After all, this is not a slum where almost people disappear or even die every day, but a place where commoners and nobles are close to each other, and it is still rare to see how many people die at once.

The people from the police station were blocking both sides of the path to prevent anyone from destroying the scene, and after seeing the scene, Dennis also stood far away, only looking at a man in his thirties and forties, with a bearded face, constantly comparing and gesturing around the corpse at the scene, and from time to time lying on the ground, pouting his ass and looking at the road, which seemed a little funny.

Dennis doesn't think so.

It is not a good errand to manage law and order in a king's city, especially in view of the simplicity of the system, whether it is a big or small thing that happens in the city, as long as it involves law and order, Dennis will almost always take care of it, from homicide to the loss of a cat at the house of a minister, all of them will find him.

If it's just like this, maybe be more diligent and serious, and it may not be so difficult to do this job, but in this city where princes and nobles are everywhere, the so-called law, the so-called order, is not so easy to enforce.

Dennis was only a knight, deprived of hereditary privileges, and he sometimes even wondered if it was because his knighthood was low enough that the ministers would choose to put him in this position.

As a sheriff in this city, the case is always complicated, you never know what is behind the case, who will be implicated, a seemingly ordinary theft, investigated, and sometimes even led to a dispute between nobles.

So Dennis became obsessed with gambling because his job itself required him to participate in gambling from one gambling to another.

Before a case is investigated, it is a gamble, and after the investigation, if it is found that the truth of the matter is a dispute between two big people, then how to choose to stand in line is also a gamble.

His hereditary knighthood was lost in a "gamble" and was stripped of his hereditary name.

Many people say that thirty is the age when a man gradually begins to make progress, but Dennis begins to gradually regress.

So he naturally became passable and lived.

On the other side, the bearded man finally got up from the ground, and he glanced at Dennis, who frowned and walked over, and the two avoided the crowd and talked in a low voice.

"Don't meddle, you can't afford to mess with this. The bearded man pretended to pounce on the dust on his clothes, but his eyes scanned around vigilantly, and at the same time lowered his voice and said.

Dennis glanced at the bearded man, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

The bearded man's name was Thomason, who was only five years older than Dennis, but he looked like Dennis's older generation.

Thomas was originally a bounty hunter, but his family became the final harbor of this wandering wanderer, after he got married and had children, he was no longer ready to continue to live the original wandering life, and finally by chance, he came to work under Dennis, and was favored by Dennis and recruited to his subordinates.

Thomason's strength is neither high nor low, but he has been adrift in the East China Sea for many years, has also experienced a lot of battles, and has seen a lot, whether it is case investigation experience, or vision and judgment, it is much stronger than Dennis, who only has a noble title and has no other strengths.

Dennis is not Andre, he does not have any jealous thoughts, but trusts Thomason, and Thomasson also reciprocates this man who has helped him to have a stable life and never puts on an aristocratic shelf, and has always tried his best to assist Dennis in his work.

"Who is the perpetrator?" Dennis asked, "The person who died this time is not simple, and it may not be so easy to think of not interfering." ”

"Someone who can kill you and me!" Thomasson said in a very serious tone, "I know that the one who died was the captain of His Majesty's escort, but that's what makes it even more terrifying." ”