Fisch Wood felt that the gods of business and luck had abandoned him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He just put a few large-scale pictures of 18R in the gun box for the children of the nobles, and secretly put some pictures of orcs and aunts in the bullet bags of his peers, which is completely a reasonable and legal means of competition!

However, what is infuriating is that his peers did the same, so the painting style in the gun box of those noble young masters has become weird.

Think about it, a pampered aristocratic young master, who is happily flipping through the pictures of 18R, and maybe there are maids to cheer him up, but a plain-chested orc aunt suddenly appeared, cracking his mouth and smiling charmingly at him, his body and mind will definitely be hit hard, right?

The reproduction of noble bloodlines has always been the top priority of family inheritance, so ...... Once a certain noble young master is gone, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Therefore, the family that is not a waste behind the waste young masters was furious and stabbed this matter to the Department of Public Security, and all of them, the goblins, were arrested and put in the prison of the Department of Public Security.

Originally, this was nothing, before their gang was a frequent visitor to the prison of the Department of Public Security, and they were generally locked up for seven or fifteen days, and then they were released, after all, goblins are not bad for money, and the god of justice has a good reputation for justice in terms of money and punishment.

However, it was not known which of the Neurotic Prince had delivered the note to the Earl of Clayton, so he and his fellow goblins were thrown into the cell where the orc criminals were held for twenty-five days, believing that three thousand gold coins were more just than five hundred gold coins.

In that sun-drenched cell, now, every time he thought of the heroic laughter of those rough-looking orcs, he and his people would subconsciously feel Kikube's twitches......

So they couldn't bear it anymore, so they made a big news in the Department of Sheriff, and used the toilet of the cell to make a large bomb, sending a large area of the cell to the sky, and by the way, they also taught the dirty orcs who dared to insult the buttocks of the goblin clan.

They then escaped from the terrible place by burrowing into the sewer pipe that had leaked from the explosion, believing that they would receive the most just forgiveness if they gave enough gold to the just Lord Clayton.

However, when they got out of the sewers covered in and urine, they were watched by a group of men with black lily family crests, and several water magic fell on their heads, and then they were chained up and taken to the front of a carriage.

This carriage represented the beginning of an unforgettable memory for him, so he forcibly took two steps forward, and knelt down with a grunt in front of the carriage: "Your Royal Highness, you have to call the shots for me, I, Wood Fisch, am the most reputable goblin merchant in the entire imperial capital......"

However, before His Royal Highness the Prince in the carriage could speak and forgive his crimes, he heard the people of his clan behind him start shouting: "Damn Fishwood, if you hadn't taken the lead in sending those disgusting pictures everywhere, would we have followed suit?" ”

"And the most reputable goblin merchant, how many muskets do you have in the Reliable brand musket shop?"

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It is said that beating people does not slap their faces, and scolding people does not expose their shortcomings, but what are these goblins that are ugly and scolding, they can almost pull out the old bottom of the other party, these goblins are not only scolding Woodfish, but also constantly reporting and exposing internally.

Chamberlain watched with interest, at this moment he finally regained the shrewdness of the feudal magnate, turned his head to Isabella and said: "Miss Isabella, you see, if the crimes of these profiteers are recorded and made public, and the punishment is made public, will the security of the imperial capital be improved in an instant?" ”

Isabella nodded: "We were touched by the son of a marquis's family before, and insisted that our security department was uncivilized in law enforcement, and when we stopped the violence, we shot too hard, and injured him, and we were stunned to take away 30,000 gold coins of security funds as compensation, so when we go out to enforce the law now, we take this with us." ”

As she spoke, Isabella pointed to the impartial badge around her neck: "It is a full-time magic crystal, which can record all sights and sounds within a radius of ten meters. ”

Chamberlain grinned, saying that Mader was mentally retarded, and the otherworldly version of the body camera came out, but looking at Isabella's sapphire eyes shining with hope, he couldn't bear to hit her, telling him that there was also a rogue trick called destroying the body camera.

"The administrative level of the Department of Justice...... I want to mention it. Chamberlain sighed.

The current head of the Sheriff is only an earl, and a court earl with no strong foundations, and Isabella's work here is too dangerous.

You know, although Isabella is a holy domain, which descendant of the duke's family doesn't go out with a few sanctuary-level doglegs? When the time comes, let alone directly destroying the law enforcement recorder, it is just directly moving, what can the Department of Public Security do?

"It's good now, most nobles are still law-abiding." Isabella smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, I'll take these profiteers back first, tomorrow is Isabella's rest day, if Your Highness is free, Isabella is willing to come to the door to ask for advice." ”

An ethereal voice echoed in Chamberlain's ears, and His Highness felt like he had drunk a large bag of bee droppings, squinting at Isabella and her Sheriff soldiers, escorting a group of goblin profiteers back to Sheriff.

"Your Highness, if you really like it, you can hold a banquet, or a hunting competition, and invite Miss Isabella to come, as long as you can show off your skills at the banquet or hunting......" A dogleg whispered to Chamberlain as he leaned close to the window of the carriage.

Chamberlain's eyes lit up, and he nodded thoughtfully: "You kid has some ideas, go back and find Sir Humphrey yourself, and raise your treatment to the next level." ”

After speaking, he threw the knight a gold coin, and then admonished: "Remember, this matter must not be told to anyone, especially not to Miss Avril's ears, do you hear?" ”

The knight nodded, and landed on the back of the carriage with a strange expression: "Don't let Miss Avril know?" Isn't it just to find a lover? What prince doesn't have three or five spouses with ten or twenty lovers? Could it be that Your Highness studied pharmacy and even forgot about it? ”

His Royal Highness Chamberlain naturally didn't know what he was actually muttering in his heart, the heart of the proletarian medical dog to the life style and moral code of the feudal magnates......

Still not used to it.